Title: At Any Cost
Author: Taralover
Feedback: Yes please, I love feedback.
Rating: This chapter rated PG 13
Pairing: Willow/Tara
Part 1/?
Summary: After Warren murders Tara, Willow uses the spell that animated Jack O'Toole and his friends in the Zeppo episode, then looks for a way to bring her fully back to life.
Disclaimer: I m just a fanfic writer and am borrowing the carecters for fun,not money.
Author's Notes: Thank you Neverchosen for your advice.
Willow looked at the dead body of Tara in her hands and howled, tears pouring down her cheeks. I’ll never feel her in my arms again, never kiss her or cuddle her or hear her sweet voice. This must not be. Her eyes turned jet black at the thought of a long lonely life without her loved one, but she fought the urge to track down Warren and kill him slowly and painfully.
Tara, honey, this cannot be happening. I’ll tuck you up into bed and Osirus will change his mind and be tomorrow you’ll be fine. No, no, that is not going to happen. Warren, you can wait, I know it’s you, Xander said so, but if I go chasing after you I’m going to lose Tara forever. The books, my magic books. Yes, I feel like an alcoholic who has weaned herself off the booze and is now about to spoil it all by drinking a whole bottle of whiskey, but it has to be done to bring you back. I’m doing the right thing here.If you want to stay in Heaven, too bad, I need you here with me, not as ash and bone in an urn or decomposing in the ground.
She rubbed her eyes clear of tears and struggled to concentrate. Let’s see…not that spell, it would bring her back evil. And that one would make her be a mere zombie, that would do nothing unless I told her. I don’t want a shell, or a demon, I want Tara back, but all the spells I can find seem to either bring her back with the intelligence of a baby or as evil as Hitler. Let me think…Xander once told me about Jack O’Toole and his zombie gang, who kept their own personalities after they were raised. Granted, they were evil, but they were always evil from the start, before they became undead. And Tara, she’s never done anything evil in her life. Let’s see, what does it need? A rabbit’s foot, I have one as a ward against Anya. Tara, I’m sorry that I have to do this, I promised you I would not go back to the magic, but this is the only way to save you.
She spoke the words, invoking the demon Uurthu the Restless to bring Tara’s soul back into her body, not looking too much into the fine print of the spell in her hurry to bring Tara back to life. Then she got on her knees and stared at Tara, who, other then being pale seemed asleep. For a moment, nothing happened, and then Tara’s eyes flickered, opened, closed again, and then stayed open and focussed.
“Willow?”
I was shot, I know that, and now I’m back again. And not in the hospital either, which means magic. Strong magic. I can move…no pain, except an ache where I was shot. Not much pain, it feels like a fist hit me rather then a bullet. And something is wrong, I don’t need to breath. She put her hand on her chest. No. No heartbeat. Which means I must be dead, or rather, undead. Willow, what have you done?
Her eyes narrowed and she glared at Willow.
“What have you done to me?”
“Tara, I did what I had to do.” The words I saw it through, without exception flashed through her mind, but she decided not to say them out loud. “I had no choice unless I never wanted to see you again. I brought you back to life.”
“No, you didn’t. I’m not alive anymore. How do I know? My heart does not beat, I have no need to breath except to talk, no need to eat anything. I’m not a vampire, I know that, because I am me, not a demon, and I have no need or desire to drink blood. But I’m not alive.” She paused. “And what you did was wrong.”
“But you are alive, as far as I am concerned.”
“But for how much longer? How stable is this spell? I need to meet Giles and the rest of the gang, and tell them what you did to me. If anyone has the power to truly bring me back to life, it will be Giles.”
