CHAPTER NINETY-EIGHTMirahannon raised her hand, waving it gently in Tara’s direction. The white glow around Tara’s hand instantly dissipated. Tara’s eyes returned to normal and her legs buckled from the exhausting show of power.
“Tara!” Willow yelled, dropping to her knees aside her wife, now crumpled on the floor at her feet.
Buffy and Faith immediately rushed to Willow and Tara’s side, ready to defend them.
“What did you do to her?!” Willow screamed, rage and fury building inside her with each passing second.
“She’s fine…just a little tired, that’s all. Don’t worry yourself, little-one…I would not hurt her.” Mirahannon said, trying her best to calm Willow down.
“You wouldn’t hurt her? YOU wouldn’t hurt her! Then why is she laying on the ground like this?!” Willow screamed.
Giles stepped forward, hoping that Willow would listen to him.
“Willow…wait! I know that you don’t know Mirahannon, or the rest of the coven, for that matter. But you do know that I would never let anyone hurt any of you.” He said, stepping closer and carefully placing his hand on Willow’s shoulder to comfort her. “Tara will be fine. The sisters would never hurt her…I promise.”
Willow trusted Giles with her life…and more importantly, with Tara’s. She turned to Buffy and Faith, who were still on guard around them…nodding that they could stand down.
“Thank you, Giles.” Mirahannon said. “Willow, if you don’t mind, the sisters would like to help you take Tara to our vehicles outside.” She said, trying to develop some trust between she and the fiery red-head by allowing her to call the shots.
“I’ll carry her.” Willow said, rising to her feet.
“Will…you can’t…” Buffy began, only to be cut off by the sight of Willow picking up Tara seemingly effortlessly in her arms. Buffy and the rest of the gang looked on in amazement.
“Slayer blood, remember?” Willow said, holding Tara securely in her arms.
“Willow…I’m quite sure that…” Giles began, only to be interrupted by Mirahannon.
“That would be fine, Willow. If you’ll follow us, the vehicles are this way.” Mirahannon said, motioning for the other members of the coven to lead the way.
Buffy went next, followed by Willow and Tara, and then Faith. The rest of the gang followed closely behind.
Once outside, Mira and the rest of the sisters guided them to four black SUVs.
“There should be plenty enough room for everyone. The sisters will be driving. How would you like to arrange everyone, Willow?” Mira asked.
“Buff?” Willow said, looking to her sister for help. Buffy was definitely had more experience in the security department.
“I’m here, Wills.” Buffy said, comforting her sister. “Giles will be in the first SUV. Faith and I will take Wills and Tara in the second SUV. Faith will be driving. Xander and Anya will be in the third. ”
“Buffy…I realize…” Giles began, not wanting to offend Mirahannon and the others by this show of mistrust.
“Giles, that’s the way it’s going to be. No disrespect meant, sisters.” Buffy said, sensing the Watcher’s concern.
“None taken, I assure you.” Mirahannon said. “The keys are in the ignition, help yourselves.”
Buffy nodded. “Xander…you’re the one with the mechanical ability here…check under the hood. Make sure everything is attached and running the way that it’s supposed to.”
“Aye-aye, Captain!” Xander said, jokingly. He stepped forward. “Hey sister, can you hit the hood release for me?”
One of the sisters nodded, pulling the release inside the SUV.
Xander opened the hood, going through the engine and it’s corresponding parts to make sure that there was nothing wrong.
“Everything looks good in here. Just let me take a look-see underneath here…” He said, crawling underneath the SUV.
“Axels look good…nothing leaking…everything looks good, Buff.” He said, sliding out. He stood up, dusting himself off.
“Okay…let’s go.” She said, climbing into the passenger seat. Faith slid in behind the wheel.
Faith turned the key, starting the engine. They could feel the power of the V-8 Hemi purring beneath them.
“I could get used to this!” Faith said, running her hand over the smooth leather seat.
“Yeah…you always did look great in black.” Buffy said with a smile. “Keep your eyes open, Faith…please?”
“Trust me, B. If they want them, they are going to have to kill me first. I swear.” Faith said, looking deeply into the Slayer’s eyes.
Buffy sat quietly, praying that it would never come to that.
To Be Continued...
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isn't going to hurt Mira. That would look bad on her and 
. That would bbe very bad. Can't wait to 
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