Not so NEW FIC: Legacy of a Stone

[eccentrictulip]

now there's that cliffhanger i was so very carefully avoiding....ooh, willow needs to get into that room *right now.....*

~*I would like to be the air that inhabits your body for one moment

only. I would like to be that unnoticed and that necessary*~ Margaret

Atwood

[VicariousSmoochies]

Well, with the remnants of the hurricane now threatening to blow through my neck of the woods, I shall post this up in hopes we don't lose any power.



A round of thank you's first!



Sysnootles ~ I'm glad you think the fic rocks! That makes me happy, of course, aside from the hurting Willow/hurting Tara factor.



Taras Shadow ~ Oh yeah, ass will get it, definitely, and no worries! So, kick his ass until it goes away! :)



shuyaku ~ The drink was delicious, milady, however I think I've caught a bit of a buzzzzzzzzz.....

I like frantic, nervous, messy Willow, too. It was fun to do!



LostWithoutTara ~ Yup, Mr. Maclay needs to be wonkied...he'll get it coming, I'm sure! :)



Arwen276 ~ Again, I marvel at your level of observance! Nice job! The magics merged the stones together to which I'll get more into as the story develops. They's a reason for it! And, you're not slow at all! (What's my name again?)



Stroke Of Luck ~ Willow's getting her to her baby! Oh yeah! Willow wouldn't let anybody stand in her way, me thinks.



littlecrazy80 ~ You are so very right about those stones and Willow...there's lots of power brewing here!



tstcloud ~ Your post made me laugh. I know, Tara's dad has to show up everywhere...next thing you know, he'll show up when they're in bed....



good2cats ~ Sadist little me is updating with yet another sadist little cliffhanger...me so bad. I'm sorry! But I guess it keeps the story interesting...a little? :)



bluewillowwitch ~ Thank you! I'm really glad you're enjoying the fic...and Willow and Tara will be okay.



Tara's dad = bad

Willow = bad ass



Irishlassie101 ~ Hee! You got that right! We don't want to piss off a mighty protective Willow high on the magics!

(Unless...well....nevermind...)



eccentrictulip ~ I must be driving you and everyone else completely bonkers with the evil cliffhangers. I can feel the growing tension! (Please don't hate me because I'm a sadist...:)



Okay, onward to part...um 14? Lost track a long time ago!

Oh, and again, it is on the shorter side. How come when I type this on Word it seems so much longer?

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The nurse paced down the hallway, taking even steps as Willow silently glided behind. They approached the door to Tara’s room. Willow faced the woman and waved her away.



“That’s all. Leave now.”



The RN eyed her blankly, catatonic nearly, then turned and began her mindless walk back to the station. She returned to the desk, rubbing her forehead.



"Are you okay, ma'am?" A young CNA put her arm around the disoriented RN. She noticed the other nurses seemed perfectly fine, still chattering away.



"Uh...yeah. Yeah, I just felt a little light-headed for a second. I'll be fine."



'Now, what was I doing?' She fumbled through some papers, still unsure what had just happened.



Willow glanced from the nurse back at the knob on the door. She grabbed for the handle. It was locked.



‘Well, we can’t have this...’





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Tara felt cold and vulnerable. She sheet had held some minor comfort over her wounds but now she was exposed to the elements. She was expected to obey the orders of her father and she couldn't move had she wanted to. Her stitches had begun to burn.



“You’re without your precious pendant. You’ve no protection now. Who’s going to come help you, Tara??”



Tara forced back the tears. She would not show this man her fears.



He growled at her. She could hear the clicking of his teeth as he spoke.



“Not a brilliant move to take it off...you knew the chance you were taking.” He hissed, the spittle coming from the corners of his mouth.



Tara kept eyes shut tight. She didn’t enjoy the transformation. He had always hoped she was one of his ‘kind’ and was thoroughly disgraced she wasn’t. She showed no sign of the usual family genetics. She was nothing but a disappointment to him. Her brother had it. So did her sister. Tara wasn’t a part of the family traditions.



She heard his labored breathing...generally a sign he was a bit frightened of the change, too.



She opened her eyes, becoming fearful for herself, as well.



Tara stared into large, brimming pools of orange-yellow fire. These eyes emanated a horrific color of menace.



“Oh God...”



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Willow stood tall and waved her hand across the door. No locked door would keep her out.



“Open.”



She hardly needed to concentrated on the task. The magic had a mind of it’s own.



The door knob turned downwards and a gentle click of the metal sounded, completing the motion. The door swung open fiercely, but without sound. She entered slowly feeling acutely aware of the dark energy in the room.



Her mind flooded with similar fragmented visuals again. She saw images of Tara and her childhood. She felt the oppressive cloud hanging over head of a young girl. A little child who was neglected and misjudged...a beautiful and spirited little girl who was mistreated by those she should trust. The very same girl who became an honorable young woman and had fought so hard to overcome her sense of insignificance. These feelings of negativity were stemming from this other person in the room.



Willow saw the man bent over the bed. She couldn’t see his face but saw his arms were under Tara’s body. Willow could feel Tara’s fear. The poor blonde was rendered immobile. His head was oddly distorted in the dimmed glow of the room.



She spoke hearing her own voice pitching lower than usual.



“She’s not for the taking.”



He stiffened. He turned towards the newly empowered red-head.



She stifled a cry when she saw his face. He was gruesome and his teeth hung like fangs below the flap of skin she assumed was his mouth. His eyes were glowing orange and his hands were gnarled, the long nails looking more like claws than that of a human.



“You should not be here!” His voice was deep, like that of an animal whose food was being taken away. Willow was more put off than frightened. He went back to his task, digging his grotesque hands under the back and legs of Tara’s stiff body.



“Let me rephrase this.”



She could feel the magicks whipping at her hair.



“Get away from her. NOW!”



He jerked his body around to face his new nemesis.



“There is NOTHING you can do. Take your leave without incident, girl...or...unless...why, yes..” He laughed, a cold and horrible sound. “Yes, I might like to have you for dinner.” He eyed her with newfound delight, looking her up and down thoroughly. “Although I prefer my meals with more meat on their bones.”



“You won’t like me I can assure you that. I’m more of an...acquired taste.” She glanced at Tara.



He waved his unnatural hand in a semi-circle, casting a yellowish ball of light. He blew on the floating sphere causing a similar effect of a bullet being shot from a gun. It spiraled towards Willow.



She blast a flux of energy from her palms, blinding the room in white, dazzling light. The beam exploded the orb in a million shards of illuminated fragments.



She quickly cast another. It penetrated the demon’s chest.



“NO!”



“I told you it was an acquired kind of thing....” She threw out another beam and it landed between his eyes. The creature fell to the floor, writhing in pain.



“N..n..no...” His breath was raspy and rattled. “Tara...you don’t have your protection...how is this possible....”



Willow ran towards the bed. “She has protection all right!” She kicked the demon thing in what she hoped was the loin area. “I don’t know who you are...or what you are exactly...but stay the hell away from her! Nobody messes with my girl....” She put her hand on Tara’s shoulder. Tara grabbed her hand garnering the redhead’s attentions.



“Willow! Oh God, Willow...I’m glad you came! But, first, give me the stone, quickly!”



Willow handed her the rock she carried. The power immediately drained from her body and transferred to Tara, leaving a weak and exhausted Willow to grab the rail of the bed. The blonde held a palm downward, over her stitches, speaking foreign words of an incantation and watched the wounds heal one by one. Willow, sorely fatigued from the channeling, was amazed with the visual. She recovered enough to smile.

Tara smiled warmly back at her redhead.



The demon was also recovering. “No, you don’t Tara...”



“Willow, I need you to stay over there.” She pointed to the window on the other side of the room. Willow shuffled over to where Tara motioned, each step worse than being encased in ice.



Her father, clutching at his chest, had risen to his feet.



“That was the wrong move, little lady...” His eyes were focused on Willow. She was breathless and helpless and completely unable to fend for herself. For the first time, she felt fear.







TBC

Tara: It's not really so much about hating the men...

Willow: We're more centered around the girl on girl action

[Washi]

Hey Kelly!



Great updates, but you already knew I loved this fic.

Now, Willow kicked his ass, or, well, his genitals to be exact.

You sure know how to build up a cliffhanger, don't ya?

I hope all goes right over there, and I totally get what you mean. In Word, it always seems longer. Believe me, I know.



Great stuff, and I'm waiting for more.

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa



The course of love doesn’t always run smooth, especially for the neurotic and accident-prone. ~ LadyB

[shuyaku]

Can't have you too buzzzzeedd So here's a nice cup 'o java for you.



Great update. Willow kicking some demon dad butt Although, I get the feeling he should be more worried about Tara...



Keep safe and dry - it's easier to write that way



-shuyaku

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"Oh God, Willow—you’re giving me the gift of Karen Carpenter. Just when I think I grasp the full extent of your love." - Tara

"Why do birds suddenly appear? It’s because, you are queer…" - Willow (Gods Served and Abandoned by AntigoneUnbound)

[bluewillowwitch]

VS ,

I love this fic! just went to town defending didn't she. I hate her "father"! I can't wait to what happens next. Update soon, please?





bluewillowwitch

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"Fate keeps on happening."--Anita Loos

[Arwen276]

NO EVIL CLIFFHANGERS PLEASE!!!!





GET back to the story right now! You're trying to kill me by unattended curiosity? that's worse than any wounds!!!







~Arwen





ps: I like the My girl part...

Hear That Baby? You're My Always... Willow

[LostWithoutTara]

So here, the Maclay demons are literal... great twist on the story!



But these cliffhangers are truly evil!



Anxiously awaiting an update (and hoping Maclay gets his ass thoroughly kicked)!:

Every time you walk away, I pretend that I'm okay

[littlecrazy80]

Loved the update! I´m glad that Willow fought for her girl. And now it´s Tara´s turn.



*lil´c*

Let´s get happy and let´s be gay. germany´s grand prix song



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[VicariousSmoochies]

Hi Kittens!



I'm so dastardly with the cliffhangers...I know it!



Okay, I'll do thank you's the next update, I promise, but here's a little bit more to the story...thought I would at least get to the end of the cliffhanger with the hospital part. The next segment will be about some lovely...um...Tara/Willow goodness!



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Tara's father rose to his full height and leapt across the room in two bounds, tackling Willow down to the floor. She tried to defend herself. She hit him with everything she had but her arms were like lead. She had no sensation and no strength. Willow peered in the gleaming and glowing eyes of her predator. If she were going to be at his mercy then she would look the demon in the eye and be brave, not letting him derive enjoyment from his actions.



Mr. Maclay snarled, the fang teeth protruding even longer. “I told you that was the wrong move...” Foam sprayed her face. He smelled awful and his spit stung her skin.



He moved in to take hold of Willow’s throat. She saw the snapping jaws close in, identifying their mark, but as quickly as the teeth gnashed, Willow was aware of feeling lighter. Although she coudn't move her limbs, the oppressive weight was gone. The room swooned and the dimness of the room grew darker. ‘I guess this is it...’



She took a breathe and made one last vocalization. “Tara!” She slipped into unconsciousness.



The demon was flung across the other side of the hospital room, his body sliding down one wall with a heavy crash.



“As Willow said, nobody messes with my girl!”



Tara stood next to the bed, her hands splayed outward towards her father. The magic of the spell radiated an angelic glow around her. He howled with pain as the side table exploded and splintered, with one of the legs piercing his side. He scrambled upwards preparing to make a dash for her next. She shot another penetrating beam at him, much like Willow’s. He sprawled on the floor realizing he was overpowered.



“Stop this. I will never be like you, Dad. You need to go. You are not welcome anymore.”



“Tara. I’m the only family you’ve got.” He held his leg, trying to keep his blood from oozing on the floor. “I love you even if you believe I have an unusual way of showing it...even if you’re not exactly like us. You’re still blood.” He grimaced with pain.



“I’m not your blood. I am...like my mother.” She turned her eyes towards Willow. “And you’re not the only family I’ve got...” The look did not go unnoticed to her father.



“The ungrateful bitch! She left us and you’re following so proudly in her footsteps!”



Tara walked to where her father lay. He flinched at her nearness. She rest her hand, the one that held the stone, on top of her father’s chest and then over to his leg. A white, gentle light haloed from her hands. The wounds healed themselves. She stood up over him, commanding a presence he was forced to accept. “You are just like your mother...” he muttered.



Tara felt some pity as was her nature to feel empathy for all those who suffer. “I won’t say this again. Just leave.”



He cautiously rose, feeling where his wounds were. He scratched at them. He glared at his daughter, unsure of himself. She just healed him. The gesture, or Tara’s goodness, had found its way through a tiny chink in his ego. Tara watched his face morphed back to something human again.



“I’m sorry you feel that way.” The tone dripped with hurt and betrayal. He straightened his jacket and pulled at the sleeves.



Mr. Maclay stared one last time at his daughter before walking away, at her demands. As he opened the door, he turned around, facing Willow, who was still on the floor. She was awake and watching what was unfolding between Tara and her father with wonderment. 'That's her father?'



“I’m sorry to hurt you...”



Willow nodded, receptive of his attempts to apologize, even if he was a monster.



He then faced Tara. “I’ll tell your brother and sister that you are well.”



Tara smiled. “Yes, Dad. I’m very well.”



The door hardly closed behind him when Tara let out a small cry of joy. For the first time, in a long time, she held her ground. Another world was beginning to reveal itself to Tara Maclay.



She ran over to Willow, dropping to her knees next to the weakened red-head. “Are you okay?” Concern spread over her features and her eyes penetrated every fiber of Willow’s being. She knew of this woman for such a short time...she didn’t want to lose her to some very unusual circumstances relating to her family.



“That was some powerful mojo in those stones, Tara. That was...really intense!”



“Yes. I know. It’s the power of my mother’s side.”



“What happened to your mother, Tara?”



“S..s..she died. Before she did, she infused her essence into the pendant, as all the women have done in our family. That’s the protection and she knew I would need it against my own father.”



“I’m so sorry...I mean, it must be so hard to be bi-cultural and all...and to have a demon for a father! And...and speaking of which, do...do you have that in...you, too?”



“No. It passed from me to my brother and sister. He always disliked me because I was like my mom.”



“Well, I know I don’t dislike you.” Willow grinned pushing the hair from her own eyes. Tara reached out to offer some assistance. Her fingertips buzzed with contact.

Willow felt something sexual ebb into her loins. She was finding herself breathless for very different reasons.



“I’m beginning to feel a little better now.” Willow saw a sunbeam enter through the window. “Say, it’s light out there...ya wanna grab some breakfast...with me?”



“Sure. That sounds...really nice!” Tara stood up, reaching for Willow’s hands.



Together, they got themselves a bit cleaned up, preparing to face the light of the new day. They headed out the hospital room, down the same hallway Willow had magically glided on, and veered past the receptionist desk. The nurses at the station looked up and smiled casually, seemingly unaware that anything unusual had happened or of Tara’s remarkable condition. Tara piped up. "We're leaving now!" The woman told them to take care.



The blonde leaned in to Willow. “The magicks. This will keep them from asking questions.”



Willow nodded and grabbed Tara’s hand. The essence of magic seeped into Willow again and she was recharged with the new found surge and caress of fingertips against her own.



TBC

Tara: It's not really so much about hating the men...

Willow: We're more centered around the girl on girl action

[littlecrazy80]

I´m glad that everything is ok with Willow and Tara.



Still love this:

Quote:

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...nobody messes with my girl!”

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*lil´c*

Let´s get happy and let´s be gay. germany´s grand prix song



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[Arwen276]

Woohoo!! All's well!

I didn't think Tara's dad would finally take the hint that Tara had overpowered him... good thing he did, and good thing he apologized as well!





hmmm much sweetness is to be expected afterwards!





~Arwen

Hear That Baby? You're My Always... Willow

[shuyaku]

Gosh, sometimes Tara is just too nice. But it was her dad and at least he had the decency to feel kinda bad about the whole thing.



W/T goodness coming up? Woo hoo!!



-shuyaku



ps: more coffee? or something a bit stronger?

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"Oh God, Willow—you’re giving me the gift of Karen Carpenter. Just when I think I grasp the full extent of your love." - Tara

"Why do birds suddenly appear? It’s because, you are queer…" - Willow (Gods Served and Abandoned by AntigoneUnbound)

[irishlassie101]

WOW, that was really an update.....why can´t we all meet a person like Tara, I´d have kicked the hell out of that father



next update. W/T goodness.....where..when...please

[LostWithoutTara]

Fantastic update. It goes to show the integrity of Tara's character that she was willing to heal her father's injuries even after what he'd tried to do. But at least he apologised, so that was something.



Looking forward to the next update!

Every time you walk away, I pretend that I'm okay

[halfsmile]

This fic is amazing!

I read all in one shoot.....

I hope I'll read some more soon...really soon, preatty please?

Bye -halfsmile-

[TareBearRS]

WOOHOO and YAY !!!

What a cool fic. I couldn't stop reading...

Even though the angst factor was really high shame on you for that ... it's a really great story.

I'm so glad Tara is ok and stood up against her monster thingy father and of course that she and Willow are together.



Hope for more soon.



Renate

***I will make me a willow cabin at your gate and call upon my soul within the house... I rush into the secret house***

[sabina]

Great fic



Now I'm feeling like an idiot for not reading this sooner



I love it



Update soon?



(This reply is sounding like a telegram isn't it? Sorry, I think I'm still kind of sleepy but I just wanted to drop by to tell you that I'm really enjoying reading this )

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"I know I was born and I know that I'll die.

The in between is mine.

I am mine!" - Pearl Jam

[Grimlock72]

I just found this story so I read it all in one go, takes care of the cliffhangers too .



Interesting setup, Willow is a jeweler... never seen that before. I'm wondering if Tara's gem broke itself on purpose or if it really was accidental. That stone seems to have a mind on it's own for sure. I doubt it would have protected from reckless driving like she did when she got into that accident, hopefully there won't be permanent scars from all the icky glass.



Willow commanding the nurse to take her to Tara somewhat reminded me of an old Jedi mindtrick :-). Tara's 'father' (I would like to see the papers of that before I believe it ) sure is ugly and mean. He only apologized after he realised he couldn't win, which in my book doesn't amount to much then.



I know why Tara wanted to have those stones from Willow but it doesn't make much logical sense. Willow clearly could deal with the fatherly demon as long as she had those stones, no problem what-so-ever. So why give those stones to anybody else at that time ? Obviously that put her in trouble, it took Tara some time to handle the situation... during which Willow was needlessly in danger. I'll guess Willow could have killed the thread/father by herself easily... don't see the problem there. (except that Tara is too nice for her own good at times)



Of course once Tara has those stones she actually heals the very person who threatened her and tried to kill Willow. For some reason I don't view that as very smart, compasionate sure... but *wise* ?? Nah. I'll just have to hope that Tara's remaining familly takes the hint and stays the hell away from her.



Oh yeah, a couple of parts back Tara had to go visit an ex-patient (which makes me wonder if she really HAD to) but she did explain that to Willow. I thought that was a very good thing, as opposed to the not talking/explaining you usually see in that kind of situations.



Did I state I don't like Tara's *cough*father*cough* already ?? Got to make sure it comes across



Grimmy

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"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

[VicariousSmoochies]

Hi Kitties!



It's been a while and I've been terribly busy...went down to help some friends with the clean up after Isabel. I'm adding a very short update but I'll get back on the ball here shortly. Again, I'm way behind on thank you's and please forgive me everybody, for not posting individual thank you's yet...I will get to this as I want each of you to know how much I appreciate your feedback to this story.



This is brief but we'll have nice Tara/Willow smoochie moments in the next update...so I hope this one little cliffhanger will make it all worth while in the next installment. Thanks again!!



Disclaimer: Joss whah-whah-whah-whah-whah (make sounds like the teacher in the Peanut's cartoons...)



Feedback: Yes, please do, as I like to know what you like, don't like, etc.



Rating: gonna get steamy and require lots of ice...

but that's the next installment.



Onward to part 14 and 1/2!



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The jostling and hustling of post-dawn breakfast people occupied Willow’s thoughts while they sat and ordered their coffee and pancakes. The images of Tara’s father nagged at her. Although Tara said she didn’t have that demon quality in her, the fact that the man who was her blood kin, and nearly ate her for breakfast, wasn’t boding well.



“What are you thinking about?” Tara reached across the table, patting the top of Willow’s hand.



“Oh, hey...” She smiled at the gentle touch. “I was wondering about your father, Tara. He...he was certainly not the most normal looking man I’d ever seen....and...and, when you took the stones from me, why would you help him when he practically tried to kill us both?”



“Oh. I guess you would wonder that...” Tara searched for the best and most resourceful way to answer such a question. “You see, my mother imparted the spell on the stone for my own protection but part of the gift of protection was not just for me, but all others who need it, too. He may not be a good person but it would...you know...make me like him if I walked away. I healed his wounds in spite of better judgement, some might say.” She laughed nervously and Willow could tell she was recalling of someone else’s opinion about her father. She should imagine not many people did like the man...or whatever the hell he was. Tara continued. “I guess it makes me the better person, in the long run, or I hope...”



Willow had to agree. Tara was the better person. “Yeah, I’d say so, Tara. I don’t know if I would have that kind of thoughtfulness...but at least you healed yourself with the stones first, and that was by far way more important.”



She took a sip of her coffee gazing into swirly clouds of cream not completely stirred in. “I guess seeing your dad when he was all bent over you, forcing you to move when you were obviously unable to, with you just fresh out of surgery and all, made me angry. Very angry. When I gave you the stones and felt their energy leaving my body, I was scared because I was the one who had the power, the control...and... and I think I could have killed him, Tara. I was afraid he would...you know...after I gave the stones back to you...”



“No!” Tara looked intently at the red head, forcing blue intensity into green ones. “I would n...n...never let that happen! I know what he would have done but as long as I had them in my possession again, I knew nothing would hurt you. But I had to have them back...I had to control their energies for the right way...the good way.”



Tara looked back down, feeling that what she said was arrogant.



“But the stones are drained now. It took a lot from them to do what they did. I’ll have to ‘recharge’ them with another spell. The magic in those stones have helped every woman in my family and they’ve brought a different purpose according to whom they belonged to. I was thinking, w..w..would you like to help me with the cleansing spell? I mean, they are a part of you now. They chose you, too.” Tara knew their connection is what brought the power of the stones to Willow. They were bonded to each other...the stones, Willow and Tara, like family.



“Yeah, I guess they did!” Willow smiled again, recalling the amazing power she felt when the juice of their magic flowed through her veins. “It was...intense! And you should have seen how Nurse Fraulein was at my beck and call...it was definitely a Kodak moment.”



The waitress brought them each a short stack of buttermilk pancakes and each dropped the present conversation in favor of eating. It had been a while since either had food...and the hot, steaming pancakes dripping with butter was beckoning complete attention from both.



“Mmmm! Pancakes in bellies!” Willow hungrily shoved a huge bite in her mouth, even without the syrup. Tara followed suit.



After the dishes were picked up and the tab was paid for, Tara tried to stifle a yawn. It didn’t escape an attentive Willow.



“Hey, you must be exhausted. You wanna go home now?”



“I admit I could use some sleep.” Tara looked out the glass doorway, her eyebrows dipping to convey a thought. “Um. You know, since you drove, and I know you’re tired, too, you’re more than welcome to rest at my place....I mean...if you wanted to...you don’t have to...but if you felt like driving home was too much....”



Willow loved Tara babble. She was so nervous and it was incredibly sexy. Heck, they already covered this territory.



She reached across the table and put Tara’s hand in her own. “Honey, I’d love to.”





TBC

[bluewillowwitch]

,

I loved those last two updates! I thought that it was so to do what she did for her dad. I was with , I would have killed hm. I can't wait to see what happen when they get back to the house. I can't wait to more. Update soon, please?







bluewillowwitch

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"Fate keeps on happening."--Anita Loos

[Arwen276]

More pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeee



Nice breakfast... and much needed talking!!





~Arwen

[Taras Shadow]

Ouuuu Nice Breakfast!



I missed the past couple of updates being busy and all, but I'm all caught up and WOO HOO! Evil Mr. Maclay demoney self son of... anyway, go Willow and her bad self.



I'm glad that the two are okay and much talking is needed and had and more soon please.



Thank you and Take Care!



~Holly~

"I've got this ache, and I thought it was for sex, but it's to tear everything to fucking pieces." Ginger - Ginger Snaps

[LostWithoutTara]

Mmm... pancakes



Great update!

Every time you walk away, I pretend that I'm okay

[littlecrazy80]

Great update!



Tara´s decision to heal her father was right.



*lil´c*

Let´s get happy and let´s be gay. germany´s grand prix song



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[sabina]

Yay, an update



I love this fic



I have to agree with Tara that healing her father is a better option in the long run, but still I would have left him wounded



Now, I want to see the next update



Update soon?

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"I know I was born and I know that I'll die.

The in between is mine.

I am mine!" - Pearl Jam

[Stroke of Luck]

Hi Kelly



Fantastic updates...

Great that they kicked that stupid bastards ASS...

And hes out of Taras life, could it be any better? Well W & T can start to snuggle now...i hope so..



Next update pls



Cu

SoL/Natti

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

[good2cats]

Hi,
What's worse than being teased by evil cliffhangers?Having Isabel kick your ass and cutting off your electricity and access to Pens for a week.I just finished reading your last 2 updates and have the temerity to plead for more.I adore your story and can't wait for Willow and Tara nap time.
Be well,Karen

[Lady6string]

Hi there!



I always knew that man had to have some demon in him to be such an evil bastard. Anyhow, I'm very anxious to see what's gonna happen back at the house! More soon please?



~Cyn

[Grimlock72]

Heh, that last update at least answer some of my questions. Of course Tara healed her 'father', it's who she is... much to kind for her own good.



I don't have to much of problem with mr. MaClay living, just as long as he stays away from Tara. I'm mostly scared that he'll try to kidnap her again sometime later.



Oh yeah, I agree with Tara about 'sounding arrogant'.. it does to some degree but eventually decisions have to be made. To bad Tara's decision initially put Willow in danger, regardless that she did protect Willow when she could I don't like the risky time in between.



Lets hope Tara made the right choice for the long run.



Poor Willow will need some time to get the image of Tara's dad out of her mind. It's not like this Willow is used to such imagery after all



Grimmy

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"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

[good2cats]

Hi,
Please come out and play.Last update 9/24 today's date 10/02.Is it time yet?
I hope that you are okay.
Karen