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

[MissQuirky]

I soo knew u'd do this Urn!! Donnie needs more than an ass kicking this time! You won't let anything bad happen to Willow and Abbey, right Urn coz yer too nice for makin Donnie do some real damage to em. I'm hoping he doesn't have time to do anything coz Buffy and the scoobies show up and play attack Donnie free, Will and Ab.



I really want Brenda out of the town too. She should really think about leaving Donnie and the town and save herself along with Patrick.



Can't wait 4 more!



~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]

Man, when you say cliff hanger, you are so serious!!!

I'm with the gang for Donnie getting what he deserves, but we gotta save Willow and Abbey first!

Great stuff girl!

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

[Lonewolf22]

Urn of Osiris: Great update, but I have to say that you are SO EVIL to leave it like that. PLEASE, please let Willow and Abbey be OK, and PLEASE, please let Donnie and Beth get what they deserve, especially Donnie. I can't wait to read more.



Lonewolf

[Scout]

Okay, that was one of the most evil cliffhangers I've seen on this board.



You better not go out of town again until we get an update! I was worried before, so think how I'm doing now. heehee



Very exciting and I loved the way you moved back and forth between the different groups. The transitions were very smooth and entertaining. Very nice writing.



More soon, please!!

[Puff]

Oh great update Urn and I guess each update brings us closer to the ass kicking that Donnie is going to receive right? Looking forward to what everyone's reactions are going to be to this update especially as Willow/Tara and Abbey can all communicate without words...should be fun.

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

[Tara22]

*sob* Willow!! Abbey!!



oh no!! but I know you won't let that jerky butthole hurt em!! you wouldn't do that *nods confidently*



as disturbing as the end was, great chapter!!!



must read more!!!!

"Will, I know what sparkage means, and it's definitely, one-hundred percent, there."
The Crying Game (by Vix84)

[Vampivy]

Talk about taking my little heart on a bad rollercoaster ride Urn. Major Cliffhanger is an understatement. It will be very cool to see how everything works out.



I need MORE SOON!



Thanx Urn ;)



Patty

[dekalog]

Gulp.

Torn between two emotions right now:

1) an incredible urge to do a Willowish Tough Love reenactment on that stupid %$#%^ brother, and

2) major tummy rumblings of stress and worry.



I had to pick now to get caught up!!! Thanks once again - I really like this fic.

[Urn of Osiris]

Good Morning People!!



So no update yet. Almost ready but I'm tweaking so I thought I'd get in the replies to some great feedback. Then a bit of Erotically Blue-berry goodness. I promised tongue in chat last night so here we go.





Viv..........See CBW has its own tiny following. Who knew? and we just made it out of the store. Did you ever wonder what happens to crayons when they get to hot?

I'm very happy to hear your sticking around things are truly heating up. In both fics...hmm.





T22..........I'm happy to be home. It rained the entire time we were there. But we had a great visit. Spent most of the time in Kemah on a boat, rocking on the very rough waters. It was great fun.

CBW is coming up. I believe I promised a bit of tongue.



Jerky Butthole! Will not win! more soon.





Cindi........Not a great trip but very good. Oh the irony of CBW, LOL at the kitten love. It's my magic spin. Miracle worker? who me? I think Tara is really going to enjoy blueberry.

Quote:

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Even Anya was respectful *gasp*

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OMG LMAO at the gasp. I must be tired. I'm very happy that the image of the three of them comforting one another in silence, had an impact. I worried that it might be bland. I just love the idea that the touch of a hand is all they really need.





LittleM.......Go ahead get it out. I seriously doubt you will ever find reason to like Donnie in my fic. So break out the hammer dude, it'll get worse before it gets better.

It is a W/T fic so don't fret too much. Mine is not the sick twisted ME kind of love.





lilc'.......I guess I'm doing something right if you hate him. Oh the green barfy guy. Ewww but it does elicit the proper Donnie response. He's an ass....He should have protected Tara instead he did as much damage as her father. So big barfy guys all around.





Hotfoot..........Thanks! love the eep. Everything will work out and I'm fairly certain it'll settle the Donnie haters.





Grimmy...........I just love your feedback. You make me smile every time. Abbey will be fine....promise. There will be some fiesty females ahead but I'm not saying anymore. As far as this fic goes Donnie has no idea who Tara is anymore. Clearly underestimated the family.

As far as kidnapping goes. Well you'll have to see what happens there. I'm not giving away any more.

Shovel in the cabin I'll get one in there just for you.





Molly...........Well timing was in his favor this time. Hopefully you'll enjoy how the rest unfolds. Tara will be there for her girls.





Ash...........Sorry but you know he's desperate and greedy and hateful. I love Willow and Abbey. They'll be safe in a danger filled way. Does that help? Things are going to get crazy so stick around. In the end things will work out for Brenda and Patrick. That's all I'm saying.





BV.............Hey I gave fair warning this time. What more do you want. Hang in there I'm working on it. Thanks so much.





Lonewolf............Me evil??? Huh? I gave warning. I know I'm not large with the cliffyness but well I'm telling a story here so I just want to keep you on the edge of your seat. Did it work? More coming very soon.





scout...........Huh? most evill on the board. Hmm my bad then. I'm not planning any out of town trips. So you'll get the frequent updates. I do need to catch up though so hang in there. You were worried.......OK I'll try to maintain an even level for you.

I worried about the back and forth but I wanted you to feel how timing got the best of them in this situation. More is on the way.





Puff.......Thanks and yes each one is bringing us closer. But don't expect it to happen tomorrow. and h don't give away the secret weapon. It's going to be freaky for a bit but then things will kick up a notch again.





Patty....... A good ride I hope. Consider yourself on the high climb at the beginning of the ride, I have so much more planned. I guess I need to give multiple warnings from now on. You didn't take the first one seriously. I don't use them lightly. You are so welcome....I should thank you for reading.



So there we go with the replies. Thanks again all of you for reading.



And now............Back by popular demand.........



Crayon Breaky Willow part 8



Tara smiled wildly, "melt in your mouth!" Willow blinked hard turning to watch her lover. "I wonder how it tastes." Tara's soft tongue rolled across her lips leaving a glistening trail, a wicked sensual grin lifting her cheek.

TBC



How's that?

Urn of Osiris
_________________**

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

[RaiStarr]

Well Christ on a cracker! I knew that nice little walk to the park wasn't gonna end well. *sigh* We're going to end with happily ever after, right? Right?

Great update, I can't wait for more!



Rai

[Miss1234Kitty]

Aaaahhhh! Noooooooooo! Tara has to go find Willow and Abbey now! Evil Donny! Can you finish a sentence without an exclamation point, Gem! No!



Sorry.



I think somebody needs to wash my mouth out with soap because I was not in the least restrained. Update soon, Urn, please! By the way, I love crayon breaky Willow, and that last update - PAP, not CBW - was written absolutely brilliantly. Not that CBW wasn't fantastic as well.



How hard is it to get tea off of brand new laptops?



Gem

[LadyCallie]

Okay. I watched the last two episodes of Season 6 (Two to Go and Grave) yesterday because I was really depressed. I'm all for Willow waking up and major ass kicking happening. You don't mess with Willow. Or anyone Willow loves. It's just something you don't do. Now if donnie had any brains, or even if he knew what a brain is he would know not to mess with Abbey. If he had just taken Willow, I don't think he'd be in the world of hurt he'll be in now (well, Willow wouldn't hurt him as bad as she will now. Tara and the Scoobs ......hehehehe : --> )



Hmmmmm wondering this-> can Willow cast if she can't talk (the duck tape)? I know spells can go wrong if the caster is unable to focus her power physically on the person (Gingerbread when Amy turned into a rat. She was tied up so when she cast the spell the power was focused to her *squeek squeek*).





OMG! CBW is just so much fun! My girlfriend does the lip licky thing....so evil.

-LC

~*~

RealLiveTara is my RealLiveGirlfriend!*swoons*



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



"I don't wanna come out of the closet. All my clothes are in there!" -Me

[Tara22]

aaaaw Urn!



wow ... ya have me speechless (actually, no, cause that's not possible but.... you get the idea!)



Tara tounge... *sighs dreamily* you sure came through! *grins*







go you!!!

"Will, I know what sparkage means, and it's definitely, one-hundred percent, there."
The Crying Game (by Vix84)

Edited by: Tara22  at: 1/16/03 11:30:59 am

[Urn of Osiris]

Well join me in the Chant against Microsoft. Freakin Explorer crashed and killed my update.



So here I go again.



***Cliffhanger warning***

*******Serious Cliffhanger warning******



I don't use them lightly. Enjoy





Chapter 19









The drive to the Bennett property was rushed and ragged. Donnie whipped the car sharply around the curves carelessly swerving across the centerlines. The harsh drag of his arms, turning back and forth, carving sharp paths toward his destination.



Willow and her daughter lay unconscious across the back seat thrashing about at every twist and turn. He looked back at their bodies smirking at how easily he’d grabbed them.



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Buffy and Xander walked through the park searching for Willow and Abbey. The slayer felt a sharp rush of anxiety sensing the something was off. “Um…guys? I really think something isn’t right.”



“What do you mean not right?” Xander looked back and forth between the two women. Focusing quickly on his wife wondering if she could feel anything.



“Well don’t look at me, I’m not the one with the slayer senses.” Turning toward the slayer directing the final words at her. “In this town if Buffy senses something’s up we should definitely listen to her.”



All eyes gazed at Buffy, waiting to hear her thoughts. “The absence of a certain red head and tiny blonde is not good.” Buffy paused scanning the entire park once more. “We should go. We should check the hotel and find them.” Anya and Xander agreed. “If we can’t find them Tara can.”



Anya turned toward the slayer. “Oh right….she can do that thing.” Bobbing her head to the side she smiled at them. “With her mind. Mercy you two, get your minds off the sex talk already.”



“Us?” Xander poked his finger back and forth between himself and Buffy. “We didn’t…say a thing. You’re the one that went right to the sex talk.”



“Yes Xander….you’re right its always me with my sex talk.” Tossing her arms in the air surrendering to her mistake.



“It really doesn’t matter at this point, Let’s just head back to the hotel. Maybe Abbey was just tired.” Buffy could feel the impossibility of her final statement. Her body picked up the slow pace pressing her into a rapid jog. Xander pushed hard to keep up the pace as Anya trailed closely behind the slayer.





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Tara stared at her friend knowing her pain, revisiting the final moments before she escaped to Sunnydale. The blonde wanted desperately to grab them both taking them with her, but the reality of Donnie was ever present.



There was very little love in the young child’s life. He’d never known or experienced safety or comfort. His tiny body, battered and scarred, by the loveless home he survived one day at a time. Tara’s heart ripped violently in silence every time she looked at him. She couldn’t stop the memories from washing across the muddied lines between her past and his future. She wanted more than anything……….to rescue him.



A light tapping stirred Tara from her thoughts. Slowly she opened the door dividing the rooms.



Dawn peeked her head around the corner. “Tara, I’m going to get a little something to eat. Do you want anything?” She stepped into the room noticing the child crawling across the floor. “And who is this little guy.”



“Oh that’s right you haven’t met yet. This is Patrick my nephew.”



Dawn’s eyes widened as she looked toward the boy slowly trailing back and forth between Brenda and Tara. “Donnie’s son?”



Brenda recognized the look of hate associated with her husband’s name. Embarrassment and shame consumed her. Suddenly being in the room with Tara was suffocating. She wanted to run, abandon her family, leaving everything behind for just one brief instant of complete freedom.



And in the silence of the moment reality smashed against her like the crushing tide against the rocky shore. She no longer had an Identity. Everything that ever made her unique and dazzling, vanished, the moment she sought comfort in the evil of his body. Every bit of Donnie Maclay owned her the moment their child came into the world.



No longer free, the surviving Maclay men were the anchor dragging her deeper into the abyss of her life. Doomed to struggle just below the surface, raking across the potential of destiny ever so slightly reaching for air. Crushed by the rush of doom Brenda collapsed to the floor.



“Tara…Oh my what…..?” Dawn moved toward the body on the floor. Reaching her hand under the collar of the shirt checking for a pulse. Her body relaxed as it pounded under her fingers. “She fainted.”



Tara lifted the frightened child from the floor squatting beside her unconscious friend. “Lift her feet and go get a damp cloth.” The blonde pressed the back of her hand against the brow of her friend, feeling the damp cold of her skin. Tara worried about the cause. Patrick wiggled in her embrace lowering himself to his mothers face. His tiny hand copied the motion of his aunt, slowly stroking his mother’s soft flesh.



Brenda’s eyes fluttered, slowly welcoming the light with denied frustration. The realization of her position sent a frightened rush through her veins. The gentle stroke across her brow hurt more than any slap or punch she’d ever felt. She felt her best friend and her innocent child offering comfort to her worthless form, every gentle touch of their hands, reminding her of her unworthy existence.



Dawn slipped her palms under the brunette’s shoulders gently guiding her against the edge of the bed. Patrick climbed into her lap wrapping tightly against her frail frame. “Mommy falled down.”



Brenda smiled at his sweet concern. “Yes…mommy fell but I’m okay.” She wrapped tightly around her son breathing in the loving gentle response. After everything he was somehow soft and tender, a blessing in a long line of curses.





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The red Nova raced across a moss covered gravel violently snapping the blades of tall grass to the ground. The car bobbled back and forth as the shift arm jammed into park. Every motion coming from his body paced sharp and hateful as he pounded toward a crumbling cabin.



The door covered with boards and bars flew open at the pounding of his foot. Knocking the debris out of his way he tossed his tattered backpack onto the table. His eyes scanned the four walls of the one-room shack, built with a pioneers engineering solid enough to withstand a lifetime of wear. His feet dragged across the think layer of dirt and dust, kicking a heavy haze into the air.



He checked the bed in the corner of the room. Built like a cot the interlacing rope created a hammock like appearance. He checked every edge lifting it from the floor. Using all of his strength he forced it against the wall. “She’ll never be able to move it.” The rest of the cabin lay vacant and unused smothered in dust .



Donnie made his way back to the car smiling at his accomplishment as he surveyed his captives.



Willow lay across the back seat, her hands and feet bound tightly together. Donnie ripped a small strip of tape from the roll slapping it across the mouth of the redhead. Still unconscious he carried her limp body to the cabin. The stretch of the rope webbing rubbed hard against her arms as he tossed her on the bed.



Quickly returning to the car he repeated the process with the child, covering her mouth to silence her. Soon, she too lay across the thatched rope completely silent and unaware. Donnie reached into the bag pulling out the rag, soaking it once more and covering their noses. He needed time to think, time to plan. The longer they slept the easier he could concentrate.



He quickly scanned the room once more checking for anything that might help them escape. Pulling the knife from his pocket he moved toward the defenseless blonde. He lowered the blade to the edge of her shoulder, quickly cutting the strap of her science bag. He pulled it from her violently rummaging through the contents. Smirking at the toy like gadgets he tossed the bag into the corner.



He gave a brief hesitation to building a fire. His body jerked, laughing at the suffering it might cause for them to shutter in the cold darkness of the place.



Donnie walked out to his car one final time. Opening his trunk he pulled out two padlocks and a tow chain. Dragging them into the cabin he fastened Willow to the leg of the bed. “That should keep you right where I want you, for as long as I need you.”



He moved one last time toward the red head. Pulling out his knife he cut the edge of her skirt. “This should prove to Tara that I have you.”



He walked out the door pulling it tightly behind him. Grabbing the loose boards he pushed them back into place. Not perfect but from the driveway it would look secure.



Shoving the fabric strip into his pocket he climbed back into the car, abandoning them in unfamiliar territory.





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Tara felt a sharp flutter. She reached to comfort her friend, uncertain at first about her feelings. Without a breath to contemplate the door to the hotel room flew open.



Anya stared at the crumpled mass leaning against the bed. “Did you beat the crap out of her?”



Dawn gasped at their entry, quickly reacting to the comment. “She fainted, just a few minutes ago.”



“Oh…well I guess she doesn’t deserve the smack down anyway. Sorry guilt by association.” Anya shrugged her shoulders moving to lean against the wall. Xander clamped his hand over her lips stifling her next words.



Buffy knelt down next to Brenda looking at her directl, face to face. “What are they up to?”



Tara’s eyes widened realizing that Willow and Abbey weren’t with the slayer.



Her body tensed turning toward her. “Where are my girls?”



Her hand wrapped firmly around Buffy’s arm tightening as her awareness sharpened.



“Buffy?” A pleading tone echoed through the room.







TBC

Urn of Osiris
_________________**

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

[barnabasvamp]

OMG.... You must be enjoying how you can make us all squirm with the CLIFFHANGERS!!!

Poor Willow and Abbey ( the science bag again, bet there's something to that)

But really worry about Tara, the woman will not be happy!

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

[mollyig]

It's so easy to imagine Donnie smirking with malice at the ease with which he abducted Willow and Abbey. I really don't like him!



Poor Brenda, overwhelmed by the situation, not seeing any hope. You've portrayed her low self esteem, probably as a result of years of living with that creature, very well.



Now Tara knows her girls are missing, the poor love. At least Buffy and the others are there to help.

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

[Grimlock72]

Donnie actually still thinks this plan of his is going anywhere ? Amazing.



At the moment I'm far more concerned with Donnie repeatedly using the rag with chloroform on both girls. Being the idiot he is he probably put a LOT on it. He likely watched to much Magnum PI when he was a kid or such, thinking you can do that to people without any side-effects.



If he ain't carefull he won't having to negotiate with. Esp. poor little Abbey, at least Willow has some experience with being knocked unconsious .



I'm wondering if Donnie (being stupid after all) will just drive up the scoobies hotel and tell them (in person) he has kidnapped Willow and Abbey. He could be dumb enough for that.... and it would be sooooo much fun. He doesn't really need legs or arms to talk does he ?



Me evil ? Naaaah, just conserving oxygen for people deserving it I'm usually a kinda person, really.... REALLY... out



Grimmy

"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

[Scout]

I've read several Donnie's, but I've never hated him as much as I do in this fic. And I'm not going to survive the cliffhangers. But thank you for the frequent updates - it's harrowing, but at least our waiting time is short.



And Tara's not going to be happy when she sees the piece of shirt. I learned from S6 that pissed-off Tara can be scary. Get him, Tara! hehe



More soon!

[MissQuirky]

Urn keep the updates comin... i need Willow and Abbey safe! More More More



Brenda fainting wasn't so good! And Tara in the end wanting to know where her girls are - my god soooo sad! You have to fix this soon!! You can't have me pulling my hair out every update, i'll be bald by the time this so called "4 updates or so of angst" will be up! And i'll prolly go crazy too... Is that what you want? I hope not so... HURRY!!



~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.

[RaiStarr]

AAAAAHHHHH!!! This is bad, really bad in a not so good kind of way... I'm going to continue to wail while I wait for the next update. I must say I am looking forward to some angst free goodness. Is there any of that in the future?

As always, great update.



Rai

[Lonewolf22]

Urn of Osiris: Great update, PLEASE, please let everything be OK for Willow and Abbey, I'm dying for Donnie to get whats coming to him. Poor Brenda, I hope shes OK, and it was really cute when Patrick was comforting her. Again I say PLEASE, please let everything be OK for Willow and Abbey. I can't wait to read more.



Lonewolf

[Urn of Osiris]

Hello all! just poppin in to say hey and thanks for reading.



I want to post replies and then I'll put up the chapter. Sorry about the cliff but I wanted to keep you all from yawning.



Unfortunately the road ahead is bumpy.



And now for those of you kind enough to leave replies.....



dekalog......Update is coming as soon as I finish final edits. Torn oh the image of Will in TL, nope no black eyed girl in here. I hope you like the alternative. I do have a Donnie treat planned for chapter 21 though.

Tummy rumblings......sorry. Hang in there.





Rai....... christ on a cracker well I had to do it, just needed to tell the story. Happily ever after. It is W/T and this is a W/T board.......I think it's do-able h but dont tell. It'll be our little secret.



Are you still wailing? OMG don't dehydrate. Angst free??? Um not in the very near future.





Gem......!!! like that exclamation point!!! Don't apologize. !! Wash your mouth out. Oh I didn't hear anything. ***looks around*** anyone??? NO!! I think you're off the hook.



Oh tea on the laptop not so good. On the lap hmmm could be all kinds of fun. Not hot tea though.....not good. Cold...sweet...little twist...... um what was I talking about?



Yes more CBW on the way. And of course P&P, sorry PAP makes me think of exams and not fun visits. blech.





LC.......Oh those eps make me want to scratch my eyes out. Willow is better than that. Well I'm not giving too much away as far as Willow goes, but remember at this point she is completely unaware who took her.

As far as the magic goes........you'll have to keep reading.



Ahh the "evil lip licky thing" that made me smile. I do it, I like it and yep it elicits the proper response every time.





T22.......close to speechless! YAY! Oh so you're happy with tara tongue, very good.



BV..........well I didn't intend squirm and one time I didn't warn and you caught me so I'm putting a blanket warning on the next few chapters, so don't forget to breathe. Yes the triangle seems to have seperated a bit. It'll all come back together.





Molly........It was easy and yes he will celebrate that, and I guess i've done something right if you dislike him.

As far as Brenda goes thank you.

Tara has the scoobs but she also has the strength that comes from loving Willow. I hope you'll feel that in the chapters to come.





Grimmy........What can I say. Yes Donnie is lost in his sick twisted fantasy.

Don't worry the girls will make it through the chloroform just fine for the most part.

at the need for legs and arms but he is not that stupid.

Oh and just for you I have shovel-y evil in the works.





scout..........Oh you hate my Donnie. I guess I'm doing something right. Sorry about the cliffs but it keeps the chapter updates frequent, as my codependence forces me to make you all happy. ???sorry off to pop those pills.

You are correct Tara will not be happy. More coming ASAP.





Ash.......... you and the Hammer dude. Good god that's alot of Hammer Dude!

I want to say sorry for all that but then I'm not. I'm working as fast as I can. Here put on this hat for fic reading it'll save you the bald spots. I said 4 so hang in there. Could be 5 or 6....nah just kidding.

No crazy....well not ALOT......how about loopy?





Lonewolf.......Thanks, hang in there, it'll be good. Donnie will get what's coming to him, I promise.





And for those of you sticking around for the side fic......



Crayon Breaky Willow part 9



Tara pushed the soft pink flesh through her teeth, pulling the crayon across her tongue. A bright blue heart melted into the shimmering surface. Her hand pulling the red head tightly to her lips, "You tell me."



TBC



I'll be back in a bit with the update.

Urn of Osiris
_________________**

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

[Miss1234Kitty]

More updates? Wow, I only just found this one... are you not posting in the update thread, or am I just being really really blind? Probably me. Glad to hear I didn't offend any kittens.



That last update was eeeeeeevil!!!!!!!! Tara has to go and find her girls NOW. Please?



Crayon Breaky Willow is lovely, by the way... no cliffhangers there!



Gem

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

[Tara22]

wow Urn... what an update!!



poor Brenda...



and OMG Willow and Abbey!!! Tara will save them very soon, right? cause of course she will!!



Can't wait for more!!





oh yes... I couldn't help but notice more Tara tounge.... well, I am forever greatfull nice.....

"Will, I know what sparkage means, and it's definitely, one-hundred percent, there."

[MissQuirky]

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Ash.......... you and the Hammer dude. Good god that's alot of Hammer Dude!

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Aww you know you love it!! Besides i can't not use the lil guy especially when yer updates r soooo good and i need more!



And i can do loopy... better than goin totally crazy right?



More Urn... me need more!! (See hafta use him )



~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.

[LadyCallie]

*pants heavily*



If you don’t post soon I’m gonna hyperventilate! And I really don’t think you want that.....my ladylove tends to get upset when I get hurt.





Mutters to self- "I will always find you. I will always find you." It works both ways. Breathe. In and out.





(Isn't the lip-licky thing the most wonderful thing? hehehe)

-LC

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RealLiveTara is my RealLiveGirlfriend!*swoons*



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



"I don't wanna come out of the closet. All my clothes are in there!" -Me

[Urn of Osiris]

Hey all! Here's some updatey goodness.



*****Again with the BIG CLIFFHANGER*****





Enjoy





Chapter 20









A cold damp silence filled the one room cabin.



Bursts from the setting sun crept through small wormholes of the tightly nailed boards, prickling the four walls with dimples of light. A chill in the air, thick and lingering, draped a cloak of desolation over the bed.



Willow lay tightly against her child, bound and chained to the leg of the bed. The tangled web of ropes pressed hard into their tender skin. Still they laid together unconscious …….unaware.





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Donnie rubbed his palms across the dark denim of his lap. Forcing the sweat from his skin into the tight mesh of the fabric. Back and forth they rubbed harder and harder, still the moisture lingered. Dropping his head to the steering wheel he smeared the sweat from his brow across the brittle plastic.



His eyes caught glimpse of the residue, every bit of the sinful hate seeping from his pores, his body betraying his greed. Slowly he swiped his hands across his chest, feeling again, the sweat soaked fabric slip across his fingers.



His foot jammed hard on the brake pedal pounding the car to a jerking stop. Hammering the car into park his hand flipped the release on the door. Every strike of his pulse forced a ragged rhythm to his head. Donnie paced alongside the car, back and forth, focusing his mind. Replaying his moves, chastising himself for the hasty actions.



“Now what?” His hand slipped into the frayed pocket of his jeans, drawing the slashed fabric from Willow’s clothes. “Tara.”





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“Buffy?” Tara crumpled beside the slayer. “Where have you looked?”



“Everywhere.” Anya spat back. “Willow’s gone.”



Tara stiffened the words striking hard to the center of her soul. Willow gone, meant Abbey gone and those two actions together ripped through the framework of her very being. “Abbey?”



“No sign of her.” Xander shook his head dreading the very words he’d spoken.



“But they should be at the park.” Tara forced her body from the floor moving quickly to her suitcase. The gang watched her tear through the bag of clothes. Her hand trailed across a large leather satchel. Yanking it from the bag Tara moved toward the table. She tossed it in the middle. Dropping to the floor, she pulled her mother’s strongbox from its hiding place.



She grasped the beautiful fabric from inside rolling the contents onto the bed; with a sharp flick of her wrists the cloth cascaded across the table, every item carefully lay in place, Tara created an altar. “Everyone out!”





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The Scoobies quickly shuffled into the adjoining room.



Brenda could feel the glare of their eyes passing judgment. She wanted to crawl inside herself hiding from the world but her mind raced back to the room where Tara stayed….alone.



Anya stared, sizing up the brunette. “So you married Donnie?” Confusion followed her piercing glare. “Are you nuts?”





***********





Tara ran the edge of a match across the striking plate. The flame spread brightly as she moved to light the incense. Closing her eyes she asked the goddess for help. Summoning the vision to find her family. She moved the flame to the candle wicking, filling the room with a soft enchanting glow.



Her body slowly folded onto the bed focusing on a meditative state.



Silently in her mind, she searched for her wife and daughter. Sending herself into the barrier between space and time, asking the goddess to give her over to the inner voice.



“Willow…...Abigail......” Over and over she called to them her mind begging for answers. Over and over she listened to the deafening sound of silence.



Tara struggled with fear, knowing she would only find them if she stayed focused. Over and over she chanted their names searching for some sign of life in the darkness.





***********





“What is she doing?” Brenda broke the awkward silence.



“Well she and Willow do this thing.” Buffy smirked realizing her comment could spark Anya off on a wild tangent.



“Not a sex thing.” Anya smiled looking at her husband. “Cause well there not in the same room.”



Dawn quickly moved covering the ears of the little boy, laughing at the comments.



“They can communicate without words.” Buffy explained. “It’s actually pretty cool when you think about it. It was just hysterical when Tara was pregnant.”



Brenda’s eyes darted as the information flooded her mind, remembering all the time they’d spent as children trying to make that connection. “Tara can do what?”



“You know she’s a witch?” Xander started to explain. “She and Willow are seriously powerful.”



“I know she practices Wicca. She and her mother always studied together. I didn’t realized she shared that with all of you.”



Buffy stepped up to the brunette slowly easing her onto the bed. “Tara is a part of this family. We may not be blood but we protect each other no matter what.”



Buffy fought back her tears realizing at that very moment she had failed to protect her best friend and her beautiful Abigail. “The magic is part of what we do. She’ll find them. They’re connected. Anything more than that has to come from Tara.”



Brenda nodded agreeing that some things needed to be explained. “I know about the studies. Tara and I spent a lot of time together trying to work the magics.”



Anya perked a brow curious about how much magic she’d actually shared with Tara. “Umm…” She raised her hand. “Exactly what kind of magic are we talking?”



Xander grabbed her shoulder squeezing tightly to silence her.



“What?… I just want to know how many Maclays she’s actually had.”



Brenda burst into laughter releasing her nervous tension. “She and I never. Oh NO! We were best friends. Nothing else.” Twisting her fingers nervously she scanned the people in the room. Sadly her eyes settled on her son. “I’ve only been with one Maclay.” Her eyes swelled with tears. “I only have Patrick to show for it. Nothing else.”



Buffy wrapped her arms around her shoulder offering comfort from the pain.



“NO!” The sound of Tara’s scream pierced the hotel walls.





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Donnie pulled into the parking lot of his apartment. Running up the stairs two at a time, he bolted inside. Quickly he rummaged though the cupboards tossing a few boxes of food into a crumpled grocery bag. He filled a dirty milk jug with water putting that into another bag.



Shuffling through the room, he grabbed a blanket from the couch. Turning back he scanned for anything else he might need. Staring at the blanket in his hand he threw it back onto the chair. “Let them suffer.”



Walking to his closet he grabbed a clean shirt. Tossing the sweat soaked fabric to the floor he scanned the place for signs of his family. He stopped for a moment wondering where they might be. “Tara.”



Charging down the stairs he raced back to his car. The grocery bags thrown over the seat he sat in silence. Pounding his stiffened palms against the steering wheel he raged. Suddenly everything seemed so complicated. “Damn women. They’re going to ruin everything.”





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Buffy knocked on the door separating the rooms. Hearing no response she kicked hard finally breaking through. Scanning around her eyes locked on the huddled mass leaning against the sliding glass door. The slayer tenderly slipped her hand over her shoulder.



Tara turned collapsing into her shoulder. Buffy captured her just before hitting the floor. “They’re lost Buffy.”



The slayer pushed her back just enough to take her in her eyes. She’d never seen Tara so lost, so fragile. “How? You cant…”



Tara folded into her lap surrendering to her worst fears. “I can’t find them Buffy. I don’t know what else to do. Please…I need to find them. I don’t understand why they can’t feel me.”



“Are they dead?” Anya poked her head around the corner.



“Goddess NO!” Tara screamed. Her worst fears made real with three small words.



“Anya!” Buffy chastised at the blonde. “Xander get your wife out of here.” She pointed her arm toward the door violently sending them back.



The slayer turned toward the blonde. “Tara stop.”



Harvesting a deep breath she focused her energy on Buffy’s words. “Buffy…please. I’ve always been able to sense them, why can’t I sense them?”



“I don’t know. There has to be a reason. Think. Is there another way to find them?”



Tara wiped the tears from her cheeks attempting to clear the desperation clouding her thoughts. “Without magic?”



“Yes!”



Tara shook her head pointing at the cell phone on the desk. Her mind raced with possibilities. “Oh goddess Buffy……..Where are they? What if something…….?”





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The cold silence filled the darkness of the cabin. Night brought new danger to the surrounding woods. Willow lay shivering, unconscious, her body struggling against the settling cold of night.



Abigail’s tiny frame struggled for warmth.



Completely unaware……..completely unprotected.





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

[MissQuirky]

Urn... *takes hat off* thanx for that btw didn't pull out one piece of hair... so it helped, but i think i'm past loopy and crazy is very close! I have to admit i really got all teary-eyed with this update. Its just sooo sad! Tara not being able to reach them, i shoulda known u'd do that to us!! And the end with Abbey and Willow... that really got to me!!



But i forgive you and i'm looking forward to the next update... which will be soon, i hope!! And of course i'll be lookin forward to Willow and Abbey all safe and away from that damn bastard!! He soooo needs pain brought on to him!



Oh and its nice to finally know Tara and Brenda's lil relationship was just a bestfriends relationship- that was kinda unclear to me! Dunno why!



MORE OK now its just becoming too much of a habbit, i'll have to cut down on that a lil Or do you like the lil hammer dude coz i can give you lots of em!!



~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.

[Tara22]

OMG! Urnie!!!

wow....



that was just amazing...



poor Tara!! and Abbey and Willow!! Omg! when Tara couldn't reach them... heartbreaking *sniffles*



*growls at Donnie* and just when I thought I couldn't hate him any more...



Can't wait for more!

"Will, I know what sparkage means, and it's definitely, one-hundred percent, there"- The Crying Game (by Vix84)

[LadyCallie]

AHAHAAA! Osiris!!! You evil, nasty, mean vixen! Ahahahaa! *pulls out hair* Ahahahaa! I don't deal well with cliffhangers.... *breaks down* Don't hurt them anymore! Fluff! I like fluff! And kisses! And gay love! And coffee!!!



*in and out, in and out*



Damn girl. You are good. Really good. *bows to Ossie's feet* Oh Osiris, we love you greatly. Please don't not torture us with more cliffhangers. We love you Urn!



I'm going to go cry to my girlfriend and try not to spoil anything more. *sniff*

-LC

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RealLiveTara is my RealLiveGirlfriend!*swoons*



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



"I don't wanna come out of the closet. All my clothes are in there!" -Me