AN: Hey! so it's been a long time for this fic but I've gotten back into it. So hopefully you guys will too. Have fun, R&R.
Part 2
Xander ran up the stairs of the Summers house when he heard shouts of anguish. His heart was racing, Buffy had sent him in to call the police and check on Willow and Tara. He knew in his heart the crying wasn't Willow's.
Running to her room he burst in to see Tara clutching Willow, sobbing like He'd never seen anyone cry. He stopped dead. Willow. His best friend since he was 5. She couldn't be gone.
He wasn't letting that happen so he quickly ran back down the hall and grabbed the phone and dialled 911. He answered all their questions on autopilot, all he could think about was Willow. He'd kill that bastard Warren. Before he had time to think about killing Warren in detail the police arrived closely followed by the ambulance.
Buffy roughly handed over Warren while Xander lead the way to Willow. They quickly tried to detach Tara and get to their patient, which Xander successfully helped with. He led her outside finding that she was too distraught to put up much of a fight.
As he got Tara out of the door he then had to catch Buffy before she went steaming in. She didn't need to witness paramedics working on her best friend.
Buffy began to fight against him but quickly told herself to stop, that now wasn't the time. Xander was surprisingly calm but when she looked into his eyes she saw just how terrified he was. And Tara. Her heart broke when she looked at the sobbing blonde. She had slid down the wall and sat hugging her knee's, hands blood stained.
Buffy kneeled down in front of Tara. She was thankful for her slayer coping abilities right then, she'd be no use if she fell apart. She gently stroked the side the Tara's head in a comforting motion. She took Tara's bloody hands and began to stand up. "Let's clean you up." She said quietly to her.
Tara's body seem to comply though her mind had no idea. All she knew was Willow was dead or dying and that she was dying along with her.
Buffy led Tara to the bathroom, leaving Xander to stand guard. She knew Xander didn't need her yet but Tara did.
She put on the taps at the sink and guided Tara's trembling hands under. The water began to flow red and Buffy's eyes welled with tears but she wouldn't shed them, not yet.
Tara also had a bad reaction to the red river and dived for the toilet bowl. She threw up everything in her stomach. Buffy sat behind her and held her hair back trying to sooth the blonde.
When she finished she fell back against and her sobs broke the air again. Buffy wrapped her arms around her shoulders. She tried to make comforting sounds but she knew it was useless.
Xander once again burst into the room. "They're leaving. I'm going with her. You take the car to the hospital." He said in a rush but Buffy didn't miss his meaning. He didn't want either of the girls to have to sit there and watch Willow fight for her life in the back of an ambulance.
Xander had come and gone in seconds, not long enough for Tara to even know he was there nevermind what he said. Buffy also wanted to protect Tara from seeing Willow carried out of the house on a stretcher in god knows what state so she waited another few minutes before trying to move Tara.
She carefully let Tara lean against the wall and shifted so she was now sitting in front of her. She took the distraught woman's face in her hands to make eye contact. "We have to go to the hospital, ok? Can you do that?" When there was no response she added. "Tara, I know. But we have to be strong for her right now."
Tara slowly gave a nod.
Buffy tried to give her a reassuring smile. "Come on." She said as she helped Tara to her feet then led her swiftly by her room and down to the car.
