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Part 3
Tara's heart broke. She still couldn't force herself to just take Willow in her arms, so she reached out a shaky hand to carefully pry Willow's hands from her face. It wasn't hard since Willow was so weak.
Tara was still aware of Willow's pain, it hadn't decreased any.
Willow's face was pale and blotchy when Tara took her hands away. She didn't realize as she kept a hold of the red heads hands. "Will..." She started.
"I'm sorry, god I'm so sorry." Willow cried, cutting the blonde off. "I never wanted to hurt you. I didn't mean to let it get this far. I don't want you to feel this. Tara, you have to go, you have to leave and forget me, break the connection. I can't let you feel this, I could make it stop."
"No!" Tara shouted, stopping Willow's rant that was about to get too dark. "Listen to me, I'm not m-mad. I'm not going to leave this room while you still feel how you do. I... I've walked out on you already and I only added to the stress."
Tara paused and surprised herself by reaching out and tucking Willow's hair behind her ear. "Feeling what your going through, showed me the connection is still there and I could never get rid of it. Your a part of me like I'm a part of you."
"The sensible part." Willow said with a straight face but she had that little glint in her eye.
Tara held her gaze, their eyes feeling like they were home.
"I feel I should say that I wish there was some way to fix this or reverse the pain I've caused, but there is. There in lies the problem." Willow said as her eyes stayed on the white ceiling, still afraid of seeing disgust in her soul mates eyes.
"You don't need magick to make things right. It will be hard. Especially with Dawn."
Willow shifted awkwardly when reminded of little sister she never had. "Tara I was horrible to her and I hurt her. I don't know how to even begin to make things right with her."
"You'll figure out someway. Dawn will be mad but she loves you, she'll forgive you."
Willow painfully pushed herself up to lean on the head board. "I'll never forgive myself for any of this. For the last month I've done nothing but hurt the people I love."
Tara placed her hand on top of Willow's. A silent comfort. "Will, everyone loves you and we all want to see you better, they'll all support you. Just make sure you let them." She warned.
Willow nodded and let Tara's words sink in. "Will you be there to help me?" She questioned nervously.
Tara stared at there touching hands and focussed on the connection to Willow. To her soul mate. "Yes. Every step of the way. But It will take time. Things can't just be the way they were, it wouldn't work. That's why this has to be stable and steady. I'll help you deal with magick and making things right and you can help me trust you again." Tara stopped herself when she realized she was babbling.
Looking to Willow she noticed she was even paler, her eyes beyond bloodshot. Tara turned her focus to inside, the connection. Willow was exhausted. The magick withdrawal still raging through her. "Will, its time for you to get some rest." She said gently as she helped Willow lie back down.
Willow groaned. She looked up at Tara with fearful eyes. "Are... Will you stay? I know you want to go slow but if you leave me alone, then they'll be here. Everywhere. And I won;t be able to fight them." She babbled with tears beginning to leak from her eyes again.
Tara couldn't stop her eyes from welling too at Willow's admission. "I'll stay. I'll keep you safe." She promised.
*************
That night was one of the hardest Tara had ever went through.
Willow had been restless to say the least. She'd sobbed endlessly and been delirious. Tara had been so scared she considered taking Willow to hospital.
Unfortunately things wouldn't be that easy for the ex-witch.
It was now noon and Willow stirred.
"Tara?" She croaked as she tried to clear her vision to find the blonde.
Tara moved from the window and sat on the bed. "Morning sleepy. How are you f-feeling?" She asked smiling down at Willow.
"Like a junkie." Willow said seriously.
Tara wasn't sure how ot respond. Should she joke? reassure Willow it'd all be ok? She had no idea.
"Sorry." Willow said, making the pressure on Tara decrease.
"Don't be." Tara cleared her throat. "Do you want anything? Some breakfast maybe?"
Willow shook her head. " I couldn't keep it down."
Tara nodded in understanding. She could still feel the churning in Willow's stomach.
Tara turned to the door when it was knocked on gently.
She walked over to the door and pulled it open to see Buffy.
"How is she?" Buffy asked quietly.
Tara automatically shrugged. "She's holding up. Come on in."
Buffy walked in and looked over at Willow. She was pure white, had dark circles around her eyes and looked small and frail in the large bed.
Willow tried to smile at Buffy but knew she was failing miserably.
The slayer sat next to her best friend and stroked her hair. "Hey." She said tearfully.
Willow's expression matched Buffy's. "How is Dawn?" She forced out.
Buffy sighed, deciding to answer truthfully. "She's not exactly cheerful. Her wrist is hurting but she's content watching cartoons." The guilt in Willow's eyes were burning holes through Buffy. "Will, stop it. She's ok and you're getting better. That's all that matters now."
Willow tried to swallow her emotions back. "It doesn't feel like anything will be ok." Willow told her sadly.
Part 3
Tara's heart broke. She still couldn't force herself to just take Willow in her arms, so she reached out a shaky hand to carefully pry Willow's hands from her face. It wasn't hard since Willow was so weak.
Tara was still aware of Willow's pain, it hadn't decreased any.
Willow's face was pale and blotchy when Tara took her hands away. She didn't realize as she kept a hold of the red heads hands. "Will..." She started.
"I'm sorry, god I'm so sorry." Willow cried, cutting the blonde off. "I never wanted to hurt you. I didn't mean to let it get this far. I don't want you to feel this. Tara, you have to go, you have to leave and forget me, break the connection. I can't let you feel this, I could make it stop."
"No!" Tara shouted, stopping Willow's rant that was about to get too dark. "Listen to me, I'm not m-mad. I'm not going to leave this room while you still feel how you do. I... I've walked out on you already and I only added to the stress."
Tara paused and surprised herself by reaching out and tucking Willow's hair behind her ear. "Feeling what your going through, showed me the connection is still there and I could never get rid of it. Your a part of me like I'm a part of you."
"The sensible part." Willow said with a straight face but she had that little glint in her eye.
Tara held her gaze, their eyes feeling like they were home.
"I feel I should say that I wish there was some way to fix this or reverse the pain I've caused, but there is. There in lies the problem." Willow said as her eyes stayed on the white ceiling, still afraid of seeing disgust in her soul mates eyes.
"You don't need magick to make things right. It will be hard. Especially with Dawn."
Willow shifted awkwardly when reminded of little sister she never had. "Tara I was horrible to her and I hurt her. I don't know how to even begin to make things right with her."
"You'll figure out someway. Dawn will be mad but she loves you, she'll forgive you."
Willow painfully pushed herself up to lean on the head board. "I'll never forgive myself for any of this. For the last month I've done nothing but hurt the people I love."
Tara placed her hand on top of Willow's. A silent comfort. "Will, everyone loves you and we all want to see you better, they'll all support you. Just make sure you let them." She warned.
Willow nodded and let Tara's words sink in. "Will you be there to help me?" She questioned nervously.
Tara stared at there touching hands and focussed on the connection to Willow. To her soul mate. "Yes. Every step of the way. But It will take time. Things can't just be the way they were, it wouldn't work. That's why this has to be stable and steady. I'll help you deal with magick and making things right and you can help me trust you again." Tara stopped herself when she realized she was babbling.
Looking to Willow she noticed she was even paler, her eyes beyond bloodshot. Tara turned her focus to inside, the connection. Willow was exhausted. The magick withdrawal still raging through her. "Will, its time for you to get some rest." She said gently as she helped Willow lie back down.
Willow groaned. She looked up at Tara with fearful eyes. "Are... Will you stay? I know you want to go slow but if you leave me alone, then they'll be here. Everywhere. And I won;t be able to fight them." She babbled with tears beginning to leak from her eyes again.
Tara couldn't stop her eyes from welling too at Willow's admission. "I'll stay. I'll keep you safe." She promised.
*************
That night was one of the hardest Tara had ever went through.
Willow had been restless to say the least. She'd sobbed endlessly and been delirious. Tara had been so scared she considered taking Willow to hospital.
Unfortunately things wouldn't be that easy for the ex-witch.
It was now noon and Willow stirred.
"Tara?" She croaked as she tried to clear her vision to find the blonde.
Tara moved from the window and sat on the bed. "Morning sleepy. How are you f-feeling?" She asked smiling down at Willow.
"Like a junkie." Willow said seriously.
Tara wasn't sure how ot respond. Should she joke? reassure Willow it'd all be ok? She had no idea.
"Sorry." Willow said, making the pressure on Tara decrease.
"Don't be." Tara cleared her throat. "Do you want anything? Some breakfast maybe?"
Willow shook her head. " I couldn't keep it down."
Tara nodded in understanding. She could still feel the churning in Willow's stomach.
Tara turned to the door when it was knocked on gently.
She walked over to the door and pulled it open to see Buffy.
"How is she?" Buffy asked quietly.
Tara automatically shrugged. "She's holding up. Come on in."
Buffy walked in and looked over at Willow. She was pure white, had dark circles around her eyes and looked small and frail in the large bed.
Willow tried to smile at Buffy but knew she was failing miserably.
The slayer sat next to her best friend and stroked her hair. "Hey." She said tearfully.
Willow's expression matched Buffy's. "How is Dawn?" She forced out.
Buffy sighed, deciding to answer truthfully. "She's not exactly cheerful. Her wrist is hurting but she's content watching cartoons." The guilt in Willow's eyes were burning holes through Buffy. "Will, stop it. She's ok and you're getting better. That's all that matters now."
Willow tried to swallow her emotions back. "It doesn't feel like anything will be ok." Willow told her sadly.