Hi. This is my first w/t fic so it may not be that good. I'm still writing it so the posts may come few and far between. Any feedback is welcome.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters they are the property of JW I am only borrowing them for a while and promise to give them back when I'm finished.
Willow was having a bad night. She was having trouble sleeping and when she was asleep she couldn't stay like it for very long. She was tossing and turning all over the bed unable to find a comfortable spot to get some rest on. Her face was a picture of worry and concern as she dreamt of Tara.
In her dream Dawn and Tara were walking down a beautiful sun lit street in Sunnydale when they were jumped but muggers, pure and simple muggers, one was tall with long, strong looking arms all Tara could see of his face were his eyes they were a brilliant blue full of sparkle and life. The other was short and stocky with short arms that didn't look like they could life a can of beans let alone hurt somebody, his eyes were also blue but they were cold and lifeless.
The short one knocked Dawn to the ground and started rummaging through her discarded bag. Tara was putting up a good fight against the tall one but unable to use magic against her attackers, as they were only human, she was going to loose eventually he was much stronger than she was after all.
He made a grab for her and caught one of her arms; he held it tight and moved in to get the other one. The tall man held her tight she struggled but it was hopeless he was to strong and Dawn was out cold on the floor. I'm going to die thought Tara, I'm really gonna die here.
The short man threw down Dawns bag and advanced on her. He was walking over very slowly flexing what little muscles he had. He was almost up to her as he put his right hand into his pocket and pulled out a knife.
He got very close to Tara and she didn't like it much, he bent his neck into her neck and sniffed as though he was trying to smell the fear that must have been showing on her face and in her eyes.
It was over very quickly he grabbed her and forced the knife through her fibs and into her heart.
She died instantly.
Willow sat bolt upright, breathing heavily her eyes darting around her bedroom. After a few minutes she got her breath back and reached over the bed to the phone where she dialled Giles' number.
After a few tense rings Giles picked put.
'Hello?' Giles answered groggily
'Hi Giles it's Willow is Tara there?'
'Well yes she is but it's very late, Willow, she's asleep,'
'I know I'm really sorry but I need to talk to her!'
'Ok hold on I'll just get her,'
'Thanks,'
There was a soft click as Giles put the phone on the table. Willow could hear voices but couldn't make out who it was or what they were saying.
'Hello. What’s wrong?' Tara asked her voice filled with concern
'Nothing's really wrong. I just had a bad dream about you, it was bad, and I wanted to see it you were ok. You died, it was bad, Dawn and you went shopping it was bad. Ok I'm babbling I'll shut up now. Are you ok baby?'
'I'm fine. Dawn and I went shopping but nothing happened. I think you should try to calm down and try to get back to sleep,'
'But I can't get to sleep without you I get all worried,'
'Willow this was supposed to be alone time for YOU with your mother,'
'I know but I want you here as well. Please baby?'
'I don't know,'
'Pretty please with a cherry on top?'
'Oh ok I'll be over soon,'
'Yay, I love you baby!' Willow squeaked
'I love you too. Bye,'
'Bye,'
Tara hung up the phone and turned to Giles.
'Willow found something to do with the new evil in town she want me to go over to her mothers so she can show me,'
Tara lied as she pulled on a pair of pants over her PJ bottoms.
'Hmmm. Oh of course would you like me to give you a lift?'
'If you don't mind. It's very late you don't have to,'
'No. Of course I'll take you it's no bother just let me find the car keys,'
Willow was absentmindedly pacing in front of the living room window waiting for any sign of a car or Tara coming up the path. She didn't want to wake her mother so she was going to have to get the door before Tara rang the bell.
As Willow paced for the millionth time car headlights flashed through the window and she saw Tara get out of Giles shiny new red sports car. Willow half ran half walked to the door as Tara walked up the path, she flung the door open and pulled Tara inside and in to a tight hug.
'You're OK. You're OK,' Willow recited into Tara's shoulder.
Tara pulled Willow away just enough to look into her eyes.
'It really must have been a bad dream for you to react like this?' Tara gently whispered
'It was, it was awful. I don't want anything like that to happen to you in a dream or in real life ever again,' Willow answered as she pulled Tara's jacket off.
'Well as you can see nothing has happened to me. I'm fine I promise you,'
'You do look fine but I gotta check,' Willow's voice dropped as she spoke. She threw Tara's jacket to the floor and began to unbutton Tara's PJ top.
'I don't suppose a little checking will hurt anybody,'
Edited by: wt4eva at: 10/27/03 11:27 pm