Mourning My Loss:Completed!
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Adult +
Chapters:
16
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13
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Mourning My Loss: Chapter 11
I just wanted to thank everyone for the kind fb. I hope ya like this next chapter.
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Mourning My Loss
By: Oracle Of Magic
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the BTVS characters, they are the property of Joss Whedon, and Mutant Enemy productions. No copyright infringement is intended. I am writing this story purely for enjoyment.
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Part 11
I kept sobbing the rest of the day, and Buffy stayed with me. She briefly went downstairs to tell everyone to keep things quiet, and to get some food. She also sent Xander out to get my medicine. Then she was back holding me.
I cried myself dry. Till my throat was so rough it was hard to breathe, and my lungs burned. And still I continued, I couldn’t stop. Finally I cried so much I lost my voice completely.
It was all I could do to make small sounds. Buffy got me settled in bed, and held my hand. She got me to drink some water, that was nice. It kinda hurts my throat though.
“Ok, time for something to eat,” Buffy says. I shake my head in disagreement. “Will, you have to eat something. If not for you, for the baby.” I hang my head, she takes this as a sign of agreement.
She feeds me some soup, it still hurts my throat, but it helps. I realize how hungry I am, I haven’t eaten since breakfast. I finish my soup and sigh. I’m exhausted, completely and totally. Mentally and physically.
I can barely keep my eyes open, for once I think I’m actually going to sleep. Buffy tucks me in. “I’ll be back in a minute, ok?” she asks.
I nod. She walks out of the room and returns a few minutes later wearing her PJ’s and carrying a blanket. She pulls my comfy chair over next to the bed and sits down. “W-what are you doing?” I choke out.
“I’m going to stay here with you tonight,” she answers. I start to shake my head, but she stops me. “You shouldn’t be alone tonight, Willow.” There’s that mom voice again. She’s getting really good at that.
I nod, and give a weak smile. “Buffy?” I ask quietly.
“Yes?” she answers.
“Want to thank you,” I start. I can barely form the words, my throat hurts so badly. But I want, no I need to tell her.
“Will, it’s ok, just get some rest,” she starts.
“Let me finish,” I say. “Want to thank you for being there for me. You’re like my sister.” She smiles at me, I can tell she’s touched.
“I don’t know what to say, Willow,” she says.
“Don’t have to say anything,” I answer.
“Ok sis, time to get some sleep. I may not have any experience with this, but I do know you need plenty of rest. And liquids, and something about hot water, but that comes later,” she smiles.
I close my eyes and start to drift off, she holds my hand. She called me her little sis. That’s nice. And I’m carrying Tara’s baby. Our baby. A part of her is growing inside me.
That brings a smile to my lips. The first real smile since that fateful day. I fall asleep, a slight smile on my face, and images of Tara in my heart and head.
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tbc...
So, whatcha think? I look forward to hearing your opinions, good or bad.
Blessed Be,
Sarah
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Mourning My Loss
By: Oracle Of Magic
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the BTVS characters, they are the property of Joss Whedon, and Mutant Enemy productions. No copyright infringement is intended. I am writing this story purely for enjoyment.
*******
Part 11
I kept sobbing the rest of the day, and Buffy stayed with me. She briefly went downstairs to tell everyone to keep things quiet, and to get some food. She also sent Xander out to get my medicine. Then she was back holding me.
I cried myself dry. Till my throat was so rough it was hard to breathe, and my lungs burned. And still I continued, I couldn’t stop. Finally I cried so much I lost my voice completely.
It was all I could do to make small sounds. Buffy got me settled in bed, and held my hand. She got me to drink some water, that was nice. It kinda hurts my throat though.
“Ok, time for something to eat,” Buffy says. I shake my head in disagreement. “Will, you have to eat something. If not for you, for the baby.” I hang my head, she takes this as a sign of agreement.
She feeds me some soup, it still hurts my throat, but it helps. I realize how hungry I am, I haven’t eaten since breakfast. I finish my soup and sigh. I’m exhausted, completely and totally. Mentally and physically.
I can barely keep my eyes open, for once I think I’m actually going to sleep. Buffy tucks me in. “I’ll be back in a minute, ok?” she asks.
I nod. She walks out of the room and returns a few minutes later wearing her PJ’s and carrying a blanket. She pulls my comfy chair over next to the bed and sits down. “W-what are you doing?” I choke out.
“I’m going to stay here with you tonight,” she answers. I start to shake my head, but she stops me. “You shouldn’t be alone tonight, Willow.” There’s that mom voice again. She’s getting really good at that.
I nod, and give a weak smile. “Buffy?” I ask quietly.
“Yes?” she answers.
“Want to thank you,” I start. I can barely form the words, my throat hurts so badly. But I want, no I need to tell her.
“Will, it’s ok, just get some rest,” she starts.
“Let me finish,” I say. “Want to thank you for being there for me. You’re like my sister.” She smiles at me, I can tell she’s touched.
“I don’t know what to say, Willow,” she says.
“Don’t have to say anything,” I answer.
“Ok sis, time to get some sleep. I may not have any experience with this, but I do know you need plenty of rest. And liquids, and something about hot water, but that comes later,” she smiles.
I close my eyes and start to drift off, she holds my hand. She called me her little sis. That’s nice. And I’m carrying Tara’s baby. Our baby. A part of her is growing inside me.
That brings a smile to my lips. The first real smile since that fateful day. I fall asleep, a slight smile on my face, and images of Tara in my heart and head.
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tbc...
So, whatcha think? I look forward to hearing your opinions, good or bad.
Blessed Be,
Sarah