Fic: The City Of Angels (3/26/12)

[ContriQ aka Paow]

Nah, infact I'm writing an extra long update to make up for being so late. But from now on I will update every sunday.. (That gives me time to work on the plot line and.. make it longer..)

[ContriQ aka Paow]

Okay, here is le update, that le me wrote on one day.

Don't forget to feedback. If you don't.. maybe I'll never let them be together, or even worse, upload a pic of she who musn't be named. (lol, I just watched ALL le harry potter movies, so sayin' that feels a little weird, like JFK is voldermort or something. She's even worse lol.)

Anddddt, befåår I post le update, I just wanna share sumtin asum. Me and my bff were swimming today, and anyway, she took like a million pics of me.. some of them pretty weird. and then she uploaded the cutest and the ugliest :< the cutest makes me look like shit, and the ugliest? Well, I kind of look like a sausage that is masturbating.. :( As a sorry ya can all go in on her blog and read.. but don't comment.. she'll haunt you in yer dreams [url]http://sskelanimals.blogg.se[/url]



”H-hi Willow” Tara stammered, as Willow took her hand and lead her to the kitchen.

”So Tara..” Willow said, not liking the awkward silence at all. ”What do you like it in LA so far?”

”W-well, I haven’t exactly been m-miss go-out-and-find-out, but from w-what I’ve s-seen it s-s-seems l-like a nice town. Way b-bigger than Sunnydale anyway.”

Willow choked on her coffee ”Er, did you say Sunnydale?”

Tara giggled at Willows small outburst. ”Y-yes. Why?”

”It’s just, my grandmother lives there, and I’ve been there a few times. It’s kind of creepy there, in the middle of the night.”

”Y-yeah. Though, m-my d-d-d-dad wouldn’t l-let me g-go out to d-do anything but g-go to school. If I w-w-was t-ten minutes late he-he’d get r-really angry with me.” Tara whispered the last words, completely embarrased over her stutter, and slightly confused over why she felt so comfortable around the redhead.

”I’m sorry. Your dad seems like a total prick. Unless he isn’t and then I’m really sorry for calling your dad a prick.”

”Don’t be. My d-dad he can get very angry.. I don’t really like to talk about it.”


”Well, if it in some twisted way makes you feel better, the longest talk I had with my so-called parents was about getting an A- in school because I was sick for a whole week and didn’t have the time to study. Did I mention that happened when I was eleven? So I don’t have the whole daughter-parent bond either. Not to mention that my parents still haven’t talked to me at all since I got pregnant with Jessie.” Willow said, and breated heavly after saying that much.

”Wow. You know, I’m already g-getting used to your babble. Your parents don’t seem like the cuddle kind either. So what happened when they stopped talking to you? I mean, how old is Jessie anyway?”

”She’s.. eight going on nine.” Willow whispered, embarrased and completely certain that Tara would realize what whore the redhead was.

”And you are..?”

”25.”

”That means you were sixteen when you got pregnant. A-and they s-stopped talking to you?! That’s s-sick.”

”Yeah, they didn’t just do that, they threw me out. I lived with my best friend Kate after that. Dana, my twin sister, was so scared after that happened. We were so close, and then I just wasn’t there anymore. Dana couldn’t take it. She..” Willow got quiet and stared at nothing.

Tara tried to ease her new friend, and carefully touched her hand. They both noticed the spark that shot right though them at that subtle touch, and Tara looked up in Willow’s green eyes. ”S-sorry.” She said and removed her hand.

Willow smiled a little and whispered ”Don’t be.” She raised her voice a bit, and continued talking.


”So. Dana, she, she tried to kill herself. And Mom, she didn’t even tell me. I found out when I read the newspaper a week after, the police had sent a girl to a clinic because she tried to jump infront of a car.” Willow sobbed quietly. ”I’m so stupid. Crying over something that happened years ago to a person I barely know. You must think I’m the weirdest girl ever.”


Tara sighed sadly, she was once again reminded by something sad. She looked at Willow and said ”No. You just have been though a lot.” She looked in Willow’s gorgeous and teary eyes again. ”And so have I.”

Willow smiled sadly at Tara

”Anyway, I ran to the hospital, and I had to be strong, for Dana. So I didn’t cry. A month before that our best friend, Jesse, was killed. Murdered by some sick guy that liked to kill people. And it was all my fault. But I didn’t cry. I never cried. Big girls don’t cry. Until now. Godess, I’m pathetic.” Willow sobbed even more.

”N-no Willow, no. You said it yourself, you haven’t cried over it yet. You have to let it out. All the grief. You’ve been holding it inside for nine years. You have to let it all out.” Tara was suprised she only stuttered once. Willow was too, and infact a part of her felt a little proud.

”Hey, who left and made you my shrink?” Willow attempted to joke to show Tara she was alright, but she failed miserably.

”I’m a phsych major. My biggest dream as a kid was to be able to read people, tell their feelings. And then to be able to help them.”

Willow smiled, she had stopped crying now, ”That’s sure a big dream for a kid.”

”Yeah, I dreamt about that every night, b-because then I might have been able to save my mommy.” Tara said, in a childlike voice.

”Tara.. Did your mother commit suicide?”

”Y-yes” Tara said between sniffles. ”Godess, we really are pathetic. Me anyway.”

”Yeah.” Willow said ”We’re one pathetic bunch.”

They continued talking, for what seemed like hours but was indeed just one hour, and whenever a hard memorie came up, comforted each other.

When Willow finally let everything out, a tiny redhead perked up and asked ”Mama.. Why you crying?” The girl looked sleepily at Tara ”Who you?”

Willow raised her head, and looked at her daughter, and then the clock on the kitchen wall. ”Hey big girl, mama was just thinking about stuff that happened a long time ago. And this is Tara, she’s mama’s friend.”

Jessie grinned sleepily. ”Oh, okay. Mama, do we have mecation at home? I have an owie in my whole body.”

Willow smiled. ”Medication sweetie, and I don’t know. Lemme check the cupboard.” Willow walked to the cupboard and opened it. ”Sorry sweetie, we don’t have any.”

”But my head hurts!” Jessie whined, couldn’t her mommy understand that?

”Can you go buy it for me?” She asked, in a tiny voice

Willow looked at Jessie, and then at Tara. ”Tara, I know this is way to much to ask for, but-”

”Of course I could watch her while you go and buy some meds for her.”

Willow beamed, Tara was really helpful. ”Thank you, I owe you one big.”

The redhead took her keys and stepped out the door, leaving a sick Jessie with Tara.

”H-hi.” Tara smiled shyly.


”Hi!” Jessie firmly shook Tara’s hand. ”I’m Jessica Elizabeth Johanna Rosenberg. But everyone just calls me Jessie.”

Tara giggled. ”I’m Tara Maclay. So, you have an owie in your head huh?”

”Yea. It really hurts.” Jessie flinched at the pain.

”I used to have really many owies, everywhere. And they hurt really much too, and do you know what I did to make them not hurt as much?”

”No, tell me!” The girl said curiously and grinned as much as she could.

”I thought really happy thoughts about my mommy, my friends and my family.”

Except daddy. Tara, why are you lying to this little girl?

You weren’t happy, you never were happy. A cold and dark voice echoed through Tara’s head. But this time Tara sufficated her bad thoughts.

”Tara.” The tiny girl tugged Taras shirt. ”It doesn’t hurt as much now!” The girl grinned. ”I like you. Wanna know a secret?”

Tara nodded at the girl, who was grinning sheepishly.

”My mama says I can’t watch this show on TV, and everytime she’s somewhere else.. I watch it!!” The girl said, her expression completely serious, as if that was the most evil thing that could be done.

And the most evil thing that could be done by Jessie was just that.

”Why aren’t you allowed to watch?” Tara quirked an eyebrow and smirked.



”Cause mama says it gives me bad dreams. But that’s so not true!!”



”Well, aren’t you a sneaky little girl then.”



”Promise you won’t tell mama!” Jessie looked at Tara with her biggest pouty face that she could manage to give while struggeling with the pain in her head.


Tara smiled genuinely ”I won’t. That’s a promise.”


The little redhead grinned. ”Good.” She yawned a little and to her happiness, Willow just walked through the door. ”I bring good ole’ chicken soup and meds to the princess Jessie.”



Jessie ran to hug her mommy. ”Yay!” She shouted and tugged her mothers shirt. Gimmie, gimmie. ”Now princess,” Willow looked over at Tara. ”She’s never wanted to take medicine on her own free will.” She looked at Jessie and gasped. ”Who are you and what have you done to my daughter?”


Jessie saw this moment as a time to joke, and so she said ”I ate her.”



”Well then, no soup for you then.”


”No mommy, it’s me Jessie!”



”Is it? Well, I better make your soup all warm and hot for you then. Do you wanna take the meds after or before dinner.”



The tiny girl thought for a minute, before her resolve face appeared and she decided. ”After. Otherwise the food’ll taste funky.”



Tara sat quietly on her chair, watching the bound between Jessie and Willow with amazement. She liked the way Willow’s flamy red hair bounced around when the redhead walked.. Wait. Was she still thinking about Willow’s hair?


”So Tara, do you want soup as too or can I make you something else? It’s dinner time you know.”


”Hmm. I think I’ll take some soup too. I love chicken you know.”

”You do?” Willow grinned. ”I do to!”
”That’s n-nice.”

Willow noticed Tara’s stutter was back. Did she make the girl feel uncomfortable? Was she to nervous to say that she wanted to leave?

”Uh, Tare, If you wanna leave or something just tell me. It won’t offend me at all.”


”What makes you think I wanna leave? I like it here. N-not that I’m gonna be all weird and not leave at all. H-hey your b-babble is contagious.”



Willow grinned at Tara and took the bowl of soup in the microwave. ”Well, you were all fine one minute and the next you start stutter again. Not that it bothers me, it’s really cute. But I just thought-”


”That you offended me. No, I just got really nervous that I don’t wanna mess up because I finally have a friend. I haven’t really had a lot of friends. At all.”



”That sucks. So, here’s the soup. But Jessie, you’ll go straight to bed after eating, okay?”


”Okay mama.” Jessie said while eating the delicious soup.


”Here you go Tara.” Willow handed the plate to Tara. They sat down, and enjoyed a good lunch.


Jessie took her meds, and went to bed. Soon, Tara left.



”Bye.” Willow smiled, not knowing what to do.



”Bye.”



”Um, Tara.”



”Yes?”



”Er.. Nothing. I’ll call you.”




”O-okay.” Tara smiled, and kissed Willow’s cheek.



Willow blushed, and before she knew, Tara had closed the door and was gone.




She touched her cheek, the spot where Tara’d kissed her was still warm and wet.


The redhead beamed, and decided that she’d go to bed. She had nothing much to do anyway, since she was taking a day off tomorrow to be with Jessie.

TBC

Not a complete kiss, but a kiss on the cheek is better than nothing, right?

Lulz btw, I just found out that I gotta write a book report.. about a book.. NO ONE TOLD ME I SHOULD READ. And it's a million pages -.- I wish I could write a book report about a fanfic. That would be just like giving feedback, but getting school credit for it as well.

BYE

Did I mention the book report is due to tomorrow?

[Ariel]

Hi,

Wow, I'm amazed that you're so young and from Norway and write so well!

So the interactions between Willow and Tara were really sweet.

I loved how they shared their painful memories and comforted each other.

Good luck on the book report!

Ariel
How I Met Your Mother

[ContriQ aka Paow]

... I'm from Sweden... lol

[leesht1]

I stumbled upon this fic and I have to say it is developing nicely. It has a touch of everything a good fic needs. Since I got to read it in one sitting I also noticed that your writing seems to be developing nicely. Keep up the good work. For only being 13, you are doing a wonderful job. I know many graduate students who can't write nearly as well. I will just never tell them.

[ContriQ aka Paow]

Okay, I'm really sorry for no updating, but my laptop died and I cant put it on D: Seriously, nothing happens

Anyway, there might be something in a week, but until then I'm afraid there wont be any updaing

But thanks for all the updates, and I just hope my teachers'll like my grammar skills in English(!)

[ContriQ aka Paow]

Hey, change of plans, my computer managed to go from veggie to normal again. Yay!

Update comes right now. Sorry for the delayed-ness of it once again.

Disclaimer: The song 'Close to you' Belongs to some group named Carpenter. Alas, I do not own it.

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Willow woke up by the irritating sound of her alarm, she struggeled to keep her eyes open as she the phone buttons to turn the alarm off. She loooked at her phone and saw the time, 07:00.

The redhead rose up from her bed and went to the kitchen.

While she made her coffee, she checked on Jessie. The little girl was sound asleep, mumbling random words.


As Willow drank her coffee, checked the mail and sighed over the bills her mind drifted of to a place peaceful and lovely. She thought about Tara, that the blonde had kissed her on her cheek.

Willow blushed at the thought and conteniued reading the mail.

Around 2 PM Jessie finally woke up, and silently shouted ”Mama, come!”

Willow went to her daughters room and opened the white door. ”Hey sweetie, what’s wrong?”

Jessie was in her bed, the covers pulled tightly over her face. She was laying there, shivering and gritting her teeth.

”I-I had a b-bad dream!” She said with a scared voice and looked up at her mommy.


”Aw.” Willow sat down next to her daughter. She carefully touched Jessie’s forehead ”Ouch, you’re burning up. What was your bad dream about?”

”There was a mean bear, and he, he spat fire out of his mouth and he tried to serve us as dinner to the evil bunnies!” Jessie said and looked worriedly around the room.

Willow always had trouble not to laugh over the girl imaginative dreams. ”Don’t worry Jess, there aren’t any dangerous bears or bunnies in here. I promise. Do you wanna eat something?”

Jessie thought for a while. ”Sure, can I have a pop tart?”

”I don’t think we have any, what about cereal?”

”Okay..” The tiny redhead said and wanished to the kitchen.

She opened the cupboard and took out a bowl, then took a spoon from the top drawer.
After that she opened the fridge, and soon she realised that there wasn’t any milk left. ”MOOM!!” She screamed.

”What is it Jessie?!” Willow said while coming rushing through the door.

”We don’t have any milk.” The girl said calmly.


”Is that all?” Willow asked. ”Gee, I thought you were on fire. Okay, can you be alone for ten minutes?”

”I wanna come with.” Jessie said, tugging her mothers worn out t-shirt.

”But sweetie, you barely have the energy to stand up, let alone to come along to the store.”

”I. Wanna. Come. With.” The girl said, her resolve not going away.

”Fine Jessie, but I won’t let you buy anything. We’re just going there for milk, okay?”

”Okay.” The girl answered smugly.

Willow grinned at her daughters smug grin. ”Just milk Jessie.”

Jessie sighed and put on her shoes and jacket ”Whatever.”

******

”Jessie, the milk is this way.”

”I know.” The girl said, turning to face her mother. ”But the pop tarts aren’t that way.” She said, grinning.

”Jessie, are you even sick?” Willow asked, though she knew her daughter never was sick more than half a day, and then could wanna go to the park and play.

”Hey, you’re the one who said that. Not me.” Jessie whispered and walked next to her mother. Willow didn’t see the person infront of her, and accidentally bumped into the woman.

”Oh I’m so sorry-” Willow said, only to be interrupted by the exact same words, only smoother and gentler.

”Hi Tara, small world huh?” Willow said, her whole body confusingly warm.

”Y-yeah,” She looked at Jessie. ”Out shopping w-with the little patient?”

”Yep. Only the patient just followed because she thought she’d get a pop tart.”

Jessie blushed, but then thought of a plan. ”And I will because mama loves me.”

Willow grinned. ”And you love me, so you’ll eat all your veggies today too?”

”Yes.”

”Well then, go get a pop tart.”

”Yay!” Jessie said, and ran off to get the famous pop tart.

”Kids are s-so cute.” Tara said and smiled, while looking in Willow’s green eyes.

”Yeah.”

”So, um I was going to c-call you b-but, I wanted to ask if m-maybe you wanted to go out for coffee? Since we n-never had that coffee you offered me.”

Willow grinned. ”Yes! Er, I mean sure, yeah since I promised you a coffee. But that means the coffee is on me. Shall we say four PM tomorrow?”

”Um, okay.”

”Well, you can swing by my place since I don’t know where you live. Oh look, here comes the pop tart lover with milk and a pop tart, that means I’m gonna go pay. Bye Tara.” Willow said and pulled her in for a hug.

”Bye Will.” Tara said and watched Willow go to the three or less line.

”Mama, can I ask you something?”

”Yeah.”

”Do you like Tara?”

Willow was put off by the girls question but answered honestly. ”I think so.”

”Okay, because she’s nice. And if you like her, that’s okay with me. Are you gonna go on a date with her?”

”What makes you think that?” Willow asked.

”Because Simon in my class said that when you go out for coffee with someone, then it’s a date.”



Willow looked at the ___, she said ”2.50 please.”

The redhead pulled up a 5 dollar bill from her ______ and gave it to the ____.

She took the change, and with Jessie walked to the car again.

When she drove home she kept thinking about her might-be-a-date with Tara.

******

Tara was holding a bag full of groceries and had just unlocked her door. She put the food in the fridge and sank down in the couch.





Tara went in to her room, she glanced quickly at one of the photos. It contained a picture of a woman in her mid twenties holding a little baby in her arms. The woman looked so happy, and so innocent.

Tara whispered with a childlike voice as tears formed in her eyes. ”I miss you mommy, why did you have to leave?”

Tara was drawn out of her mourning by the sound of her phone calling. She quickly answered it.

”Hey yo girl, you still playin’ at the bronze tonight?”

”I think s-so, are you sure they’ll like me?”

”Well duh, of course everyone will T. And I’ll introduce you to the whole gang. Both my friendly friends and the music crew. Just for the record, half of them are gay. You can try your luck on anyone of them except for Buffy.”

”Buffy isn’t even your girlfriend.”

”So? A woman can dream. Now my dear friend, get your tight arse down here, we need to practice.”

”Remind me of how we ever managed to meet AND become friends?”

”Well, you were at the bronze two weeks ago and ya were all broody, so I bought you a drink and we started chatting. And believe me, from what I’ve heard, your voice rocks.”

”You were drunk then!”

”Whatever, now get down here.”

And with that Faith hung up.

Tara sighed and walked out of her apartement, locked the door and walked over to the bronze.

It wasn’t a long walk, about three blocks, but still every second felt like a year. Tara couldn’t wait for her might-be-a-date with Willow, she needed to see her now.

But still, she couldn’t, she had to work.

When Tara had moved to LA, she had no job credits, experience of working or anything else. But when she’d almost given up, she was at the bronze, and one thing lead to another and soon she was with Faith’s band.

She just really hoped Faith’s friends would like her aswell. The music crew was nice, Oz, Deuce, Leah and Faith were awesome people to hang out with, and she really enjoyed hanging with them. But still, they weren’t her friends, they were Faith’s friends.



Somewhere inside Tara a unsensative little thing smirked at Tara’s belief in that some people were nice, and actually could help.

Finally, Tara was at the bronze, she opened the door and was greeted by Faith’s comment. ”Hey blondie, took ya long enough. So, you up for the practice? Leah has got some new songs she’d like to try out. So you’ll sing one duet or whatever it’s called with Leah, and then one by your self, and then you’ll sing with the band, okay?”

”m’kay, what songs?” Tara asked, and Faith told her all of the songs.

***

”Jessie, I’m going out with a few friends, so Kate will babysit you, okay?”

”I don’t need a babysitter.” Jessie pouted, but was happy about it and hoped Kate would bring Nathalia.

”I know, but guess what?”

”Auntie Kate will bring Natha?” The girl asked, her expectations high.

”Of course she will, Jess” Willow responded, and just in that second, the door bell rang.

Willow opened it, and a tiny girl ran in to hug Jessie.

”Hey Will, Nathie was real happy when you called, she thought she was gonna be at practice all day long. I tried to explain that piano practice only is one or two hours, but she wouldn’t get it. Also I get it that she is a bit sick?”

”Yep. She was really sad about not getting to go to practice, but she cooled up when I told her that she gets to go tomorrow.”

”That’s nice, so she doing alright with practice?”

”I.. Honestly, I don’t know.” Willow sighed and went on. ”I’ve been so busy, with work and stuff that I haven’t been to a single practice this year. I just drop her off and pick her up. I haven’t had the time at all. But I’m buying her a keyboard for her birthday, so then she’ll get to play a lot and I will listen.” The redhead said, hoping that it would happen.

”Will, that’s a great idea! Did you know she sat for two hours straigh playing the piano at my house? She’s Incredible. She can play the whole eight symphony with both hands. That would make Mozart quake in his non fashionable shoes. I still can’t play that one, but an eight year old can.”

”She can WHAT?!” Willow was astauned, she needed, no she was going to pay way more attention to her daughter. ”Oh boy. Maybe I should take her to the bronze and let her play with Faith’s band.”

”Isn’t Faith’s band called Blood, guts and death?”

”Yeah.. Good point. Still don’t get the name. They sing everything from love songs to ballades, and sometimes hard rock and screamo. They do everything and still pick that name.”

Kate rolled her eyes at Willows cunfusion with everything. ”Maybe they wanted to make you late. Now get the hell outta here.”

”Okay, bye. Jessie, I’ll be back at ten, bye sweetie!” Willow shouted through the small, yet large apartement.


”Bye mama!” Jessie shouted back.


Willow made her way out to her car and started it. While driving to the bronze she thought about her date with Tara tomorrow afternoon.



Willow parked the car and walked in to the Bronze. She saw the gang sitting at a table.



Willow greeted her friends and her non-friend.”Hi Buffy, Hey Xand, Melissa.” The redhead spat out the name through gritted teeth.

With a fake and confused expression Melissa said ”Er, hi. What’s got you so grumpy?”

”Oh you know what’s got me ’so grumpy’ ”

Buffy chose that moment of time to cut in. ”Hey, tension you can cut with a knife. Cut it out. Willow, come over here.” Buffy dragged Willow to the ladies room.

”What is the matter with you?!” Buffy asked angrily, and demanded an answer.

”Nothing.”
”Don’t go nothing on me, Will. Why do you hate Melissa? What’s she ever done to you?”


”It’s not what she’s done to me.” Willow sighed. ”It’s what she’s doing to you.”

”What is she doing to me that’s so bad?!” Buffy yelled, almost guessing what Willow was going to say.

”You don’t want it from me. Ask her.”

”Whatever Will, I really don’t get you.” Buffy said, and left the bathroom.

When she opened the door, she found Melissa flirting with the waitress, and a very uncomfortable Xander.

Buffy sneaked her way and stood behind the ebony haired girl, just close enough to hear her say.

”So gorgeous, you free this saturday?”

Buffy was about to cry. She felt her lips tremble as a tear rolled down her cheek.

Melissa had said that she had some important meetings this weekend, and that’s why she’d cancelled their plans. But she was going on dates with random girls.


Just then Willow walked out, just to see Buffy looking at the seuductively smirking Melissa, while tears rolled down the blondes face.


Melissa waved goodbye to the waitress, and at that moment Buffy sat at the table.

”Hey.” Melissa grinned. ”It usually takes you longer in the ladies room, but whatever.”

”That’s all you got?” Buffy answered, and she was this close from completely breaking down in tears.


”What do you mean?”


”Don’t do that. I heard you.”

”Buffy.. Heard what?” Melissa answered as if Buffy was crazy.

”Enough to know that you are a cheating manipulating bitch.”

”Huh?”

”Stop it, it makes you look like an idiot. I heard you flirting with that waitress.”

”I wasn’t.. Come on Xand, you were here. Tell her!” Melissa said, doing her best to hide her internal smirk.

”No. I’m not going to lie anymore. You are cheating on my best friend, and I think I speak for everyone when I say that we want you gone.”

”Xander.. You, you knew? Why didn’t you tell me?”

”Because she threatened to let Anya’s fingerprints wind up in the FBI database, and that they wouldn’t be there for a unpaid speed ticket.”


Buffy looked at Melissa, her hurt expression changed to angry. ”Melissa. Is this true? I really thought you loved me.”

”Baby, I do!” Melissa yelled, a little to loud.

”No. No one loves me. I thought I could trust you, but I can’t. I want you out of my life, and you better never, ever talk to us again.”

Melissa faked a hurt expression and said. ”Fine. Bye losers.” And with that she left.

Just on that cue, as if they were trying to help, one of the artists started playing.

”Okay, names Spike, and this is for all the lovely ladies out there!” The spikey haired man shouted throughout the bar.

He played his guitar and started singing.

Buffy was silently crying, and hoped no one of her friends saw her showing that she was weak.

Back stage, the band Blood, guts and death were getting ready to play their new songs.

Faith had been fixing the last of her guitar, when she heard Buffy saying.

”No one loves me.”

She smirked sadly,

”Faith, are y-you alright?” A blonde girl with blue eyes asked.

”Yeah T, come on. Spike is done, so it’s your turn.”

Willow sat quietly on her stool, watching Spike sing. When he was done, the cheers were so loud you might get deaf. Suddenly, the redhead noticed that a girl with blue eyes and those sapphire eyes was standing on the stage.

Willow tought, smilingly.

Tara was about to sing. She turned the microphone on and on that cue, the band started playing,


Willow melted when she heard Tara singing the song.


Why do birds suddenly appear
Every time you are near?
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you

Why do stars fall down from the sky
Every time you walk by?
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you

On the day that you were born the angels got together
And decided to create a dream come true
So they sprinkled moon dust in your hair
Of golden starlight in your eyes of blue

That is why all the girls in town
(Girls in town)
Follow you
(Follow you)
All around
(All around)
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you

On the day that you were born the angels got together
And decided to create a dream come true
So they sprinkled moon dust in your hair
Of golden starlight in your eyes of blue

That is why all the girls in town
(Girls in town)
Follow you
(Follow you)
All around
(All around)
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you

(Why? Close to you)
(Why? Close to you)
(Haa, close to you)
(Why? Close to you)

Willow sighed, Tara was indeed amazing.

She sat there with her friends, and listened to song after song, and finally, Faith’s band had played them all.

Faith, not knowing that Willow knew Tara, introduced them. Again.


”Hey B, Xand, Will. This is Tara, a new member in my band.”

”H-hi” Tara greeted them, casting shy glances at Willow.

”Hi Tara, really small world, huh?” Willow tried to joke away the awkward position she was in. Or thought she was in.

”You know, you were amazing when you sang Tara.”

”T-thanks.” Tara joined the table.

Xander was a bit confused. ”So, I take it you have already met?”

”Y-yeah. She k-kind of saved my life.”

”Oh, so you’re the girl Willow saved.” Buffy said, trying her best to sound normal.

Faith however, noticed something was wrong. ”Okay B, spill. What’s up?”

”I broke up with Melissa.”

”I’m so sorry B, why?”

”Because she is a cheating bitch and no one is ever gonna love me.”

”Aw B, don’t worry. I can swing by your place tomorrow and bring ice cream to heal your broken heart.”

”Thanks, you’re a great friend.” Buffy smiled.


Tara and Willow looked at each other, sensing the non platonic love between the two broken hearted friends.

They sat like that for a while, looking and smiling shyly at each other.

They were both so deeply lost in each other that they didn’t hear the loud music playing in the background.

[DaddyCatALSO]

I love it when Tara's musical.

[Füchsin]

Great chapter!
Buffys ”No one loves me.” was heartbreaking. But i´m really sure Faith will fix that^^
And Tara as a singer in a band
Can't wait for the date and maybe some Keep up the good work!

[jazhers]

Sweet update. Looking forward to more!!

[ContriQ aka Paow]

Suprise, here's another update for you all.

DaddyCatALSO: Yeah, can't argue with that.

Füchsin: Why thank you. Oh yeah, maybe there will be some

Jahzers: I'm glad you like it. Well, you don't have to wait any more.
Name: City of Angels

Author: ContriQ AKA Paow

Rating: PG-13 (For casual swearing, and violence)

Disclaimer: I own everything in this world except BTVS, that belongs to Joss.

Feedback: Hell yeah!

Summary: Willow is a cop in LA, one day she meets a girl with a dark past, they fall inlove and etc. The girl is Tara of course and I of course suck at summaries.

Angst: Though it deals with violence, and stuff I’ll try to make it not so angsty... Can’t promise there won’t be any angst though..


Note: I don't think a disclaimer is neccessary, since it's clearly shown in the fic that the songs don't belong to me. However, in case someone thinks I have to say it. 'Just the way you are' belongs to Bruno Mars and 'Again' belongs to flyleaf.. not me!

Part 8 - First Date

Behold, here comes the update.

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They were both so deeply lost in each other that they didn’t hear the loud music playing in the background.

After their long moment of gazing, Willow saw how late it was, and hurried to her car.

Before Willow drove home, she heard Tara whisper ”can’t wait for our date tomorrow.”

Willow beamed happily. It was a date.

Tara on the other hand blushed when she noticed that the redhead had heard her. But thankfully, Willow started driving then.

Tara giggled like a drunk school girl and went inside again.

”Hey T, what’s up with you and Will?”

”Nothing..” Tara said, way to busy mentally planning her date with Willow.

”Real funny T. All ya did was look at that girl.”

”So? I don’t have to bang everyone I look at you know. Not that I do it.”

”I didn’t mean. I, I just meant..” Faith sighed. When did talking become hard? ”I just meant that if all you did was look at her and you are happy with it, then she must be really special.”

”Yeah.”

After a while of strangely enough, comfortable silence, Tara asked. ”Faith, what did it feel like when you met Buffy for the first time?”

”It felt like I was flying. It felt like heaven. I felt like I could do anything I wanted and nothing would matter as long as I could keep looking at her. But if you really wanna know what It was like I have to tell you a long story.”

” ’s okay, I have the time. Tell me.” Tara said, smiling.

”Okay.” Faith leaned back and began.

//
I was new in at the junior high Buffy went to, and I stood there, shyly watching the teacher introduce me.
”Okay class, I want you all to meet the new girl. Faith. Class, this is Faith Lehane, and she’s been transferred from Ohio.”
”Hi.” The group of students said simultaneously, alost robot-like.

I forced a small ”Hi.” back at them. As long as I could remember I’d never been in one school longer than half a term, my dad moved all the time.

”Okay Faith, you can sit over there.” The teacher, Mr. Morris, said and pointed somewhere.

My eyes drifted around, and finally found the empty seat. Or found the girl sitting next to it anyway. The girl was gorgeous. She had shoulder long hair tied up in an adorable pony-tail. Her red tank top was covered in paliette glitter, and her jeans fit her hot body perfectly.

When I approached the seat next to hers, I felt like I was floating. She smiled at me and said ”Hi. I’m Buffy.” After that, she shook my hand.

My skin was on fire. Her touch on mine felt like twenty times a sunburn, but all in a good and strange way.

During class I looked at her a few times, her tounge peaking out whenever something in was hard. //

”And from that day and until now, I’ve been inlove with Buffy.” Faith ended the story.

Tara just sat there, her mouth opening and closing a few times. ”Wow.”

”Yep. Wow pretty much sums it up. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to brood some more.”

”Can’t you try cheering Buffy up instead? She looks pretty sad sitting over there all alone.”

”Oh god, I left her there all sad and wounerable. Sorry T, but I gotta go cheer her up.” Faith said as she walked over to the bar seat where Buffy sat.

”Didn’t I just say that?” Tara whispered in confusion.

After a few boring minutes, she decided to go out.

There was nothing like a walk underneath the enchanting moonlight.

Tara quietly sat on a bench in the park, watching the stars with perplexion. The stars that made the night so bright, didn’t even exist anymore. By the time the light reached the earth, the stars were long dead. Poof, gone.

Sighing, Tara headed home.



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”I win!” A tiny redhead said as her blue eyes watched a tower of blocks fall apart.

Willow faked a playfull gasp. ”No way!” The equally redheaded girl said ”Well then, it’s official. Jessica Elizabeth Johanna Rosenberg is the best Jenga player ever.” Willow finished the sentence, big emphasis on the ‘ever’.

”Hey, look at the time. It’s time for you to get to your piano lesson.”

Jessie smiled and clapped her hands. ”Yay!” She said, her voice excited and full of expectations.

Jessie hadn’t been to her practice for a whole week, because she had been sick.

The small, two-personed family headed for Willow’s car.

When they were big with the driving, Jessie asked. ”Mama, why don’t I have a daddy? I learned in school today thow babies are made.”

”Well Jessie, your daddy, the one that I made you with. He, he was sick.” Willow lied, not wanting her young daughter to know people could do such horrible things. ”He died before he knew that you existed.”

”Do you think he would love me?”

”I think he does. Who knows, maybe he’s up there in heaven watching over you.”


Jessie smiled sadly, she would never get a daddy. Unless.. ”Mama, do you like Tara?”

”Well yeah, she’s amazing.”

”Do you really really like her?”

”Yeah I really do. Why?” Willow wondered.

”Dunno, just curious, is all.” Jessie said, but she indeed had a plan going on inside her head. If she in some way could make Willow and Tara to get together, Tara could be her daddy.

Jessie thought, and had a mental argument.



Willow watched her daughter frown a few times, then smile, and then frown again through the driving mirror.

”Okay, Jess, we’re there.”

”Alright mama.” Jessie quickly ran to the door and walked through the corridore. She knew every inch of the building inside-out.

The building was an old concert hall, which wasn’t used anymore, but all instruments and rooms were still there, and well used by the students.

Jessie opened a door that simply said. ”Piano room.”

As the door opened, Willow came rushing behind her.

”Jessie, don’t run off like that.” She said.

Embarrassed, Jessie apologised. ”Sorry mama.”

”Ah, There’s my favourite student. And her mommy. Okay Jessie, since you’re way ahead of everyone, you haven’t missed anything. But however, have you done your homework?”

”Yes Miss Calendar. I know all the chords for the songs that we’re gonna play in the church.” Jessie said proudly.

”Great.” Jenny smiled. ”Now, grab a seat and we’ll get started.”

”Bye Jessie, I’ll pick you up in one and a half hour.


”Bye!” Jessie said, and just as the door closed, she remembered to ask Jenny something.

”Jenny.” She said calmly.

”Yes dear?”

”I have a problem.”
”Well, does it have anything to do with music?”

”No.” Jessie simply answered.

”Okay, let’s here it then.”

”You know how many kids have both a mommy and a daddy?” Jenny nodded. ”And I don’t have one, but I want a daddy. I want my family to be complete. And now there’s someone that mommy likes, and I really think that someone could be my daddy, but well, the problem is that she’s a girl. And she can’t be my daddy, can she?”

Jenny wondered how Jessie coud say all that in once sitch, but quickly answered. ”Well, she can be your daddy in a way. But more like a mother.”

”I don’t get it.”

”You see, kids can have two mommies.”

”But isn’t that unfair for all the other kids?”

Jenny laughed at the girls concern for everyone. ”Jess, they have a daddy instead. I had two moms you know.”

”Cool. I hope mama and Tara get together soon, because I want a daddy really bad.”

”Okay Jessiebell.. But it’ll take time. If they really like each other, you have be patient. It can take months for them to get together, let alone years for them to get married.”

”Married? Gross! I just want Tara to be my daddy.”

”Why is marriage gross?”

”Trevor in my school told me what married people do.” Jessie leaned in and whispered in Jenny’s ear. ”All they do is have sex.”

Jenny was a bit put off, but quickly responded. ”Jessie, first of all, not just married people do that, and secondly, they don’t just do that.”

”How do you know that?” Jessie said, not fully believing her teacher.

”Well, I’m here aren’t I?”

”Are you married?”

”Yup. Been married to my beloved Rupert for ten years now.”
”Okay, I believe you. So marriage is a no-gross?”

”Yes. Now start working. You have to know the song fully if you are going to sing and play it in infront of everyone at your school.”

”Yea. Thank you for giving me the solo spot!” Jessie exclaimed.

”Well, you’re welcome. Now get working young missy.” Jenny said, her voice playfully chaste.

Jessie went over to the desk and took her copy of the song ”Just the way you are” by Bruno Mars and carefully read the text, before quietly humming it.

She went to the piano and first played the song with one hand, and then both hands. After doing that a few times she began singing to it aswell.

When she noticed that all the children in her class were staring at her, and when she quit playing, applaused loudly for a long time, she beamed of proudness. Yes, it wasn’t a secret that the young Jessica had a huge talent for music. But for her mother, sadly, it was.


***

”Hi, it’s me, Tara.” The blonde said, through the phone.

”Hi Tara, really excited about that coffee.” Willow quickly answered with a huge grin on her face.

”Yeah, about that, which coffee place should we go to? I really don’t know any good ones in this town.”

”We could go to the Eureka café, they have great coffee.”

”Okay. Hey, it’s 3.50, wanna meet outside your place right now?”

”Sure.”

Willow hung up and quickly made her way down to the sidewalk.

A few minutes later, Tara stood right next to her, and they were on their way to the café.

When they arrived at the café, Tara realized that she’d forgot her wallet. Willow smiled and told Tara. ”I’m paying, don’t worry.”

Both blushing, they sat down at a table, and began chatting.
”So, you were really great at the bronze yesterday.” Willow said, causing the blonde to blush even more.

”T-thank you.” Tara smiled giddily. ”But I wasn’t that g-good.” She quickly added.

”Are you kidding me? You rocked.” Willow said, and put her resolve face up.

”W-what’s with your face?” Tara asked.

”See this? This is my ‘resolve face’. If I’ve decided something and this comes up, you better not argue with me.”

”What happens if I do?” Tara questioned.

”I, er.. I’ll tickle you until you give up and tell me that you are a great musician.”

”Well, I am very ticklish-” She was interrupted by Willow’s hands everywhere.

The redhead tickled Tara’s skin just above her collar bone, and shivered at the touch of her skin.

She laughed and quickly said. ”Fine. I give up.”

”Say it.”

”I am a great musician. T-there, I’ve said it.”

”Goodie.” The redhead answered, smirking inside.

Right next to them stood a waitress, she cleared her throat to get their attention.


”Oh, sorry. Hi.” Willow said, her cheeks flushed.

”What are you going to order?”

”We were going to go and order coffee, but I guess we got lost in the moment.”

”Well, I can take your order. What do you want?”

Tara bit her lip. ”I’ll take a coffee latte, with a double shot of espresso.”

Willow thought for a while, and went for the same thing as Tara.

The waitress nodded and went to take a few more orders.

”You like coffee latte with a double shot of espresso?” Tara asked.

”I, well, I have no idea. I heard someone order it in a movie once and thought it sounded cool.” Willow answered, doing her best not to look completely like an idiot.

”T-that’s really cute. And just so you k-know, it’s delicious.”

”That’s good.” Willow said, still blushing.

The waitress arrived with their coffee, and gave it to them.

”Oh my. It is really, really delicious!” Willow exclaimed as she took a sip from her coffee.

”T-told you s-so.” Tara said, and took a sip from her coffee as well. ”S-so, where is your adorable daughter?”

”She’s at her piano practice.”

”Jessie plays the piano? Cool.”

”Yeah. According to some, she’s got a real talent.”


”Y-you haven’t heard her play?”

”No, I’ve been so busy lately, I’ve barely had the time to go grocerie shopping.”

”That sucks. If you want, maybe we could go to her practice right now and listen to her. I don’t wanna be the reason for you not listening to your daughter.”

”Really? Thanks.” Willow was so happy, Tara had the kindest soul she’d ever known.

They finished their coffee, paid the bill and then they were off to Jessie’s practice.

When Willow opened the door that said ‘Piano room’ she heard sweet music.

”I guess the kids here like Bruno Mars.” Willow whispered as they walked in to one of the large rooms.

”Will, I don’t think it’s a CD playing.” Said Tara, and gestured over at the girl standing on the stage, playing piano and singing.

”What do you mean?” Willow asked, and was turned around by Tara.


They watched the redhead sing the last part of the song.

”When I see your face
There's not a thing that I would change”
Jessie noticed that her mama was standing in the doorway, so she tried extra hard to play the right notes, and in the right time.
Cause you're amazing
Just the way you are
And when you smile,
The whole world stops and stares for awhile
Cause girl you're amazing
Just the way you are”

”Oh my godess. Jessie!” Willow ran up and hugged her daughter.

”Moom!” Jessie whined. ”You’re embarrasing me!”

”Jessiebell, I had no idea you were so talented.”

”You like my singing?”

”Like? I love.”

”I t-think you were amazingly g-good too!” Tara said, and smiled in awe.

The girl was better than Tara, and she was eight years old.

Jenny Calendar aproached Jessie, ”Jess, that was great. Now, if you ace it just like that when you’ll play in the church, everyone is gonna love your singing.”

Jessie looked at her mother, and then at Tara. ”Mama, why are you here? The lesson doesn’t end until half an hour!”

”Well, I wanted to hear my daughter play the piano. And she is very, very good.”

Jessie blushed. ”Thank you. Tara, can you play the guitar?” She asked.

”I can, but don’t think I’m good.”

”I bet you are. Jenny!” Jessie shouted.

”Yeah Jessie?”

”Can Tara borrow a guitar?” She asked.

”Sure, take this one.” She handed Tara a black wooden guitar.

”What should I play?”

”Can you play Alive, by Flyleaf?”

”Yup.”?
Tara began playing the sweet intro to the song, as Jessie found the right moment to begin singing.

"I love the way that your heart breaks
with every injustice and deadly fate
Praying it all be new
and living like it all depends on you

Here you are down on your knees again
trying to find air to breathe again
And only surrender will help you now
I love you please see and believe again

I love that you’re never satisfied
with face value wisdom and happy lies
you take what they say and go back and cry
you’re so close to me that you nearly died

Here you are down on your knees again
trying to find air to breathe again
And only surrender will help you now
I love you please see and believe again

they don’t have to understand you
be strong
wait and know I understand you
be strong
be strong

Here you are down on your knees again
trying to find air to breathe again
Only surrender will help you now
The floodgates are breaking
they're pouring out

Here you are down on your knees
trying to find air to breathe
right where I want you to be again
i love you please see and believe again

Here you are down on your knees again
trying to find air to breathe again
Right where I want you to be again
See and believe!"

Willow smiled at the two girls. ”You two are amazing.”


They picked up Jessie a bit earlier, and went home. They played jenga together, and talked a whole lot.

When Jessie finally was in bed Tara got the courage to ask Willow something.

”W-will, I’ve been wondering something..”

”What?” Willow asked softly.

”Who’s Jessie’s father?”

”Well, remember when I told you that my best friend Jesse died?” Willow said, with relative ease.

”Yes.”

”Well, he’s her dad.”

”Oh.” Tara said. ”Did you love him a lot?”

”As a best friend I really did, and still do. But otherwise, I just used him.”

”W-what?” Tara asked, not expecting that answer.

”I was hurt, and tried to prove once and for all..” Willow looked at Tara, who smiled and wanted her to go on. ”I tried to prove to everyone that I wasn’t gay. And I knew Jesse was head over heels inlove with me, and.. I slept with him. A week later, he’s dead.”

”W-why did you do that?”

”I told you that my parents stopped talking to me when I got pregnant, and before that, they disowned me when I came out.”?

”That’s awful! I never told my dad I was g-gay, and my mother was already dead, so, well you know.”

”Poor you. Wait.. You’re gay too?”

”Yea..” Tara said, seeing the odd but happy gaze in Willow’s eyes.

”That’s good.. Because. I, I like you.” Willow whispered, and leaned forward a bit.

”You do? W-well, I like you too.” Tara said, and slowly leaned forward aswell.

”That’s good..” Willow said, once again, feeling Tara’s breath on her own. Their lips were merely an inch apart, as Willow closed the gap between her.

Tara shivered, and responded to the sweet sensation that was Willow-kissing. The redheads ruby red lips tasted like strawberries, the best strawberries one could get.

Willow was overwhelmed by the kiss, and ended it just for a second to get some air. Before she could kiss Tara again, she felt the blondes lips firmly pressed against her own.

She felt Tara take her bottom lip into her mouth, and slowly run her tounge over it.

Willow could do nothing but shiver to the sensation as her mouth opened and closed with Tara’s kiss.

TBC!!!

Yay! I finally made them kiss!

My first written kiss scene EVER, so be gentle, okay?"

[Ariel]

Dibs!

Hey, lots of nice moments here.

Liked Faith asking herself when did talking get so hard?

And Jessie was sweet with her facts of life questions, glad Jenny could be so supportive.

Songs really fit, too! Also get a BIG kick out of Tara giving Willow latte advice.

But their kiss! THAT was sweet and tender - loved it!!!

Keep writing!

Ariel
How I Met Your Mother

[DaddyCatALSO]

Well, I'm no expert but *I* think it's a pretty well-written kiss scene.

Nice that Tara plays as well as sings, good to be rounded. (In real life I beleive Amber plays guitar and pedal-steel; that's where I got the idea to have Tara play a Dobro brand lap-steel in my own fics.)

I really liked how they went ahead with the whole date without knowing the other was gay let alone interested and kept it on a "we can still call it just friends" level until they knew. On the whole, building at a good pace.

I love Jessie's thinking processes. (My daughter was kinda precocious using big-ish words too, and from Aly's Tweets I think Sati is turning out that way too.) And good on Jenny for helping her think it thru.

[Füchsin]

Wow that was amazing
I'm afraid that you really spoiled us with al the good stuff in this chapter
I think the kiss-szene was just perfect Now i hope for a big snuggletime
Can't wait for more

[Finey_McFine]

Hey Pauline!

I just got caught up on your fic and I have to say...great job! I like that you're sorta slowly building the plot with Tara's background. I don't really buy her story of how she got beat up, but I don't know...maybe she is being truthful. BTW...the kiss was pretty darn good for your first!!

I love little Jessie...adorable and pretty cool that she's a prodigy! I hope she continues to like Tara because it will just make it that much easier for W/T to get closer!

Anyway...great job! Keep writing!

[ContriQ aka Paow]

Note: Slight cliffhanger in the end.

Note2: Terribly sorry for such a short update, but I've been really busy, seriously. I haven't had the time to go the computer all week.

Ariel: Good that you liked the kiss

DaddyCatALSO: Thank you Truth be told, I had no idea what a pedal-steel is, so I googled it, and wow. That's one cool and weird instrument.

Füchsin: And I shall continue spoiling you

Finey_McFine: Thank you for the warming comments

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Part 9

In a desperate need for air, both girls softly broke the kiss.

”Wow.”

”Y-yeah.” Tara blushed. ”You c-can say that again.” She conteniued, breathlessly.

”Wow.” Willow joked, her voice sweet as silk. Tara’s features changed from blushing happily to insecure. ”I wasn’t that good, was I?” She quietly asked.

The redhead looked confused. ”What? I, Tara.. Not to sound weird, but that was the bestest kiss I’ve ever had. Not that I’ve ever kissed a girl I like as much as you.”

Tara’s cheeks reddened. ”Do you mean it?” She looked straight in to Willow’s eyes, and what’s more, her soul.

Shyly nodding, Willow kissed the blonde, and pulled away quickly. ”Believe me when I tell you that when we kissed, the sun went down and nothing but us mattered.” She said between kisses.

While listening to Willow’s speech that was the loveliest, Tara realised something. She didn’t like Willow for her red hair, her incredible adorable pout or her amazingly hot body. That was just her outside features, and of course she liked them too.

But she liked Willow, for her incredibly genuine and loving soul. Even if her hair would be pink or if the redhead would wear dorky outfits, she’d still like her

But what did Tara have for Willow to like? She stuttered, was shy and a thousand other non-appealing things. Yet Willow said something like that. ”Willow.. You are so sweet.” A tear rolled down her cheek.

”But-but, that’s good thing. Why are you sad?”

”Because I don’t deserve you.”

”Are you kidding me? You are amazing. You were great today with Jessie, you wanted to see me happy, so you ended our date early just so I could listen to Jessie play. Now, there’s just one thing I wanna ask.”

”W-what?”

”Do you wanna be my girlfriend?”

”Y-yes.”

”Umm, yay. Don’t ever doubt that you deserve me, cause you do.”

Smiling, Tara nodded. ”Thank you. And the s-same goes for you.” Tara yawned. ”I’m seepy.”

”Wanna go to bed? If you don’t wanna share the bed, I’ll take the couch.”

”I can share, just.. Um...” Tara trailed off, blushing.
”What?”

”Doyousleepnaked?” She said, all in one sitch.

”Umm, no. Not with the chance of being awoken in the morning by Jessie.”

”Okay, good. Cause I don’t t-think I’m c-comfortable with the naked t-thing yet.”

”Oh, me eather. Is it okay if we sleep in bra’s and panties?”

”Yup.” Tara said, a strange tingly feeling in her stomach.


While awkwardly undressing, they both caught quick glances of each others body.

They slid down in the bed, and soon, they both were asleep.

In Jessie’s room, you might think there was a girl sleeping in her bed, but infact, she’d been listening to her mommy’s conversation with Tara.

Jessie had a broad smile on her face, as she too slid underneath the covers of her bed. Grinning, she pulled up her diary and wrote a short text.

Hi diary.

It’s me again, guess what happened today?! Not just did my mom hear me sing, but she also got together with Tara!

So maybe she will be my daddy. But I asked Jenny, and she said that I have to wait a long time before they’ll get married.

They don’t have to get married. I just want Tara to be my daddy, that’s all.

But if waiting is what I have to do, I’ll do it.

And, today in school, Tommy brought his chameleon to school, and scared everyone!

Except me, cause I knew it was just good old Jesper running around changing colours every now and then.

Bye, gotta sleep now!

Jessie carefully closed her diary and locked the small golden lock with a tiny key that she hid in the pouch of her stuffed winnie the pooh kangaroo. She’d gotten the stuffed animal on her second birthday, and she slept with it every night until she was six because she wanted to be a big girl then.


She closed her eyes, and drifted off to a sleep filled with candy, fairies and music.



Somewhere in an alley, sat an ugly man with a creepy grin on his face.

”I know where you are.” He whispered and laughed. The laughter was pure evil, and his eyes were ice cold.

”Excuse me mister, are you alright?” Asked a brown haired girl.

”What? Oh yes, I’m fine. ” He grinned even more.

”Hey, I saw you when I waked outta the Bronze last night, you’re not some freaky friend of Buffy are you?”

He walked out, and let the night light shine on his face, and what’s more, his large, almost-swordy knife.

”Woah. What are ya gonna do with that?”

Without ever hesitating a little bit, he stabbed the woman in her stomach and watched her fall down to the ground.

”Nothing much.” He said, and walked away. The night was still young, and he had yet to go find the girl, she would pay for leaving.

TBC!!!!

[DaddyCatALSO]

I really hope that wasn't anyone we know, like Faith . . . .

[Füchsin]

Hey little one

The beginning was sooooo sweet! That displayed why we all love Will and Tara so much.
And Jessie I wish she was my daughter

And the end:
I would have never thought that you would give us crime too
I bet the evil man is Mr. Maclay and the girl is err was Buffy's Ex

As always, can't wait for more
Füchsin

[Finey_McFine]

I really hope that wasn't anyone we know, like Faith . . . .

Oh man...I hope not! Those Maclay men, grr arg!

Very nice update...I love the W/T interaction! Sweet!!

[Ariel]

Hi Paow!

This is the second time I've tried to leave feedback on your post! Just flew in from Chicago and I'm pretty sleepy, so I must have made a mistake. Let's try it again!

First, very sweet interaction and I loved "bestest kiss"! Also Jesse following her Mom's romance and wanting Tara for her daddy. Very cute!

Then that ending - horrifying! You've definitely gotten me hooked on this story.

Keep writing!!!

Ariel
How I Met Your Mother

[ContriQ aka Paow]

DaddyCatALSO: that would be bad if she died, considering I have plans for her.

Füchsin: Little one? Thank you big time for the sweet comments
Hope this update answers your questions

Finey_McFine: Yay, sweetness was what I was aiming for.

Ariel: Thank you Updatey goodness is right here now
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Part 10
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Tara woke up in the morning, the feeling of Willow’s hand tightly hugging her own causing her to smile. Gathering some curage, Tara leaned in and kissed her girlfriend.





Willow let out a deep and loving sigh as she slowly opened her eyes. ”Mmm. Tara-kisses.” The redhead smiled seductively.


”Yes, your very own.” The blonde smiled back and rubbed the back of Willow’s hand.


”We should get up. It’s Saturday morning, which means my bundle of joy will be awake around eight.” She quickly glanced at her alarm clock. ”Which was two hours ago.” The redhead asked herself with a perplexed frown.


”Maybe she had t-trouble sleeping last night and finally fell asleep?”


”Dunno, it’s the kind of quiet that makes me think she’s up to something, not the kind that is when she’s asleep.”


”T-there’s a differend kind of silence?” Tara grinned and quirked an eyebrow at Willow’s statement.


"Well, uh.. yeah." Willow blushed. "C'mon."


"uh, I'm having a slight case of just being in my underwear."

"Oh, well, I'm gonna go see what Jessie's up to and you just get ready and come to the kitchen, kay?"

"M'kay." The shy girl smiled. She was still not believing what had happened, and believed to 99% that this was all a dream and that she'd wake up soon, back with her father.


Willow exited the room, and was immediately met by a grinning little redhead with blue eyes. A bit scared, she exclaimed. "Jessie, what on earth are you doing here?"

"Nothing." The girl said between giggles.

"Uh huh? What are you doing here?" She repeated the question.

"I'm swimming in lava. What do you think? There's a TV over there which ain't on cause there's a city wide black out" Jessie said, quoting what Lisa, her best friend told Jessie that she'd told her mother.

"Oh. That explains why the TV isn't on, but not why you are three feet from my bedroom door."

"I got bored, I talked a while with Lisa, but then I ran out of money on my phone."

Willow sighed, she had gotten Jessie the cellphone so that she would be able to reach her. But the redhead had no idea that she was almost the last parent in Jessie's grade to give her kid a phone, and that Jessie actually used it in the proper way was also something unexpected.

"So, I listened to you and Tara talk for a while." Jessie went on.

"You know it's not nice to listen to people like that." Willow said, though she wasn't angry with her daughter at all.

"Yeah, I do. I'm sorry mama." The girl said, and then something struck her. "Is Tara gonna buy me a birthday present?"

"I don't think she knows it's your birthday in two weeks. Oh god, it's your birthday in two weeks."

"Is it?" Jessie jumped up in the couch. "WOHOO!" She exclaimed and ran into her room.

Right then, Tara was done with her clothes, and too exited Willow's bedroom.

The two girls looked at each other shyly, and sat down at the couch. They chatted about some stuff, and they had some stuff in common. They had both been in Sunnydale, Tara lived there until she had been at some age, Tara never mentioned that.

"My grandmother lives in Sunnydale you know, and even though I've explained over and over again to Jessie that she's *my* grandmother and not hers, she keeps calling her nana."

"That's cute."

"Yeah, aspecially since my mother wouldn't let me or Dana meet her at all just because she found one bottle of beer at one occasion in her trashbag." Willow sighed at her mothers "wanna-be-perfect" style, and yet she disowned her own daughter and was an awful parent. That's really perfect.


"who's dana?"

"my twin sister, we were like the wonder twins minus the wonder when we were kids."

"Cool. I have a brother, Donnie. He used to be all mean to me and steal my dolls, but one day he became really protective of me. I asked him why, and he told me that he'd seen dad's true face."

"Harsh."

Tara looked sad, and then something worrying crossed her mind. The redhead could sense something was disturbing her and decided to ask. "What's wrong?"

"I just.." The girl was quiet for a moment. "Did you mean it?"

"Mean what?" Willow asked, though she could almost guess what the blonde meant.

"When you asked me to be y-your girlfriend, did you m-mean it or did you j-just f-feel sorry for me?"

"I meant every word I said. No, I mean every word I said and will say. I know I've just known you for a few weeks, but there's something between us, and I dunno if you feel it, but it feels amazing and powerful. And I usually don't use that many words to say something that little, but do you get it at all?" Willow finished her rant.

"I d-do get it. I feel it too you know." The blonde smiled reassuringly towards her girlfriend.

Willow grinned and kissed her girls lips. They still tasted like the sweetest vanilla.

In the hallway Jessie was standing, and grinning like crazy. Then, suddenly, the power went back on. The tiny redhead turned the TV on, only to be met by a horrifying news report.

She picked up the TV-remote to change the channel, but was quickly stopped by her mother who stared at the TV.


"The police have found a dead body near Duncan's pizza parlor. The LAPD have identified the woman as Melissa Lee, an FBI field agent. The police have yet to find a suspect, but are working to find one."


Willow stared emptily at the TV "Oh god."


Tara knew what had happened. "Isn't Melissa Buffy's Ex?"

"Yeah-, Jessie, change the channel." Willow said, and headed straight to the phone.

She dialled a number, and waited a few secs.

"Hi, you've reached Buffy Summers. I'm currently not home so please leave a message after the beep."

"Hey, It's Will. Have you heard the news?"

A second later, Buffy picked up the phone.

"H-hi Willow. I'm here. And I know."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. We're gonna find the son of a bitch who killed her. I know she was a bitch too, but she didn't deserve to die." Buffy said between sniffles.

"You loved her."

"Y-yeah, I did. Listen, I'm gonna head down to the station, can you call Kate and tell her to get here as well?"

"Sure."

"And you should come too. I need some best friend time."

"Of course." Willow answered.

She hung up, and dialled another number.

"Hi Kate, it's Willow."

"Oh, hi. I know what's happened Will, I was at the crime scene a minute ago. The sick fuck who did this knew exactly where to stab to make sure she bled to death, and not died immediately. She must have suffered for hours."

"Oh god." Willow felt like she was going to be sick. It was like Buffy'd said. No one deserved that kind of pain, not even a lying, cheating bitch.

"Get down to the station Kate, I'll be there right away."

"Okay." Kate said, and hung up.

Willow quietly put the phone back where it belonged.

"Mama, what's wrong?" Jessie asked, sensing her disturbance.

"Someone I knew is dead."

"Dead like daddy?"

"Yes, dead like daddy. And I have to go to work, because I'm gonna catch the mean man who did it."

"Okay. But what about me?"

"Er, Tara.. I'm sorry that I have to leave and all but, can you watch Jessie for a couple of hours."

"Of course."

Willow grabbed her car keys and opened the door. As she was about to exit, she felt Tara's hand warmly against her shoulder.

Willow quickly faced Tara and kissed her cheek. The blonde blushed "Take care." She said, smilingly.

"I will." The cop answered and smiled back at her girlfriend. With that, Willow vanished from the apartement.

Tara watched the door shut close, and headed to the couch. As she sat down, she remembered something.

When she went to bed last night, she was in her underwear. It was a big risk she'd taken, but Willow hadn't seen all her ugly scars.
The blonde thought.

Suddenly she realized that Jessie was looking at her with a gleeful expression.

"What?" She asked.

Jessie smirked childishly. "You kissed my mama."

"Yeah, I k-know." Tara said, not really understanding the girls point.

"Are you her girlfriend then?"

"Well, uh, yeah?"

"Good." Once again, the girl smirked, and Tara was even more confused.

Tara was really curious now. "Er, why did you.. what.. why d-did you ask that?"

"No big reason." Jessie said, though the reason was really big. "Wanna watch TV?"

"Okay."

"We can watch Sarah the vampire slayer."

"S-sure. What's that?"

"A TV show my mama won't let me watch. But she's not here right now."

"Er.. okay.." The blonde said.

Fifteen minutes later they were watching an episode.

"Okay, he's not a demon? B-but the almost non verbal b-but in some way cool guy is?"

"In a way. He's a werewolf. I think that makes him a demon." Jessie simply stated.

Tara watched another scene. "Are you sure Snyder isn't a d-demon?"

"Yup. He's just a mean old man."

"O-kay." Tara said. Could that TV-show get any weirder?

One episode later, the blonde took back her statement. When the bleach blonde vampire that reminded her of the guy in Faith's band turned against the evil vampire who was Sarah's ex and that before they boinked had been a goody two-shoes she realized that the show got weirder by every second.

Meanwhile they watched TV in all the obliviousness, a killer wandered the streets of the sunny Los Angeles.

He had searched a name in an index and bingo, he found his girl's adress.

Yes, Tara Maclay would indeed pay for running away like that. But not now. After killing that girl he would have to lay low for a while. And that's what he did.


During almost two weeks, nothing happened. (Just in a criminal way. Otherwise a lot went on.)

Faith had on a monday decided to go over to Buffy and try to cheer her up, and it went pretty well.

Though, after that night, every time Buffy just looked at Faith whenever she was at the bronze, her stomach fluttered and her cheeks got flushed big-time.

Jessie continued her plan of getting a daddy, and Willow and Tara got closer every day. Willow went shopping for presents, and soon, without anyone noticing it that much, two weeks had passed and it was the day before Jessie's birthday.

TBC

[Ariel]

DIBS!!!

Hi Paow,

Wow, sweetness, humor, and suspense, too!

Loved their morning wake up! and loved:

"uh, I'm having a slight case of just being in my underwear."

"Sarah the Vampire Slayer"? Once more with feeling:

Love the sweet interaction with Willow and Tara AND the nice moments with Tara and Jesse hanging out together, too. And of course Faith and Buffy getting together, HOTNESS!!!

Take care, waiting (im)patiently for more!

Ariel
How I Met Your Mother

[DaddyCatALSO]

The same words for grandparents also can apply to greta-grnads, I've found :-).

[Finey_McFine]

Hey...nice update!

I like how you are weaving the personal stuff with the suspense of a killer on the loose. Now I'm wondering if he chose the girl for a reason or if it was by chance, hmm...

Anyway, Jessie is adorable trying to be all sneaky and then convincing Tara to let her watch "Sarah The Vampire Slayer." Hmm, seems like it reminds me of some other TV show, but I just can't seem to put my finger on it, lol. Glad to see these two are hitting it off:)

Anxiously awaiting your next update!

[ContriQ aka Paow]

Thank ya'll for the sweetest feedback

Sorry for no updatyness this Sunday, I've been really busy. I have this dance thingy from 10AM to 4PM monday-friday this week, so I've been exhausted!

Ariel: Thank yooou I hope you'll like what's to come.


DaddyCatALSO: Oh really? Yay. I tried really hard to find a way to give Jessie a grandmother, cause, well, nana Rosenberg will make an appearance somewhere in this fic.

Finey_McFine: Since I don't think I'll say it that much in the fic, I'll say it now. She was just a random kill. Let's just say, if Rebecca Black had been there instead, there would be one less annoying "musician" in this world. *Lame joke warning*


Fluff + a cliffhanger = Part 11 of this fic.

Please don't hate me for this.
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"The chocolate frosting is over there Nathie, can you get it for me?" Willow asked her 'niece'.

"M'kay." The five year old smiled, proud to help her mother and auntie with her best friends birthday cake.

"Hey Will, I'm done with the whipcream." Kate said, and gave Willow the bowl.

Willow smiled childishly as she tasted a spoon full of the delicious whipcream. Birthdays were one of her favourites because that always meant good old chocolatey goodness, and Kate being the greatest cook in the world made it a whole lot easier.

Willow still didn't have a single clue how to make a cake without burning it, or using salt instead of sugar. Switching sugar to salt was of course a mistake, and not because she thought there was gonna be salt in a cake.

That's why the baking part was Nathalia and Kate's thing, not Willow's.

Jessie was at her piano lesson, and the reason they didn't wait with the baking until she got home was because she wanted to be suprised.

"Wiwwo, what did you buy for Jessie?" Asked the tiny blonde, tugging Willow's shirt.

The redhead stopped putting the chocolate frosting on the cake. "I bought her lots of stuff. A keyboard, a new diary, some necklaces, bracelets and earrings, a kareoke thingy, a monopoly game and these pink-ish shoes that she wanted."

"Converse shoes!" Nathalia said proud over remembering what Jessie had went on and on about a while ago.

"You bought her Converses? Aren't they kinda.. expensive?" Kate asked, wondering where the redhead always seemed to get extra money from.

"Yup, I used the money mom and dad left for me. It's quite a lot actually."

"Cool. Natha wanted those shoes too, but she has to small feet for those that are in the store, and I don't think it's worth special ordering some since her shoes'll end up dirty and worn out after a week anyway. Just like her clothes." Kate snickered and then smiled at the over-serious look on her daughters face.

"Mommy." Nathalia whined. "You're not the boss of what shoes I wear!" She said, completely serious.

Willow cracked up at the girl, and then continued smearing chocolate frosting on the cake.

"Nathie, Nathie, Nathie. You get to pick out your clothes, but shoes are my job, cause you like to play, that way you need shoes that don't break immediately." Kate said, with a smile.

"Okay mommy." Nathalia sighed in defeat. She rolled her eyes at her mother and went to see what was on TV. Bored, she watched an episode of 'Good Luck Charlie'

Meanwhile, Tara Maclay was practicing with Faith's band.

"Tara, you're great! Now, if you just get in a little bit earlier, and we'll rock this place."

"O-okay, I'll try." The blonde smiled, her mind not focused on the music at all.

"Look blondie, you seem kinda distracted, and I guess it got somethin' to do with that redheaded bird of yours, but we have to to be completely focused, let the music flow in our blood. That kinda stuff." The bleach blonde guy with way too much hair-gel told the blonde with a sincere smile.

Tara pressed the image of Willow way back her head, and locked it up in a mental box. She took a deep breath and signed something to tell Faith and the rest of the group that she was ready.

After a day of practice she unlocked her door, only to be met by a horrifying envelope laying right behind her door.

A scared expression crawled its way up in her face, and a tear slid down her cheek. Her skin turned pale, and she dropped the paper the minute she saw what else the envelope contained.

The paper said: "You're next baby girl."

The scary part? The envelope contained a human finger. Suddenly, the girls stomach turned, and she went for her bathroom toilet. After throwing up, she hurried to the phone. She dialled 911.

"Emergency services, how can we help you?"

"T-there's a letter, and a f-f-finger in the envelope. He's coming for me!" Tara said, and with that she hung up.

She softly cried as the door knocked. She didn't open it when they knocked, or when they told Tara who they were.

They came bursting in, to find the blonde shaking in a fetal position, crying, and the finger on the ground.


TBC!!!

Hmm, I just realised something, another fic I'm working on and will post after this fic is done, also has Tara in a fetal position. Huh. I'm weird...

[Füchsin]

and Kate being the greatest cook in the world ......

I can totally imagine that

You got me wondering about 'Nathie' Why did you marked her Name? Isn't she Kate's real daughter?
I really loved the fluff and creepy part
Can't wait for more!

[ContriQ aka Paow]

ummm , I don't really understand what you mean, but she is Kate's real daughter.

Was it because I wrote Nathie with a capital N?

Cause if that's the what, then it's because I'm used to writing nicknames with the first letter big...

Or did i write her name like this at some point -> 'Nathie'

sorry for the confusion I guess? But thank's for the rest

[Füchsin]

Oops^^ So, no. You didn't wrote 'Nathie' but

"The chocolate frosting is over there Nathie, can you get it for me?" Willow asked her 'niece'.

So why did you highlighted niece? For me it sounded like: Nathie isn't Willows niece at all. And so i guessed she isn't Kate's daughter, too. (Cause i'm almost^^ sure that you wrote at some point, that Kate is/was the sister from Jesse?)

Sorry if i got something wrong

I'm used to writing nicknames with the first letter big...

And thats wrong???? Cause i would write any Name with the first letter big *lol*

[ContriQ aka Paow]

Oh, no, Kate, Willow and Jesse aren't related at all, alas, Nathalia isn't Willow's real niece.

And I think i just wrote that Jesse was like a brother to her, not her real brother.
Sorry for the confusion and I hope this clears things up.

[Füchsin]

Sorry for the confusion and I hope this clears things up.

Don't apologise - i'm the one that can't read And yes it does. Thanks