Title: Dust.



Author: the vamp nurd



e-mail: the_moon_girl_zodiac@yahoo.co.uk



Pairing: W/T.



Time scale: AU Season 2.



Plot: Make your own conclusions.



Rating R.



Feedback: please.



An: This fic's been bouncing around my brain for a while...



Part i - Dust.



Dust, it gets everywhere, up your nose. In your face, in your heart...



I blink then look at the crude piece of wood I hold in my hands. It doesn't really look much does it?



"Doesn't look much does it?" I say aloud. Staring at it, a jagged piece of packing case, I tore off in the heat of battle to free...



I can't say it. I freed Her. Yes I freed her. I freed....



"Willow." It's Giles, he takes my hand and leads me away, the piece of wood still gripped tight.



Buffy, Angel, Xander and Cordelia are looking at me. I'm still

crandling the stake.



Giles nods and we leave.



I stop, then ask for a match. Giles looks at me quizically, but Xander pulls out a box. I take them off him and splash a little petrol around, then calmly not very light it and drop it.



Maybe it's fitting, maybe it feels right, that where I lost... to go up in flames.



Tonight, it's not the greatest moment of my life, it's not even good. Work with me grief, don't hang me out to dry.



I can't dump the shard, I keep next to me, I won't destory it, I won't frame it either. It will there, to remind me.



The night I killed Tara.



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Edited by: Warduke at: 4/29/03 9:15:15 am

ooooh - im liking this Vamp Nurd! so i take it Tara was a vampire.......hmmm interesting..... poor willow though please continue with your interesting fic which i enjoyed very much! im intrigued now!

catherine

xxx

excellent- when you say 'happies' do you mean smoochies!!? yay!

te he he - im sure your not a total bitch!

catherine

Hey there

Most happy to see you back with another fic. This one looks to be very interesting, and probably complicated!



Look forward to more.

BV

"When choosing between two evils, I always like to take the one I've never tried before"-Mae West

Oh! Willow staked Tara! That's, eep! Poor Will. I can't wait to see what you have in store for us next.



-Will

"I think finding her soulmate would have made Tara a more confident and secure person" -Amber Benson

First sorry to Warduke, I forgot about my sig...



Now on to the replies..:



Bubblecath: Yes there will be smoochies. But I can't remember where . Willow is as stubbon as normal Will Slayer Will has the will [cuse the pun] Tara back. And flash backs means smoochies.



barnabasvamp: Hey to you to. Glad to back. Fics I do always seemed to be [apdoting Arvil voice] Complicated...



willntlover: Willow's thought make the whole thing easier to under stand. I have many tricks up my sleeve...

Willow (with pointy ears): "NO kissing and gay love?!!!! That's illogical!" The Sci-Fi Bard W/T trekkie ramblings.



Bardlet no #27



"Why Mother because I won't be baking cookies for the mental patients at the county Hospital?" Alex It's In The Water

Title: Dust.



Author: the vamp nurd



e-mail: the_moon_girl_zodiac@yahoo.co.uk



Pairing: W/T.



Time scale: AU Season 2.



Plot: Make your own conclusions.



Rating R.



Feedback: please.



An: This fic's been bouncing around my brain for a while...



Part ii - Lay me down to sleep.



"I love you Willow." Her last words to me. I love you. That was the girl talking to me.



"I love you Tara. Remember that." I told her as I kissed her for the last time then pushed the stake into her heart.



And the dust ingrained it's self into my clothes, into my lips. I've washed myself too many times to count. But I still can't remove it.



I lay down in my bed in Buffy's house, because my parents are dead. I have no one.



Even Tara who is now lost, in the dust that clings to my clothes. I killed her to save her.



Willow Rosenberg Slayer, the Queen of The Slayers! Undone, left to morn.



Buffy Summers knocked on the door, she pushed the door open, Willow her best friend was staring out at the sky. "Willow?"



"Hey." I say softly, "Come on in."



Buffy sat on the bed, "Mom's making hot chocolate, want some?"



I chuckle, "No, thanks."



Buffy scoots nearer, "You saved her."



"Doesn't feel like it, feels like I dusted a vampire, it was an accident."



Buffy replied, "Why did you set the place on fire?"



"Ashes to Ashes dust to dust." I reply, "I'm not a Christian, but I can see it. Make sure no one disturbs her again." I look away, "Buffy, Tara was stolen. Kidnapped then turned, and it was my fault. I destroyed the Sire, and then killed the childe."



Willow's hurting, she hurting so badly, "Tara was old."



"300 years Buffy, and she was the only one she ever loved." Willow smiled, then held the doll Tara had given her. It's just a simple doll, it's woolen red hair braided. Willow's eyes are locked on it.



"I know, Angel told me."



Willow turns to me again, "Leave me alone Buffy, just go. Go be with the vampire you love. Because you see Angel, he can't do wrong can he? Remember that he nearly killed Miss Calender, and Giles. But he can't do wrong. You just won't let him go. Maybe I stake him, maybe you'll figure out why it feels better to kill him than let him live."



Buffy growled, I get up and slap her, hard, Slayer strength, "Just leave me alone, Buffy."



I leave, the slap stings, but Willow's mood is not to be messed with. The Slayer is back, the human takes the back seat.



Joyce Summers looked up, she noticed the angry red mark on her daughter's face. "I guess that was off Willow."



Buffy nodded, "Yeah, she didn't like the fact that I brought up

Angel."



Joyce nodded, "She doesn't like to be reminded that she just killed her lover."



Buffy stared, "Lover?"



Joyce nodded, "Willow and Tara were lovers, she told me."



Buffy looked unconfortable, "She couldn't let her go."



"She killed her to save her."



***

Willow (with pointy ears): "NO kissing and gay love?!!!! That's illogical!" The Sci-Fi Bard W/T trekkie ramblings.



Bardlet no #27



"Why Mother because I won't be baking cookies for the mental patients at the county Hospital?" Alex It's In The Water

Edited by: the vamp nurd at: 4/30/03 1:29:45 am

Disclaimer: I own the text and my Soul Reaper and It, Neve and Alyson. Joss own everything else. 'Under Your Spell' as well.



AN: I've tried some humor here, and I hope it works. Under your spell is used as a lullbye. and it's a bit longer than the other ones.



Part iii - Sleep Child.



"Sleep child sleep." It's Tara's voice. Her lilting voice, when we were together, she would tell me to sleep. "It's late, you need your sleep."



"I'm not a child." I would pout at her.



"You are, compared to me." She would answer with a smile on her face. "Child."



I would always look at her before I went to sleep, her braided hair, her blue eyes, soft smile, elegant features. "I was a Lady in my human life, I was someone. I am still someone, you make me feel like someone Willow."



I can still remember her singing to me, when I found it hard to

sleep. "I'm under your spell..." her voice was beautiful, "I live my life in shadow, never the sun on my face..." The coolness of her hands as she pulled the covers over me, brushing her lips on my forehead, her embrance was always warm even if everything was cold.



I curl up with the doll she gave for me feb 14, a rose tucked into it's hands. It made me smile.



Tomorrow I'll find her. The Soul Reaper, she can help me. She

helped me before.



***



"I'm worried about Willow." Joyce told Giles, "She hardly slept last night and refused to eat anything."



Giles looked at Joyce then he cleaned his glasses, "I'm afraid that Willow is suffering from grief, I can tell."



Giles looked at Joyce, his surrogate daughter was a slayer through and through, but the Slayer is human, and human grief was powerful. "It's hard for her, she needs to be comforted, not confronted now."



Joyce guestured for Giles to follow her. Giles got up and followed Joyce up stairs. "A lawyer from Wolfam and Hart contacted her this morning. Buffy told him to fuck off."



Giles chuckled. "Typical Buffy."



***



The damp dark place. I think to myself, as I pick my way through the battered rocks.



The voice reaches my head before my ears, "OK, have you got a Queen?"



"Go fish."



The passage opens up to a small cave, with two figures playing cards. I frown.



The first person looks up, her left eye is blue, her right yellow and feral, the vampire side glares at me, but the blue glazes

intently, "Willow." The voice is warm and human. And english, "What brings you to my humble hell hole?"



The other figure looks around, her eyes are brown and she has her hands full of cards, "I better go Dad. Neve'll be wondering where I am."



The first figure noddes, "OK It, tell Alyson I'll be home late, OK? Make sure she knows that."



"Yes dad." It nods towards me then scrambles away.



"Dad?" I ask.



The figure nods, "You're a slayer sweetie, get used to the fact that demons have different mating habits."



I sigh, "I need a favour."



The girl gets up, she walks around to the front of the table, I see the half vamp face and the scar on the face, her features are human but she isn't, "You're angry, upset, I know that. Why do you come here? To the depths of the Hellmouth, when there is still dust in your eyes."



I rush forward and grab her around the throat, but she's not there. Instead it's the Soul Reaper, her face turns human, fully human and she hold a ball in her hand, "What do you want?"



"I want what is mine. And want I need, I need Tara MacLay."



The Soul Reaper thew her head back and laughed.



***

Willow (with pointy ears): "NO kissing and gay love?!!!! That's illogical!" The Sci-Fi Bard W/T trekkie ramblings.



Bardlet no #27



"Why Mother because I won't be baking cookies for the mental patients at the county Hospital?" Alex It's In The Water

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