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My Willow	By : Eagleblaze Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Tara/Willow Views: 3399 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Willow paced the room anxiously. She had thought she saw something in Tara, but what if she was wrong? What if she had just ruined that with her stupid mouth? After the events of late, she had started to think the vampire truly cared for her. {I must be going crazy..} The blonde had been gone for a while, and Willow had started to worry. Started wasn't the right word - she /was/ worried. For whom or what, she had no clue. {I can't possibly be concerned for a vampire who is keeping me captive!} She tried to convince herself, though she knew it was wrong. A crashing outside the room caught Willows attention, and out of curiosity, she crept to the door and pulled it open a creak. What she saw wasn't quite so surprising. It was just two vampires fighting with each other - for what reason, Willow didn't know, and didn't care to find out. Before she could close the door and retreat, the vampires stopped fighting, noses twitching.
"Uh oh.." Willow breathed as they turned towards her, smirking. Cursing her curiosity, she slammed the door shut, looking around desperately. She knew it would only take one kick from a vampire for the door to break. {Stake.. Stake.. Stake..} She chanted silently, looking at the desk. She wasn't sure why a vampire would have a wooden desk, but she didn't have time to think about it.
"Aw, I don't think she wants to play!" A vampire taunted her from outside the door. Adrenaline making her nauseous, Willow climbed onto the desk, stomping her foot on the top as hard as she could, repeating the action over and over. She dimily heard one of the vampires swear, and the door was knocked in. She stomped harder, seeing the wood start to splinter. Right as she almost had the broken wood free, a hard backhand sent her crashing to the ground, knocking the computer down and breaking the remainder of the wood free with her fall. Willow thanked the gods that she hadn't fallen and gotten impaled on broken wood. Her relief was short lived when a hand grabbed the back of her shirt, tossing her across the room like a rag doll. She hit the wall with a grunt, rolling to the ground roughly, crying out when a sharp pain shot up her leg. She tried to push herself up as a ginger haired male vampire, and a brunette female vampire stalked towards her. The ones who were fighting moments ago. She fell with a soft cry, looking up at her attackers. "I think master left her pet behind.." The male taunted, "Are you all alone, little lamb?" Willow looked around, hoping Tara wouldn't blame her for the destruction of parts of the room.
"Tara will be mad when she gets back if you hurt me.." Willow warned raspily, gasping when the female kicked her in the stomach, knocking the air from her. The brunette kneeled in front of her face, grinning cruelly,
"You know what I think?"
"Don't really care.." Willow retorted with a glare. The ginger chuckled,
"Fiesty one." The female ignored her companion,
"I think our precious master is dust. She went soft on you. That doesn't look good to other vampires.. If shes vulnerable now.. Those that she's looked down on will take revenge." Willow gulped,
"Then why didn't you kill her yourself? Too scared?" The vampire growled, grabbing her hair tightly and yanking her head closer,
"I'm not scared of anything!"
"Calm down, I think little lamb is trying to tell us something. I think she wants to play." Willow had gone silent, her eyes narrowed in concentration. Both vampires laughed,
"I think shes scared!" When the other vampire knelt down, grabbing her by the throat, she almost lost her concentration.
"I think shes gone mad! Look at her, shes not even fighting!"
"Aw.. Thats no fun.." The vampire pulled her closer by her hair, licking her neck. {Deja vu much?} Before the vampire could do more than prick her skin with his fangs, a look of shock crossed his face before he turned to dust. Willow coughed when she inhaled some, the broken wood she had floated falling to the ground. The female stared at the dust that used to be her companion, then back to her in shock.
"You.. You're a witch!" Willow was sweating in exhaustion, brought on by the mix of magic, pain and fear. The female vampire bared her fangs, sending a punch to her nose, causing her head to swing back and hit the wall. Still holding her still by her hair, she dug a long nail into her cheek, trailing it down slowly. Willow grimaced and bit her lip, trying to focus on the wood again. The vampire saw her thoughts and grabbed the piece of wood, getting up swiftly. Willow struggled, trying to get up as her only hope to save herself was thrown into a fire outside. She winced, noticing what the fire was for. Getting rid of bodies. The smell was horrible. Willow wondered how she hadn't smelled it before, even when she left with Tara. Perhaps they only burned the bodies at certain times. The vampire came back, smirking at her dismayed expression. "You arent too powerful now, are you?" She cooed, dragging her finger through the cut on her cheek, licking the blood off with a look of ecstasy. "Mm.. You taste good.. Has anyone ever told you that..? Did my master ever taste you..?" The vampires face changed, and she looked about ready to pounce when a sharp snarl caught both of their attentions. Willow sighed in relief, slumping down weakly.
"M-Master- I uh.. I was just uh.." Tara stalked into the room, growling lowly at the minion,
"You dare break into my room and attack my pet?" Willow saw her yellow eyes flicker towards her, burning with rage. "Then you try to use excuses against me? Where did you get the nerve?" The minion glanced at Willow hatefully, then back to Tara,
"She was trying to escape, master. She broke the desk and staked Aaron, then ran back in here when I went after her. She locked herself in.. I had to break the door." Tara glanced between the two with a frown. But that wasn't what concerned Willow at that moment. What concerned her, was the stake embedded in Taras shoulder.

***

Buffy landed the first punch, going to kick Taras side while she was stunned. Tara ducked the kick, Slapping the stake from the other blondes hand before jumping up to slip behind the slayer, a few more punches thrown between the two before Tara hit the slayer in the small of her back, stunning her enough to grab her in a tight grip. The slayer fought against her, elbowing her in the ribs. Tara winced, but the enticing smell of slayer blood urged her on. She held the slayer tightly by her head and shoulders, digging her fangs deeply into her neck, reopening an old bite mark. The slayer gasped in pain, fighting harder. Suddenly, Tara heard a noise behind her that caused her to move, just as something stabbed into the back of her shoulder, only slightly missing her heart. The slayer fell to the ground once out of her grip, and Tara stared at her for a moment. {What am I doing?! This is Willows best friend!} The stake in her shoulder forgotten, Tara shoved the human boy who had put it there away, running off. She heard the boy rush to the slayers side, his heart racing in concern. Tara knew the slayers heart was still strong, but she had almost taken too much. How would she have explained that to Willow? She suddenly stumbled, a sharp pain pulsing from her head. She knew this pain. It meant one of her childer had been dusted. She had been with the slayer… So who had killed one of her minions? Tara ran faster as the answer came to her, bursting into the mansion, doing the stairs by threes. The door to her suite had been broken off the hinges, revealing Cristina, one of her stronger minions, crouching in front of Willow. She recognized the stance the other vampire fell into before a kill, and snarled loudly. She noticed Willow relax, and stalked towards Cristina as she fought for an excuse,
"M-Master- I uh.. I was just uh.." Tara growled a warning to her. Cristina was one of her favourites, and she didn't want to have to dust her.
"You dare break into my room and attack my pet?" She glanced towards Willow, taking in her visible injuries. Her cheek had a deep scratch, and her nose and neck were bleeding. Her neck wasn't too bad bleeding wise, but there were deep imprints of hands on it. Angrily, she hissed, "Then you try to use excuses against me? Where did you get the nerve?" In her anger, she didn't notice the look Cristina sent Willows way.
"She was trying to escape, master. She broke the desk and staked Aaron, then ran back in here when I went after her. She locked herself in.. I had to break the door." Tara frowned and looked between the two. She didn't want to believe Cristina, but if she was right, Aaron was the minion staked, and the desk was indeed broken, as was her computer. Willow had also fought with her before she left, so the possibility of her trying to escape was higher. She looked to Willow to ask if this was true, but stopped when she saw tears running down her face, and a betrayed expression. As she took in the girls injuries again, she realized that if what Cristina said happened was true, she wouldn't have had the time to inflict such wounds before she got there. Besides, She had already warned Willow that if her friends came here, she would kill them. Tara snarled, grabbing Cristina by her neck, half leading, half dragging the struggling vampire into a dark room that smelled of blood, chaining her in the middle of the room, so that her toes barely touched the ground and her weight was mostly supported by her arms. The minion looked to her pleadingly,
"Master.. I didnt mean-" Tara kicked the back of her knees to knock her off balance.
"You attacked my pet, probably intending to kill her, and then LIED to me." Tara snarled, watching the vampire struggled to regain balance to get the pressure off her arms. "You're lucky I dont feel like staking you, but I /will/ be back later to punish you." Without another word, Tara left the room and rushed back upstairs. She was shocked to see that Willow had been attempting to pull herself to the window, holding a broken piece of wood in her hand. "Willow? What are you doing?" Tara saw the way Willow was dragging one of her legs behind her, and assumed it was broken. Willow didn't look back at her, trying hard to pull herself faster.
"..leave.. Me.. Alone.." Noticing where the girl was looking, Tara remembered the stake in her shoulder.
"..shit." She pulled the stake out with a grimace. "Willow it could've been any.."
"..No. That's Buffys. I know it.. Mr. Pointy.." Tara moved over towards her, stopping her path. Willow glared at her, "What did you do? Did you kill her?!" Tara frowned, grabbing the redhead despite her protests.
"..They attacked me, I had no-" She could hear Willows heart rate increase and cursed her wording, pushing the blankets away before laying her gently on the bed.
"Sure they-" Willow paused, "They? There was..? And you..? K-Ki-" Tara shook her head, ordering someone to fix her door and bring her some medical supplies.
"I Didn't.. kill them." Willow scoffed tearfully,
"You don't seem so sure about that.." Tara grabbed the stuff brought, sitting next to Willow. The girl tried to squirm away, stopping with a grimace of pain.
"It was self-defense." Tara insisted quietly, gently feeling the broken leg to assess the damage. Willow clutched the blanket tightly, but didn't make a noise.
"Who.. Who was with her..?" Tara shrugged, grabbing and pulling Willows pants down. Willows breathing quickened, but she didn't comment. Tara set the bone quickly before replying, wincing at Willows cry of pain.
"A brown haired male about both your ages." Willow seemed to choke,
"Xander..?" Tara frowned, wrapping the leg up and adding a splint before moving onto the wounds on Willows face.
"Both were alive when I left.." Willow shut her eyes tightly as Tara cleaned up her broken nose, taping it gently before cleaning and bandaging the cut on her cheek.
"So what did you.. What did you.. Do..?" Tara frowned.
"..I fought the slayer."
"What /exactly/ did you do?!" Willow snapped. Tara winced at the betrayed tone in her voice.
"I'm a vampire, Willow. She attacked me while I was feeding… instinct took over and I.." Willow was trembling with anger and fear,
"You /what/?!" Tara felt her own anger start to rise. She had nothing to feel bad about right now!
"She let my dinner get away. I was still hungry.. I fed. Your other friend.. Xander.. Took the stake she had dropped, and tried to dust me. I heard him, and moved enough that he missed the heart. Is that good enough for you? I fed from the slayer! I would have killed her had your friend not been there." Willow gulped. Tara was certain she would have curled away from her if her leg wasn't broken and in a splint.
"Buffy.. Oh god.. Buffy and Xander.. They could be..? You don't.. You don't know if they..?" Tara blinked, trying to act neutral,
"The boy was fine and already went to help the slayer when I left. Her breathing was fine. But no, I don't know if she died." She examined the crying girl, a frown deepening on her face as the human tried to shift away from her. "...If you promise not to tell her where we are, I can let you call her." Willow looked up in shock, her face lighting up,
"Really?!" Tara nodded reluctantly, flinching when the girl wrapped her arms around her neck. "Thank you! Thank you!" Tara calmed slightly, a smile growing on her face.
"I'll just need to bring a phone in here. You know her number?" Willow nodded. "I'll be back.. Stay here." Willow gave her an unamused look, causing her to flush in embarassment at her dumb statement.

***

Willow watched the door expectantly, waiting anxiously for Tara to return, warring with her own mind. {She almost killed Buffy, and possibly Xander - why did I /thank/ her? I mean, I guess she didn't have to let me call them.. Since I could tell them where we are..} She paused, frowning and looking down. {Since I probably /will/ tell them. Even if I've come to.. slightly like Tara. With all the gang in tow, there's no doubt they could beat her.. And as it is, I heard shes running out of minions..} She flinched out of her thoughts when Tara came back into the room, carrying a hefty mobile phone. Willow felt a wave of guilt from the smile on her face.
"Here. I have some.. Matters to attend to. Know that the minion who hurt you will be severely punished." Willow forced a smile. {Is she trusting me to talk to Buffy alone?} Willow felt another pang of guilt as the vampire left her alone. Quickly, before the vampire could come back and change her mind, Willow dialed Buffys number, listening anxiously as it rang. {Pick up.. Pick up… Come on..} Relief flooded her when a voice answered,
“Hello?” Her heart sank. That wasn’t Buffy. It was Xander, though, which brought some relief. But why hadn’t Buffy answered?
“Xander! You’re okay!” She heard a clatter on the other end. When Xander responded, his voice was tight,
“Willow? Is that really you?” Willow sobbed lightly, trying to keep it together,
“It is.. I heard about what happened, is Buffy-?”
“Buffys fine. I got her to a hospital.. Will, where are you? We’ve been worried sick!” Willow frowned, glancing at the newly fixed door. Lowering her voice, she answered anxiously,
“I’m not sure where exactly, but on the edges of town in a mansion-”
“It was that.. Tara, right? She took you?! Are you okay? Has she hurt you?”
“Yeah.. it was her-” Willow glanced at the splint on her leg, “and /she/ didn’t hurt me… not much-” Willow winced at a sudden scream from downstairs, gulping as she recognized the voice from the vampire who had attacked her earlier.
“What was that?!” Xander blurted worriedly,
“It uh- wasn’t.. human-?”
“That doesn’t-” Willow held the phone closer at another scream,
“Listen, Xand, I don’t know how long it will be until she comes back..”
“How did you get a phone?” Willow bit her lip,
“She uh.. she gave it to me to call you guys-?” Xander scoffed,
“And she left you alone with it? Kinda dumb-” Willow paused, guilt making her stomach flop,
“She seems to actually… trust me-” Xander snorted on the other end,
“Well her mistake is our gain, I guess. We’ll come get you as soon as we can-” Willow shook her head even though he couldn’t see it,
“No no - wait until Buffys better. I uh.. heard she lost a lot of blood-”
“And whose fault is that?” Willow pushed on,
“If you come here for me, you’ll all need to be at your best. Xand, she’s beat us three times already, and this is /her/ home. She’s lost some minions - actually, quite a few - so it should be easier than before in the cemetery.. I’m up on the second floor, the second door down-” More commotion was heard on the other side of the phone,
“Buffy!” Xander exclaimed in relief,
“Who is on the phone - I thought I heard-” There was a shuffle, and then Buffys voice replaced Xander’s,
“Willow? Is that you?” Willow gasped in relief. She sounded okay. Tara hadn’t lied to her. It just made Willow feel even guiltier.
“Buffy? Gods, are you okay? You shouldn’t be up talking on the phone-”
“Will, I’m fine. This has happened before, remember? What about /you/? You’re the one who was - wait, you /were/ kidnapped right? You didn’t just leave us, right?”
“I uh.. Yes, Tara took me.” Willow murmured, shifting anxiously, wincing as she did.
“Are you okay-? God, she didn’t hurt you, right? I shouldn’t be just laying here-!” Buffy panicked. Willow could hear a commotion which she expected was Xander trying to keep Buffy in the hospital bed, and quickly objected,
“Buffy! Buffy, Stop! I’m fine! It uh.. Wasn't /her/ that hurt me-”
“So you’re still hurt?!” Willow winced at her choice of words,
“Kind of.. Not too bad.. But thats not the point - You need to rest. You can’t help me if you come here so weak that you’re killed.. Besides..” Willow smiled sadly, quoting Buffys earlier statement in a gruff, mocking voice, “This has happened before, remember?” Buffy sniffled on the other line, and Willow imagined her nodding.
“Okay.. but as soon as i’m better, we’re coming to get you - shit, a nurse is coming - I’ll tell Giles about this but uh - just uh.. Just stay safe until we get there? Try not to anger her, and dont tell her that we talked about this-” Then the line went dead. Willow slowly lowered the hand with the phone, anxiety making her stomach flop. {They’re coming to get me.. I just need to stay on Taras good side and.. And hope that when they come here.. They don’t all die.}

((One step forward, two steps back.))
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