Insanity
by
Cynthia Taz
For disclaimer and such please refer to chapter 1.
- BUFFY'S POV -
What the heck?
First something stops me before I can reach that damn vampire, and the next think I know, I am flying back towards the wall.
I can hear Xander, Tara and Dawn screaming my name, running towards me.
Arrrrrrrrrr. My back.
"Bad slayer!"
Okay. Is that because I hurt my head or did Willow just call me 'bad slayer'?
"You big, evil, meany bad slayer! You are m-mean a-and bad and... BAD!"
Okay. I don't think Dru will use the word 'meany' or babble like that, won't she?
I look up at them.
What the- is Dru doing what I think she's doing?
Dru put her arms around Willow's shoulder, again, pulling her towards herself. Willow just let her... actually, she moves along with Dru and buries her own face in her shoulder.
"Shh... don't cry little tree. Shh..."
Is Dru calming Willow? What the heck?
- XANDER'S POV -
I still vote for not inviting Dru into the house.
But what can we do? I mean, Willow is holding Dru tight like her life depends on it. She even calls out some mojo-jumbo to stop anyone from going near them, not even Tara can de-mojo it.
And we can't just let Willow stay outside the house, right? Besides, if we don't let Dru in, she will take Willow away before the sun rises.
And more importantly, Willow will follow her without any doubt.
So, Buffy let Dru in - just for a day - until we figure out what to do.
Willow is now staying with Dru in the basement. We try to get her into Buffy's room, but Willow screamed like seeing Darth Vader himself whenever we try to get her to the second floor. So, at last, we put her in the basement...
With Dru.
I still vote for leaving Dru out in the sun.
- TARA'S POV -
Buffy is calling Angel right now. She has sent Dawn up into her room, with a double lock on it.
She said Drusilla is really dangerous. She said she is a vampire witch.
I know.
And I don't care.
She is with Willow.
My Willow.
That's why I'm now in the basement, against Buffy's warning -
Staring at Drusilla...
Staring at Willow.
Drusilla is now sitting on the mattress on the floor, her back against the wall, with Willow's head on her lap. You can see Willow's sleeping... even though it isn't a peaceful one.
Drusilla's hand is moving ups and downs along Willow's arm, humming a soft lullaby. Suddenly, she stops, and looks at me.
"You bring light."
"You said that before."
Drusilla smiles at me - not the way she has been smiling since she appeared tonight, but a warm, mature smile you can get from an old kind woman. I smile back at her, before looking down at Willow, who is sobbing in her dream.
"Nightmares. Sometimes visions."
Drusilla's figure traces Willow's frowning eyebrows slowly.
"It never ends."
"Visions..."
"Like the one she had earlier."
"You mean... But how..."
Drusilla points at the ceiling. The Powers.
I have been researching on Drusilla since Willow's gone. I finally understand why the Powers wants Willow to be with the vampire. But why Willow? Why my baby?
"We are different, yet the same. It's painful. It's death."
"Is..."
I have to ask. I have to know.
"Is she..."
"Insane? Depends on your definition. Fine? Depends on your points of view."
"But she isn't acting like herself."
"Who is she then? Who should be the one who define who she is? Doctors? Families? Friends?"
Pauses.
"You?"
Me? Should I? Am I? I never try to define who Willow is, have I? I never- Willow?
Willow screams, and jumps up. Dru holds her immediately. I can hear Buffy and Xander running down the stairs, but I don't care.
Because all I can see is my baby crying uncontrollable in Drusilla's arms... in some Master vampire's arms...
But not mine.