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Chapter 5

The day had passed faster than Giles had anticipated. Faith was now in her room, under her covers, with her bear wrapped in her arms. At first she didn't want Tara to leave her alone in her big room. Giles had sat on Faiths bed while Tara tidied up the room which Faith had spent hours playing in. It was remarkable how Faith reacted to things. Things which many children took for granted she treasured and loved with great enthusiasm. Like milk with her dinner had been the best thing in the world to her. She had three glasses. Plus two glasses of water. And she had thanked Andrew about fifty times for the spaghetti and meatballs, salad and garlic bread that he had made. But now she was afraid to be alone. Afraid that someone would get her. Giles had picked up the bear which was on the floor. Placed it next to her in bed.

"Faith This bear, he's not just a regular bear." He told her in a soothing tone. "His name is Billy, and he's very special you know why." Faith shook her head. " He has magical powers, If you hold on to Billy really tight no bad things can come near you are hurt you." Faiths eye's went wide.

"Really?" She asked

"Yeah Really. Now hold on to him tight." Faith did as she was told and watched as both Tara and Giles left. The night light shone brightly. Faith snuggled closer to her bear peering around her new surroundings. Feeling safe for the first time in her life she closed her eyes and was asleep within minutes.

Tara's mind was going about million mills per second. She was a mother now. In one day she had went from a single Wicca, to a mother of a five year old child. Who would most likely have some serious issues once everything started to sink in. She had gone up to the roof. A garden had been set up for those who liked the out doors. Tara loved to garden and found herself up on the roof often. She had been up there for over half an hour and everything still seamed so screwed up. She wasn't used to this. Tara was the one who had everything together. Who took everything in stride. She was thankful that she had managed to keep her cool in front of the others during dinner. But now sitting against the ledge of the roof breathing in the cool crisp air, her chest was constricting with panic, and her eye's were burning with tears. What was she doing. A hand on her shoulder shocked her out of her panic attack. She looked up into the caring blue eye's of Giles, and smiled meekly, wondering how long he had been there.

"Hey." He said as he sat down next to her. "You okay."

"Giles I. I can't be a mother. I mean god I know nothing about motherhood. Nothing about kids." She shook her head putting her head in her hands letting out a sob in frustration.

"Tara, are you kidding. You are a mother. Even before Faith came along. To Dawn, to everyone around you. Being a mother isn't knowing everything. It's about doing everything you can so your child grows up healthy, strong, and independent. Doing the best you can is more than good enough. It's more than anyone can expect. You will be a wonderful mother." Tara was looking at him. Her beautiful eye's shining with tears. Giles smiled and wrapped his arms around her. Tara clung to him, desperately trying to find some sort of comfort, and reassurance.

"Thank you so much Rupert, thank you."

Her voice was small and scared. But when she said his name his breath caught. She had the most beautiful voice he had ever heard and the way it caressed his name gave him chills. She looked up into his eye's. 'She's so beautiful.' He thought as he bent his head to kiss her full lips that had been taunting him for so long. His lips were an inch from hers, Tara's breathing was coming fast and heavy. Giles seamed to come to his senses and jerked back. Tara's eye's had gotten heavy, and she looked at him with disappointment. A fact that didn't seem to register with him. He blushed and backed away from her. As Tara tried to compose herself.

"Tara, god I'm so sorry. I mean I-I'm sorry, your ..."

"I'm what." She asked grasping his arm and looking him straight in the eye's. "I'm what Rupert." He swallowed

"Your beautiful." He looked deep in her eye's almost leaning in to kiss her again, before looking away. "And very young, much to young for me, and well, Um.."

"Gay." She whispered he looked back up and nodded in a matter of fact way. "First, thank you but I'm not beautiful." He was about to argue. "Let me finish. Age doesn't matter. Not to me. The connection with the soul is what matters. That goes along with the gender." He was shocked at that. Buy in his head Tara was way to good for him. She deserved someone young, pure, and everything he wasn't.

"Tara, I don't think this is.."

He was stopped by her lips on his and her arms wrapped around his neck pulling him close to her. The sensation was incredible. Her soft lips causing his nerve endings to go haywire. Tara depended the kiss pressing her body into his. Giles wrapping his arms around her pulling Tara into his lap. He opened his mouth as an invention when Tara ran her tongue across his bottom lip. She explored his mouth drinking in his hot wonderful taste, groaning when Giles pulled her tongue between his teeth sucking slightly on the tip of her tongue, a tongue that tasted slightly of bubble gum. The kiss grew more urgent and Giles found his hands under Tara's blouse caressing the soft skin on her back. Tara's hands were buried in his hair. Tara pulled away reluctantly, breathing heavily. Giles stared at her in disbelief. He had no idea how incredible a kisser she was, if he had he would have kissed her along time ago. Tara had composed herself, only for Giles to lean up and capture her lips again. It had been along time since Giles had had a snoging session, he had thought it was juvenial. But at this moment he was enjoying himself immensely. Tara could do things with her tongue that he had never dreamed of. And she tasted so wonderful, so sweat. He wanted to be here with her in his arms forever.

TBC..

Sorry the chapter was so short the next one well be longer. Pleeeese review.