Fic: Pathways and Patterns (Sequel to This Look of Love)

[MissQuirky]

Its not possible for u to be good, BV! But i'm right there w/ ya!



So u wanna appointment to see Dr Nath and Nurse Ashley! We can help!



~Ashley~

Willow: We can come by between classes. Usually I use that time to copy over my class notes with a system of different colored pens. But it's been pointed out to me that that's, you know... insane.
Tara: I said quirky.

[Urn of Osiris]

You didn't BV and ASH. You didn't just come in here doing the "U" thingy. In here? OMG Come on.



Granny vamp and Nurse Ashley.......What a pair.



I'm pretty sure if you check back bright and early in the morning you'll get some happy family fun. Pg kind of fun.



So behave you two. You two are everywhere, damn it cracks me up.



Ash......I've caught on the the upper/lower case consanant use

Urn of Osiris
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"If you see someone without a smile, give them one of yours!" My 5 year old

[MissQuirky]

Are we ever gonna get a lil higher than PG fun from you! I'd like some of that ya know!



And I know ya got me i'm stopping the lower case "U" thingy, yer not gonna see it again! I'll just hafta find other ways to sneak it in!



We do travel don't we? We're ALL over this board! No ones safe from Granny Vamp or Nurse Ashley! Even YOU!



~Ashley~

Willow: We can come by between classes. Usually I use that time to copy over my class notes with a system of different colored pens. But it's been pointed out to me that that's, you know... insane.
Tara: I said quirky.

[barnabasvamp]

OK Urn;

I know I'm being a bit pushy, but it is early am here. I've been up since 3:30a, it's now 7 and nothing yet



Ahem...If you look back, I have tried desperately to clean up my act (in your thread anyway, cause I love ya ) and Ashley is trying to push my buttons! And she is running around offering exams!!

Hep me.

Granny Vamp

Edited to add

Oh the "all over the board", I'm just a literature junkie and a smoochie freak

"In front of total strangers won't you kiss me, Flowers for no reason but you miss me - OOH, I wanna be in love"

Melissa Etheridge-Skin

Edited by: barnabasvamp  at: 10/15/02 4:11:35 am

[Urn of Osiris]

Good morning all!



I'm going to put up replies bright and early and post an update later. I have a bit of tweaking.



A quick general response to the kicking of Donnie's Ass. I do promise he will not walk away from his next confrontation with a scoob. Okay! Kinda takes the tension off, doncha think?



OK now individuals



scout - Glad you caught up, I'm shhoting for good so when you say wonderful I think that W/T connection is even more amazing because they had such harsh childhoods. Makes their ability to love so completely, even more spectacular. It is such an honor to have so many of you enjoy this fic.



saulle77 - OH your questions will be answered today. Brenda reveals her sad sad tale. Thanks for reading and letting me know you liked it.



Molly -Oh I just thought how anal to put not to scale. I can just imagine the conversation they had to explain the concept. Brenda is in the trap so many women find themselves in and there certainly in a contrast. Very few people get the kind of love W/T have. This fice is just a celebration of that. How's it working for you so far?



Tara22 - Well Donnie happens to be the BB here so hating him is proper in this fic. Guess that means I'm making my point. Thanks for not upping my rating by trying to explain how vile Donnie is. I promise you'll be happy in the end.



BV - See what happens when you harrass the poor fic writers that supply you with pretty steady updates. So glad you enjoyed the "not to scale" bit. Just my way of quirkifying that little Abigail.



Cindi - Cousins-----good

Donnie------bad

Tara---------Awesome

Favorite-----

Sentences---Why?

Thanks for reading and replying. Who needs sentences when we have smilies.



dekalog - Speechless....COOL! Moving wow makes me feel like a writer. Oh I'm fairly certain by the end of this fic you will need a few more tissues. Thanks for reading.



Gem - I promise much Donnie smackdown......coming soon. The yellow crayon is S6 was the dumbest thing I've ever seen on TV. So I'm trying to make sume sense of it all. Perhaps we can turn it around.........like Monopoly. Hmmm let me think about yellow crayons and ok how about bath tub fun and yellow crayons. Flavored yellow crayons being traced across the flesh and .......... Oh PG better walk away. But I have an idea now. Stay tuned for the continuing use of the yellow breaky crayon.



lil c - Donnie is so not oging to like his life, but he isn't taking it lying down. Yes Abbey is alot like Will but you'll get an opportunity to see her compassionate side soon.



Will - Have no fear the scoobs will not abandon their family. Buffy kicks ass in my fic how did that happen. Thanks for reading and replying makes me smile.



aiscool - Oh Buffy and Donnie confrontation........I wonder what she might do if she happened to bump into him...... So glad you enjoyed the update. Much more to come.



Grimmy - You so rock with the error findy-ness with the side of discretion. So Donnie and hurtful........I'll see what I can do.

I'm pretty certain that your suggestions, although graphic and useful, somehow don't quite fit. I'm fairly certain you'll like how it ends.

I think having a penis in this town is as good as a get out of jail free card.....So yea pretty bad for Brenda and Patrick.

Oh, I already have it all planned out but there is so much story between then and now so much patience is necessary. Hang in there.



Lonewolf - Mostly I see Donnie on the path of least resistance. He'd have to work really hard to change his ways. Not sure he has that in him. OH, Tara would just melt seeing him and seeing the signs of abuse at that young age. It's going to break her heart. Oh I'm to revealy this morning.



Ash - Donnie seems to bring out the Hammer guy in you. I like it. But I'm beginning to wonder if it's more about your need to use him in a "U" kinda way I can tell you for certain that Tara will not give Donnie the big hurt.

Virtual demerol somehow still seems addictive.





OK, so I'll be back with an update...........soon.

Urn of Osiris
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"If you see someone without a smile, give them one of yours!" My 5 year old

[Urn of Osiris]

BV aka Granny Vamp right back at ya.



You've been good (in here)



So much goodness is on its way. Patience.

Urn of Osiris
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"If you see someone without a smile, give them one of yours!" My 5 year old

[barnabasvamp]

*BV bows down* Lady Urn, you are so kind. I will wait patiently

BV



*BV whispers-"Ashley, gotcha" *

"In front of total strangers won't you kiss me, Flowers for no reason but you miss me - OOH, I wanna be in love"

Melissa Etheridge-Skin

[Urn of Osiris]

Oh and then here is the update for some of the very impatient and you know who you are!!!!







Chapter 12









A calm breeze twirled the leaves in the trees, sending a rustling hush through the air. The scent of aging bark and fresh cut grass twirled through the playground. Soft fluffs of white, pillowed across the sky, casting occasional shadow over the ground.



Willow carried the blanket from the car, billowing it high in the air, settling it gently on the ground. Her hands slowly trailed across, each stroke pressing out every buckling wrinkle.



The children climbed across, stomping their sandy feet about. Littering the surface with scratchy dimples of earth. The tiny blonde held her hands to the boy tenderly guiding him along. Every step a triumph over the harsh strong weight of gravity. Abbey plopped down along the edge helping her cousin find a comfortable spot.



“Patrick this is a game I play with my mom.” Abbey looked at the boy explaining the simple fun of shapes in the clouds. His tiny eyes squinted skyward searching for recognizable forms.



“Car,” he pointed his finger toward a very non-car like cloud. Abbey smiled at his imagination turning her attention back to the sky.



“I think I see a sailing ship.” Willow wiggled her outstretched fingers through the air, settling them in the direction of a very large ship shaped mass. Buffy rolled next to her friend, twisting into cloud watching position.



“Hey that looks like an axe.” She watched as the breeze stretched the axe into a serpentine creature. “Or a snaky thing.” Abbey laughed rolling onto her forearms to face the slayer. She forced her smile into a scolding seriousness, fighting her laughter.



“Aunt Buffy, you can only do one at a time and snaky thing. Well that’s not very scientific.” Abbey giggled rolling back into her spot guiding Patrick through the rest of the game.



Turning toward her friend, Buffy whispered in her ear. “I wonder what Tara and Brenda are talking about?” Willow turned toward the slayer, shifting her eyes, demanding a hush in the conversation.



“What ever it is, it can’t be good.” They turned toward Tara noticing her discomfort with the situation.



Brenda walked around the bench, watching her son in the care of Willow and the slayer, noticing the way they embraced her child, despite their feelings for his father. Tara sat quietly waiting for an explanation, wondering how life for her oldest friend had spiraled so sadly out of control.



“Donnie said you were dead.” The abruptness of the comment lurched Tara from her thoughts. Turning toward her friend she searched her face begging for more information. “It was just over two years ago. He came to my house looking for help, or so I thought.” Brenda clamped her eyes, fighting hard against the tears. “He used my love for you. He knew how much it would hurt me, knowing you were dead.”



Tara sat quietly, taking in the sadness, feeling the pain of her loss, struggling with the deception. “When did you find out I wasn’t dead?”



“When your father died.” Brenda looked at Tara. Taking her hand tightly. “He let me think you were dead for more than two years. That bastard.” The harsh tone crippled the air between them. The two women, silently shared, a painful understanding of his cruelty. “The day after your father died I was asked to file the papers. It was my job to inform his next of kin.” Her eyes trailed back to the lawn. She watched as her son rolled through the grass slipping his body against the ground sharing a smile with his cousin. “I didn’t think it was that big of a deal. Considering you were dead, Donnie was the last living heir. But then I was searching for a death certificate in your name and it kept coming up ‘file not found’ so I spent the rest of the day looking for you.”



“And you found me.” Tara smiled knowing her friend was the link connecting the broken chain of her past.



“I found the papers you filed. The legal documents that you and Willow signed. I guess it’s for Abbey? For her adoption?” Brenda looked toward the blonde searching for information about her life. Wanting to fill, the missing blanks, from their time apart.



“Abbey isn’t adopted. Willow and I are biologically her parents.”



“Are you telling me that conception spell really works?”



Tara smiled looking over at her family. Her eyes sparkling as she watched them tumbling through the grass. “Yes, Most of the magic that we talked about as children, works. I’ve never stopped practicing.”



“I’m glad to hear that.”



“Why?”



“Because you are going to need all the strength you have and more to keep the Bennett estate from Donnie.”



“You know I only want my Grandparent’s property. I want the rest to go to you and Patrick.”



“Hopefully Tara, you’ll get to make that decision. Your father destroyed every copy of your mother’s will.”



“Really?” Tara’s mind raced wildly remembering the strongbox, remembering the papers. “So he knew it was all going to go to me? This was his way of punishing me for leaving. I really wonder if he ever loved me?”



“I’m not sure that man ever knew how to love anyone.”



“And Donnie? Brenda… how did you end up together? And Patrick…How?”



“I was broken Tara. The thought of you being dead, it destroyed me.” She turned quickly standing from the bench slowly walking from the park. “He comforted me. He was soft and kind. I didn’t know. I had no idea that the whole time he just wanted to hurt me.” She lifted her hands slowly toward her face smothering her eyes, hiding her tears.



“Did he force you?”



“No it wasn’t like that. Not at first. It was only comfort.” Wiping the tears from her eyes she continued. “He never asked, I’d never been with anyone else, he thought it wouldn’t happen. Six weeks later I told him and then I saw the real Donnie.”



Tara winced watching Brenda smash her fist into her open palm. Remembering the pain, how it felt to hide inside yourself, protecting your spirit from the bitter hate.



“Your dad forced us to get married. Said he didn’t want a bastard in his family.” They moved slowly back toward the bench. Tara noticed the children happily climbing on the slayer. The innocence mingling with peace delighting both battered souls.



“So you married him.” Tara grasped the hand of her friend. “What happened to Patrick?”



Brenda pulled away feeling shame wash over her face. “We were fighting, Patrick was crying, his foot was caught in the chair.” Brenda couldn’t hold the tears any longer, fighting was just to hard. The emotion poured as she finished her tale. “Donnie grabbed him so hard by his leg. Oh god Tara, I can still hear the bone breaking.”



Tara tenderly slipped her arm around her friend. Leaning against her shoulder Brenda flooded her shirt with tears. “And the brace, is the injury permanent?”



Sniffling her tears she struggled to answer. “No, he has a metal rod through the bone. They want to decide in a few months if it should come out or stay in. We really have to make the choice. Either way it’s going to be painful. Either way I have to watch him suffer.”



Shaking her head at the information Tara forced herself to let go of the anger. Turning her focus from hating Donnie, to protecting Patrick and Brenda. “What are you going to do?”



“I’m not sure. He’ll never let me leave. He hates Patrick, but he’ll never let me take him.” Tara could see how much Donnie hated his son. It was physically evident in his fight for every step. She didn't know how she could ever look at her nephew and not see the hate that crippled him.



“We’ll figure it out Brenda. I promise you, we’ll figure it out.” Tara gently wrapped her arm around her friend tenderly pulling her to safety.



"I missed you Tara."





TBC

Urn of Osiris
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"If you see someone without a smile, give them one of yours!" My 5 year old

Edited by: Urn of Osiris  at: 10/15/02 6:29:46 am

[mollyig]

Brenda's hard life even more evident by her surprise at Willow looking after Patrick, despite hating Donnie. She's not used to someone being humane - because of her spouse and town.



Naturally Tara wants to help Brenda, but Brenda's innate fear of Donny is going to be hard to overcome.

Adding up the total of a love that's true, multiply life by the power of two
Indigo Girls

[Tara22]

I feel so bad for Brenda and Patrick!! but Tara will help her sort it all out!



I'm glad that there is at least one nice person in her town...



great update Urn....

Tara: Every time I... even when I'm at my worst, you
always make me feel special. How
do you do that?





Willow: Magic

[barnabasvamp]

Wonderful as usual...

Tara always the strong one, and the comfort giver.



Really starting to wonder just how Brenda and Patrick will be able to get out of there.

Thanks, BV

"In front of total strangers won't you kiss me, Flowers for no reason but you miss me - OOH, I wanna be in love"

Melissa Etheridge-Skin

[LadyCallie]

Quote:

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Grimlock72 said- "Taking Brenda and Patrick back to Sunnyville won't work. Donnie is too much of a control freak to let that happen and just sit back. Either get him in prison or teach him deep-sea-diving without a pressure-suit."

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Oooooooo goood idea! : --> That evil SOB...... I know that he'll be beaten in the end (right? please?) and if it's a verbal lashing he gets it'll be really good.....but oh how I want Buffy to find a new punching bag.



Loved it, as always.

-LC

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[littlecrazy80]

I think Buffy needs to kick Donnie´s ass really hard. He is such an asshole.





*lil´c*



Unter den Blinden ist der Einäugige König. [

[umadamber]

I fell a little behind (bad me) but i'm all caught up again and can i just say that frickin Donnie he seriously needs every square inch of his ass kicked.



Poor Brenda I know just how she feels. I'm still opting for Willow gettin large with the butch but maybe Brenda could just smack him over the head with something big n heavy while he's asleep

Anya: Anyway, I took the money from working for Giles, then I tripled it.

Tara: Triple? Like first money, then money, money, money?

Anya: Yes, I'm thinking about buying something very expensive. Maybe an antelope

[Lonewolf22]

Urn of Osiris: Great update, I feel SO sorry for Brenda and Patrick, I REALLY, really hope that they leave Donnie soon. And like everybody here I too, hope that Buffy kicks his ass. Very cute with Abbey and Patrick and Willow and Buffy playing that game with the clouds. I can't wait to read more.



Lonewolf

[Puff]

Oh I had two updates to read. Wow Brenda hasn't had much fun recently and I'd really like to give Buffy 10 mins in a room with Donnie, I know she'd kick his ass. I really can't stand him. It's good to see Tara helping and I'm looking forward to seeing what her sloution to the problem will be. Oh and Abbey is a sweetie, the map thing made me chuckle.

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You know, it's a real deal relationship and that's why people can relate to it
Amber Benson

[Urn of Osiris]

I know by some standards this is going up a bit late. RL hit me a bit this morning. I have a very close friend struggling with some serious hate. I don't get it at all.



So here we go........a bit of a break from the tension. Enjoy





Chapter 13









“It looks like a big horse.” Buffy moved her head resting it on Willow’s shoulder. “See if you tilt your head just a bit like this it looks like it’s jumping at you.” The slayer slapped her friend teasing her about the attack.



“Mom doesn’t like horses aunt Buffy.”



“I know Ab, she doesn’t like frogs either.”



“Hey mom,” Abbey turned to Willow. “That looks like a big fat bullfrog.” The little blonde giggled rolling over the top of the slayer onto her mom’s belly. Jumping like a frog and making sounds, “ribbitt ribbitt.”



Willow pretending to be frightened, screamed in horror. “Protect me mommy,” she squealed wrapping her arms around her wife. Tara laughed at the red head attempting to bury her face in her chest.



“Get a room.” Buffy laughed watching Willow’s cuddling turn completely physical.



“Already did.” Willow smiled biting softly on the flesh of her lover’s collar.



Tara blushed, closing her eyes to the memory of the beautiful day. She’d shared the one place her heart held private, with the only soul she’d ever trust. Tara’s hand slowly slipped under the hem of her sweetie’s shirt, gently tracing along the softness, looping infinitely back and forth. Willow’s head pulled from her shoulder glaring with desire at the blonde. “Baby, that feels very nice.” She wriggled her brow, “I think maybe we should continue that later.”



Buffy grabbed her niece dragging her from her parent’s lap. “Come on Abbey let’s leave the love birds alone and go swing for a bit.” She quickly hoisted her to her shoulder. Small dangling arms flapped against the slayer’s back as they stepped toward the swings.



“Can we be done watching clouds Mom?” Abbey glanced from the shoulder of the slayer.



“Sure Abbey, we can play later.” Willow and Tara smiled watching their girl flop around on the shoulder of their friend.



Buffy plopped the child to the ground, lowering herself to the swing, Abbey climbed on her lap. “Aunt Buffy?”



“What’s up Ab?” The tiny blonde turned her body on the swing. Cris crossing her legs along the hips of the slayer so the were sitting face to face.



“Are you here to protect us from the mean man?” Abbey’s eyes flooded with fear staring closely at the slayer begging for comfort. For the first time in her young life she felt unsafe. She knew Buffy was there for a reason and her tiny soul needed to know.



“Do you think you need protection?”



Their bodies slowly gliding back and forth, catching their hair in the flow of motion, “I think the mean man wants to hurt Mommy.”



“Abbey, if you need protecting, then I guess I’m the one to call.”



“I think so, because it’s something you are very good at.” Her bright green eyes glared intently at her aunt. Her tiny fingers curled tightly around the chain sliding up and down as their bodies swept over the ground. “And mom says that if you are good at something you should practice. ‘Cause then you’ll get better at it, and then you’ll get even better, and when you get even even better, sometimes people will pay you to help them like that, well but not us, ‘cause you know, we’re family and even if you are very good at something you should do it for free for you’re family. I’m glad you are here to protect us.”



Buffy rolled her eyes, shaking the dizzying conversation from her head, trying to process every word. She couldn’t help but feel the same fear. She’d seen Donnie in the magic box. Plenty of time had passed, nearly ten years but certainly not enough to change his hateful demeanor. She thought about the big fort conversation remembering the fear in the child’s eyes. Reliving that conversation frightened Abbey, which in turn, frightened the slayer.



Dropping her legs to the ground, slowly bringing the swing to a stop, Buffy held her niece tightly. Their eyes centered intensely never breaking their connection. “Abigail look at me and hear every word.”



Tiny pools of green focused on the face of the salyer.



“Ab, I love you. And there is no way I’ll let anyone hurt you.” She squeezed the child tightly.



Abbey’s tiny arms wrapped around her waist, squeezing just enough to redden her face, “I love you to Aunt Buffy. I’m glad you are here.”



“I second that.” Willow smiled walking toward the swing. “We should get back to the hotel. The lawyer said he’d call tonight. He should have had time to look at the papers by now.” The three ladies walked over to the blanket. Tara flipped it into the air spraying pieces of grass and sand like confetti. Abbey jumped under just as it fell to the ground.



The blanket enveloped her like a ghost. “Boo!”



All three ladies screamed playing along with the game. Buffy grabbed the child, blanket and all, swooping them through the air. Abbey squealed delighting in the sensation. Slowly they made their way back to the car making the short drive to the hotel.



Tara spent hours on the phone discussing the original will. The lawyer explained that it was a solid binding legal document. Donnie could fight it if he wanted to but the attorney assured her he’d never win. Tara wondered what would happen, making certain she could help Brenda and Patrick, very concerned about Donnie and how he might retaliate.



She’d decided to give him the house and many of the other financial holdings. None of it held any meaning and she’d hoped it would satisfy his greed. She only wanted the property. That piece of land was sacred to her heart. Donnie barely knew about it so he could have very little interest in it. Or so she thought.



The rest of the gang made their way to the pool. Abbey put on her tweety bird water wings, jumping cannonball style right into the water.



After the long conversation Tara made her way slowly to the pool facility. Her Attorney still left a lot of things unfinished. She watched her family through the glass of the poolroom door. The summer’s sisters took turns flipping her daughter into the air. Abbey flailed above the pool before coming down splashing the red head every time.



Willow noticed her wife through the steamy haze covering the glass. Pulling herself from the water she walked over to the door letting her lover in.



“Hi baby. How did it go?” Willow slipped her arms around the blonde drawing their bodies tightly together. The energy from their two bodies connecting sent shockwaves through the blonde. Her tired shell held eagerly to the sudden rush, invigorating her senses.



“It didn’t go as well as it should. It sounds like Donnie wants the property.”



Willow glared at her wife, confused by the information. “I didn’t think he knew about the property.” Together they made their way to the edge of the pool. Abigail noticed her mommy; swimming quickly making her way to them.



“Hi mommy.” Abbey flailed her arms over the edge of the pool spraying water at her parents. “Are you gonna swim?”



“Actually Abbey girl I’m taking your mom in the hot pool. Just for a bit.” Tara planted a quick kiss on her lover’s cheek. “I’m feeling achy. Why don’t you go swim for a bit more then we’ll go.” Tara lowered herself to the edge of the pool giving her daughter a water-wet kiss on the lips.



Willow lifted her weary lover from the floor following her to the Jacuzzi. “Not for to long baby, your body must be very tired.”



“Not too tired for you.” Tara raised her brow urging her lover slowly into the water. Tara settled herself against the gritty edge of the tub. Her body felt the rush of heat immediately relaxing every muscle. The stress of the evening seeped from her body, each pulse of water rhythmically beating the tension away. Willow watched her lover escape from everything. Their bodies folded together clutching tightly to the feeling of freedom. The foaming water washed hard against their flesh, over and over hard and fast, releasing everything.



“We should get you up to bed.” Willow trailed her fingers across the damp tresses of her wife. “You can tell me everything in the morning.” Their bodies slowly lifted from the water, the sudden chill in the air forcing the blonde against the body of her lover. Clinging tightly together they cuddled into their soft warm robes.



“Xander and Anya should be here some time tomorrow.” Tara smiled watching the red head wince at the mention of her name.



“Do you think we really need everyone here?” Her mind focused on the abrupt personality. Dreading the untamed conversation that Anya always brought “I mean really baby, aren’t we dealing with paperwork at this point?”



“It’s ok Will. You never know. Plus it’s nice to have everyone here for Abbey. I know she’s really scared being in this town. One more day, we only need one more day.”



TBC

Urn of Osiris
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"Anyone else waiting for it to go
'poof'? Maybe we can cover it with flowers." Willow...Hells Bells

[mollyig]

Like Willow, Abbey seems to babble when she's nervous. Glad Buffy could put her mind and some of her fear to rest.



Donnie being cantankerous about the will, even with Tara being more than generous. I really don't like him!

Adding up the total of a love that's true, multiply life by the power of two
Indigo Girls

[Miss1234Kitty]

Oooh, bathtubs... so there'll be yellow crayons coming soon, right? If it's going to be turned around as Monopoly was, then yellow is my new favourite colour!



BTW are these yellow crayons wax or lead? Because I've just realised that Xander in Season Sucks meant probably lead yellow pencils, whereas crayons to me mean wax.



Stupid language differences... my little brain can't handle any more vocabulary!



OMG I just used the word vocabulary and it wasn't in an essay! Urn, you have to write some detailed explanation of what's going to happen in that hot tub in order to blank my mind as it usually is.



Oh yeah, update! Wonderful updates, and Abbey gets more and more like Willow every day. I loved how Buffy was reassuring her, and I'm glad that Brenda is nice. I've got to admit that I don't like her for staying around after what Donny did to Patrick. Then again, I've never been in that situation, so I don't know the ins and outs of what goes on. I feel sorry for both her and Patrick, though.



Gem

Tara: There's just so much to work through... and can you just be kissing me now?

[barnabasvamp]

Not late at all Urn. And so good!



Abbey babble, just adorable.

And Buffy being protective, yet loving, it's about time.



Tara is feeling the physical tiredness, and I bet the mental strain is about to start.

Thanks for the update

BV

"In front of total strangers won't you kiss me, Flowers for no reason but you miss me - OOH, I wanna be in love"

Melissa Etheridge-Skin

[LadyCallie]

Woof Gem, in the gutter much? Or should I say in the hot tub much........





Lovely update. Aunt Buffy to the rescue!!!!! Dun dun dun!

-LC

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"It doesn't have to be a really frenchish french, I just wanna feel your tongue."- my grilfriend last night.

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[saule77]

I think I've made my feelings towards Donnie very clear in previous posts so I'm gonna focus on the positive this time...



I absolutely LOVE the way you describe Willow and Tara's relationship. It's all so... romantic, sweet, natural. Small gestures, little nothings that mean everything. They are both so loving and Abbey is just the cutest thing. So like her mother. All with the science bag, the fort building and stuff.



And it's nice to see Buffy as the supporto-gal again and reassure the little one.



On a different subject altogether:

You know what I'd really be looking for? A Donnie-Anya match... Over the property preferably. She has the mouth for him. Can't wait for her to get there. The cavalry is on its way!



I hope the girls will sort something out for Brenda and Patrick. I just feel so sorry for them.

"You are Willow Rosenberg, vixen-y lighter of the flame and keeper of my heart.”

(Camp Flutie by Rane)

[Lonewolf22]

Urn of Osiris: Great update, I really love the familyness of everybody, its just so cute. I really hope that everything turns out OK for them, I don't really like that Donnie wants the property. I also really love the conversation between Buffy and Abbey, so cute and touching. I can't wait to read more.



Lonewolf

[umadamber]

Lovley update A little lighter than the previous with the cloud watching and the hot tub......er...sorry where was I? ah yes lovely update (damn my one track mind)



and take care with RL

Anya: Anyway, I took the money from working for Giles, then I tripled it.

Tara: Triple? Like first money, then money, money, money?

Anya: Yes, I'm thinking about buying something very expensive. Maybe an antelope

[aiscool]

Great update, Buffy is a great aunt . I can't wait for Anya to arrive

thank you

sigh.......Is it difficult or time consuming? Anya

[Tara22]

wow Urn! as ussual, great update!!



I love that Abbey has Willow's babble...



darn Donnie for making things even more difficult for the girls! but it will all be ok I know it will....



Willow & Tara forever!!!



Thanks for the update!!!

Tara: Every time I... even when I'm at my worst, you
always make me feel special. How
do you do that?





Willow: Magic

[Urn of Osiris]

I'm fairly certain I will disappoint some of you today. I've decided to change a bit of the story, which forces me to rewrite the next few chapters.



I'm quite sure that chapter 14 will please most of the Donnie haters. (are there any Donnie lovers?) But I still want to send it off to my beta. I promise it will go up tomorrow and when it does those hammer smilies will be leaning back sipping long cold frosty ones.



So I'm off to put on the finishing touches. Thanks for your patience all. Replies will come in a bit.

Urn of Osiris
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"Anyone else waiting for it to go
'poof'? Maybe we can cover it with flowers." Willow...Hells Bells

[barnabasvamp]

Always willing to wait for your stuff, but really wanna know just what prompted you to change the story line?

Well never mind, if ya told me that I guess you would have to tell me the rest!!

I can wait...sort of...maybe....

BV

"In front of total strangers won't you kiss me, Flowers for no reason but you miss me - OOH, I wanna be in love"

Melissa Etheridge-Skin

[Urn of Osiris]

OK good day all. No update just replies. I am noticing that many of you are really getting into the story. That’s very good.



Just to clarify I haven’t changed any of my original story, I just added a bit of a twist and I needed to make certain all of the winding would still get me to the proper place.



No big dilemma or nasty exclusions, just inserting a bit of drama.



So now on to the replies.



Molly – Oh you are so right about the Tara/ Donnie/ Brenda situation. The history there is painful and Patrick seems to be the most vulnerable. Brenda will find her place in this fic. Wait, it is coming. I just haven’t pried it from my head yet.

You liked the Abbey Babble…..thanks. Buffy and the tiny one are close and it may come in handy.



Tara22 – There is so much here that I want to get in. There is so much of Tara’s past that I have in my head. Hopefully it’ll all intertwine nicely into the future developments. Brenda and Patrick are huge for the story. Thanks for sticking around and reading.

Abbey babble seems to be well liked. I’m very happy about that. It will all work out…eventually.



BV – Oh so glad you liked it. I always thought Tara was amazing. For all the abuse she took she was still touched by a tender strength. A soft touch of her hand could vacate almost any fear. I’ve got you wondering now oh goodie!

Glad you enjoyed 13 as well, and the Abbey Babble. I when I wrote it so I had to keep it in there. Buffy hasn’t really been a fav character for me but I really think she would latch on to her tiny sweet soul. Unfortunately Tara will have a few more demons to face. She won’t be alone though.



As far as the reason for changes. It has more to do with character than anything else. No big mystery. Or maybe? Nah



LC - I have to tell you after much consideration I have decided…….not to tell you how the pummeling will occur, I will tell you that it does.

I know can you believe Gem…….someone cool her down. Yes the slayer is there for a reason, kinda a gimmie.



Littlecrazy80 – Well I think the general Ass-y-ness of Donnie goes without debate. Let the Asskicking begin.



Umadamber – You’re all caught up that’s all that matters and you posted a reply, which makes me feel really good. Much ass kicking to come. REALLY! I’ll consider all of the Donnie attack ideas very carefully and you’ll have to stay tuned to see if I use any.

Distracted by the hot tub were you. I’ll try to squeeze in another visit.

Thanks RL actually had a very positive outcome.



Lonewolf – Thanks! There are a lot of things I want to fit into this story hopefully they won’t get lost. Brenda has a twisted idea of how to protect her family. I think things will change soon though Oh you liked the clouds; I thought it was a great way to show Willow keeping her promise to be there for Abbey. Oh now that was a bit reveal-y. I better stop now.

Family is really the foundation, I’m glad you like the way I’ve written them. All I can tell you is that eventually they will make it back to Sunnydale. I think.



Puff – Brenda hasn’t had it easy, and sometimes we get stuck on a path that takes us so far from our true selves that we can’t see the person we’re meant to be. OMG did I just say that. Holy cracker jack I need to go lay down.



I promise Buffy won’t need 10 minutes. Tara will feel the pull of loyalty though and I hope you enjoy reading that. I’m glad you enjoy Abbey. She really is the best part of each of them. This will be quite the experience for her as well.



Gem – Oh no what have I gotten myself into. Yellow crayons that are sexy? OK, I’m working on it. These would be the wax kind. We might have to find a novelty shop at some point on this trip.



And I won’t tell anyone about your unnecessary use of large words.



Details let me see. OK, we'll call it

" Crayon breaky Willow"



It was a long drive back from the cave. Tara noticed a cute little shop as they passed through town. She quickly turned into the lot parking to go inside. From the street it all looked very innocent but once inside Willow’s eyes sparkled with delight. “It’s like toys-r-us for grownups” TBC How’s that?







And now back your regularly scheduled replies……. I really wanted to create a family for Abbey, show that all the scoobs were equally important. Kids are what they experience. Pathways and patterns really. The domestic stuff is heavy I know but it is something that you can only escape but overcoming some serious fear. How people do it alone is amazing to me. There will be resolution I promise.



Saule77 – Thanks for the positivity. (but the frustrated smilies are very good) I’m very flattered that you enjoy the way I’m writing them. Their love is real to me and I’m glad it makes it in here. Abbey is so melty cute I have to admit I love her myself. The science bag really grew from a simple thing and now it’s like a bag of tricks. I’m constantly amazed at what my kids put into their bags when we go on trips. Kids are fun. I think Buffy enjoys the innocence. She’ll fight hard to protect it.

Anya and Donnie….honestly never crossed my mind, but I’ll get it in there now.





Aiscool – Thanks, glad you enjoyed the update. Chapter 14 has some Anya in it. Hopefully just the right amount.



Ok, so there you have it. Thanks again everyone for reading.

Urn of Osiris
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"Anyone else waiting for it to go
'poof'? Maybe we can cover it with flowers." Willow...Hells Bells

Edited by: Urn of Osiris  at: 10/18/02 10:51:53 am

[saule77]

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Anya and Donnie….honestly never crossed my mind, but I’ll get it in there now.

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YAY!!! An Anya / Donnie match!!!

I am SOOOO looking forward to that.... You're spoiling me, Urn.

First, Abbey has blonde hair, second a A/D confrontation... What more can a girl ask for?



I can't wait! I'm all bouncy again!

"You are Willow Rosenberg, vixen-y lighter of the flame and keeper of my heart.”

(Camp Flutie by Rane)