RedIshtar - I'd like the chocolate sauce! Very good for many many many things
Arwen276 - Well, Willow's pretty angry...Slayer might not have to do anything at all!
faithy - Well, Julian's a nice guy...he just kinda spent his whole life relying on Tara's promise that was half-hearted to begin with. This story's about consequences for past actions, sorta. Tara didn't know how to say "no" and now Julian's come back to haunt her with her promise. Julian shut himself off to the world, and now he has no one to turn to except for Tara, who can't and doesn't love him the way he wants her to.
Grimlock72 - About the gun...the gun is for Dawn, mainly because Slayer and Witches can't be around the house 24/7. As this is set 4 years in the future, Dawn's now 19, and more responsible, I would assume. And Willow has her reasons for taking the gun instead of using magicks - not sure if I wrote it well enough to get the message across of "why," but hey, let me know!
bindingwiccan - Another side of Tara comes out in this chapter (I hope).
allykat - NOOOOOO!!! Don't pound Julian into smithereens with your hammer! He's mine! MINE!!!!!!! *whispers* At least save me the hair? (hair fetish)
Seldomly Naughty - You see, Tish dear, I'm interested, very interesting, but Gimmy would kick my ass all over Kitten Chat if I laid a hand on you our SC. You. And she said it herself, "If you stay, she'll make it worth your while..."
The Rose24 - Gulp indeed! I'll second that gulp! *gulps*
willow fan7 - I addressed the gun issue up there and I'm sorry, but Julian's too hot to kill.
Shinnen - This hungry student needs yogurt! She ran out!!!
robotguru - Julian has a great heart (he just lets his "I MUST GET TARA" side take over him in this fic), and he's hot too
littlecrazy80 - Don't hate him! Hate bad! Hate VERY bad!
Imjustme - Awwww thanks! I'm glad you like it that much!
amberfan87 - Oh thanks, sis! You didn't have to do that! Class is much more important than fic-reading (so says the hypocrite)! And nope, not pregnant.
Title: A Promise Once Made
Author: jadeo0
Feedback: Loved it? Hated it? I don’t care. Just tell me why and I’m a happy camper.
Disclaimer: This ain’t mine. None of it. Except for the dorky hotness of Julian (Mmm…).
Spoilers: Season 5 – This is set about 4 years after “The Body”
Pairings: W/T
Summary: A promise that Tara made in her teenage years is coming back to get her.
Rating: PG-13 – R, it depends, but I’ll give warning
Notes: As this is set in the future, and branches off from canon after Joyce dies, we’ll assume that Glory/Ben was defeated, and Dawn was saved in time at the tower. So Buffy lives, and life goes on with the slayage until Valentine’s Day, 2006.
Part Eight         Tara let out a shuddering sigh as she awoke, becoming aware of her foreign surroundings. “W-where am I?” It was dark outside, and it registered in her mind that she was staring at a seatbelt buckle – so she was in a car. Her neck was stiff; she must have slept for hours. She stretched, yawning.
        “Tara.” An unfamiliar voice made her sit up in her seat. She looked over.
        “J-Julian?” Tara was confused. It was coming back to her now – she had been tired and Julian had offered to drive her home. But it had been light out then. “What’s g-going on?”
        “I’m sorry I had to do this, Tara.” He held up an opened pack of sleeping pills. “Knocks the toughest gangster out like a baby. I’m sorry it had to come down to this.” Julian placed his hands on the wheels and looked away, unable to make eye contact. “But I can’t let you go now that I have you again. You have no idea how hard it’s been for me. You were my only friend, and you still are. For ten years, I’ve been waiting to see you again, to hold you, to love you –“
        “But you can’t.” There was no trace of a stutter in Tara’s voice as she spoke. “You can’t do this. You can’t make me love you more than I do. You can’t force me, or anyone, to go with you anywhere.”
        “Tara, please, listen to me,” Julian pleaded. He stared directly at her, forcing eye contact. “I can’t live without you. You need to understand that. I’ve been saving myself for you – I wouldn’t let anyone come near me, in the hopes that I would find you and take you back with me.”
        “Do you think that I wasn’t lonely after you left?” Tara didn’t back down from the stare, but intensified it as the emotions inside her built, threatening to explode. She was naturally slow to anger, but Julian was really pushing it. Why couldn’t he understand? Why couldn’t he take “no” for an answer? “You,” she dug a finger into his chest, “were my only friend too. When you left, I had no one. Nobody wanted to be my friend – I was the stupid bimbo who was too shy to say a word. You, you had the chance of a fresh start. You had the chance of making new friends and being happy. It’s your fault if you didn’t take that opportunity and make use of it.”
        Tara knew what she had said was harsh in comparison to anything else she’d ever said to him, but Julian had to be told where to stop. It hurt her to have to shatter his dream…but she had to. She loved Willow, and nothing was going to pull her away from her family. “Let me go, Julian. And go – go live knowing that I’ll always be here for you…as a friend.”
        “No.” Julian shook his head, blinking back hot angry tears. “No. My whole heart belongs to you. W-would you just break it right here, right now? You are my life, Tara. I don’t know how to live without you. Every second of every day, I think of you. Where do I go from here? The only place left for me to go is death. Would you do that to me? Do you care so little about me?” He grabbed her arm. “Give me a chance, Tara. You said ‘yes.’ Now keep that promise.”
        Tara solemnly shook her head. “You know m-my answer already. My place is here – with my family.”
        “No.” Julian tightened his grip on her forearm, causing Tara to gasp in pain.
        “Julian, let go of me.” Her voice filled with fear as she saw her friend’s visage take on that of a wounded animal. “Julian!”
        “You’re coming with me whether you want to or not!” he yelled.
        “You’re hurting me!” Tara tried to pull her arm away, but his hold was too strong. She calmed herself, gathering power. “Off!” Immediately, Julian withdrew, yelping in pain. Tara took advantage of the opportunity as she quickly muttered an incantation to unlock her car door.
        “What the –“ Julian stared after her in amazement. “How the hell did you do that?” But Tara didn’t answer – she was already half a block away and picking up speed. “Come back here!” Hastily unlocking his own car door, he ran after her.
        Tara looked behind her as she willed herself to move faster, desperate to get away. Her mind was in absolute panic. Was he going to catch her? And if he did, would he force her against her will to go with him? “Goddess, give me strength,” she prayed. She knew she wasn’t a runner, and long distances definitely weren’t her thing. But she had to get away. She had to find Willow…but she was lost.
        Her spontaneous take-off into the night had left her somewhat clueless of her whereabouts. Tara paused, unsure of where to go. She didn’t recognize this part of Sunnydale, although she was sure she had been here at least once. Warehouses surrounded her, and with the road she had taken, Tara had no choice but to head into the main bulk of the buildings.
        “Tara! Wait!” Tara could hear Julian’s pounding footsteps as he neared, steadily gaining ground on her.
        Panting, she picked up the pace, darting around the nearest building. Sure enough, Julian appeared from around the corner moments later. He stopped, studying the ground before heading in the same direction as Tara.
        Both failed to notice the group of vampires observing their flight. Nodding to each other, they began to follow.
                                        ~*~
        “Do you have any idea to where he might have taken Tara?” Xander sped up his walking pace trying to keep up with Willow. When she had shown up at the Magic Box, they had all split up and set out to look for the missing blonde and her kidnapper.
        “I can’t sense her, I don’t know what’s going on, or where she is, or if she’s okay…” Willow trailed off, staring down at the ground and moving even faster then she already was.
        “Hey careful there, or you’ll –“ Xander pulled his best friend to the side, keeping her from walking into a tree. He lost his balance, not expecting the resulting weight, and tumbled to the ground on top of Willow – namely, on top of Willow’s bag. “– hit a tree, and damn the devil, Will, what the heck is a gun doing in your bag?” Timidly, he pulled the weapon out from the now-open bag. “W-Will?”
        Willow grabbed the gun from Xander’s hand and picking up her bag, began to speed-walk again. “I’m gonna kill this sick bastard if he’s touched her, and I’m not gonna use magick ‘cause I wanna let the world know that I will do anything, and I mean
anything to protect my girl.” Her hands were clenched into little fists as she looked back. “I don’t care what happens to me, but tomorrow, Tara’s gonna be safe and sound. If it means that I’ll have to use this, then I will.”
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Not sure if I got the intensity right, and is this isn't beta-ed, I would LOVE to know whether you thought I got the right atmosphere going. Thanks.
Sorry it was so short - been busy.
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