Title: Half of my soul and all of my heart
Author: ladydewinter
Email: ladydewinter@gmx.net
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: W/K first, but I don't really like them...so W/T eventually :-) And this is becoming B/S as well, it seems.
Setting: The story takes place roughly after The Killer in Me, so spoilers up to then. And if you have no idea about Season Three of Angel you'll be spoilt as well...so don't come running to me *lol*
Disclaimer: Willow, Tara, Kennedy, Anya et. al belong to Joss Whedon and ME and - hey you know whom they belong to. The story however is mine. Oh, the title is taken from a book called "Magic's Promise" by Mercedes Lackey. And there may be quotes from the show included in this story - I haven't really marked them, but if it sounds familiar - I mean it as an homage, I don't wanna violate any copyright, really. Please don't sue me!
Feedback: I can't stop to thank you all for the nice feedback I get - I'm so glad you like this story. And I'm glad I started writing it. So let me say it once more, with feeling: THANKS!
Distribution: If you want it, you can have it, just let me know where it ends up.
Summary: The dream - continued....
***
The two Slayers both turned around in shock. Now they were facing the other Tara. "What?" they asked in unison.
"I- I mean - it is a dream, but I think you can do something." Tara smiled at them tentatively. "Hi. I'm Tara. Are you the other Slayer?" she asked, looking at Faith.
"Yes... I'm Faith."
"Hi Faith," Tara said.
"Um, I don't wanna hurt your feelings, but this is kinda creepy...being in this dream...watching you and your double...and Red and her double...and now you talking to us...you being dead and all," Faith said. "And by the way, I know you already. I met you in Buffy's body at the Bronze."
"Sorry?" Tara looked confused. "I don't - oh. Um - anyway, I know this must seem strange to you, but I think you have had some other strange experiences already, so...let me explain. I think I have to hurry a bit, I don't know exactly how much time I have."
Buffy had just been standing there, watching Tara. Now she couldn't help herself any longer - she went over to her friend and hugged her. "Tara. It's so good to see you - even just in a dream."
"Hey Buffy. I'm glad to meet you - the other you."
"Huh?" Buffy freed herself from the embrace. "The other me? There is another me?"
"I told you I was going to explain." Tara smiled. "I'm - I'm not the Tara you know. I'm from another dimension. And in this other dimension there is a Buffy as well. Probably a Faith as well," she turned to the other Slayer, "but I don't know her," she said apologetically.
"Never mind." Faith replied. "Other dimensions, huh? Had something like that before, hadn't we?"
"You have experience in this? Then you might be able to help me!" Tara seemed excited.
"In this world...is there a Willow as well?" Buffy asked.
"There was - she got killed. And - this is why I am here now. It seems as if the Powers that Be - they seem to want to give us a second shot, Willow and me, that is. I had this dream you were just in, and I saw two Willows, like you did, but I don't think she saw me. I went to this esoteric bookshop guy, Mr Giles and-"
"Giles owns an esoteric bookshop? Cute." Buffy grinned.
"Well," Tara continued, "he told me all this strange stuff.. I always thought it belonged to fantasy books and fairy tales and horror movies...he told me about different dimensions, vampires, Slayers, demons, witches...about all the stuff you must know pretty well. And he told me there might be a chance to cross dimensions...so I could get back to Willow."
"So why don't you just do it?" Faith wanted to know.
"I would - if I knew how. That's the problem - we don't have any idea how to do it. All we have are a couple of diaries by your Giles we guess...and we thought... if we could contact someone of you...you might perhaps be able to help us...I mean, you must have books on this?"
"I think we might - but why us? Why didn't you contact Willow?" Buffy asked.
"Um... it seemed as if you Slayers are pretty sensitive concerning dreams...and then..." Tara stopped.
"What is it?"
"I don't know - but I wasn't really sure if Willow - your Willow would want me to come - I mean, she didn't see me, did she? And if-"
"She totally would want to see you again," Buffy said. "If there is one thing I am positive about it's that. If you can get to here, do - it would mean the world to her - you are the world to her. Besides, it looks as if we need you to stop the Apocalypse."
"You need me?" Tara sounded a bit unbelieving. "Well, okay, do you think you can find a way for me to cross dimensions?"
"We'll see what we can do." Buffy smiled reassuringly. "How - how can we get back to you? I guess we can't just write an email."
"I guess you can't. I'll - I'll try to contact you again in - how much time do you need?"
"I don't know, three days? I think we should be able to find something by then."
"In three days then...Buffy?"
"Yes?"
"Is - is she alright? Willow, I mean?"
"Yes, she is. She misses you a lot, though."
"I miss her, too. I - did she kill anybody?"
"Why do you think that?" Buffy asked, not really wanting to answer that question. She shouldn't be the one to tell her about Evil Willow.
"I don't know, it's just that - in the dream, after I - my DreamSelf - was shot, she killed my murderer."
"You watched yourself getting killed in your dream?" Faith asked, trying to change he topic at least a bit. She sensed that Buffy didn't really want to answer that question about Willow. "That must've been - harsh."
"I don't know, it wasn't that bad - oh." Tara looked down at herself. "I think it's time for me to wake up." She suddenly got dimmer....or see through-y...it was pretty strange, Buffy looked. A bit like a Fata Morgana or something.
"So...see you in three days?" Faith said, trying to sound as if this all was a run of the mill experience for her...meeting a dead person in a dream, and having an appointment with her.
"Yes - see you in three days." Tara smiled at them while dissolving further. "Tell Willow I love her." The last thing they saw was her smile.
"That was odd," Buffy said.
"Yeah, a bit like the Cheshire Cat." Faith grinned. "So what are we gonna do now?"
"I think we should wake up."
Author: ladydewinter
Email: ladydewinter@gmx.net
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: W/K first, but I don't really like them...so W/T eventually :-) And this is becoming B/S as well, it seems.
Setting: The story takes place roughly after The Killer in Me, so spoilers up to then. And if you have no idea about Season Three of Angel you'll be spoilt as well...so don't come running to me *lol*
Disclaimer: Willow, Tara, Kennedy, Anya et. al belong to Joss Whedon and ME and - hey you know whom they belong to. The story however is mine. Oh, the title is taken from a book called "Magic's Promise" by Mercedes Lackey. And there may be quotes from the show included in this story - I haven't really marked them, but if it sounds familiar - I mean it as an homage, I don't wanna violate any copyright, really. Please don't sue me!
Feedback: I can't stop to thank you all for the nice feedback I get - I'm so glad you like this story. And I'm glad I started writing it. So let me say it once more, with feeling: THANKS!
Distribution: If you want it, you can have it, just let me know where it ends up.
Summary: The dream - continued....
***
The two Slayers both turned around in shock. Now they were facing the other Tara. "What?" they asked in unison.
"I- I mean - it is a dream, but I think you can do something." Tara smiled at them tentatively. "Hi. I'm Tara. Are you the other Slayer?" she asked, looking at Faith.
"Yes... I'm Faith."
"Hi Faith," Tara said.
"Um, I don't wanna hurt your feelings, but this is kinda creepy...being in this dream...watching you and your double...and Red and her double...and now you talking to us...you being dead and all," Faith said. "And by the way, I know you already. I met you in Buffy's body at the Bronze."
"Sorry?" Tara looked confused. "I don't - oh. Um - anyway, I know this must seem strange to you, but I think you have had some other strange experiences already, so...let me explain. I think I have to hurry a bit, I don't know exactly how much time I have."
Buffy had just been standing there, watching Tara. Now she couldn't help herself any longer - she went over to her friend and hugged her. "Tara. It's so good to see you - even just in a dream."
"Hey Buffy. I'm glad to meet you - the other you."
"Huh?" Buffy freed herself from the embrace. "The other me? There is another me?"
"I told you I was going to explain." Tara smiled. "I'm - I'm not the Tara you know. I'm from another dimension. And in this other dimension there is a Buffy as well. Probably a Faith as well," she turned to the other Slayer, "but I don't know her," she said apologetically.
"Never mind." Faith replied. "Other dimensions, huh? Had something like that before, hadn't we?"
"You have experience in this? Then you might be able to help me!" Tara seemed excited.
"In this world...is there a Willow as well?" Buffy asked.
"There was - she got killed. And - this is why I am here now. It seems as if the Powers that Be - they seem to want to give us a second shot, Willow and me, that is. I had this dream you were just in, and I saw two Willows, like you did, but I don't think she saw me. I went to this esoteric bookshop guy, Mr Giles and-"
"Giles owns an esoteric bookshop? Cute." Buffy grinned.
"Well," Tara continued, "he told me all this strange stuff.. I always thought it belonged to fantasy books and fairy tales and horror movies...he told me about different dimensions, vampires, Slayers, demons, witches...about all the stuff you must know pretty well. And he told me there might be a chance to cross dimensions...so I could get back to Willow."
"So why don't you just do it?" Faith wanted to know.
"I would - if I knew how. That's the problem - we don't have any idea how to do it. All we have are a couple of diaries by your Giles we guess...and we thought... if we could contact someone of you...you might perhaps be able to help us...I mean, you must have books on this?"
"I think we might - but why us? Why didn't you contact Willow?" Buffy asked.
"Um... it seemed as if you Slayers are pretty sensitive concerning dreams...and then..." Tara stopped.
"What is it?"
"I don't know - but I wasn't really sure if Willow - your Willow would want me to come - I mean, she didn't see me, did she? And if-"
"She totally would want to see you again," Buffy said. "If there is one thing I am positive about it's that. If you can get to here, do - it would mean the world to her - you are the world to her. Besides, it looks as if we need you to stop the Apocalypse."
"You need me?" Tara sounded a bit unbelieving. "Well, okay, do you think you can find a way for me to cross dimensions?"
"We'll see what we can do." Buffy smiled reassuringly. "How - how can we get back to you? I guess we can't just write an email."
"I guess you can't. I'll - I'll try to contact you again in - how much time do you need?"
"I don't know, three days? I think we should be able to find something by then."
"In three days then...Buffy?"
"Yes?"
"Is - is she alright? Willow, I mean?"
"Yes, she is. She misses you a lot, though."
"I miss her, too. I - did she kill anybody?"
"Why do you think that?" Buffy asked, not really wanting to answer that question. She shouldn't be the one to tell her about Evil Willow.
"I don't know, it's just that - in the dream, after I - my DreamSelf - was shot, she killed my murderer."
"You watched yourself getting killed in your dream?" Faith asked, trying to change he topic at least a bit. She sensed that Buffy didn't really want to answer that question about Willow. "That must've been - harsh."
"I don't know, it wasn't that bad - oh." Tara looked down at herself. "I think it's time for me to wake up." She suddenly got dimmer....or see through-y...it was pretty strange, Buffy looked. A bit like a Fata Morgana or something.
"So...see you in three days?" Faith said, trying to sound as if this all was a run of the mill experience for her...meeting a dead person in a dream, and having an appointment with her.
"Yes - see you in three days." Tara smiled at them while dissolving further. "Tell Willow I love her." The last thing they saw was her smile.
"That was odd," Buffy said.
"Yeah, a bit like the Cheshire Cat." Faith grinned. "So what are we gonna do now?"
"I think we should wake up."