Everything was perfect.
Willow had spent the day trying to find her way around the sewers. Finally, she had come up under main street. First to the magic box for some supplies, handcuffs and dark magick spell books, then on to the other stores for pillows, sheets and blankets.
Now she was in the back room of the Bronze. Tara was lying perfectly still on the floor. Willow had made a bed for her with pillows, and she was lying on them, hiden by a crimson sheet. Amy was in the corner, handcuffed to a grate in the floor.
"Oonahep, cunarai, moonunkey." She chanted.
"Nuh uh uh." Willow scolded. "Bad puppy."
Amy took no notice and continued chanting. "Oonahep, cunaria, moonenkey."
"Puppy, stop it. You'll wear yourself out. You should know by now that-"
Willow faltered. "That-"
She let out a sob and collapsed.
"I'm worried about Willow." Buffy said, pacing the magic box.
"We all are Buff." Xander conforted her. "She's dealing with some pretty powerful stuff."
"She shouldn't abuse her magick that way." Anya pointed out the obvious yet again.
"That's not what I mean. She hasn't been home all day. I haven't seen her since last night." Explained Buffy
"She's probably out with Amy still. You know how they've been lately."
"No." Said Buffy. "I rang Amy's house. Her dad hasn't seen her since she ratted. She hasn't been home at all."
The ever-shrinking gang of scoobies looked at each-other, overwhelmed and worried as they all thought the same thing.
Tara panicked, a wild variety of thoughts rushing through her head. *WILLOW!* *Where am I?* *Food* *Ow!* *Not food, blood* *Blood and kill* *Willow...*
"Jeez, shut up." Amy muttered to herself.
"What?"
"Sorry. I've been doing spells on myself all day to try to get out of this." She motioned to the 'cuffs. "I can't get out, but I can do a lot of other things. You're pretty powerful. Willow never told me." Said Amy matter-of-fact-ively.
"Willow... She did this?"
"She did you. Some geek did me." *Why are my parents always complete losers?* She thought to herself, carefully making sure Tara didn't hear her.
"I'm, a v-v-v-vampire?" She stuttered, touching her face.
"Don't worry. It'll set in soon."
Tara took no notice. "Willow, how could you? I can't-"
*Here she goes. Finally* Thought Amy
Something clicked in Tara as the last of her soul drained away.
"Where is she?" She asked. "I need to see her."
"Over there." Amy nodded over to where Willow was lying on the floor. "She maxed out a couple of hours ago. That's her problem." Amy said, drowning out on the last sentence.
"Willow?" Tara asked lovingly, shaking her gently. "Wake up." She kissed her lover softly.
"Tara?" Willow asked, her eyes still closed.
"I'm here baby."
"It worked. Your here, your..."
"I'm yours."
--------------Author's Note--------------
Sorry that all the chapters are pretty short, there will be a lot of them. Also sorry about the soppy, ending, they'll start killing things soon, I just thought I'd let them bathe in each-other's love a bit first.
--------------Author's Note--------------
Willow had spent the day trying to find her way around the sewers. Finally, she had come up under main street. First to the magic box for some supplies, handcuffs and dark magick spell books, then on to the other stores for pillows, sheets and blankets.
Now she was in the back room of the Bronze. Tara was lying perfectly still on the floor. Willow had made a bed for her with pillows, and she was lying on them, hiden by a crimson sheet. Amy was in the corner, handcuffed to a grate in the floor.
"Oonahep, cunarai, moonunkey." She chanted.
"Nuh uh uh." Willow scolded. "Bad puppy."
Amy took no notice and continued chanting. "Oonahep, cunaria, moonenkey."
"Puppy, stop it. You'll wear yourself out. You should know by now that-"
Willow faltered. "That-"
She let out a sob and collapsed.
"I'm worried about Willow." Buffy said, pacing the magic box.
"We all are Buff." Xander conforted her. "She's dealing with some pretty powerful stuff."
"She shouldn't abuse her magick that way." Anya pointed out the obvious yet again.
"That's not what I mean. She hasn't been home all day. I haven't seen her since last night." Explained Buffy
"She's probably out with Amy still. You know how they've been lately."
"No." Said Buffy. "I rang Amy's house. Her dad hasn't seen her since she ratted. She hasn't been home at all."
The ever-shrinking gang of scoobies looked at each-other, overwhelmed and worried as they all thought the same thing.
Tara panicked, a wild variety of thoughts rushing through her head. *WILLOW!* *Where am I?* *Food* *Ow!* *Not food, blood* *Blood and kill* *Willow...*
"Jeez, shut up." Amy muttered to herself.
"What?"
"Sorry. I've been doing spells on myself all day to try to get out of this." She motioned to the 'cuffs. "I can't get out, but I can do a lot of other things. You're pretty powerful. Willow never told me." Said Amy matter-of-fact-ively.
"Willow... She did this?"
"She did you. Some geek did me." *Why are my parents always complete losers?* She thought to herself, carefully making sure Tara didn't hear her.
"I'm, a v-v-v-vampire?" She stuttered, touching her face.
"Don't worry. It'll set in soon."
Tara took no notice. "Willow, how could you? I can't-"
*Here she goes. Finally* Thought Amy
Something clicked in Tara as the last of her soul drained away.
"Where is she?" She asked. "I need to see her."
"Over there." Amy nodded over to where Willow was lying on the floor. "She maxed out a couple of hours ago. That's her problem." Amy said, drowning out on the last sentence.
"Willow?" Tara asked lovingly, shaking her gently. "Wake up." She kissed her lover softly.
"Tara?" Willow asked, her eyes still closed.
"I'm here baby."
"It worked. Your here, your..."
"I'm yours."
--------------Author's Note--------------
Sorry that all the chapters are pretty short, there will be a lot of them. Also sorry about the soppy, ending, they'll start killing things soon, I just thought I'd let them bathe in each-other's love a bit first.
--------------Author's Note--------------