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((Do the bit where we both get taken away first.))
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((ok jack.
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As Tara saw Jack sit down and completely let his gaurd down for her to delve into his mind, she took a deep breath. Tara said,
"Well, you might want to close your eyes...." she trailed off, warning him.
Tara had only tried to do this once before, so she wasn't very good at looking back at old memories. And these were hidden memories.
Great... hopefully this won't be too difficult... she thought.
She put one of her hands on Jack's head, and one on his face, looking at him with sisterly love. She shook her head out of the moment, and thought determinedly,
Let's get to business. As she closed her eyes and her eyebrows pushed together in concentration, her mind was catapulted into Jack's.
**Flashback..?**
((this was after tara had accidentally killed her mom.))
Tara was standing there, but no one could see her as she watched upon Jack's old, lost memories.
Her old self was laying on the bed, crying in Jack's arms with bruises on her arms and legs. Between sobs, she said,
"W-why does he h-have to be so, *sniff*, so,
mean?" She meant her father, and then Jack said, trying to comfort her,
"Shhh.. it'll all be okay. Someday, he'll get what he deserves," he glared in determination and hatred at nothing in particular, "and I'll be the one who gives it to him..." Jack murmured quieter so she wouldn't hear. He looked up and had an expression on his face like he had an idea, then turned to Tara and said,
"Tara, I know what to do. Tomorrow, I'm going to go and try to find someone who can help us. Someone who can bring us to a safe place where dad can never hurt you or I again."
She sniffed, looked up at him in wonder, and said,
"H-how will you do that..?"
"Don't worry, I have a plan..." he said
**End flashback-ish/memory thingy**
As Tara could see his old memories, Jack could remember them coming back too. She quickly took her hands off his head, gasping,
"Do you remember now?" She couldn't keep with this.