England, 1245

Old grey eyes focused on him and his brother as they faced one another.

It would be the last time they see him. If all goes according to plan he will soon be reunited with his love. Or so the gypsy woman says.

It was time.....

He heard her mention.

He turned again to Aidan. He swallowed hard at the lump in his throat.

"Remember what I asked of you. Write it all down I want every detail."
He insisted.

Aidan gave a devilish smile that Duncan scowled at.

"Brother I am not including details of my love life or how I perform in the marriage bed or any other bed there of." he chuckled softly as Duncan sighed.

"No you dolt, but of your life you will," he saddened.

"I want to know of every occurence, from your marriage if you ever do ...marry. I pray that you will brother. I want to know of your children, your wife, if possible your childrens children and so forth." he said.

Aidan nodded swallowing hard.

"I will. I give my oath I will." he paused before Duncan roughly pulled him into a tight embrace.

He whispered in his brothers ear words he never expressed to him growing up. I love you brother...

Aidan tightened his hold on him and repeated it back. It was a tearful farewell as their father joined in.

His father faced him. They spoke of what measures they took to explain his absence and he was fine with it.
He could not bare being without Tara....so...he took his life.....

In two days time it would be mentioned to their people.

They stepped away and turned to face the young gypsy woman that slowly approached him.

Wearily, he watched her step closer with a wooden bowl in her hand and a small jeweled dagger in the other.

She motioned for Aidan to hold the bowl beneath Duncans hand. He looked around and noticed in his fathers solar only 3 candles were lit on the floor. When his gaze returned to hers as she began to speak.

She spoke of what they are about to do. That she is doing can only be done once. He understood when she mentioned he can never return.

"Are you ready?" she asked holding his left hand over the bowl.

He swallowed hard looking around. His eyes landed on his father then on Aidan with their encouraging nods he turned to her and said yes.

"So be it," she said and immediately pressed the dagger to his palm slicing it through lightly breaking the skin just enough to get a trickle of blood. He watched as she placed a piece Tara's gown filled with blood into it as well.

His eyes saddened and looked away. His chest tightened at the sight of it.

His father ever so inquisitive and watchful questioned her actions. Duncans eyes then focused on the blood dripping from his hand into the bowl.

"It is what will bind him to his lost love." she said.

Puzzled, Aidan asked why wasn't this done for Tara? Duncan focused as well on her needing an answer.

"This spell is volatile. It would have send her back in any part of her time before she is born after she is born there was no guarantee when or where she would have ended up in her timeline, and that could have been detrimental" she turned to Duncan.

He swallowed nervous but before he could ask.
"You have something of hers that is easy to link you both together. With her blood and her hair," she lifted Tara's hair brush and pulled a strand from it and rolled in her fingers then slowly reached up and plucked a strand of his, intertwining them together and placing them in the bowl.

He watched as she slowly removed the bowl and wrapped his hand in another strip of Tara's blood filled gown. He tightened his fist and held it to his chest. He was silent the entire time. His will to speak left him as he continued to observe all that was being done. Such things were new to him. He has heard of such pagan rituals and other forbidden things as a boy but never imagined they were true.

She guided him to the floor where he was instructed to remove his shirt and lay flat on his back. He did as he was asked and slowly lowered his back to the ground.

His eyes never left the gypsy womans movements. She leaned over to the side and held another small bowl over him where she dipped her finger in and gently wiped symbols on his chest.

They were runes of power and mystical magic and meaning as she mumbled under her breath. His forehead carried one, his shoulders, down to his hands.

She instructed Aidan to toss the bowl into the hearth and he did so in awe stumbling back as a bright blue, orange and white flame jumped engulfing it.

They watched as her head tilted back, her arms stretched out and she spoke in a language unknown to them.

She lowered her gaze to Duncan and smiled placing her hand above his forehead and the other above his heart.

"Now we begin. Do you remember of the time she spoke of?" she asked.

He nodded and swallowed repeating the year. "2014"

"Remember....this is a volatile spell. You must be careful when you appear in her time you are to approach her after the time she came to be here and then left."

"How will I know this?" he frowned.

Now he was weary of the situation.

"Do not worry you will know. Just let all that she has told you of her time and of her self, guide you."

He lay still taking in her words. Tara told him many things about her life.

"You will repeat this spell that I give to you thrice and think only of her while doing it. Let her in as you remembered her. No matter what you see just focus on the love you have for her."

"My heart,
my soul,
I give all to thee.
Intertwined we are eternally.
I take your hand and you take mine,
With these words I will forever bind,
Our love from now until the end,
Into your time, I will ascend."

He repeated them as she said them.
He shut his eyes, and focused only her. He repeated it the second time and his skin began to tingle. All around him began to shake. Subconsciously he repeated it one last time and a gush of light errupted from his body as he let a blood curdling cry.

In that instant all three candle flames were snuffed out at the flick of her wrists.

A spark of heat and light spread around him and enveloping him. He couldn't speak, he couldn't breathe, as wave after wave of emotions and visions crashed over him....

Darkness swallowed him whole as visions of Tara began to fly past him. From a woman giving birth and naming her Tara, A young girl kicking a ball around, all grown up Tara surrounded by her loved ones.

He doubled over as another wave of emotions slammed into him. Tara dressed in black crying over a casket. Then another vision of her hugging a woman. Anger, pain, sorrow and grief engulfed him. He was feeling her emotions.

With another gush of light and crushing wave of pain he clutched his head and braced himself. He felt as if his head would split into as he saw her crying and frantically swaying on a board.

His heart ached as her eyes brimmed with tears and nothing but fright could be seen in her eyes as she begged him not to let her go.

A male voice begged her to be calm. But the boards crackled and popped beneath her. Her fright and fear, he felt it but 10 fold. He reached for her.

Tara!!!

He could barely breath her name. He doubled over holding his sides as she dropped. Agonizing soul ripping pain of the worst kind pulled him deeper into the darkness.

No matter what, think only of her and your love for her.

His mind and will did so as his body cosmically barrelled through a strong force that left him weak.

Nothing but darkness surrounded him now. The very last image he could remember before losing full and total consciousness was that of Tara.

Only Tara.......

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Wheew there you go my peeps
Thank you guys for the comments please forgive the late post but remember this is being written as it is told right off the bat so writters block is a mother.

A bit of heads up ...for those of you who are familiar with the dark arts and are interested in such things please understand that I am not. This is just a story and none of this stuff is accurate it's just fiction. Please do not call me out an anything that doesnt seem real to you because it isn't I made it up. Plus Charmed was my favorite tv show.....lol...
Now, for those of you who have read my other stories im pround to announce that ....
A Night to Remember is finally completed.

Misplaced Angel is almost completed just a couple of more chapters until Tara and Duncan have their happily ever after....

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