Wow its been a while since ive updated. Sorry it took so long. When i got to Ohio i had no connection for my laptop to the internet which is how i upload my stories so i had to find a jump drive to save it on and... ugh it was a mess. Not to mention the chapter getting deleted... i was pissed for days. Well i rewrote it and i have to say its much better than the first copy i wrote. This chapter is not edited so expect mistakes and tell me where i made them so i can correct em.

Disclaimer: Dont own BtVS. If i did oh the possiblilties....

Chapter 4

~2 days ago~

There was a series of bangs on the door of the McClay residence. After a few moments stomping could be heard as a large man made his way to the door. Daniel McClay had been having a bad night(I have dubbed him Daniel!). Not only has his daughter not fixed dinner but she hadn't even returned home. Now there was somebody banging on his door at 2 in the morning.

The door swung open, "Who in da hell-" Mr. McClay cut off immediately at the sight laid out before him. There leaning against the door jam. bent over in what could only be pain, was his son. A swollen face looked up. His throat and crooked jaw moved but no sound passed his lips. Donny stared at his gaping father with pleading eyes before passing out. Mr. McClay caught his son as he fell forwards in the door way. "Donnie! DONNIE!!!" Mr. McClay yelled trying to wake is son. He knew it was fruitless. (by the way is it Donny or Donnie? cuz im not sure please correct me if im wrong)

Mr. McClay gawked at his son's condition. Donnie's left eye was completely swollen shut and a dark purple all around. His jaw had another bruise and was at an odd angle. There was dried blood on his face along with some on his shirt where it had obviously dripped. Mr. McClay couldn't believe what he was seeing. How could some one do this to his perfect son (*snort* he beat on his sister, it was pretty easy and I enjoyed it).

Mr. McClay gathered his bearings gently placed Donny on bench sitting on the porch and as fast as he could ran inside to call an ambulance. After telling them the address he ran back to his son to wait.

~4hours later~

Mr. McClay stood up as the doctor walked towards him. "Is he gonna be alright? Any permanent damage?" Dr. Jones was surprised to see worry in the older mans eyes. He had just moved here about 5 years ago to get away for the craziness of LA. Like everyone else Jones heard the rumors surrounding the McClay family. He had actually treated the mans wife before she passed away. Even his daughter who turned up because of some "accident" with falling down the stairs.

He could see the fear in the girls eyes whenever her father came for a check-up. Dr. Jones knew those bruises where not from a stairway fall.

Dr. Jones put on what he called his professional face before answering, "He's gonna be fine. We had to do surgery, your son suffered some internal bleeding along with 4 cracked ribs." The doctor couldn't help but feel some sympathy for the boy. "His jaw was also broken so we put a couple of pins to keep it in place. He will literally be eating through a straw for some weeks." Mr. McClay (from now on I'm referring to him as Daniel its too much trouble trying to type Mr. McClay all the time.)

"Sir do you know how your son obtained these injuries." the doctor asked curious. It wasn't everyday they got a person beat to this extent in this town or that someone would do that to a person of the boys size. Its unusual to see a football player get beat. Daniel shook his head. "No he just turned up at home like this then passed out before I could ask what happened. Can I see him?" the doctor nodded then indicated to follow him.

Walking into the room all Daniel could do was blink. The white was a bit uncomfortable, but seeing Donny, covered in bandages and seemingly endless tubes hooked up to him was almost to much to handle. His boy has never looked so fragile. He had bandages wrapped around his jaw to his head keeping his jaw in place. Under the hospital gown that was showing was more bandages. The rest was covered by blankets.

Pulling up a chair he sat as close to his son as possible. The doctor left the room quietly, off to tell a few nurses some hospital gossip they loved so much and maybe get some more info on the mysterious McClay family.

Daniel sat and thought. First and foremost was the worry for Donny. Then the anger came. No one should have done this. Donny was his pride and joy, his perfect child, the one he loved the most. That daughter of his hadn't even shown up but something in his gut was telling him that this was her fault. Daniel couldn't wait till he got his hands on Tara. 'That girl will never know what hit her and this time I will make sure she won't walk away…'

~~Back to the Present~~

Buffy lay still. With eyes closed, pale skin, no rise and falling movement from her chest one would think she was dead. Well technically she is. Suddenly eye lids snapped open and hazel pierced the darkness that surrounded her. She lets her senses reach out. Immediately she knew that her "guest" was not in the place she left her. Reaching out even further she found her. She was somewhere downstairs.

It would seem that even with the sleeping spell placed in the room the girl was powerful enough to break it. And without Buffy knowing. Impressed was exactly what Buffy was feeling. Not many people can break that spell. Actually there was a combination of a some Calming and Sleeping spells put on the room. Helps with the inner demon inside.

Sitting up Buffy moved to the end of the large bed and stepped off. Even without a clock or any windows she knew it was 6:45 in the evening. Sunset wasn't for another 27 minutes. Being a vampire did have its perks like your own internal clock. But that never explained how vampires turned up at the most inopportune times.

Before walking out the oak door she grabbed a silk robe. Before going to bed she had stripped down to her underwear. It wouldn't do for Tara to see her almost naked, the girl would surely die from the blood rushing to her head in embarrassment, though Buffy wouldn't mind seeing that cute blush she decided to spare Tara.

The hallway was built to let vampires through with out the worry of becoming dust. She silently made her way to the top of the stairway then down them. Going through the hall way she cursed under her breath. For the first time in decades Buffy made a mistake. The living room was a wide open space. Large windows face the west to see the sunset but keep away from the risings sun.

Usually the blinds were shut tight but before finding Tara she left them open, just to gaze at the moon which was strangely full. It was supposed to be a half moon.

But that wasn't what was making her curse inaudibly. It was the fact that Tara stood in front of the windows absorbing the sunlight or watching the sunset she couldn't tell, all the blond knew was that the other was unreachable.

Staying in the doorway Buffy was shocked when Tara turned towards her with a soft smile. That look told her everything. Buffy spoke softly, "You know…." TBC

Well this is a bit shorter than i intended but i like it. That sorta flash back scene with Donnie and Daniel was difficult to write. I didnt know how to fill in the middle. Ive already started on the next chapter. The next part will be the explanation and Tara's point of view.

Just to let you know i now only write during the weekdays. Right now i jus trying to get back into the writing patteren. Moving across states throws off your entire system. Now please push the little greem button below this wonderful chapter and let me know what ya think. Pwetty Pwease!!