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Don't Go	By : Kinetickid Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Buffy/Tara Views: 11782 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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�Spread out.� Riley points to his right and left as they start to hunt the outskirts of Sunnydale, the map showing this as the last place the demon had been. �Keep your eyes open and contact us as soon as you have any confirmation that the demon was or still is here.� Riley growls softly.
Buffy looks at Tara and tilts her head for her lover to stay with her, not trusting her life to the idiots with them. �Stay close.� She whispers, the two women being as quiet as possible.
�Planned on it.� Tara follows close behind Buffy as they start to search the area, speaking even softer than her lover, knowing Buffy can hear a pin drop. �How sure are they that it�s already laid the eggs?�
�About ninety-nine percent.� Buffy admits, frowning heavily. �And if it�s laid the eggs, the gestation period is only a little over a week, so��
�It�s possible they�re getting ready to hatch.� Tara finishes softly, frowning at the thought.
�Yep.� Buffy stills as she hears a low rumble, her senses going on alert while the other commando�s spread out across roughly fifty yards of forest to either side of them, they�re hard to see, but with her slayer-sight, still easily identifiable. Finally locating the noise, she knows it�s not any of the other commandos. �We have something ahead and to the right of us.� Buffy warns Tara, nodding to the radio in her lover�s hand.
Tara nods and quickly clicks the radio on to let them know Buffy hears and senses something. Watching silently as the men close in. �No killing it, we need to find the babies.� Tara reminds her lover.
Buffy grins wickedly. �No fun.� She smirks before heading towards the sound in the bushes slightly to the right and about fifteen yards ahead of them, disappearing to yell out a few minutes later as she comes flying out of the bush. �Bitch is strong.� Buffy growls, not having expected it for some reason before jumping back in after the demon as the commandos work their way more hurriedly towards her.
Tara shifts worriedly as she feels Riley and another commando stop beside her as the demon finally comes flying from where it and her lover had been fighting to land about five yards in front of them with Buffy following hurriedly as the Suvolte Demon tries to gain its feet. Breathing out a sigh of relief as Buffy manhandles the demon and looks towards Riley.
�Never asked, do they understand or speak English?� Buffy questions curiously, struggling to contain the strong, ugly demon on the ground.
�No. They are very low-level demons. Pretty much all they know is killing and feeding.� Riley admits, shooting a tracking device into the demons thigh before nodding his head towards Buffy. Looking at the monitoring device he makes sure it works before moving backwards. �You can release it. We can monitor it from now on and hopefully follow it to its nest.�
Buffy looks down at the demon as it tries to shake her loose, it finally gaining purchase and pushing itself to a standing position with her hanging onto it�s back. �Watch out, I�m going to let it go.� Buffy waits until the perfect moment and lets go as she flies off the back of the demon to land and roll on the ground, watching intently as it takes off running.
Buffy growls and pops up, hesitating to look at Tara.
�Go. Make sure it doesn�t harm anyone.� Tara orders softly, knowing her lover is worried about leaving her with the commandos. �I�ll be fine.�
�Love you.� Buffy whispers before taking off at a quick run after the demon, ignoring the couple commandos keeping pace beside her.
Riley looks at the other soldiers before looking down at Tara. �We�ll follow behind once we get back to the vehicle. We should be able to catch up to them relatively quickly.�
Tara nods and jogs hurriedly behind them, realizing she really needs to exercise more. The walking and patrolling keep her in decent shape, but running or jogging for long periods of time are really not high on her priority list.
***
Buffy glances over her shoulder at the commando�s that are slowly losing ground, smirking and shaking her head, she looks back at the demon she�s keeping track of. As they head back into Sunnydale, Buffy frowns as she lets it get a little further ahead of her, watching as it heads towards Restfield Cemetery.
Coming out of the woods a few blocks down from the cemetery, Buffy glances to the SUV heading down the road towards them, sighing quietly in relief as she sees Tara�s arm wave towards her from the open window. As it slows down beside her, Buffy jumps on the running board and holds onto the mirror as the other two commandos climb in. �You okay?� Buffy questions softly, not having felt any feelings other than worry coming from Tara, knowing that the woman was worried about her.
�I�m fine.� Tara gently strokes her fingertips down Buffy�s cheek smiling at her lover as they make their way towards the cemetery. �You know where it�s heading, don�t you?�
�Yeah. Restfield from the looks of it.� Buffy growls softly as something else plays around in her mind about who the �Doctor� might be.
�Do you think�?� Tara trails off as Buffy slowly nods her head, her eyes narrowing in contemplation.
�I wouldn�t put it past him.� Buffy admits her eyes serious as she considers what to do. �If it is, he�s gone too far. If he�s doing this��
�I know, love. I know.� Tara grasps Buffy shoulder and squeezes gently as they pull up outside the cemetery gates. Watching as her lover hops down and opens the door for her.
�Grab your gear, she�s stopped moving.� Riley orders, hitting the button to open the back as the men gather the gear. Looking over at Buffy and Tara as the two women talk softly, he shakes his head. Grabbing a chest belt with grenades and smoke bombs on it, he straps it on before grabbing one of the flamethrowers as Jason grabs the other one. �Be prepared for anything. Flames and explosions are the main things that�ll kill them quick. Let�s go.�
�I�m going in first.� Buffy warns softly, her eyes flashing as Riley starts to argue, the look obvious on his face. �Don�t even. This is my town, my decision. You guys will be packing up and heading out again after this is over with. We have to live here, and I am in charge.� Buffy growls deeply. Turning to Tara she starts to open her mouth and is stopped by a firm finger pressing against her lips.
�I go where you go.� Tara shakes her head to Buffy�s obvious look.
Sighing heavily, Buffy slowly nods her head, knowing she won�t be able to talk the stubborn woman into staying back out of harms way. �Be prepared, and please be careful.� Buffy warns, kissing her lover hard and quick before turning to jog towards Spike�s crypt.
�Always.� Tara murmurs, hurrying after her lover as the commandos follow them in a spread out semi-circle, Riley almost even with Buffy. Shaking her head, she moves quicker so she comes even on the other side as they make it to Spike�s crypt.
�He already knows we�re here, stay back.� Buffy growls, knowing the vampire had heard them, and could probably smell them by now. Shifting back, Buffy kicks the door in, smirking at the angry grunt she receives from inside. �Honey, I�m home!�
Tara groans softly as she slips into the crypt behind Buffy and shifts to the corner, pulling out her preferred weapons of choice as she watches Buffy stalk up to the blonde vampire.
�Oi, decided you wanted a bit o� me, did ya�?� Spike smirks at the slayer, before his eyes land on Tara. �I�m up for taking you both on, I am.�
�Sorry, we�re not interested, Spike.� Tara murmurs, shaking her head. �I already have what I want.�
Buffy smirks as Spike�s eyes jerk back to her and the vampire inhales deeply even as he takes a step closer to her, his eyes widening in shock and surprise. �I bet you wish you were half as good as she is.� Buffy smirks even bigger as she tilts her head hearing a noise that she can�t place. Frowning slightly, she searches the crypt but doesn�t see anything� Realizing the sounds are coming from down below, Buffy growls softly and shoves past the vampire, slamming her fist hard against his head as he grabs her by the arm yanking her around.
�Bloody hell!� Spike groans, spinning around into the side of the crypt from her hit. Reaching up to his aching jaw, he stares at the slayer, the shock still obvious on his face. �You�ve bloody well been claimed. Who�s the bloke that took over Poofter�s mark? He�ll be rightly pissed when he finds out, he will.� Spike smirks at the thought, before frowning. �Who the hell would you have let claim it? Only vampire you�ve been with is me Grandsire.�
�Wasn�t a vampire, Spike.� Tara smirks, the pleasure of what she�s going to tell the vampire flooding her.
Spike flares his nose and opens his vampire senses, before vamping out at the impossibility of what he�s sensing. �Not fuckin� possible!� He snarls angrily, it being an affront to his vampiric nature that a human has taken over a claiming mark of a vampire, and one of his line at that. Snarling angrily, he lunges for the slayer, slamming into her, and flying over the sarcophagus beside Tara, ignoring the flare of pain from his chip.
�SEPARATE!� Tara cries out loudly after a second of watching the vampire slam into her lover, the shock taking a moment to wear off before she acts. Seeing Riley and a couple of the other commandos raising their guns, she snarls at them. �HE�S MINE!�
Buffy, stunned, shakes her head to get her senses back in order even as she watches her lover advance on Spike. Feeling the pure, unadulterated rage coming from Tara, she stares at the witch in shock. She never would have believed Tara capable of that particular emotion to that degree. Starting to say something to her lover, she hears some cracking and chittering sounds coming from below them. �Riley! Down below! They�re hatching!�
Riley jerks his head from watching Tara advance on the vampire, surprised at the livid anger on her face to Buffy pointing to a hole in the floor. Pulling two concussion grenades, he yanks the tabs and tosses them into the hole. Backing away from the opening, he turns his back until they go off. �Now!� He growls as he climbs down the hole, preparing the flamethrower with Jason following him.
�I warned you, Spike.� Tara explains softly, her eyes cold as she stares at the vampire.
Spike snarls at the witch before his eyes come into contact with the glacier white eyes staring back at him. Feeling his demon retreat within him at the power coming from the witch, he whimpers.
Buffy stares in disbelief as she watches her normally calm, caring and sweet lover literally tear the vampire to pieces with a simple wave of her hand. The hair on the back of her neck literally standing up from the power flowing from her lover, Buffy watches as Tara shakes her head slightly as the vampire dust slowly settles in the crypt. Cautiously stepping up behind her, Buffy places her hand on her lower back, sighing in relief as she feels Tara pulling the power back into herself. Never knowing that Tara was capable of doing what she just did, she stares at her as she slowly turns and collapses against her. Wrapping her arms around the shuddering woman, she presses her lips to her temple. �It�s okay, love. It�s okay.� Buffy murmurs softly, holding Tara up as the woman�s knees seem to give out and she leans heavily into her.
Tara starts to shake uncontrollably, not liking herself very much at this point as the reality of what she�d just done settles inside her. The uncontrollable urge to protect Buffy and take out the threat to her lover was all she could think about when Spike had gone after her slayer. Burying her face in Buffy�s neck, she whimpers quietly as the tears start to fall.
Buffy groans at the confused, swirling feelings coming from Tara. Hearing Riley telling the commandos that they got all the Suvolte baby demons and the mother, Buffy quickly picks Tara up and carries her out of the crypt. Settling on top of a large tombstone, she hugs the woman to her body tightly. �You were just protecting me, Tara.� Buffy whispers softly. �I would have done the same thing, except used my hands to do it.� Buffy admits quietly, not knowing if it�ll help Tara or not, but if it�d been Tara that Spike went after, she would have probably done worse to the vampire. Tara�s ripping him apart had only lasted seconds, whereas she would have probably taken hours on the vampire and taken him out piece by piece, slowly.
Tara curls up into a tighter ball, grasping the slayer�s t-shirt tightly in her hands. �Is it really going to b-be okay?� Tara questions hoarsely, keeping her face against Buffy�s neck.
�You didn�t do anything wrong, Tara. Think about what he was about to unleash on Sunnydale, and in turn, the world. He was evil and as soon as he would have figured out a way around his chip, he would have gone on a killing spree. You know that as well as I do and I can guarantee you eventually he would have figured it out.�
Tara nods slowly, understanding her lover�s words, but the guilt not so easily dismissed. Feeling Buffy stiffen slightly, Tara shifts her face to look at Riley as the other commandos head back towards the vehicle.
�The Suvolte Demon, along with all the hatchlings are taken care of.� Riley explains, looking at the two women. �We can give you a lift home, if you would like.� Riley offers softly, finally noticing how upset Tara is.
�Do you want a lift home?� Buffy questions Tara softly, brushing her lips over her cheek as all she gets is a little shrug from the Wiccan. Looking back up at Riley, Buffy sighs quietly. �Please?�
Riley just nods and tilts his head towards the vehicle before striding away.
Buffy eases off the tombstone and slowly makes her way to the vehicle.
�I can walk.� Tara murmurs quietly.
�Shhh. Let me, Tara. You�ve taken care of me, let me return the favor.� Buffy whispers before pressing her lips to her forehead. �You�ve nothing to be ashamed of, or to feel guilty about, love. He was a demon, and evil. Even with the chip in his head he went after me. He could have possibly gone after you, or an innocent. How would that make you feel, if you had a chance to take him out and he hurt someone?�
Tara groans and re-tucks her face against Buffy�s strong neck. �I know what you�re trying to do.� Tara mumbles, slowly relaxing.
�You�re smart, of course you know.� Buffy smiles as she hears the quiet chuckle come from Tara and feels the slowly calming feelings of her lover. �You going to be okay?�
�Yes, how can I not be? You�re taking care of me.� Tara murmurs, grinning against Buffy�s neck as Buffy snorts. �I love you.�
�I love you, too.� Buffy hugs Tara more firmly against her before carefully climbing into the front seat, still holding Tara. Slayer coordination definitely needed for the maneuver before she shifts slightly so she can shut the door.
Tara relaxes even more as Riley drives back to the house, the feel of Buffy holding her firmly while stroking her fingers gently over her side and back making her settle quicker. As Riley pulls into the drive, putting the vehicle in park without getting out, she glances up at the soldier. Seeing the pain, but also the acceptance in his eyes, she smiles softly at him. �Thank you, Riley.�
�No, thank you.� Riley smiles back at the understanding in her eyes along with the silent acknowledgement. �We need to get back and make our report.� He pulls a card out of one of his pockets, handing it to Tara. �If you should ever need help, just call that number and leave a message. We�ll be sure to get you whatever help you need.�
Buffy looks at Riley for a few minutes, studying him before nodding at the sincerity in his eyes. �Thanks, Riley. Have a safe trip back.� Buffy opens the door and steps down, continuing to hold Tara to her firmly, allowing Tara to shut the door as they watch Riley wave before putting the vehicle in reverse and backing out of the drive to head back down Revello Drive and out of sight.
�He screwed up in the past, but he�s a good guy.� Tara admits softly.
�Yeah, he is. I hope he finds someone, he deserves to have happiness in his life, too.� Buffy hugs Tara and smiles down at her lover.
�Are you happy?� Tara whispers, searching Buffy�s eyes, the question actually a lot more in depth than the simple words portray.
�Happier than I ever thought I could, or would be.� Buffy brushes her cheek against Tara�s. �Good thing it took me a while to realize that I like to play for the home team.�
Tara quirks her eyebrow at the mischief filling hazel eyes as Buffy continues carrying her up to the house. �Do I have to ask?� Tara questions curiously.
Buffy gently sets Tara down on her feet before digging her keys out and unlocking the door, allowing Tara to go in front of her as she follows her in and locks the door behind them. Dropping the keys on the table she turns and wraps her arms around Tara�s waist, pulling her tightly into her body. Placing her lips against Tara�s ear, Buffy whispers with total conviction. �I would have fought Willow tooth and nail for you. And she wouldn�t have had a chance.� Buffy nibbles lightly on Tara�s earlobe, smirking as Tara moans softly. �Wanna know why she wouldn�t have had a chance?�
�Why?� Tara questions breathily, tilting her head to give Buffy freer access to her neck as the slayer works her way down her neck.
�Sexy Superhero here. By your own lips.� Buffy chuckles as Tara snorts back a laugh, smiling as she feels Tara release the last bit of guilt and unease she�d been feeling.
�With puny muscles.� Tara jokes, squeezing the slayer�s arm, the strength the slayer has definitely not obvious to the casual eye, but the feel of steel-like strength under her fingertips very, very obvious.
�I�s gots muscles� Just don�ts looks likes its.� Buffy pouts adorably up at her lover before grabbing Tara into her arms and taking the stairs three at a time, heading for their bedroom. �Show you what I can do with my muscles.�
Tara laughs delightedly at her playful lover, seeing a side of the slayer that most people didn�t get to see. �Goddess, I love you.�
�I love you, too.� Buffy returns the smile coming from Tara as she gently kicks the door shut behind them, planning on making tonight a very memorable night. Wanting to be playful and not too serious so Tara doesn�t think about what happened earlier.
�I need to shower first, love.� Tara murmurs seeing the playful glint in her lover�s eyes, wondering what Buffy�s up to.
�Do you have anything against sharing?� Buffy questions curiously, the thought of Tara all wet and soapy making her pulse pound fast and hard.
�I guess not.� Tara shakes her head, grinning crookedly at Buffy. �I�ve never shared before, but I don�t mind trying new things.�
�Good.� Buffy growls, before spinning around and heading back to the door, chuckling as Tara reaches down to open it for her. �I foresee slippery fun in our near future.�
Tara chuckles softly, having to admit she�s really enjoying this side of the normally serious slayer.
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