On the Other Side

[DarkChild]

On the Other Side







Chapter One







Disclaimer: As many of you can probable tell, and with this being the fan fiction section of the site, I do not own Buffy in any way.



Rating: PG-13



Couples: W/T (obviously), B/S?, F/?, X/?



Summary: Tara was living a happy life in Southern California when her father was elected major of a small town called Sunnydale. With a promise to the public to keep, her father decides to move the two of them there, in the hopes of turning the town around.



Note: There are no vampires, demons, witches or anything of the like. Sunnydale is still the Hellmouth, however, this is just a nickname.



















Tara stood at the entrance to her new home. It wasn’t as big as her old one, she’d give it that. She set her suitcase onto the floor and went out to the car to help her father unload.



"Dad, how long are we going to be staying here?" She didn’t feel all that safe. Everyone knew that Sunnydale had one of the highest death and crime rates.



"I honestly don’t know Tara. I’d like to do some good in this town." Giles handed a suitcase to his daughter. The two of them walked into the house.



"There are four rooms Tara, go find the one you want."



The blond slowly made her way up the stairs. If she was going to be staying here, she would at least have a decent room. She sighed. Her father had moved her to a place where hardly anybody went to school. She was going to have a very long year. Chances were, no one would be interested in being tutored. Maybe I can find another way to help. Another sigh. Well, if there’s one thing Dad and I have in common, it’s that we both like to help people.



When she was younger, she had thought the reason he wanted to help people so much was because he was British. And she, having lived in England for about a year, had picked it up from him.



It was a silly thing to think. Nice too. It always managed to give her a good laugh when she was feeling a down.











Tara had been going to the private school that her father had signed her up for, for about a week. So far, she had made no friends. Many of the girls had in fact, taken to picking on her. And having a stutter didn’t help it any.



She walked over to the old oak tree that she normally ate lunch under. When she got there, she realized that there was someone sitting up on the tree. Sleeping to be more precise.



Feeling slightly uncomfortable, she began to back away. Until she caught a glimpse of the girl that was there. She felt her heart leap.



The girl was small. She could tell just by looking at her. With the sun hitting her fiery red hair, she looked like a goddess in the blond girl’s eyes.



Tara was only vaguely aware of other people walking by. She finally managed to tear her eyes away from the vision. That was due to the fact that the other girl had woken up. Uh oh. What if she caught me staring?!



When the girl’s feet hit the ground, the blond could finally get a clear view of her. She wasn’t just small; he was skinny. And pale. She was dressed in a pair of sweats and tee. She had a pair of gloves on each hand.



Tara opened her mouth to speak, but the girl was already gone.

[allykat]

Very cool start!!!

More soon, please?

[Blue Channel]

Seems really interesting, I like the whole concept of it...please continue?

[sam darls]

I liked the start of this..Love sammi xx

[Draco119]

Hey sweetie! I got your message, saying that you had a new fic...so here I am and I must say...I love it! Tara as Giles' daughter is always a really neat concept. Like in your other story how you made Willow and Faith sisters. I can't wait to read more on this fic and the others you have posted.

[DarkChild]

Chapter Two















Disclaimer: As many of you can probable tell, and with this being the fan fiction section of the site, I do not own Buffy in any way.



Rating: PG-13



Couples: W/T (obviously), B/S?, F/?, X/?



Summary: Tara was living a happy life in Southern California when her father was elected major of a small town called Sunnydale. With a promise to the public to keep, her father decides to move the two of them there, in the hopes of turning the town around.



Note: There are no vampires, demons, witches or anything of the like. Sunnydale is still the Hellmouth; however, this is just a nickname.















Tara burst through the door, startling her father. She must have looked somewhat maniacal, because that look on his face…



Giles jumped up and rushed to his daughter’s side. "What is it Tara? Did something happen?"



The blond managed to calm herself down. "Sorry. Nothing’s wrong."



Giles sighed in relief. "Then what the bloody hell were you doing?"



"I…um…sorta met someone today."



"What’s her name?" She had told him years ago that she was gay. He had known years before that though.



"I…don’t know."



"Let me get this straight," he paused a moment, "you like her," a nod, "but you don’t know her name."



"Yeah." Tara smiled sheepishly.



"Where’d you meet her?"



"School."



"I thought you said that you hadn’t met anyone." Giles gave her a small smile.



"I hadn’t. I mean, until today I’d never seen her."



Now Giles went into parenting mode. "Are you sure she goes there. Where exactly did you two meet?"



"You know that tree I told you about?" a nod, " That’s where I met her. She was um…sleeping in it."



"Sleeping in it?"



Blush covered the blond girl’s face. "Yeah. I kinda startled her. And then with the staring…"



"Oh Tara, she could be dangerous."



For some unknown reason, she found herself wanting to defend the mysterious redhead. "No. She’s not."

"But how can you know for sure?"



She looked her father in the eyes and smiled. "I just do."











Two-fifteen. Tara looked at the clock again. Still two-fifteen. She sighed. For once I’m actually in a hurry to get to school. Kinda funny. She looked again. Two-sixteen.



She knew why she wanted morning to come. She wanted to see that girl again. Please let her go to my school. Please!



At long last, sleep finally claimed her and she drifted off into dreams of beautiful redheads, kitties, and …pancakes.







Tara walked through the door to her ‘home’. The day had been a total bust. No sign of the redhead. She was beginning to think that maybe she’d never see her again.



She went to put her backpack down and…something wasn’t right. The house was…different. The blond made her way over to the dining room and saw that some of their good plates were missing. Then she heard the crash.



Someone’s upstairs. Fear filled her body. She quickly made her way to the stairs and began to climb, grabbing a frying pan as she got to the top.



She heard more noise coming from her dad’s room. She made her way there. Tara paused at the door a moment before charging in. Seize the day.



She could see that the window had been smashed open and that whoever was there was escaping. She lunged forward and tackled the one in the back. Tara twisted the other girl around, and couldn’t believe her eyes

[Aine]

whoa! nice cliff hanger! i'm hooked!

will there be an update soon??



Aine

[Yellow Crayon]

This is a really good fic. Keep it up.

Hope there's an update soon...

[allykat]

Cool update!! Love the cliffhanger!

Can't wait for more!! Update soon?

Keep up the good work!

[bindingwiccan]

love it.. totally cool plot. hope to see more





much love,

BindingWiccan

[DarkChild]

Chapter Three







Disclaimer: As many of you can probable tell, and with this being the fan fiction section of the site, I do not own Buffy in any way.



Rating: PG-13



Couples: W/T (obviously), B/S?, F/?, X/?



Summary: Tara was living a happy life in Southern California when her father was elected major of a small town called Sunnydale. With a promise to the public to keep, her father decides to move the two of them there, in the hopes of turning the town around.



Note: There are no vampires, demons, witches or anything of the like. Sunnydale is still the Hellmouth; however, this is just a nickname.















She could see that the window had been smashed open and that whoever was there was escaping. She lunged forward and tackled the one in the back. Tara twisted the other girl around, and couldn’t believe her eyes.



In front of her stood the redhead. But why? She continued to simply stare at the other girl, taking in her appearance, praying that this somehow wasn’t the same girl. There was no mistaking it though, the two were one and the same.



Tara finally found herself able to speak. "Why?"



Green eyes followed blue. "Why what?" Did this girl honestly not realize what she was doing?!



"Why did you…"



"Break in?" The girl responded sheepishly.



Tara couldn’t help but wince as she heard the girl speak. Goddess, her voice is so beautiful. "Yeah."



"We needed the stuff." was the redhead’s response. " Please don’t turn me in." her voice came out in a fearful whisper. "I don’t wanna go to jail."



Before she even realized it, Tara found herself answering the girl. "I won’t." This was silly. She should be calling her father. This was the reason they’d come here. To help people like this.



As if reading her thoughts, the other girl asked just that. "Why’d you move to the Hellmouth?"



Tara looked at the girl quizzically. "Hell…mouth?"



"You don’t know about it?" Tara shook her head. "It’s what we all call Sunnydale."



"Who’s we?"



The redhead quickly looked away. "I should go."



As she turned to move away, Tara’s hand shot out and grabbed her. "No. Stay." A pause. "Do you have a name? I’m Tara. Tara Giles."



Blush filled the other girl’s face. "Willow. Just Willow." She seemed to hesitate. "You never answered my question. Why’d you come here?"



"To help people. To find you." What did I just-



The smaller girl froze. What did she just say? "Wha-" She could feel her entire face flush.



Tara didn’t let go. "You never really answered my question. I asked why. You only gave me half an answer."



"I told you," Willow’s face still matched her hair. "We needed it."















Buffy quickly made her way into the old school library. "Faith!" The brunette spun around at the call of her name. "Where’s Willow?!"



"Chill B." Faith’s eyes darted back and forth. "There was an accident. We were…caught. I got away but-" She was cut off as she felt the other girl slap her.



"I told you she should have stayed."



"Red wanted to come, B. Who was I to tell her no?"



"We’re supposed to look out for her Faith!" The small blond tried to compose herself. "You know she’s…"



"Yeah, I know." A pause. "It’s just, you know, every gal for herself. There was no way that we woulda both gotten away. …Maybe she’ll get help."



Buffy glared at her. "People like that don’t care about people like us." Within her eyes laid unseen tears.



"I know."



"Look Faith, I…I’m not mad. Okay? It’s just Will’s one of my best friends. She’s like a sister to me. You too…Faith. The day I met the two of you, was the best day of my life."



"Mine too." A pause. "We should really stop with the mushy feelings thing. Let’s just break the news to the guys."



"You take Xander and Fred. I’ll take Spike and Gunn." The two left.

[allykat]

And the plot thickens... Wonderful update!!!

I'm hooked!!!

[sam darls]

I loved these two update..so good. love sammi xx

[Draco119]

This is so cool! Fred, Gunn, Faith, Spike. Everyone is there! I loved the last update! This fic rocks!

[WintersDreamer]

Wow!



I haven't seen a story concept with W/T like this!

I so looking forward to seeing what you do with it!

It makes you wonder what happened to Buffy, Faith, and Willows families. How will Tara and Giles fix this ... if they can.



Looking forward to your next update!

[Blue Channel]

I really, really like your story! Update soon, please...with sugar-y goodness on top?

[Stroke of Luck]

Hey!!!



This is a beautiful story but i wonder why they think, that Tara is better than them Oh i am so curious, hope to read the next update really soon!



Cu

SoL/Natti

This is a duet, Amber! You need to sing!"- Tony

[Grimlock72]

Willow seems sort of scaredy-cat like... and who sleeps in trees these days ? I do wonder what happened to Willow and the others that got them in their current situation.



And why of all places did they break in at Tara's home ? Maybe thats why Willow wanted to go with, hmm...



Interesting setup, lots of questions remain



Grimmy

--
"You hurt Tara," Willow said too calmly. "The last one who tried that was a god. I made her regret it." -- Unexpected Consequences by Lisa of Nine

[StrangeQuark]

There's originality with this story. I like the conflict and mystery that you've plugged into the plot. They propel the story forward nicely. I can't wait to discover more about the town that is called a 'Hellmouth' by it's inhabitants, along with the new mayor and his daughter.



Keep up the good work



-SQ

[Tempest Duer]

Wow, this is really cool! Not only does Tara have a human being for a dad, he's Giles! I love the universe you have built up so far.

I believe in the madness called "now."

[DarkChild]

Chapter Four



















Disclaimer: As many of you can probably tell, and with this being the fan fiction section of the site, I do not own Buffy or Angel in any way.



Rating: PG-13



Couples: W/T (obviously), B/S?, F/?, X/?



Summary: Tara was living a happy life in Southern California when her father was elected major of a small town called Sunnydale. With a promise to the public to keep, her father decides to move the two of them there, in the hopes of turning the town around.



Note: There are no vampires, demons, witches or anything of the like. Sunnydale is still the Hellmouth; however, this is just a nickname.















Willow didn’t think she’d be able to move. Able to run. She knew that she shouldn’t trust the blond girl. But I do. It didn’t make sense. Why should she? This girl was just another person, she didn’t understand. She never could.



The girl…Tara, she’d had an actual life. Not the half-life she had. She never had to worry about each day possibly being her last.



There was no way that this girl would ever like her. They’d only known each other for a few minutes. She’d known her family for years. She didn’t trust all of them. Only two. Maybe three.



This girl was just like all the others. She’d come and try to fix things. She’d think things were better, and then leave. People were just blind. They simply couldn’t see. I don’t even know what the problem is. Tara would eventually get tired of living on the Hellmouth and leave. Why shouldn’t she? That’s what everyone else did.







For a moment, Tara thought that the girl in front of her was going to bolt. Please don’t. She sent it out as a silent plea. Whether or not, Willow heard it, she didn’t know. All that mattered was that the girl hadn’t fled.



She looks hungry. Tired too. She wanted to take the girl into her arms and make the fear stop. She wasn’t that bold though.



She wasn’t sure what to do with the redhead. She couldn’t let her leave, she knew that. But if she stayed here, her father would have something to that. You couldn’t just let someone that broke into your home get away scotch free.



But maybe, maybe she could figure it out. They’d come here to help after all. What better way to help then to show the ‘troubled person’ what life could be like.



Now all she had to do was talk her father into the idea.











She looked at the little girl in front of her. She was littler than her. She had funny red hair too. Looked like a pumpkin. The child licked her lips. She was hungry. Maybe the little girl would help her. After all, she wouldn’t survive, not alone. She was too small. Besides, if you got abandoned by your crew, nobody else was likely to take you in. She took a piece of her dirty brown hair and proceeded to twirl it in her fingers. The little girl had no shoes on. She could get her some and show the bigger kids that she was tough. That they shouldn’t have messed with her. Yes, she decided, the little girl would do just fine.





"I should…probably go…" The redhead turned to leave.



This time, Tara wasn’t so rough. "Please…don’t." She gave the other girl a small smile.



"I…" The small girl looked unsure. A part of her wanted to stay. The rational side told her not too. That this wonderful stranger would, in the end, turn on her.



The blond gave another smile. "Please, stay." The redhead continued staring.











"You what?!" Xander shrieked.



Faith shrugged. "Lost her…yeah."



"How?!" The dark haired man was angry now. His best friend, practically his sister, was gone. "You know that she shouldn’t be alone! Not-"



"Yelling’s not gonna make it any better Xander." Buffy sighed. "We’re gonna have ta find her." She turned to Faith. "What house were you at anyway?"



The brunette looked sheepishly at her. "The new mayor’s."



"Well that’s just great!" Xander threw his arms up in frustration. "We’ll never get her back! They’ve probably got her locked away behind bars!" The next thing he knew, he lying on the floor. Spike stood above him.



"We’ll get her back monkey boy, don’t worry." He grinned. "Besides, Red’s a big girl, she’ll be fine on her own. You guy’s protect her way too much."



Xander got back up. "You’d better be right Spike. You’d better be right."











Willow looked questioningly at the blond girl. At the moment, they were digging through Tara’s clothes in an attempt to find something that would even half fit her. Everything was too big though. She looked enviously at the other girl’s chest. Some things just weren’t fair.



"Here we are." Tara held up a skirt and blouse.



She just stared at her. Was she expected to wear that. First off, there was no way that it would fit her. What if she needed a quick getaway. A skirt was no good. What if she ruined the other girl’s clothes.



Before the redhead knew it, she was pushed into the bathroom to change. Her only thoughts were of how big the bathroom was.









Tara could already tell that trouble was on the way when her dad walked in. She needed more time to say what she wanted to say. Chances were though, she’d never get to say it.

Edited by: DarkChild at: 12/2/03 2:30 pm

[allykat]

YAY! Great update!! Can't wait for more!

[TaraBaby77]

Darkchild, you totally have something going here. I like it a lot!!! I hope you have more ready to be posted because I am hooked. I like how this is coming about. Come on, please??? Can we have more??? Great stuff!!! =)

Aaron

'TaraBaby77'

"It's about two people, regardless of sex, who love each other and treat each other with compassion and respect."

[FIRESIGN]

Very nice! Can't wait to read more! Update soon, please?



Cin aka FIRESIGN

[StrangeQuark]

You do have something going here. There's a lot of emotion going on, and a lot of feelings being conveyed in this. I think that the way that you write all of the characters' impressions into the story is what makes this so engaging.



Keep up the good work. I'm looking forward to more.



-SQ

[DarkChild]

Chapter Four



















Disclaimer: As many of you can probably tell, and with this being the fan fiction section of the site, I do not own Buffy or Angel in any way.



Rating: PG-13



Couples: W/T (obviously), B/S?, F/?, X/?



Summary: Tara was living a happy life in Southern California when her father was elected major of a small town called Sunnydale. With a promise to the public to keep, her father decides to move the two of them there, in the hopes of turning the town around.



Note: There are no vampires, demons, witches or anything of the like. Sunnydale is still the Hellmouth; however, this is just a nickname.















Willow didn’t think she’d be able to move. Able to run. She knew that she shouldn’t trust the blond girl. But I do. It didn’t make sense. Why should she? This girl was just another person, she didn’t understand. She never could.



The girl…Tara, she’d had an actual life. Not the half-life she had. She never had to worry about each day possibly being her last.



There was no way that this girl would ever like her. They’d only known each other for a few minutes. She’d known her family for years. She didn’t trust all of them. Only two. Maybe three.



This girl was just like all the others. She’d come and try to fix things. She’d think things were better, and then leave. People were just blind. They simply couldn’t see. I don’t even know what the problem is. Tara would eventually get tired of living on the Hellmouth and leave. Why shouldn’t she? That’s what everyone else did.







For a moment, Tara thought that the girl in front of her was going to bolt. Please don’t. She sent it out as a silent plea. Whether or not, Willow heard it, she didn’t know. All that mattered was that the girl hadn’t fled.



She looks hungry. Tired too. She wanted to take the girl into her arms and make the fear stop. She wasn’t that bold though.



She wasn’t sure what to do with the redhead. She couldn’t let her leave, she knew that. But if she stayed here, her father would have something to that. You couldn’t just let someone that broke into your home get away scotch free.



But maybe, maybe she could figure it out. They’d come here to help after all. What better way to help then to show the ‘troubled person’ what life could be like.



Now all she had to do was talk her father into the idea.















She looked at the little girl in front of her. She was littler than her. She had funny red hair too. Looked like a pumpkin. The child licked her lips. She was hungry. Maybe the little girl would help her. After all, she wouldn’t survive, not alone. She was too small. Besides, if you got abandoned by your crew, nobody else was likely to take you in. She took a piece of her dirty brown hair and proceeded to twirl it in her fingers. The little girl had no shoes on. She could get her some and show the bigger kids that she was tough. That they shouldn’t have messed with her. Yes, she decided, the little girl would do just fine.









"I should…probably go…" The redhead turned to leave.



This time, Tara wasn’t so rough. "Please…don’t." She gave the other girl a small smile.



"I…" The small girl looked unsure. A part of her wanted to stay. The rational side told her not too. That this wonderful stranger would, in the end, turn on her.



The blond gave another smile. "Please, stay." The redhead continued staring.











"You what?!" Xander shrieked.



Faith shrugged. "Lost her…yeah."



"How?!" The dark haired man was angry now. His best friend, practically his sister, was gone. "You know that she shouldn’t be alone! Not-"



"Yelling’s not gonna make it any better Xander." Buffy sighed. "We’re gonna have ta find her." She turned to Faith. "What house were you at anyway?"



The brunette looked sheepishly at her. "The new mayor’s."



"Well that’s just great!" Xander threw his arms up in frustration. "We’ll never get her back! They’ve probably got her locked away behind bars!" The next thing he knew, he lying on the floor. Spike stood above him.



"We’ll get her back monkey boy, don’t worry." He grinned. "Besides, Red’s a big girl, she’ll be fine on her own. You guy’s protect her way too much."



Xander got back up. "You’d better be right Spike. You’d better be right."











Willow looked questioningly at the blond girl. At the moment, they were digging through Tara’s clothes in an attempt to find something that would even half fit her. Everything was too big though. She looked enviously at the other girl’s chest. Some things just weren’t fair.



"Here we are." Tara held up a skirt and blouse.



She just stared at her. Was she expected to wear that. First off, there was no way that it would fit her. What if she needed a quick getaway. A skirt was no good. What if she ruined the other girl’s clothes.



Before the redhead knew it, she was pushed into the bathroom to change. Her only thoughts were of how big the bathroom was.











Tara could already tell that trouble was on the way when her dad walked in. She needed more time to say what she wanted to say. Chances were though, she’d never get to say it.

[TaraBaby77]

AWESOME!!! More please??? I like the way this story is going. I would love to see what you have in store for Willow and Tara. =)

Aaron

'TaraBaby77'

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