The Wiccan Chronicles

[tinnakaren]

"And that was it. We drove to the dorms, I carried you up to your room and then I went to my room."



Tara had listened to Buffy's story, nodding occasionally, and blushing exponentially. "Oh...okay."



"Okay?" Buffy arched an eyebrow at Tara, "so you guys don't mind finding out you just made out with your roommate in front of complete strangers? Well, I know Willow doesn't mind, 'cause you know, she's completely jonesing for you Tara but are you...oww!" Buffy pulled up one leg and rubbed her shin. She glanced at Willow who was shooting daggers at her and she realized what she had said. "Ohh...oops, I'm sorry Wills." She smiled hesitantly at her friend.



"It's okay." Surprisingly it was Tara who spoke first. "I already knew."



"You did?" Willow turned to the blonde at her side, "well, I mean, besides this morning obviously...but you knew?"



"You told me last night, on our date, remember?" She leaned in and whispered in Willow's ear.



"Oh yeah..." Willow had indeed said she was lusting after the blonde while they were waiting for their dinner...she remembered.



Buffy grinned and sat up in her seat. "You knew it was a date?"



"Um, yes."



"And what happened this morning?"



"Oh, um..." Tara ducked her head down and rested it on Willow's shoulder. Willow smiled brightly at the slayer who grinned happily back. "Well, Buffy...this morning I proposed to Tara, and she said yes!"



"Yay...wait...huh?" Buffy went from happy to confused to well, more confused. "You proposed? Will! You haven't even slept together yet...right?"



"Haven't you ever heard of saving yourself for marriage?"



"Well yeah, but who does that anymore? Will, seriously? You're getting married?"



Willow shrugged her shoulders and smiled innocently at the slayer. Tara tried to hold back the laughter bubbling inside her, and lightly bit down on Willow's shoulder. Buffy stared dumbfounded at her best friend, having been taken completely by surprise. "I...ahh, whaa, um...wow, um...congratulations?"



Willow rolled her eyes and laughed. "Buffy, does 'duh' mean anything to you? I'm kidding you doofus." Willow smirked at the gullible slayer. "I can't believe you fell for that."



"Well, I...ahh." Buffy crossed her arms over her chest and pouted. "You're no fun."



"We just kissed. And it was, you know..." Willow shrugged her shoulders and Tara lifted her head up. They made eye contact. "It was wonderful."



"Awww...so are you guys...um, you girls... girlfriends now?"



"Umm," Willow had been wondering about that same question throughout breakfast. Might as well ask now. Willow leaned over and whispered in Tara's ear, "Tara, would you be my girlfriend?"



Buffy picked up the conversation with her slayer hearing and smiled as Willow and Tara's happiness engulfed her too.



Tara nodded when Willow pulled back. She kissed Willow softly, "yes."



The two witches exchanged goofy smiles as their eyes sparkled at each other. After a moment Willow turned to Buffy and nodded, "yes, we're girlfriends now."



***



After breakfast they strolled down Main Street, window-shopping as they went along. Willow was more than aware of Tara's birthday the next day and she couldn't help cataloging everything they looked at and what Tara seemed interested in. Tara had made some appreciative comments outside the Magic Shop, as well as outside a jewelry store and the pet store. Willow was wondering whether a magically inclined kitty with a diamond-studded collar would be an appropriate gift.



As they walked past the Grotto Buffy stopped dead in her tracks. "I want beer. Do you want beer?"



Willow shook her head as she regarded the slayer skeptically. "Not really, no. I actually prefer making out with my girlfriend when I'm a little less inebriated/intoxicated."



"Will!" Tara tugged on their clasped hands and scolded the redhead. "What?" Willow smiled sweetly at her girlfriend, looking completely innocent and unawares. "You don't prefer making out with me when you can remember it afterwards?"



"Of course I do! It's just..." Tara sighed, and continued more quietly, "I'm n-not used to this yet, and I get a little um, embarrassed."



"Not used to what? Us?" Tara nodded in reply. "Oh, so you want us to take it more slowly?" Willow started letting go of Tara's hand but the blonde clasped their hands more tightly and shook her head. "No, not more slowly, just um..."



Willow took a step closer to her girlfriend, and put her arm around her waist. "Yes?"



Tara leaned in and whispered in Willow's ear, "more privately."



Willow had a questioning look, so Tara nodded towards the slayer who was already halfway down the steps leading to the bar. The light dawned on Willow, "ohhh...you don't want me to broadcast our snuggles to Buffy?"



"Um," Tara giggled at Willow's usage of 'snuggles', "no, just to me. I mean, you can talk about it, but can you do it behind my back?" She pulled Willow towards the entrance of the Grotto so they were partly hidden from people walking up and down Main Street.



"You want me to talk behind your back? You realize how weird that sounds?"



Tara smiled. "I know. It just saves me the embarrassment, until I get used to it. Although there are some things we shouldn't discuss with anyone."



"What kinda things? Naughty things?" Willow smiled elfishly and Tara could do nothing but kiss her. She nodded and said quietly, "yes, because I wanna be the only one who knows what kind of sound you make when I kiss you right here." She traced a spot just above Willow's collarbone then leaned in and kissed it. Willow let out a half-whimper half-moan from the sensation, which drove Tara crazy. She pushed Willow up against the wall, "I love that sound."



***



Buffy sat next to her four male friends and drank beer. She wasn't sure why. She didn't even like beer all that much. But something was nagging at her, making her grave the alcoholic substance. With every sip her IQ dropped, with every mug her brain capacity diminished and with every pitcher any resemblance of a vocabulary became nonexistent.



When Willow and Tara entered the bar they saw the slayer in the back and frowned. They went to the bar and Xander came over. "Xander, why do you keep giving Buffy beer?"



"My boss won't let me cut them off. He tells me to keep serving them."



"What kind of a money hungry proprietor is he?" Willow sighed and sat down on a barstool. Xander leaned on the bar and employed his empathy face, "Rough day?"



"Best day actually...so I think we should celebrate, Tara?"



Tara sat down next to Willow, "Um, I don't want to drink Will."



"Oh no, nothing like that. Just some...Xander, give me two virgin scotch on the rocks."



Xander looked like he was trying to divide 11 by 3 without much success. "And that would be?"



"Ice chips. Two glasses."



"Oh, right."



"And give me a small bottle of Sprite as well."



"Sure thing Wills."



Xander came back with a bottle of Sprite and two glasses. He scooped up some ice cubes and filled each glass two-thirds of the way. "Will, what's 11 divided by 3?"



"3 and 2/3."



"Ahh...so, anyway...what are we celebrating?"



Willow filled both glasses with Sprite and then handed one to Tara. "We are celebrating the fact that today is the best day in all of existence, and that Tara is now my girlfriend. Of all the people at UC Sunnydale...of all the people Tara could be with...heck, of all the people in the world...she chose me." She smiled at Tara and tried to convey everything she was feeling with her look. "You chose me."



Tara ducked her head as she felt herself blushing furiously and gave an imperceptive nod. She took a deep breath and looked up with bright blue eyes. "You're the only one Will," she said quietly, "I've never wanted anyone else."



"Really?" Willow leaned closer and was about to kiss Tara when something caught her eye and she frowned. "W-what's wrong?" Willow drew back, "hold on." She took one sip of her Sprite then threw the liquid in Xander's face.



"Hey!" Xander spluttered and wiped his face with the back of his hand.



Willow glared at her friend. "I'm just gonna say this once Xander, so listen up. I know what you did last night, and I saw the look on your face just now."



Xander protested, "but I ju-"



"Get. Over. It! Okay? I mean, for crying out loud Xander. You're being a complete jerk. Tara's my girlfriend... Don't...don't look at her that way and stop thinking like that!"



Xander winced and looked good and well reprimanded. "I'm sorry Wills. And I'm sorry Tara." Xander apologized sincerely and backed away from the bar. "I'll just um, be over there..." He walked to the other end of the bar and started wiping off the counter.



Willow sighed and turned to Tara. "I'm sorry..." Tara's lips silenced the redhead. "Thank you. That was um..." she grinned, "very b-butch of you."



"Tara!" Willow laughed, "oh my god, you think I'm butch?"



"Goddess, no. You're pink and fluffy and adorable, but you do have your moments...and they're um, very s-sexy."



"Okay, we're going home right now." Willow jumped from her chair and held her hand out for Tara. "Buffy, let's go!"



"Don't wanna..."



"I'll be right back." Willow turned from her girlfriend and jogged over to the slayer. She grabbed Buffy's hands and pulled her up. The slayer protested weakly but Willow managed to guide her away from the beer towards Tara. Tara held her empty glass of Sprite and plucked an ice cube from the glass and sucked on it. She held one out for Willow when she and the slayer came closer. "Want one?" Willow opened her mouth and engulfed the ice cube as well as Tara's fingers. Tara drew her fingers back slowly. Their eyes met and could see a desire for one another that threaten to consume them.



"O-kay," Tara squeaked and pushed Buffy towards the entrance, "let's go, right now."



***



"I don't know how it happened G-Man. One minute they were regular drunk college students, the next minute Cro-Magnon man is attacking me."



Xander had driven straight to Giles' apartment when his boss had revealed to him the secret of the beer he served, and apparently the water too. Xander had been thankful he hadn't served anyone a bottle of water, until he remembered that ice cubes where made of water, duh.



"I'm sure everything is all right." They walked down the hallway towards slayer-central. Xander pointed at Buffy's door.



"Okay? Did I not mention the Cro-Magnon part?" Xander knocked once and opened the door.



"Well, yes you did but I'm sure...oh dear lord."



Tara looked up at the intrusion and stopped drawing. She, Willow and Buffy all stood up from their crouched position on the floor and regarded the two men. They exuded confidence and strength, and it set Giles and Xander back a few steps. "Wow!"



Willow and Tara stepped closer together, and Willow took a slight step forward in a protective stance. Their hair was long and unruly. Even Willow's short crop had grown a dozen inches. It was a quite a sight.



"I guess 'everything is all right' just flew out the window."



"I'd say so, yes." Giles looked around the room and noticed the petroglyphic paintings adorning the walls. Animals and people in different positions (of the non-naughty variety, of course) greeted the watcher. For a moment he wondered where on earth the girls had actually gotten a red-clay pigment in Sunnydale.



"So what's the deal Watcher-man?"



"Well, for starters, please stop calling me that. And close the door."



"O-kay." Xander stepped back and pushed the door shut. Willow jumped at the sound and growled at the dark-haired boy as she stepped back and covered Tara with one arm. She picked up a stake and pointed it towards Xander.



"Um, Giles?"



"It's okay Xander. Just don't make any sudden movements or reach for Tara. I dare say Willow might pummel you to death."



"No chance of that happening. She already set me straight earlier today. Tara is off limits."



"Pardon?" Giles walked backwards to Xander and they both leaned up against the door.



"I may have done some inappropriate leering while Will and Tara were with the smoochies, I'm over it now."



"Smoochies?"



"Girlfriends...Will made her move, Tara couldn't resist."



"It was about time, I say."



"You knew?"



"Well, of course I knew. You just had to see them together to know, or even just hear one talk about the other. It was clear as day."



"Huh...so...we just wait?"



"That seems like the best course of action."



"Do you ever answer in a simple way, like with just a 'yes' or a 'no'?"



"I most certainly do."



"Really?"



"I stand by my previous statement."



"Are you sure?"



"Xander, do shut up."



Xander chuckled and slid down on the floor. Giles followed and they sat side by side and watched their friends with rapt attention. Willow scrunched up her nose and turned to Tara. She grunted and pointed at Xander and Giles. Tara grunted back and dragged Willow to the left wall and pointed to a petroglyph of two men with spears hunting an elephant. Willow huffed and looked at Giles and Xander then back at the painting. She grunted at Tara and shook her head.



"Can they not talk?"



"No, prehistoric people didn't have spoken language."



Buffy moved to her desk chair and sat down. She became intrigued by its rotative abilities and started spinning in circles.



"Did prehistoric people have a brain?"



"A small one, yes."



Willow and Tara crouched back down to the floor and Tara dipped her fingers in a small red puddle next to her. She drew lines and circles on Willow's face and then Willow repeated the act on Tara. The leaned their foreheads together and Willow mumbled something.



"I thought you said they couldn't speak?"



Giles disregarded Xander's question and watched the interaction between the two witches. Quite extraordinary. It was like going back in time, and reliving a moment in history.



Willow traced the lines on Tara's face with her index fingers then she kissed her forehead, both cheeks and finally her lips.



"Wow, they had lesbians in prehistoric times too?"



Giles rolled his eyes, "men and women came together for propagation, but they preferred keeping the company of the same sex."



Willow placed two fingers by her mouth and grunted quietly to Tara. The blonde nodded and they both stood up.



Willow grabbed a stake and Tara picked up a small dagger.



"Giles what's happening?"



"I'm not quite sure."



The two prehistoric witches walked towards the door and Willow kicked the soles of Xander's shoes. He scrambled to his feet and helped Giles up. "I'm thinking they want out."



"We mustn't let them."



Willow tried to push Xander away from the door but he stood still. "No, outside bad. Inside good." Willow growled and pushed him harder, but Xander pushed back. Willow brought up her stake and Xander visible blanched. "Giles..."



"Move away from the door Xander. I'll follow them, you stay with Buffy."



"O-kay." Xander stepped away from the door and backed into Giles. Willow glared at her friend then went to the door. She studied it, feeling her way. She banged, kicked and scratched the door trying to get it open. When she reached the handle she fumbled with it for a moment until she managed to open the door. Tara grunted in appreciation and smiled at Willow. They walked out the door and looked from left to right. Tara grunted and pulled Willow to the right, down the hall. Giles followed them a few paces behind.



"So..." Xander turned towards Buffy, still spinning around in her chair. "Having fun?"



Buffy stopped spinning and looked up at Xander. She sniffed the air and stood up, wobbling slightly from all the spinning. She walked towards Xander. "Boy smell nice." She sniffed at Xander and buried her nose in his collar. He smelled like beer. "Hey, you can talk...and ahh, that tickles." Xander gently pushed Buffy away. "Okay Buff. Let's sit down." He tried to push her towards her bed but she swiped his hands away. "Want beer." She sidestepped Xander and went towards the door. Xander grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her around. "No, no, no...beer bad." Buffy growled and pushed Xander away. Slayer-strength kicked in and Xander went flying to the ground, hitting his head at the side of her nightstand. "Buffy strong." The slayer said, and walked out the door.



"Yes, Buffy is freakishly strong and why am I always the one getting hurt?" Xander got up and rubbed the back of his head. He ran out the door and followed Buffy.



***



Willow and Tara had apparently gone scouring for food and they managed to sniff their way to the student café. They walked away with an assortment of food and a screaming cashier. Giles intercepted just in time before Tara deployed the dagger she was holding. He handed the cashier who stared dumbfounded at the knife in Tara's hand a twenty-dollar bill and pushed her on her way back towards the register. Giles followed the witches off campus as they walked towards the down town area. Trees ran along side the pathway so it was easy for Giles to stay relatively hidden as he followed.



Four gangly looking guys came running towards them and Giles soon realized they weren't gangly as much as they were prehistoric and hunched forward. They stopped in front of Willow and Tara and the six of them had an argument, which consisted of grunts and groans and the occasional monkey-like squeals from two of the guys. One of them made a grab for Tara and Willow hit him by the temple with her stake. He growled at her and pushed her aside with force. The redhead went flying into a tree and broke a low branch in the process. She stood up easily and grabbed the broken branch. She walked slowly and decisively towards the guy who had pushed her. He was clutching his right arm and blood seeped through his shirt. Tara stood defiantly in front of him, her dagger raised up high. Willow sidled up beside Tara and rested the branch on her shoulder.



They challenged the four guys with their looks and posture to try again. The guys looked at each other with baffled expressions. They were used to taking what they wanted, women included, and this wasn't part of their daily regime. Two girls walked past the six of them and the four guys looked from Willow and Tara to the new arrivals. They knew a better prospect when they saw one and seized the chance, but before the first guy could take a second step Willow swung the branch, knocking him out cold. She moved swiftly between the girls and the three remaining cavemen and gripped the branch tightly. If she had a vocabulary, she would have taunted them — 'make your move' her expression said, 'just try it and I'll kick your ass'.



Giles watched with gripping fascination. Who knew Willow could be such a badass. And did I really think badass? Giles shook his head and made a note to himself to associate more with grown-ups for the next couple of weeks.



The cavemen retreated slowly away from the witches and left their fallen comrade lying in the ground. They turned on their heels and ran towards the only place they felt comfortable in: The Grotto.



***



Xander, Buffy and Giles sat on a bench outside the Grotto. A fire truck was parked in front of the bar and firemen and policemen were milling around the area. The cavemen had manage to set fire to their only home and were now locked in a parked SUV few yards away. Buffy had smelled the smoke and dashed into the fire. She had (reluctantly) saved Parker and his latest conquest from a slow burning death then left the premises herself when she realized there was nothing she could do. The fire extinguishers had been a little too complicated for the cave-slayer. Best leave the fire to the professionals.



Xander stretched his arms and yawned. "So, have we had enough fun for one night?"



"Buffy tired." The slayer rested her head on Giles' shoulder.



"And was there a lesson in all this, huh? What did we learn about beer?"



"Foamy."



Xander got up and shook his legs. "Good, just as long as that's clear. Anyways I think that the boys in the car are contained for the time being. This will give them some time to ponder the geo-political ramifications of being mean to me!"



Buffy got up and walked towards the van to her beer buds. She banged on the windows to get their attention. She noticed a club resting by one of the tires so she picked it up and tabbed the window with it.



"Whose van is that?" Giles asked. Xander shrugged his shoulders, "I dunno. Wasn't locked."



Buffy heard a noise to her right and saw Parker walking towards her. She glared at the dust-covered boy but trudged warily towards him.



"Buffy...Buffy, I dunno how to say this. I'm sorry for how I treated you before. It was wrong of me and I'm sorry. You were great tonight, really. I might not deserve this but do you think that you could forgive me?" Parker batted his eyelashes and smiled at Buffy.



The slayer tilted her head to the side as she regarded Parker. She raised the club in her hand and whacked him over the side of his head, knocking him out.



Xander and Giles gathered around Buffy and looked down at Parker. Xander smiled and put his arm around Buffy's shoulder and guided her away.



"Say G-Man, where did the two witches go?"



"I have no idea. I lost them right before the fire...they ran after the Neanderthals and I assumed they were here...but do not worry. I checked with the Fire Marshall. There was no one left inside the bar."



"Huh, I wonder where they are?"



***



Anyone skulking on rooftops or just looking outside a second-story window would have seen the two women lying on top of the fire truck as it drove away from the Grotto. One had short fiery red hair, which sparkled in the city lights, the other had honey-blonde tresses that flowed over her shoulders and shone under the full moon. They were locked in a tight embrace and they rolled around, sighing and smiling, as they kissed the night away.

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Tinna Karen

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[Washi]

That was great.

At first, I was kinda confused about the dream, but I quickly understood it. But, Cave-Slayer rocked.

And Cave-Butch-Willow!

Great update Tinna, just great update!

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa



The course of love doesn’t always run smooth, especially for the neurotic and accident-prone. ~ LadyB



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[onyxsundrops]

Quote:

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"TV is a good thing. Bright colors. Music. Tiny little people." The slayer hugged the TV in appreciation

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Wonderful update. The dream sort of threw me too, but I understood it better once I read more. Anyway, thanks for the update.



Yvonne

[The Rose24]

Interesting spin on "Beer bad"



I am glad the ladies have finally admitted their feelings to one another, and I am glad the dream was just a dream because it concerned me a little.



Yay!!! They are girlfriends!

Tara: My heart doesn't stutter.


Tara: Willow, I got so lost.

Willow: I found you. I will always find you.

[mxgirl314]

Great update, I loved it. After I got offline I went and watched Beer Bad. I just love that episode. Can't wait till the next update.

[MorgainePriestessOfAvalon]

I LOVE THIS FIC SO MUCH! So & finally got with the smoochies!

Oh My God!!!It's Green!!!

-My friend said that after he had finished "shaking a tit"

[russ]

Well, I'm embarrassed to say I've only just discovered this story. Don't know how I managed to overlook it all this time, but I was hooked in the first paragraph, and read it all (so far) in the last couple of days.



It's a wonderful story, with great characterization, lots of fun, and just enough angst to balance things out. I especially like your version of Buffy; much more insightful and supportive than canon, but still very much the Buffy of early seasons. Your Tara is interesting; in some ways bolder than in canon, in other ways less sure of herself and her feelings.



I like the way you're dealing with S4, taking the elements you want, changing some, and leaving out others, to make a most enjoyable retelling of the story. I'm looking forward to seeing where you take us from here.



Russ

[warriorlove]

How I LOVE this fic...You are so gifted!!!



"Um," Tara giggled at Willow's usage of 'snuggles', "no, just to me. I mean, you can talk about it, but can you do it behind my back?"



You had me in sthiches with that line



And & are girlfriends, at last!! WHOO HOO!!



Now I'm waiting for their big hot and sexy love scene with all the sexual tension goodies and all!!

[tinnakaren]

Chapter 5 is complete and I've already sent it off to my beta...so I'm hoping to update tonight if beta willing, but for now, here are some replies to the lovely people who left feedback from chapter 4. Thanks everyone!



Washi: *claps hands excitedly* Yay, I left ya chuckling! Coolies.



Yvonne: You're welcome! I'm glad you like it. I probably should have had the dream in italics or something huh? But I wanted people to go 'what in the world is going on' and then 'ohhh'



TheRose 24: I like how protective you are of Willow and Tara. I feel the same way but sometimes I do something stupid, and it's good to know you'll immediately call me on it, and help me make things better



mxgirl314: Hey, thanks for reading and enjoying



MorgainePriestessOfAvalon: Yes, Willow and Tara deserved smoochies.



Russ: Oh, don't feel embarrassed about that, my updates are so sporadic the story disappears from page 1 quite frequently...it's all good But thank you for taking the time to read it and telling me what you think. I'm glad you are enjoying this. My spin on Wild at Heart will be quite different - since there weren't a lot of elements from that episode that I could use. But hopefully, it works.

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Tinna Karen

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[warriorlove]

I can hardly wait for the next update. Hope your Beta's are fast

[tinnakaren]

Eek! Sorry...I forgot your reply *bows head in shame*



Thanks warriorlove for the continued support of this story I really appreciate it.



And well, my beta said the next update is at least an R rating, although I thought it was bordering on innocent...we'll see

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Tinna Karen

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[veiled isis moon]

I love this story and the way you've used episodes from season 4 and added Tara to them, it works really well. You know what will make the story even better?? an update, real soon! i'm not one to beg but.... x

[tinnakaren]

veiled isis moon: An update you say? Well alrighty then...one update coming up

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Tinna Karen

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[tinnakaren]

Thanks to Charlie for putting up with me! And she seems to think this chapter deserves an R rating...hmm.





Chapter 5: Animal Attraction



"MEOWWW!"



The tiny bundle of black and white fur jumped on top of two bipedal forms lying in one of the beds in her new home. Her tummy was rumbling and she really wanted to lick some more of that white stuff they put in that yellow round stuff the previous night. The little kitty tiptoed on top of the covers until she finally found the two weird looking organisms that would pet her and give her yummy kitty goodness. Mmm, kitty goodness. Rrrmmm. The kitty purred just thinking about all the nice stuff she was about to receive.



***



The dancing pink elephants moved gracefully in beat with the rhythmic tones of... Barry Manilow...what in the frilly heck? They twirled and swayed and kicked in the air with the poise no elephant should be able to achieve. Willow sang along with the elephants and tapped her feet to the beat. "At the Copa, Copa Cabana..."



***



Tara stirred awake when Willow started singing in her sleep. She opened her eyes slowly and a lazy smile covered her features when she took in the beautiful vision in front of her. Willow. She had to stifle the giggles that threatened to erupt when she realized what her girlfriend was mumbling. She felt movement on top of the covers and lifted her head up to see her birthday present approaching. "Hello there," she whispered and propped herself up on one elbow. The little kitten regarded one of the nice things with a tilted head and wide-open eyes. She walked closer and then purred when she felt herself being petted. She greeted Tara with a soft paw on her chin and a lick. Rrrmmm. Tara giggled at the tickling sensation and scooped up the tiny kitten and placed her on the bed between her and Willow. The kitty recognized the other nice one immediately and decided to greet that one the same way. She walked over and swatted the redhead softly on the nose with her paw. "Meow." Then she licked Willow's nose and chin repeatedly. Tara giggled at the adorable sight.



***



Willow scrunched up her nose when one of the elephants approached. Its trunk moved in a hypnotic fashion, almost lulling her to sleep. It was a little disturbing. Sure, she liked their performance, but she wouldn't exactly call herself an elephant groupie. The trunk came closer and gave her a wet kiss on her nose. Ack! Willow stumbled backwards trying to escape the trunk but it wrapped itself around her and pulled her up into the air. The end of the trunk continued to kiss her as she struggled. "No, no, no." Then suddenly the elephant disappeared and Willow came face-to-face with yellow eyes and a pink tongue.



***



"Ugh! Miss Kitty! Get off," Willow grumbled but she was smiling nonetheless. "Meow." Miss Kitty responded and licked Willow once more. "Meow to you too little missy." Willow propped herself up on one elbow and then noticed Tara smiling at her in the same position. "Oh, hi baby." Tara leaned in and gave Willow a kiss, "Good morning you." Willow licked her lips and leaned back in. "Good morning." They kissed again and again until Miss Kitty protested her lack of kitty goodness. "Meow!"



The two witched parted and Tara smiled down at Miss Kitty. "Somebody is hungry."



"Well, she's your cat, you feed her." Willow grinned and snuggled back down under the covers.



Tara rolled her eyes and sat up. She picked up Miss Kitty and gave her a kiss. "I still can't believe you gave me a kitty..."



***



Flashback



"Okay, so I wasn't quite sure what to give you and this whole girlfriend thing happened kinda fast, not that I'm complaining mind you...happy Willow here...but um, it's all new to me and I don't know what girlfriends are supposed to give each other for their birthdays but I think you'll like it, or least I hope so."



Tara smiled brightly at her girlfriend, "you remembered my birthday?"



"Of course I remembered your birthday! What kinda girlfriend do you think I am?"



"The best kind." Tara grinned.



Willow grinned back and winked at the blonde, "and don't you forget it." She walked to the door and opened it, "I'll be right back." Willow quickly disappeared through the doorway and then closed the door behind her.



"Huh?" Tara wondered out loud. She hadn't had a lot of birthday celebrations in her life, mostly they just consisted of her and her mom going out for a picnic in the woods and her mom teaching her new spells and meditation techniques, but she was pretty sure that giving somebody a birthday present required the giver to actually be present. In a non-birthday present kind of way.



A minute later the door opened and Willow walked in carrying a cardboard box with a bow around it. She handed the box to Tara, "happy birthday."



"Oh." Tara looked up at Willow with an expression Willow had come to recognize as the Willow-is-so-cute look. She loved that look. An even though she was really, really starting to appreciate the Willow-is-so-sexy-I-just-want-to-kiss-her-senseless look, the Willow-is-so-cute look was still her favorite. But it's a very difficult choice.



Tara unwrapped the bow and felt something moving inside the box, "um, Will? The box is moving."



Willow grinned and a friendly tongue poked out. "Open it."



"O-kay." Tara placed the bow next to her on the bed and lifted up the lid. "Meow!" A tiny black and white kitten looked up and blinked two yellow eyes at her. The kitty yawned and scratched its chin. "Meow," it repeated and waved at her with a white paw.



Tara gasped in surprise and let out a joyful laugh, "Oh goddess, Will it's..." The kitty tried to climb out of the box unsuccessfully and landed on its behind. It quickly twisted around so it was on its feet and looked sharply from left to right. Phew, no other kitties in sight. It would never hear the end of it if other cats knew it hadn't landed on its feet.



Tara cooed at the adorable mammal and picked it up. "Hello there, you're just the cutest thing I ever did see."



"It's a girl kitty. I got it at the pound but I took it to the vet clinic right after and the doctor said so. She's also all healthy and stuff."



"Hey Miss Kitty," Tara whispered and gave the tiny kitten a kiss.



Willow sat down next to Tara and petted the kitten. She smiled as the kitty began purring. "Miss Kitty, that's cute."



"You're cute, thank you." Tara kissed Willow softly on the lips.



"You're welcome."



End of flashback



***



"Well, every good witch should have a cat. I read that in one of those Wiccan chronicle study type books you gave me."



"Oh really?"



"Uh huh." Willow nodded in the affirmative then yawned and stretched her arms. She groaned at the content feeling running through her body. Willow smacked her lips and sighed. Who knew being happy was this good?



Tara got out of bed and put Miss Kitty down on the floor next to her two dish bowls. She opened the little fridge they had and grabbed a carton of half and half. She poured a small amount in one of Miss Kitty's bowls and then put it back into the fridge. Next she grabbed a can of cat food and after opening it, she scooped half into Miss Kitty's other bowl. Miss Kitty lapped happily at the creamy white liquid then getting a whiff of the meaty goodness next to her she switched bowls and chowed down.



After being content that Miss Kitty was taken care of Tara padded back to her bed. She crawled up Willow's body and held herself up with her arms, hovering over the redhead. "Hi," she said quietly and smiled down at her girlfriend. Willow wrapped her arms around Tara and pulled her closer, "hi." Their lips met in a soft and languid kiss. Tara let Willow pull her down and she moaned when she rested fully on top of the redhead. It amazed her how perfectly their bodies fitted and she couldn't help chastising herself a little for resisting her feelings for Willow for so long.



Willow caressed Tara's back as they kissed. Her hands moved up and down, in a repeated motion, making Tara shiver with pleasure. With every upward movement Tara's tank top rode higher up and eventually Willow was rewarded with skin on skin contact. They hadn't done much apart from kissing and caressing fully clothed these last two days so the unexpected contact made Tara gasp in surprise and she broke the kiss. Their contact, enhanced with their strong magical connection, sent an electric charge surging through their bodies. Tara stared wide-eyed at her girlfriend, who looked equally as surprised. "Whoa!" Tara nodded dumbly in agreement. If this is how a small contact feels, how would a full-body contact feel? Tara gulped as she tried to imagine it. Oh wow!



Willow slowly continued her movements watching Tara intently for any signs of discouragement. Seeing none she trailed her hands up and down Tara's back and she lifted her head to kiss Tara's neck and collar bone. Tara shivered from the continuing pleasure Willow gave her and felt the now familiar ache starting low in her belly and moving south. She threaded her fingers in the soft red hair and pulled Willow's mouth even closer. "Willow," she sighed and caressed the nape of Willow's neck. Willow smiled and nibbled at Tara's neck. She moved to the pulse point and kissed and licked the area softly before surprising Tara and sucking fiercely. "Oh god..." Tara groaned and shifted on top of Willow. Her leg pushed into Willow and she could feel the heat radiating from the redhead.



Willow groaned at the stimulation and pushed up into her girlfriend as well, making Tara moan out loud. A myriad of emotions shocked them both to the core and Willow let go of Tara's neck with a pop. She let her head fall back down on the pillows and stared up at Tara in wonder. Tara shook her head imperceptibly, just as amazed. She had even less experience than Willow did and wasn't sure what to do, but her heart urged her on so she pushed into Willow again and couldn't deny the half-smile tugging at her lips from making an appearance. Willow closed her eyes at the sensation and held Tara even tighter. Oh gods. Her green eyes opened, now dark from desire, and she pulled Tara's mouth to hers, thrusting her tongue inside.



They rocked slowly against one another, finding a rhythm they were comfortable with as they kissed passionately. Tara broke the kiss when oxygen became an issue, leaving a few soft kisses on Willow's lips before retreating completely. They were breathing hard and rocking against each other at a faster pace. "Oh Will..." Tara moaned and rested her forehead on Willow's, "this feels so good."



"So good," Willow echoed and traced Tara's sides with her hands. Her thumbs brushed against Tara's breasts and she took a quick gulp of breath. "Tara," she whispered, "I wanna t-touch you." Tara nodded and kissed Willow once, "please." They slowed down their rhythm as Willow slipped her hands under Tara's tank top and moved them slowly up until she was cupping her breasts. She squeezed them gently and moved her thumbs over each hardened nibble. Tara shuddered against Willow and moved her right hand and slipped it under Willow's shirt. "May I?" She asked as her hand shook from excitement as it rested on Willow's stomach. "Oh gods, yes."



They explored one another with awe, and as they picked up their pace again they kissed with renewed vigor . Tara could feel every cell in body burning up and she reveled in the feeling. The fire in her body heated up even more, starting with her toes and moving swiftly up her legs. Oh goddess!



Willow felt herself starting to crest and she pushed harder into Tara, "oh gods, I'm so close Tara. Don't stop..." she pleaded. Tara shook her head, "I won't." She couldn't imagine stopping now. Just as she thought she was about to burst Willow grabbed the back of her head and pulled her down, kissing her hard. Tara exploded as she was swept up in an ocean of sensations and cried out Willow's name, her screams muffled by Willow's mouth. Willow followed her a second later and their bodies shook from the rush of euphoria that went through them.



Tara collapsed on top of Willow as the last vestige of her orgasm coursed through her. The redhead held her tightly against her body, one hand caressing her back, the other cradling her head as it rested on her chest. "That was..." Willow trailed off, unable to find words to express what she was feeling. Tara nodded mutely as she too was suffering from a lack of articulation. She wrapped her right arm around Willow's shoulder and squeezed tightly.



This is what living is all about, she decided, loving Willow. She blinked her eyes twice when she realized what she had thought. The late recognition made her heart soar. Oh wow, I love Willow, I'm in love with Willow! She almost laughed at the absurdity; of course she loved the redhead. Her heart had known that for months. But did Willow love her back? Her mind was a haze of desire and fulfilment and she was having a hard time constructing a sentence, but she managed to whisper Willow's name.



Willow placed a loving kiss on Tara's hair and breathed in the scent of the blonde, mixed with their coupling. She chest moved with silent laughter. I'm happy...happy...happy Will, oh wow. "Yes baby?"



"What did..." Tara swallowed as self-consciousness leapt to the forefront making her blush, "what did we um, just do?"



Willow smiled a lazy smile and kissed Tara's hair again, "mmm...I believe," she whispered, "that we just um, made l-love."



"But um," Tara traced a tiny circle on Willow's shoulder, "don't you h-have to be in love, to m-make love?"



Willow looked down at the blonde and smiled brightly. She caressed Tara's face with her fingertips, making the blonde look up. "I am."



"You mean?" Tara looked up into the green eyes she loved, searching for the truth behind Willow's words. She found it.



"I mean, okay?"



"Oh yes." Tara pushed herself up and gave Willow a gentle kiss. "I love you too...I love you, Willow."



"Really?" Tara could only nod as her eyes filled with unshed tears. "I love you so much Tara. I have now, for a long time."



Tara felt a single tear running down her chin and Willow kissed it away. Tara smiled down at the beautiful redhead and voiced what her heart had known for a long time, but what she had just recently wrapped her mind around. "Me too."



They looked at each other for a long moment until Tara broke the silence. "Is it considered making love if you still have your jammies on?"



Willow burst out laughing and Tara followed. "You loon!"



***



Willow watched transfixed as Tara's luscious lips moved when the blonde opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the single French fry in Willow's hand. Tara bit down, severing the fry in half, and chewed slowly. Willow held the rest of fry in the same position, not moving an inch as she held her breath. Tara swallowed then opened her mouth again and bit down on the rest of the fry, briefly licking her tongue over Willow's fingers. Willow finally took a breath when Tara finished off the fry. She fumbled blindly on her plate and grabbed another fry. "More?" she offered.



Tara repeated the act for her girlfriend but before Willow could offer yet another fry she grabbed her hand and pulled Willow close for a kiss. She pulled back a minute later and Willow smacked her lips. "Mmm, salty."



"Are you two trying to arouse everyone in the quad? 'Cause you're succeeding."



"Huh?" Willow looked away from Tara and saw Buffy standing by their table. "Oh, hey Buff."



"Hey," the slayer sat down and grabbed a fry from Willow's plate. "That was quite a show, I don't think you left a dry person in the house."



"That's 'dry eye' Buffy." Willow corrected automatically. Buffy smirked and shrugged her shoulders, "if you say so Will."



"Hey!" Willow caught on immediately as to what the slayer was referring to, and swatted Buffy's hand away the next time she made a grab for some more fries. "Those are for Tara...and why would you say something like that?"



"Just look around Will."



Willow looked at Tara and they both frowned. They made a quick sweep of the area and everywhere they turned people would swiftly look away from them, pretending to be busy not staring at the two witches. "Oh."



"So?" Buffy prodded.



"So what?"



"So something's new...I can tell, what's new? What happened?" She looked from Willow to Tara and watched both of them smile the same kind of smile as they blushed.



"Get out! You guys made love?!"



"Um..." Tara looked at Willow who smiled at her, letting her know that what ever she wanted to divulge or not divulge would be all right with the redhead. They got lost in each other's eyes and before they knew it they were wrapped up in a slayer-hug. "I'm so happy for you guys."



Willow hugged Buffy back, trying to convey how much she loved and appreciated her friend's support. "Thanks Buffy, it means the world to me...to us."



"To us." Tara echoed.



***



The band Shy was playing at the Bronze again. Apparently they played every Wednesday now, much to Willow's chagrin. After Buffy, Xander, Willow and Tara had gotten over the shock of seeing Giles at the Bronze and no hell-mouthy activity afoot, they turned their attention to the stage.



Xander and Giles raved about the band, and Buffy watched with apathetic interest, which was really an oxymoron if you thought about it. But Buffy didn't...a cute guy soon caught her attention and she watched him spill his drink all over his date. She chuckled. Funny!



"...I think she's rather remarkable. Such presence for someone her age." Xander nodded in agreement and Willow rolled her eyes. She frowned at the scary looking singer and scrunched up her nose. "I don't like her. She gives me the creeps. I think she's a demon."



Buffy looked from the cute boy at her friend with a doubtful eye. She glanced briefly at the stage and shrugged. "I don't think so Will...I got no spidey sense-a tingling."



"Umm...well, then maybe she's a werewolf. You know, I bet she is...remember that guy Oz from high school? You know, the guy who turned into a werewolf and skipped town because he couldn't handle it? He gave me the creeps, she gives me the creeps, same creepy creeps-like feelings that are all creepy in nature..." Willow shuddered, "eugh! Creepy!"



Oh, Willow-babble. My heart be still. Tara looked at her girlfriend with her Willow-is-so-cute look. Her lips curled up in a half-smile and her eyes danced brightly as she regarded the redhead. She tilted her head a little to the side and sighed. Willow caught the familiar sigh and grinned at Tara. One eyebrow shot up fast in a wink-like motion, since no one really winked anymore...eyebrow action had replaced the wink in the early 90s.



Tara duck her head down and moved her eyes slowly up Willow's torso, she stared appreciatively at her chest for a moment then moved up to make eye contact with Willow. She glanced quickly down and then up and gave Willow a sultry smile. Oooh, the Willow-is-so-sexy-I-just-wanna-kiss-her-senseless look. Yes!



Willow leaned in closer to her girlfriend and whispered in her ear. A moment later Tara jumped down from her chair, "we'll be right back," she exclaimed and dragged Willow to the bathroom.



"Spedoinkle!" Xander exclaimed and fanned his Hawaiian shirt. "Did you all feel that?"



Giles removed his glasses and started to clean them. He cleared his throat "yes, well...I um."



"What? The waves of witchy lovin' those two were exuding? Yeah, Buffy felt it," the slayer mumbled and took a quick inventory of the Bronze crowd. Buffy needs some of that.



Ten minutes later Willow and Tara returned to the table, slightly more flushed when they left. "Hi!" Willow said loudly with forced enthusiasm and sat down. Tara slid more quietly in the seat next to her and rested her hands in her lap. Willow looked down and smiled and took one of Tara's hands in hers. She leaned in and whispered to her girlfriend who smiled as a faint blush covered her features. She leaned in and whispered something back to Willow who grinned. Willow was about to reply when Giles coughed...loudly. Three pairs of eyes stared at Willow and Tara with raised eyebrows.



"What?" Willow squeaked.



"You were in there for ten minutes, I would have thought you'd have gotten it out of your systems by now."



Willow's eyes went wide with shock and Tara buried her head in Willow's shoulder. "Giles!"



Buffy and Xander burst out laughing and Xander held his hand up for Giles waiting for the high-five slap. Giles just glared at his hand and Xander moved it swiftly back down, "sorry."



***



"I'm so embarrassed." Tara exclaimed as she sat down on her bed and held her head in her hands. Willow smiled as she closed the door to their room and locked it. She sat down next to Tara and pulled her into a hug. "It's okay baby. Giles was just being a big teasing meanie. He's happy for us, they all are."



"You think?"



"Yeah, I think he just got a little uncomfortable seeing two of his adopted daughters make out, so what better to get un uncomfortable then to...huh, wait...that would just be comfortable wouldn't it? Anyway, so he embarrassed us a little, to stop us from embarrassing him for the rest of the night."



"It worked," Tara mumbled and buried closer into the safety of Willow's arms.



"So," Willow asked twenty minutes of cuddles later. "Ready for bed?"



"I guess," Tara yawned and stretched. She smiled sleepily at Willow. Her embarrassment from earlier that night had easily ebbed away under Willow's caresses.



They got ready for bed quickly and met in the middle of the room. They stood next to each other and looked from left to right eyeing their beds. "Baby, which bed do you wanna sleep in tonight?"



"Well, I was kinda thinking we could just sleep in our own beds tonight."



"What! But...why?" Willow twisted around and gave her girlfriend a very Willow-y pout. "Sweetie, I'm kidding," Tara laughed as she held her hands up in mock-surrender. "Of course I'm sleeping wherever you're sleeping."



"Well..." Willow let out a deep breath of relief. "Good...god, don't kid about this Tara...I, wow, you almost gave me a heart attack." She grabbed Tara's hand and pulled the blonde to her own bed to the right. She crawled in first and lay down on her back as Tara followed her, resting her head on her shoulder. "Sorry sweetie." Tara kissed her chin softly. "I shall um, refrain from joking about sleeping arrangements again."



"Refrain from this!" Willow moved swiftly on top of Tara who let out an 'oof' from the welcomed weight.



"Never..." Tara smirked, "I happen to like you on top."



"Tara Maclay! You naughty minx."



Tara laughed and smiled lasciviously at the redhead. "I prefer vixen. Those minxes have nothing against the saucy female fox."



"Are you trying to tell me you get hot thinking about foxes?"



"Well, just one foxy little redhead."



Willow laughed at her girlfriend's humor, "that was so cheeky."



"Uh huh." Tara said and rolled them over. They were very close to the edge of the bed and she had to place her hand on the nightstand to keep from falling on the floor, "oops."



"Oh! That reminds me." Willow exclaimed out of nowhere. "Huh?" Tara voiced, "me and you falling on the floor reminds of something?"



"No, well yes, well sorta...what I was thinking is that we should totally push our two beds together, make one big bed."



Tara smiled at the thought, "ooh, that has potential."



"Exactly...it would give us room to you know..." Willow rolled them back away from the edge and pushed once into her girlfriend, "...maneuver."



"Oh," Tara groaned, "maneuvering's good."



"Very," Willow grabbed hold of Tara's hands and moved them up above her head. She interlaced their fingers and leaned down to kiss Tara gently. "Remember when I pounced on you when we were playing cards?"



Tara smirked. "You always pounce on me."



"Vixen..." Willow whispered and let go of Tara's hands to play with her hair. "But remember that one time when we were playing 'Go Fish' and you cheated so I jumped on you and I kind of ended up straddling you and leaning over you?"



Tara smiled at the memory and nodded. "That's when I knew." Willow twirled the blonde locks with her fingers. "That's when I knew I wanted you...wanted to be with you."



"Oh yeah?"



Willow smiled and leaned in for a quick kiss, "yup." She rolled to her side pulling Tara with her so they were facing each other. "Gods, you were so sexy...are...you are sexy, but um, that was the first time when I was all 'whoa! Hot mama yama'..." she trailed off when Tara's lips quirked into a half-smile and were just begging to be kissed, which Willow complied with, repeatedly.



"So," Willow pulled away, "when did you know you were all hot for 'da Willow lovin'" she raised her eyebrows suggestively and smirked.



Tara rolled her eyes, "call it 'da Willow lovin' again and I'll kick ya out of bed."



"It's my bed," Willow pointed out, "but really...tell me, tell me, tell me...when did ya first get that special need for 'da Willow lovin'...ha!" Willow laughed and squirmed as Tara surprise tickle attack, "...okay, okay, okay...no more 'da Willow lovin'...I promise."



"Good. And I um..." Tara's smiled faded a little as she considered Willow's question. "Well. The first time I really knew I wanted to be with you was the um..." she mumbled something and Willow scrunched up her nose, "what?"



Tara sighed and took a deep breath. "The um, morning after our...you know...first date."



"Oh." Willow's smile faltered.



"But see, it was me...I was so um, confused Will. I knew I loved you and that I had a crush on you...but the um, being in love part, and wanting you um, s-sexually..." Tara blushed hotly as she tried to continue. Willow's smile returned and she took hold of Tara's hand and caressed it with her own. Tara felt an immediate comfort and she smiled gratefully at the redhead. Willow loved her and she loved Willow and she knew now that they could tell each other everything without fear or embarrassment. "I had a dream. A very freaky dream...it was so real Will...but um, it helped me with some stuff. It may not have been an exact replica of what I was feeling, but it made me realize how much I wanted you too. And so, um, when I woke up and I saw you sleeping next to me, well...I knew I wanted to kiss you, and not just because I was experimenting or anything like um, that... but because I wanted to kiss you Will, more than anything...only you."



A lone tear slid down Willow's face and her brilliant smile reached her eyes, making them shimmer. She pulled Tara into a hug and thanked every deity known to mankind for giving her Tara. Her chest moved with silent laughter from the pure joy she was feeling and few giggles escaped from her lips.



"What are you laughing at?" Tara mumbled and poked Willow in the ribs. "Just thinking..." Willow giggled even more. "About what?" Willow pulled away from the embrace and grinned at Tara, "you luv me," she said in a teasing tone, "you're all about 'da Willow lovin!'"



"Ahh!" Tara charged and rolled Willow on her back. "What did I say about using that word?" she challenged.



Willow just grinned up at her and poked out her tongue. Tara shook her head at the redhead, "well, what are you waiting for? Gimme some of 'da Willow lovin'"



"Yes ma'am!"



***



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[tinnakaren]

Willow munched quietly on her tuna sandwich as she and Buffy waited for Tara to join them in the quad for lunch. Her gaze was fixed on a particular spot over Buffy's shoulder and Buffy glanced quickly behind her to see what Willow was staring at. That singer from Shy, Veruca, was sitting a few tables away and Buffy nodded in understanding, "Oh." Buffy turned to Willow again, "is she still giving you the creeps?"



"Big time," Willow said over a particularly big bite of tuna in her mouth and she smiled apologetically. She grabbed her water bottle and gulped down a mouthful to help swallow the piece of fish.



"You really don't feel it Buff? There's like an air of...well, all wolfy evilness to her."



"Wolfy evilness?"



"Just look at her...tell me she isn't all evil wolfy?"



Buffy frowned and glanced back at the singer. She was wearing black leather pants, a white t-shirt and a long black leather coat. Her lips were painted in dark red and her pale skin looked even paler in the harsh daylight. Could almost be a vamp, Buffy thought, except for the whole not-bursting-into-flames. Veruca looked abruptly up at the slayer and shot her a look of condescending indifference as she smirked in a I'm-so-much-better-than-you kinda way.



"Whoa," Buffy whispered and twisted around.



"Told ya."



"You know who she reminds me of...Darla."



"Skanky vamp-bitch Darla?"



"The same."



Willow took another sip of her water as she peered indiscreetly at Veruca, "oh yeah, she does give out some skanky vamp-bitch Darla vibe."



"Uh huh, and Darla always had that damn smirk on her ugly mutt."



"Ugly mutt?" Willow smirked, "somebody's still a little peeved at Darla."



"What? No...I'm...well...no, so over that."



"Uh huh."



"Really...it just...it wasn't fair." Buffy grumbled, "she got to get a happy with Angel without him losing his damn soul..."



"Yeah, and the fact that he didn't have a soul at the time anyway made no difference."



"Right! Wait, what? Oh..." Buffy smiled sheepishly, "never mind. But it still wasn't fair."



"You miss him?"



"Angel? Oh god no, I'm so over his dark, brooding self."



"Of course you are."



"But I do miss the closeness, you know? It was...nice."



Willow smiled, "yeah, I know what you mean." Her mind wandered back to that place, which she never really left, although she time-shared her consciousness sometimes with other areas of her brain. Mmm, Tara.



Buffy noticed the pure joy covering Willow's face and smiled the smile of a person who was happy for her friend, yet a little jealous...in a very harmless way. "You really do know don't you? Little Willow's all grown up," she teased, "and in love."



Willow nodded emphatically, "Head over feet."



"And with a girl no less. I gotta tell ya Will. I was a little surprised at first when I realized you were gay-"



"Who said I was gay?" Willow joked.



"Um, well you are aren't ya?"



"You know, to tell you the truth, I've never actually come out and said it, but um..." Willow got distracted when she felt a tingling sensation in her stomach and she knew Tara was close by. She turned her head to look for her girlfriend and saw her about fifty yards away, walking down a path towards them. She felt giddy with excitement as Tara got closer and closer with every step. "Oh goddess ...I'm so gay," she groaned and waved to Tara.



"I know," Buffy laughed and watched Willow jump from her seat and run the few remaining yards to her blonde fellow witch, wrapping her arms around her and spinning her in a circle.



***



Tara turned around in a circle in her room and took in the familiar surroundings; her desk and chair, her drawers and shelves, the nightstand and her bed, and then Willow's mirrored half on the other side of the room. "So...how do you wanna do this?"



"I've heard pushing helps, and apparently you're supposed to use your legs, not your back."



"Smartass."



"I know...but seriously, I got a little bored in calculus today and..." Off Tara's look Willow nodded her and smiled demurely, "I know...can you believe it? Willow Rosenberg got bored in math class. If this isn't a sign of an apocalypse, I don't know what is...but anyway...through my boredom I made a few possible outlines and sketches. Here..." Willow went to her desk and handed Tara folder piece of paper.



Tara unfolded the paper and sat down on her bed, Willow joined her and together they studied Willow's drafts. One draft had the two beds together in the middle, one night stand on each side, and everything else pretty much the same. The drawers were still pushed up against each sidewall, next to the walk-in closets, and the desks were on either side of the door. It would be the quickest and easiest way to bring the two beds together, but it left too much wasted space on each side of the soon-to-be-one-big-bed, from here on known as the bed, and no space for any type of gatherings since the bed closed off the middle area of the room.



Another draft had the bed on one side of the room, with just enough space between the bed and the sidewall for one nightstand. The other nightstand was on the other side of the bed, and both drawers were pushed up against far wall, under the windows. This left an open area on one side of the room, as both the desks and shelves where still in the same place.



A third draft was basically a mirror image of the second, but the fourth draft, which Tara liked the best, was similar to the second and the third one, only the bed had been turned ninety degrees clockwise, leaving the headboards up against one of the sidewalls. This left them still with the open area on one side of the room, but also left more space between the bed and one of the desks.



"I like this one the best," Tara placed the other three on the bed but held the fourth draft in her hand. "It has the most usable space, I think. And a more comfortable studying area for you. You won't be as crammed in when the bed is sideways like this."



"I agree...this was the last one I did too."



"Hmm," Tara smiled, "practice makes perfect?"



Willow giggled, "yeah, something like that. And oh, you know what we could do? We could just move both desks on your side and both shelves on my side...that would give us even more space here," she pointed to the area between the bed and her desk on the right side of the room, "and it would give any guests we have the opportunity to use both of our desk chairs easily, without having to move one around all the time, they would always be here in the 'living room' area...so other people never have to go into the 'bedroom' area. And ooh, since one of our sidewalls will be bare, we could maybe get a lounge chair, or a small love seat or something. What do you think?"



Tara had been smiling and nodding the entire time as Willow brainstormed, not for the first time appreciating her girlfriends quick mind. "I think you're genius," she answered and kissed Willow on the cheek. "I love it."



"Neat! And ohh, we should totally get one of those second mattress thingies, you know the kinda thin ones, yet not, and have it big enough to cover both mattresses so we don't have that middle crevice hole thingy where the two beds meet."



"You mean an egg foam mattress pad?"



"Is that what it's called?"



"I believe so, yes."



"Oh, funny...and yes...that's what I'm talking about. And ooh, let's go now."



"You don't wanna finish moving things around first?"



"Nooo...'cause I know as soon as those two beds are together I'm gonna wanna push you down on the bed and you know, have my wicked way with you...and I don't wanna risk you or me falling down some stupid crack and it's better to go now then later because I'm pretty sure when we finish here it's gonna be getting dark soon and hello! Sunnydale, not a good idea to be outside after dark...not that we don't do that all the time, but that's different, we're being all Scooby then but going to Wally World and walking back with a mattress...doesn't exactly rank high on the cool monster fighter scale...and whoa...getting a little dizzy..." Willow let herself fall back down on the bed as she took in few gulps of air. Tara leaned down with her and rested her head on Willow's chest. She had an amused smile on her face and she was close to bubbling over with laughter. She wrapped an arm over the adorable redhead and calmed herself down by listening to the rapid beats of Willow's heart.



An hour later they were back in their room, which now included a brand new egg foam mattress pad, and had started rearranging their furniture. Miss Kitty didn't appreciate the racket they were making so she padded over to Willow's closet and made herself comfortable in her hamper.



It was minutes before sunset when the two witches finished their decorating and fell back on their now big bed with a sigh. Willow made good on her promise to have her wicked way with Tara and they were close to tearing each other's clothes off when Miss Kitty, who had woken up due to a rather high pitched squeal on Willow's account, jumped onto the bed and explored her new sleeping area. It was big.



Willow deftly massaged Tara's breasts underneath her shirt and played with the swollen nipples, as had become her favorite pastime as of late. She loved the sounds Tara made in response, and she memorized which touch would give her which sound. In her mind she was writing the most beautiful symphony in existence.



Her concentration was broken when she felt someone nibbling on her toes. She frowned and pulled away from the love mark she was creating on Tara's neck. "Is that you?" she asked the oblivious blonde but shook her head immediately afterwards. Hello! Tara's mouth is right here.



Tara's brain was flying in a sea of green and red swirls. It was all she saw, it was all she felt. Through her haze she heard Willow say something but she was beyond comprehension. "Mmnnggh," she protested as Willow stopped.



Willow glanced behind her shoulder and saw their kitty gnawing on her toes. "Miss Kitty!" she exclaimed and pulled her toes away. The kitten looked up and waved a paw at the redhead. Then she jumped of the bed and walked over to her dinner area...or where she thought her dinner area was supposed to be. "Meow," she sniffed the place where the fridge and her dish bowls used to be with a forlorn expression. Or it would have been forlorn if she was capable of making such an expression.



"Oh, sorry Miss Kitty, we moved your food to that corner over there." Willow pointed to the corner on the other side of the room, where the fridge rested next to one of their drawers. Miss Kitty didn't seem to understand as she curled around and lay down waiting for her food. Willow sighed and moved on the bed.



"No," Tara grabbed Willow's hand and held it in place. "Don't go..."



"I have to feed Miss Kitty baby...I'll be right back." Willow soothed Tara with well placed kisses until the blonde nodded her assent. Vaguely in her Willow-induced brain she remembered that their little kitty had not eaten anything since this morning so she let go of Willow's hand and groaned as the redhead pulled it outside of her shirt and climbed off the bed.



"Hey there Miss Kitty, is your dinner all gone? Do you wanna find it? Come here baby." Willow picked up the hungry kitten and carried her over to where they had put their food. "See, here it is. All the kitty goodness your little kitty tummy can handle." She put Miss Kitty down and opened the fridge to get her food. Willow watched Miss Kitty lap on the water in her bowl and snack on the little crunchy kibbles. When she was about to return to the bed Miss Kitty dashed towards their door and hissed at it, scratching the bottom with her outstretched claws.



"Miss Kitty? What is it?" Willow asked and rolled her eyes when she actually expected an answer.



Tara sat up in bed and watched her kitty arch her back and fluff up her tail. Her little cat looked huge all of a sudden and Tara scrambled of the bed in worry. Miss Kitty hissed loudly at the door and Willow and Tara exchanged nervous glances. Willow picked up the kitty and opened the door slowly, fumbling a little as she tried to hold on to the squirming cat.



As she stepped out into the hallway she came face to face with Veruca who slid past her easily and smirked. Miss Kitty got away from Willow and ran in front of the singer and hissed at her. Veruca stopped and chuckled at the cat. "What's its problem?" She sidestepped Miss Kitty and went on her way but Miss Kitty again ran in front of her and stopped her. "If you don't get away from little cat I'm going to kick you."



"Try it and I'll toss you so far out on your ass you'll...um...you know, not like it." Willow groaned inwardly but held up her threatening gaze. Note to self: Make Buffy teach me better puns.



Veruca smirked and sidestepped Miss Kitty again; she nudged the cat towards Willow then continued down the hallway towards the staircase. "See ya around."



Willow picked up an agitated Miss Kitty and turned around noticing her girlfriend standing in the doorway. "Ah-ha! Did ya see that?" Willow hurried inside with their sneaky cat that wasn't being very sneaky out here in the hallway. "I told you she was evil."



"Yeah," Tara said quietly and glanced quickly down the hall before closing the door.



***



"WHEN ANIMALS ATTACK!" the headline read, "Two People Killed in a Vicious Wild Animal Attack."



Willow and Tara sat next to each other on Giles couch and both reached for the paper when Giles dropped it in front of them. They picked it up together and scooted even closer, if such a thing was possible, and read it together.



Willow skimmed the article quickly, "two people killed...throats torn...deep cuts and lacerations...unknown bite marks, yet similar to wolfs or coyotes...witnesses say the animal had long white fur and looked like half wolf half gorilla."



"That's um, t-that's a werewolf isn't it?" Tara wondered after she finished reading the article.



"Yes, that would be my guess." Giles sat down in the chair next to the couch and cleaned his glasses.



"And the white fur...that suggests a female werewolf right?"



"Yes Willow, that is correct. Although werewolves can have different colored fur, black, brown, red, gray, and even white, the females always have a lighter fur than the males."



"Uh huh...and do we know of any female werewolves? Oh, yeah that's right...Veruca." Willow sat back in her seat with a smug look on her face, hidden behind her righteous indignation.



"Willow, don't gloat. It's very unbecoming of you."



"Yeah sweetie. I don't like you like this..." Tara said solemnly and scooted away from her girlfriend.



"Who me? Gloating? Why would you think tha? See..." Willow indicated her face, "no gloating, just you know, your adorable girlfriend Willow who you love and don't scoot away from." Willow finished her plea with a very sad pout and blinked innocently at Tara.



"Okay," Tara acquiesced and scooted back. "Just as long as there's no gloating," she grinned at Willow and gave her hand a squeeze.



"Oh you were all with the teasing weren't ya...I got your number now missy!"



Giles continued to clean his glasses and cleared his throat. The door to his apartment opened abruptly and one happy slayer stepped inside, "Hey Giles!"



"Oh, Buffy. Thank goodness you're here...finally." Giles started to get up but Buffy held up her hand to stop him. "Hey, I'm on time...sort of, almost...yeah okay, not so much...but there's a perfectly good reason."



"Which is?" Giles asked.



"Oh um..." Buffy made her way over the couch and slouched in the far corner. "I got distracted." She flashed Giles a cheeky smile then turned to Willow and Tara. "Hey," she smiled at the two witches who smiled back, "Hey Buff", "Hi Buffy".



"So what's the big?"



"Um, here." Tara handed Buffy the newspaper and she read the article. "Female werewolf?" she asked as she put the paper down on the coffee table.



Giles nodded. Buffy grinned at her best friend, "Hey Will, you were right!"



Willow started to grin but Giles fatherly scowl held her back. "Well, we still don't know if it's Veruca exactly."



"Oh, that reminds me...Professor Walsh told me this morning that she'd been attacked by two wild dogs last night."



"Did she say two? Are you sure?"



"Yup."



"Well, that could suggest a pack even." Giles picked up the paper and looked at the headline with a frown. Tara and Willow mirrored his expression. One werewolf was manageable, even two...but a pack...would be difficult. Not out of their league exactly, but difficult nonetheless.



"So..." Buffy broke the silence, "tonight we patrol?"



"Um, yes. Willow and Tara, will you...be able to help?"



They both nodded, "of course."



"Great. Now, I think a tranquilizer gun would be best, and any disability spells you can think of, to freeze them or put them to sleep. Buffy, try to use brute force only in the direst of circumstances...after all, they are humans twenty-eight days out of the month."



"Sure thing Giles."



***



"So..." Buffy twirled Mr. Pointy in her hands as she walked with Willow and Tara on campus. The sun had set and they had readied themselves for patrol. Willow handled the tranquilizer gun, Tara carried a small bag of herbs they needed for the spells she and Willow had prepared, and Buffy carried a backpack full of chains and shackles...and of course Mr. Pointy, for the occasional vamp distraction. "Any idea where the usual werewolf-hangouts are? I don't exactly see them skulking around the cemeteries...don't they like...prey on the living?"



"You could say the same about vampires Buff, yet they always seem to congregate around mausoleums."



"True, but they're just going back to their 'homes' you know? Unless they've set up nests in town...werewolves already have normal homes right? Stay out during the night, do some mayhem then return home when the sun comes up?"



"Hmm...I guess."



"I think we should um..." Tara trailed off as she gathered her thoughts.



"Yeah baby?" Willow hooked the tranquilizer gun around her shoulder and grabbed hold of Tara's hand. "What are you thinking?"



Tara smiled and squeezed Willow's hand, "I think we should s-start where the last attack was and um, branch out from there. We m-might be able to um, track where they went after the um, attack."



"Hey, that's a good idea Tara...let's motorvate."



"Motorvate?" Willow questioned and smirked at Buffy. The slayer smiled and twirled her stake around. "Minor Faith flashback...no biggie."



They headed to the area where the previous night's attack had taken place. It was a wooded area just outside of campus, often used as a picnic or a post-date make-out spot. A small section surrounding a picnic table was covered in yellow police tape, indicating a restricted area. Buffy lifted the tape and ducked under it, Willow and Tara doing the same. Willow lit a small flashlight she had stashed in her jean pocket earlier that night and shone it at the table. It was covered in dry blood, as were the benches and the grass around the table.



"Yikes." Buffy crouched down in front of a particular big pool of blood and gestured to Willow to point the light there. She picked up a nearby branch and poked around. "Eww...found a tooth."



Willow cringed at the slayer, "that's nice." Tara stepped unconsciously back and bent over slightly as a bout of nausea hit her. Willow noticed it and rushed over. "You okay baby?"



"Yeah, I'm okay...just a little nauseous."



"Aww, I'm sorry baby." Willow placed her hand on Tara's lower back and rubbed it soothingly. "I'll rub your tummy when we get home, okay?"



"Thanks," Tara smiled thankfully at Willow and took in a few deep breaths of air. The oxygen helped sooth her nausea and she stood upright again. "I'm better now."



"Hey guys!" Buffy's voice sounded far away and the two witches found her two-dozen yards away. "I think I found where they went, there's a trail of blood here, and the area has been trampled recently."



Willow and Tara rushed over to Buffy and together they followed the tracks left by the two or more werewolves.



"Oh crap!" Buffy complained ten minutes later as she stood in front of a small pond. "Stupid water." She turned around and faced her friends, "It's gone."



"Oh, um m-maybe I can help...um well, werewolves are mythical beings so they w-would leave a magical trail. I can see if I can pick up on their trail." Tara dug around in her bag o' herbs and pulled out a dry twig of yellow foliage and some dragon's blood.



"Oh cool. You can do that? Will, your girlfriend never ceases to amaze me."



"Me neither."



Tara blushed as she handed Willow the bag and sat down on the ground. "I'm um, not sure if this works but um, I can see m-magical trails of witches and warlocks...and um, vampires now...I don't see why a werewolf should be any d-different."



Willow kneeled down next her girlfriend. "Do you need any help?"



"Oh um, I could use some focus."



"How do I do that?"



"Sit opposite me and hold the herbs," Tara poured the dragon's blood and the foliage into Willow's outstretched palm. "When I say the final chant, um, 'videre an credere' pour the herbs over my hands."



Willow smiled and nodded, "okay."



Buffy walked two steps backwards and observed from a distance. Tara chanted in a language she didn't understand, but she thought it might be Latin. Aren't all spells in Latin anyway? Willow poured the herbs over Tara's hands when she stopped chanting and they created a glowing mist in Tara's palm. The blonde moved her hands over her eyes and whispered the same words three times then she stood up and opened her eyes. They were faintly glowing and swirls of white and yellow were moving in her irises making them shimmer.



Tara looked at Willow with a big smile. "You're beautiful my love."



"What do you see?" Willow asked with wonder.



"Your aura, your magic...it's powerful...and beautiful, and so pure."



"Hey, what about me?" Buffy whined and Tara chuckled and turned around, "whoa!"



"Whoa! Good or whoa! Bad?"



"Whoa! Whoa!"



"Huh?"



"You're t-the...you're in um, perfect balance between d-dark and um, light."



"And that means what?"



After explaining to Buffy what she saw Tara scanned her surroundings and noticed a faint red mist covering an area further into the woods. "This way," she said quietly and led the way.



They walked in silence as they sidestepped trees and boulders towards their destination. To Tara it seemed like the red mist wasn't getting any closer. It hovered above the trees up ahead but it never seemed to get any bigger the further they walked.



A car horn startled them and Buffy picked up a faint scream, "shit...we gotta move." They took off running and Tara shouted directions to the slayer as she picked up speed. Buffy burst through a clearing and stopped dead in her tracks. Two werewolves, one white and one black, where attacking a parked car and its two occupants were scared to death. Willow and Tara came tumbling over a boulder a few seconds later and almost knocked Buffy down.



"What's..." Willow trailed off as she took in the sight in front of her.



Buffy tossed off her backpack and quickly opened it, dumping the chains and shackles on the ground. She grabbed one of the chains and twirled it around her arm. "I'm going in."



Willow watched Buffy charging to the car and swinging her chain around hitting the white werewolf in the back. It snarled and jumped down from the car, attacking Buffy.



Tara opened the bag of herbs quickly and poured some of its contents into her palm. She started chanting.



Willow readied the tranquilizer gun and ran around the car to get a good shot at the black werewolf. She cocked the gun and aimed. The dart shot towards the car heading straight for the werewolf, but it jumped of the car seconds before the dart hit it, smashing into the front window instead, hitting the driver who went down immediately. "Shit, sorry!" she yelled to the unconscious man. The werewolf, startled when the front window cracked, looked straight at Willow. She hurriedly reloaded the gun and cocked the release. The werewolf squinted at her then took off running in the opposite direction, towards Tara.



"God, no...Tara!" Willow ran after the black werewolf.



Tara felt the magicks enter her body as her request was granted; she thanked the goddess and directed the borrowed power to the werewolf attacking Buffy. The magicks shot from her hand to the werewolf hitting it straight in the chest. She was vaguely aware of a black form approaching her but she paid no mind to it as she prayed to the goddesses to freeze the werewolf.



The black werewolf closed in on Tara with rapid speed and Willow knew she had to fire now or never. She stopped dead in her tracks and pulled the gun up to eye-level. The werewolf jumped into the air to close the few remaining yards to Tara and Willow fired.



When Tara felt the magicks rush through her body she blinked her eyes twice as she adjusted to the dark. She stared in shock at the black werewolf twisting three feet away from her then as she looked up she saw Willow standing twenty yards away from her holding the tranquilizer gun up by her shoulder. Willow slowly lowered the gun and Tara noticed she was breathing heavily. "Will..." Willow threw the gun away and rushed over to Tara wrapping her up in a bear hug. Tara hugged her back fiercely as she realized what had almost happened. She pulled away only enough to bring her mouth to Willow's in a breathtaking kiss.



"Um guys..." Buffy twisted underneath the seemingly deadweight of the white werewolf, "a little help."



Willow and Tara pulled away a moment later and turned towards Buffy. Willow took two steps forward when she saw smoke rising from the ground. Soon her entire vision blurred as her eyes filled with smoke; she felt the blackness take over and she slumped down on the ground.



***



Ten minutes later Willow sat utterly confused on the grass next to an equally discombobulated Tara and an annoyed Buffy. "This sucks."



"Uh huh."



"I mean...who does that? 'Oh hey, I know what we should do tonight, let's drop a fog bomb on people and steal their werewolves'. What the hell, Will?"



"I'm agreeing with ya Buffy...I'm just as confused as you are."



Buffy looked at the vacant wooden area and sighed. The werewolves were gone, the car with the two people inside was gone...and even their tranquilizer gun was gone. Buffy shook her head in confusion. "This...sucks!"



***



The three of them walked to the dorms in relative silence. Buffy had offered to call Giles and let him know what happened but other than that no words had been exchanged. Willow and Tara held hands and Tara rested her head on Willow's shoulder, soaking up the comfort offered by the redhead. Buffy had a sad smile on her face as she recognized the love flowing between her two friends. She had once experienced such love, but that relationship had been doomed from the start, whereas Willow and Tara's, she believed, was destined to last...always.



Buffy reached the door to Stevenson first and held it open for her friends, she received tired smiles in appreciation and she returned the sentiment.



They walked up the stairs and when they reached the second floor Buffy hugged both Willow and Tara and said goodnight. The witches continued their trek to the third floor and finally entered their room.



Few minutes later they were lying in bed, Willow spooning Tara, as she made due on her promise and rubbed her lover's tummy softly. "Thank you," Tara whispered, and she wasn't referring to the tummy rub.



"For what?" Willow kissed Tara's bare shoulder and pulled her just a little bit closer.



"For saving m-my life."



"Oh Tara..." Willow pulled on Tara's shoulder and the blonde turned to face Willow, "you'll never have to thank me for that baby. It's a...it's just you know, a given. I'll always be there to save you if I can...I realized tonight that...you are my life Tara...if you'd die...I'd die too...maybe not physically, but inside...it would just be empty without you. So you know..." she smiled to let Tara know the levity of her words, "saving you was for purely selfish reasons."



"Well, thank you for being so selfish sweetie," Tara teased and kissed Willow on the forehead.



"Seriously baby, I love you...and I'll do whatever I can to protect you...you're my girl."



"Hmm...I am you know." Tara looked down from Willow's eyes as she blushed a little.



"What?"



Tara looked back up and smiled, "yours." Mine? Willow could see the absolute sincerity in Tara's eyes and she felt her stomach jump up into her throat. She nodded in recognition, and acceptance. "And you know about me right? That I'm yours too?"



Tara nodded and caressed Willow's cheek, "I know love." She leaned in and gave Willow a slow and sensual kiss, "besides," she said, trying to lighten the mood, "I believe I've already claimed your tummy...maybe I should stake a claim to the rest of you?" She wiggled her eyebrows at the redhead who laughed, grateful for the distraction. "Oh, yes please...claim away." But just as Tara was about to trace her name all over the redhead Willow stopped her, "but there are stipulations."



"And what are those?"



Willow grinned, "you can't use your hands."



Tara frowned, "you want me to write on you?"



Willow shook her head, "nah huh."



"Then wha...oooh...okay!"

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[Washi]

Damn werewolves almost getting to Tara.

As always, great update, I wonder who the second wolf is though, cause ya never know, but I loved the whole (between everyone) interaction, everyone is right on, especially Willow and Tara. And that R Rating? I love it.

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa



The course of love doesn’t always run smooth, especially for the neurotic and accident-prone. ~ LadyB



.:Dark-bliss.net :. .:Blink.Flash.Sparkle.:. .:My blog:. .:Blood and Ink:. .:Washi's 70s Site:.

[The Rose24]

I am loving your spin on the different scenarios of season four, and I am definitely loving the relationship between W/T.

Tara: My heart doesn't stutter.


Tara: Willow, I got so lost.

Willow: I found you. I will always find you.

[warriorlove]

That was a great update (as ausual) and the love scene at the beginning was sexy and hot! Tara putting her tongue to use...



Well done!!



Hope more is on the way.

[veiled isis moon]

You updated, maybe i should beg more often, it seemed to work! Great update thanks, as always it was brilliant and the character interaction was bang on, you write them so well R rated? I think so! When did Willow and Tara turn into a couple of saucy minxes? NOT that i'm complaining! I'm doing my happy dance !! Can't wait to see where your next update leads.x

[littlecrazy80]

I loved this update!

Quote:

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"But um," Tara traced a tiny circle on Willow's shoulder, "don't you h-have to be in love, to m-make love?"



Willow looked down at the blonde and smiled brightly. She caressed Tara face with her fingertips, making the blonde look up. "I am."

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I like your version of season 4. I wonder who´s the second werewolf.



*lil´c*

"Okay, we’re here, we’re queer, let’s kick this shit into gear," Five by Five (Taras Shadow)



SweetAmber

[tinnakaren]

Thanks to everyone for reading, and yay for replying as well! I'm going on a holiday tomorrow for 4 weeks .. gonna visit good ol' US of A...so I'm not sure when the next update will be, but I'm taking my laptop with me, so who knows. But until then, thanks again for the feedback guys. It means a lot to me



Washi: Yo! Yeah, damn werewolves...trying to get a Tara snack...don't they know that's exclusively for Willow? Idiots!



The Rose24: I love spinning too...sometimes I spin bunch of yarn, but sometimes my spinning leads to dizzy sensations and my tumbling over



warriorlove: Yeah...Tara-tongue ...



veiled isis moon: Ah, yes...your begging did work...but don't make I habit of it missy!



littlecrazy80: Isn't it neat how you can use a ready-made storyline and mangle it to suit your needs? Without getting sued, that is And that second werewolf? As they say...all will be revealed - although I'm not sure who 'they' are exactly

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Edited by: tinnakaren at: 4/15/04 6:48 am

[veiled isis moon]

But begging is fun!! and it gets me what i want!! Enjoy your holiday, i'm sooooooo jealousx

[onyxsundrops]

Really great update, much better than the regular season eps. Thanks.



Yvonne

[willowhanded]

I'm here, I'm back, I'm awed, and I want more!!



-Crawls into TK's lp once more.-





I .. must once again say.. I love you :D!!!





Mwah.





And you need to updattteee... about people stealing werewolves.. that by the way was great .. Buffy being all possesive about `her` werewolves. Good one. <33







-Pout,- update soon?



P .. P.. Puh .. Pwease don't do dis to me. ( Big Daddy .. yanno you love it. )



-Kristi

[veiled isis moon]

Hi , okay, do you see what your doing to me? Your making me resort to begging.....again, shame on you!! It worked the last time so im hoping you'll feel sorry for me and update soon. Hurry up my knees are starting to hurt!!



Michelle.x

[tinnakaren]

veiled isis moon: You know, your begging almost worked - again .. I wrote half of the update the night after your post But then I got distracted with holiday goodness



onyxsundrops: Thanks Yvonne Hope you enjoy this next one too.



willowhanded: Hey Kristi! Sorry for the lateness.. I was enjoying my visit to the US waaaay too much to write about people stealing werewolves. But it's up now.

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[tinnakaren]

Thanks to my beta Charlie for taking the time to read this during her very panic-y exams, and to Washi for being my naughty-scene coach. Love ya!



Charlie thinks this has smut factors.. I don't think it does .. but I read stories like Master Willow and Please so my definition of smut is waay different from hers So I'm giving this an R rating.



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Chapter 6: The Demon-nappers



The rising light from the early morning sun flittered serenely through the dark red velvet blinds Tara had hung up a few days ago...after Willow had complained about the lack of morning-sunray-protection in their room for the sixth time...or twenty-third time, but who was counting? Of course, Willow thought that in general, a lack of sunray protection was of the good because that meant fewer vampires in her room in the mornings, not that there would ever be any vampires in her room in the mornings, her room in the mornings was restricted to only Tara and herself and...and then she had taken a breath and looked up at Tara with pleading eyes begging for respite. Tara had just smiled at the cuteness of her girlfriend, kissed her and said she would take care of it.



And taken care of it she has, Willow thought with a smile. No longer did she wake up from the harsh light of day at 6 in the mornings, but rather from a noisy alarm clock an hour later. Which was so much better. She propped herself up on one elbow, as she gazed down at the sleeping blonde next to her. Tara was lying on her back facing the redhead, one arm folded behind her head, the other resting on Willow's pillow. Willow let her gaze linger on Tara's face, her slightly parted lips capturing Willow's attention for a long time. This was probably her favorite time of the day now, the waking up part, because every time she woke up lately Tara was lying next to her. Willow smiled and ran her fingers featherlike up Tara's arm. They usually woke up tangled in each other; sometimes Tara was nestled in Willow's arms, her head resting on Willow's shoulder and Willow's long, slender arms wrapped around her, and sometimes Willow woke up in Tara's arms. Of course, on occasion, they woke up slightly separated, but there was always a small link, whether it was a lone arm, hand or an ankle that kept them connected. We're always connected.



Willow placed her hand on Tara's stomach and felt the comforting motion of the blonde's breathing underneath her palm. She rested her head back on Tara's shoulder and kissed her way up Tara's neck to her jaw line, her heart beating faster with every kiss. She moved across Tara's chin until she reached her lips. Willow left silky soft kisses on the blonde's lips and nibbled on the bottom one until she felt Tara responding. Her stomach flip-flopped from the sensation and she smiled into the kiss. Tara raised her head to capture Willow's lips more fully in a good morning kiss. When she pulled away and sank back down on the pillow she was sporting a lazy smile, her eyes still closed.



"Morning baby," Willow brushed away a few blonde tresses that were blocking her view of her girlfriend.



Tara's smile grew and she opened her eyes slowly, stretching her arms and torso. "Mmm...morning." Tara turned on her side and faced Willow, mirroring her pose. She ran her index finger slowly down the center of Willow's face, tracing her lips, and then retreated her hand. She sighed happily, still having a hard time believing the reality of her current situation. Willow smiled after Tara had done her morning-ritual-tracing. "How did you sleep sweetie?"



"Good, you?"



"Good...great even...you know, because I um, get to sleep with the um...most wonderful person in the world every night."



"What?! Okay, who is she 'cause I'll kick her ass..." Willow growled and pounced playfully on Tara, to stretch out on top of her. "You're mine..." she whispered as she leaned in for a kiss. She deepened the kiss and wrestled playfully with Tara's tongue until she felt dizzy from the lack of oxygen, or just plain desire, possibly a mixture of both, she wasn't sure. Willow pulled away and rested her head on Tara's shoulder, her head bobbing up and down from the blonde's heavy breathing. "Speaking of sleeping with..."



Tara's breath hitched as Willow brought up the topic of her constant thought as of late. "Yeah..." she croaked out, her mouth suddenly dry.



"Would you um...you know...I mean, would you uh...want to..." Willow buried her face in Tara's neck as she felt herself blushing furiously. All she wanted to do was to make love to Tara, with Tara. Really make love with her, she emphasized in her mind. But she had no idea how to bring up the subject. Every time she tried she started blushing heatedly, exceeding even her girlfriend... The blush-queen herself, Willow thought with a smile. Tara's cute when she blushes...I just look like a bumbling idiot. Willow sighed and succumbed to the rise in her body's temperature.



Tara softly stroked Willow's back and felt the redhead heating up. She's blushing. Tara knew right then and there what Willow was thinking and she felt herself racing to meet Willow's blush head on. She wants to... Tara grinned at the realization and found, in Willow's reactions, the strength to say what she had tried to say for the past week.



"I want to."



Willow's ears perked up at the exclamation and she lifted her head to look at her girlfriend with anticipation, albeit a slightly confused one. "Huh?"



Tara bit her lower lip as she tried to keep from grinning... unsuccessfully. "I want to."



"You want to?"



Tara nodded and watched the brief flash of undisguised joy spread over Willow's face, but then Willow frowned and lowered her voice. "Okay, just so there are absolutely no confusions...what is it exactly you want to do?"



"Um," Tara blushed even more and lowered her eyes from Willow's. "I want to..." she said quietly, "um, you know..."



Oh my... a slow grin spread over Willow's face when she got her confirmation. At least that's what I think she means. "You mean um... sleep with me?"



Tara nodded slowly and Willow smiled as she leaned in closer, "have sex?" Tara looked up with wide eyes and nodded again. Willow stopped her descent when her lips were mere hairsbreadth from Tara's. "Make love?" she whispered and locked her eyes with Tara's.



Tara lifted her head to catch Willow's lips but the redhead moved away. "Say it," she whispered with a smile.



"Yes."



"Yes?"



"Yes, I want to m-make love with you Willow."



Getting what she wanted, Willow kissed Tara. Softly at first, but increasing in intensity quickly. Both breathless, they pulled away a few minutes later. "So..." Tara said as the tried to catch her breath, "does that mean you want to too?"



Willow laughed out loud at the (to her at least) obviousness of the question. "That's an understatement baby...I want nothing more than to..." she laughed again. "Gods Tara, isn't it obvious? It's all I think about lately. I'm pretty sure I even put Xander to shame."



Tara laughed along with the redhead, happy and content. "Good." Willow nodded emphatically, "darn tootin'."



They made eye contact, and burst into giggles again. Tara smiled brightly at the cuteness of her girlfriend and wondered, not for the first time, what she ever did to deserve Willow in her life, and prayed to every deity she could think of for the chance to keep Willow for a very long time.



As their laughter died down, Willow glanced at her alarm clock and sighed wistfully. "I've got class in an hour. I should get ready."



"Oh." Tara pouted.



"I don't wanna...but I have to..." Willow sat up and stretched her arms. "Hey, Miss Pouty...join me for breakfast?"



Tara arched an eyebrow and shook her head. "Not after that comment."



Willow grinned and with the swiftness and the gracefulness of a newly born and wobbly kitten, moved on top of Tara tickling her.



"Join me for breakfast..." Willow sing-song-ed to a squirming Tara.



"Hahah...No!"



"Join me for breakfast..."



"No!"



"Join me for breakfast..."



"Eek...hahah, stop...hahaha, okay, okay..."



"Ah-ha!" Willow smirked as she stopped her tickle attack, although her hands didn't stop moving up and down Tara's sides. "Works every time," she exclaimed proudly patting Tara on the stomach.



Tara rolled her eyes but she had to admit, it did work every time. The last vestiges of laughter left her and she sat up on her elbows. "Do you tickle everyone to get your way?"



Willow smiled as she shook her head, "only you baby. Mostly I just pout." She grinned and got off the bed quickly before Tara could grab her. Nonetheless she got hit in the head with a pillow.



"That is so not fair. I pout and I get tickled until you get your way...you pout and oh, you get your way too."



Willow laughed, "I know." She quickly grabbed her shower kit and ran out the room. Tara sighed and got out of bed too. The door to their room opened swiftly and a bubbly redhead peeked her head in. "By the way baby..."



Tara mock-glared at her girlfriend, "what?"



"Love you." Willow smiled elfishly and disappeared behind the closed door before Tara could respond.



Tara shook her head in astonishment and grinned to herself. Goddess knows I love you too Willow Rosenberg.



***



Tara held the door to the dining hall open for Willow and watched the redhead skip down the three steps in front of her. She let go off the door, not even paying attention as it slammed into an unsuspecting student, spilling coffee all over his shirt. Willow broke into a grin and Tara frowned as she quickly glanced back to the entrance. She gasped when she saw the student wiping his shirt with a napkin saying something undoubtedly unpleasant to her behind the closed doors. She apologized profusely, although he probably didn't hear her, and ran down the steps to where Willow was standing.



"Oh goddess...I'm such an idiot." Tara glanced quickly back to the entrance with a self-deprecating look and berated herself inwardly. Willow just shook her head and smiled. "No you're not." She clasped Tara's hand in hers and pulled her away from the steps. "You were just a little distracted is all...I mean, who can blame you really? I can be very distracting when I set my mind to it."



Tara smiled and thanked the redhead with a light squeeze. "That is true."



"You better believe it baby. Now walk me quickly to class...I'm feeling a little computer deprived."



Tara chuckled and picked up the pace a bit.



"Oh, and while we're sort of, not, on the subject, I was thinking..."



"Hmm?"



"Well...about what we were talking about earlier...I was thinking maybe, um...you know...tonight?"



"Tonight what?"



"You know, us together, without the magic...just the um...you know?"



"You mean?"



Willow nodded freely and bounced on the balls of her feet in excitement.



"Oh...um...oh."



"Oh? You don't like that idea?"



"No! It's not that...god, no...that's always a good idea...it's just..."



"What?"



"Well, I don't know if that's something you plan exactly...is it?"



"Hmm." Planning was always good in Willow's eyes. It gave her time to prepare and learn and well, prepare. She had online research to do and books to read and... well, maybe I'll skip the videos, but books...definitely... and ohh, fanfic...those are always chock-full of how-to information. She had read a few Mulder and Scully fanfictions stories when she was crushing on Xander, but now she would need a whole new genre. However, maybe the planning of the actual event itself took some or all of its spontaneity out of the equation and ruined the element of, hopefully, a very pleasant surprise.



"Well, okay ... maybe planning the when isn't very good. I mean, hello? Romantic much? Noo...but well, I just...well...Tara..."



"What is it?"



Willow kicked a rock in front of her and slowed her pace until they stopped walking. She shuffled her feet for a moment as she looked down on the ground. "Will?"



Tara lifted Willow's chin up to look in her eyes. "What's wrong?"



Willow looked up with sad eyes, "I don't know what to do," she confessed quietly. "And I want to know before we... so I need to know when so I can prepare for it...I don't wanna be caught unawares and not be able to, you know, give you... I want it to be good for you... no, not good... great, wonderful, out of this world spectacular... and now I'm just putting pressure on myself and I don't know what to do Tara... I mean I sort of know, but not really and..."



Tara silenced her girlfriend with a kiss before enveloping her in a warm hug. "Oh sweetie, I don't think you have to worry about that. I mean, I'm definitely no expert...but I just think..." she pulled away and looked at Willow's sad face. "I think it just comes naturally you know? It's not something you have to learn...it's like when babies walk for the first time, or say their first words...it just comes naturally...and I think the same goes for kissing and everything else."



"You think so?" Willow mumbled under her breath and Tara nodded as she led them back on track towards Willow's class. "Yeah, I do. You didn't have to learn how to kiss me...you just did, and it was and always is great, wonderful and um...what did you say again?"



"Um," Willow smiled and squeezed Tara's hand in thanks, "out of this world spectacular?"



Tara squeezed back, "that's right...out of this world spectacular. And it is Willow... every time."



"Really?"



"Quoting you...that's an understatement baby. Willow... you hold my hand and I melt...you kiss me and I'm afraid my heart will jump out of my chest from beating so hard...and you've already...you know...made me um..."



"'Happy'?" Willow hesitated and Tara nodded. "So happy...and we weren't even naked then." They both blushed and giggled at the same time and swung their clasped hands between them. "You have absolutely nothing to worry about sweetie...whether it happens tonight, tomorrow or...whenever...I can promise you...it's going to be the greatest night of my life."



"Hmm..." Willow tried to hide the grin of her face, "you don't know that."



"Oh, I do...I feel it, right here," she patted her chest where she could feel her heart beating wildly, "and I just know."



***



In a huge underground chamber below the UNC Sunnydale Campus, Professor Maggie Walsh paced agitatedly as she waited for her assigned army troops to arrive. Soldiers came running through tunnels from all sides and lined up in front of her, ready for action. With every muscle tensed and weapons rigidly vertical braced against their shoulder, they gave their superior their fullest attention. The professor straightened her white lab coat as she stopped her pacing and stood in front of the group. She greeted them in a harsh, commanding tone and informed them of the newest development. As each soldier was given an order they took one step forward, acknowledged their superior and their order and took off running towards the tunnels again. One soldier remained standing in the end.



Maggie Walsh stepped closer to the soldier and looked him straight in the eye. "Hostile 17 escaped before Phase II...do you understand Agent Finn?"



The tall soldier nodded his head and clenched his jaw. "Yes, sir."



"It is imperative..." Maggie Walsh continued, stressing the utmost importance on her words, "that we retrieve the hostile before Operation Chipmunks commences. The future of the Initiative depends on it."



Agent Finn fired up his Taser gun in a show of confidence. "Consider it done, sir."



***



Willow, Tara and Buffy, along with several other students stumbled out of the Social and Behavioral Science building, glad to be done with Psychology 101 this Tuesday morning. 'The bitch monster from hell' had been in a grumpy mood, assigning papers upon papers to scared students, while she gave the TA, Riley Finn, what could only be described as a glare of death.



Willow had tried to slip Buffy a piece of paper midway through class, but had stopped her hand three inches from the slayer when she felt the fiery gaze of Professor Walsh upon her. She smiled apologetically, scared for her scholastic career, and retrieved her hand immediately, not daring to give Buffy the note until class was over.



"Holy crap...what was up her butt?" the slayer wondered as she jumped down the last two steps away from the building. She turned around and looked up at the two witches who both shrugged at the same time. "Well whatever it was...I believe 'unpleasant' sums it up pretty nicely."



The three of them nodded in agreement and took hurried steps away from the building towards their next destination.



"Anyway, I'm starving...you ready Tara?"



The blonde gave the slayer a smile and a nod, and heaved her book bag higher on her shoulders.



"Ready?" Willow wondered out loud.



"Yeah, for lunch." Buffy answered and linked her arm with Tara's, directing them both towards the cafeteria. Buffy grinned at Willow and gave her a little wave. "See ya later Will...have fun at calculus."



"Whoa...wait a minute." Willow ran in front of them making them stop. "You guys are going to lunch? Now? I thought you and I were meeting for lunch at 1?" She directed her final question to the slayer.



"We are...but me and Tara have a lunch appointment at 12."



Willow took turns looking at Buffy and Tara. Buffy looked restless, which meant she really was hungry, and Tara refused to meet her eyes as she bit her lower lip, trying to keep the grin from her face. Willow saw the blush forming on her girlfriend's cheeks and she stepped forward taking her hand. "Can I talk to you for a moment?" she asked and without awaiting an answer, dragged her away from the slayer.



"So..." Willow started and tapped her fingers on Tara's knuckles, "what are you meeting Buffy for?"



"Um, lunch?" Tara grinned which caused Willow to roll her eyes. "No seriously." the redhead pressed.



"What are you meeting Buffy for?" Tara countered.



Willows eyes widened a little as she remembered the note she had given Buffy and which she hoped Tara would never, ever find out about. "Umm..."



Tara smirked, having seen bits and pieces of the note as Willow was writing it, and having a good idea what Buffy's second lunch would be about. "That's what I thought."



Willow scrunched up her nose as she realized what — or more likely, who — was the most obvious choice as a topic of discussion between her best friend and her girlfriend. "Will you guys be talking about me behind my back?"



Again Tara answered Willow's question with a question. "Will you be talking about me behind my back?"



"What? Us? Talking about you? No! Definitely not."



Tara arched one eyebrow and Willow relented, quickly. I'm so easy, she thought to herself. "Well...okay, yes...I sometimes talk to Buffy about you and our relationship but baby...you told me to."



Tara snickered at the ridiculous notion. "When did I ever say that?"



Willow mirrored her girlfriend's look and raised her eyebrow. Tara frowned for a minute, as she went through every conversation she had ever had with Willow, not remembering ever uttering those words. A minute later a look of recognition crossed over her features and she blushed. "Oh."



Willow smiled and leaned in for a quick kiss. "See, I told ya." Tara nodded and returned the kiss. "So...what do you um...w-what do you talk about?"



Willow looked ashen all of a sudden then blushed profusely, going from white to red in a matter of a nanosecond. She dropped her eyes to the ground, shuffling her feet nervously. "Uh..."



***



Two o'clock rolled around and Buffy waved goodbye to Willow after their lunch and watched the redhead skip gaily towards the Art Building, to meet up with Tara. Her thoughts drifted to her two-hour lunch and as she patted her stomach, happily full, she replayed the highlights and chuckled.



***



"Buffy...you're Willow's best friend right?"



"I'd like to think so, why?"



Ignoring the question, Tara continued, "and because you're her best friend, you know her the best, right?"



"Better then a lot of people, for sure...but best? I don't know...I think you might be a worthy contender."



"I guess what I'm trying to ask is..."



***



"Buffy, you're my best friend right?"



Buffy smiled and the familiarity of the question and nodded happily, "you betcha Wills."



"And because you're my best friend, excluding Tara and Xander, you know me the best, right?"



"I hope so...what's up?"



Willow leaned closer over the table and whispered to her friend. "What's it like?"



Buffy leaned in closer too. "What's 'what' like?"



Willow looked from left to right, making sure no one was listening to their conversation. "Sex."



***



"You think she'll like that?"



"Tara, she'll love it."



"Really? You think so?"



Buffy leaned over the table and placed her hands delicately on top of Tara's. "Tara...I've known Willow for a pretty long time now and I've never seen her as happy as she is now, with you. Granted, I don't know you very well, but I do know that you are a wonderful person, and I can see why Willow likes you...no, loves you... so much." Buffy stopped there and her eyes opened wide for a second. "Oh...you do know she loves you right? Please don't tell me I just put my foot in my mouth, 'cause Willow's gonna kill me."



Tara, floored by the kind words she had just received from the slayer, could only nod her head once.



"Really? You sure?"



Tara found her voice eventually and nodded, "I um, k-know. She um, told me."



"Oh good." Buffy leaned back in her chair and took a sip of her water bottle. She regarded Tara for a second before asking, "you love her too right?"



Tara blushed and nodded repeatedly, "oh yes. Very much."



Buffy smiled brightly, "excellent. I'm so happy for you guys. So you're all with the love and stuff huh?"



"I um..." Tara paused and took a deep breath. She had wanted to talk to someone about Willow for a long time, but had never gotten the chance till now. It made her smile. Buffy would understand. "I still can't believe it Buffy," she gushed, "I mean...she's just so wonderful. What on earth she sees in me...I'll never understand." She bowed her head, pushing a lone grape — what was left of her fruit salad — in her bowl with her spoon before scooping it up into her mouth.



"Hey," Buffy said softly which made Tara look up. The slayer smiled reassuringly at the blonde. "She sees the girl she's in love with Tara. That's who she sees."



***



"So you think you're...you know, ready?"



Willow thought long and hard before answering. "I am Buff. I so am."



Buffy smiled softly at her friend, which quickly turned into a mischievous grin. "So..."



Willow felt self-conscious all of a sudden and looked down at her bowl of Fruit Loops. She picked a red loop and chewed on it softly. Buffy continued grinning at her. "What?"



"Done the research yet?"



"Huh?"



"Oh come on Will. I know you...you never do anything without researching it thoroughly before...and making notes...in different colored pens...so tell me...what did you learn?"



Willow blushed and laughed self-consciously. "I don't know what you're talking about," she mumbled, and scooped five more fruit loops into her mouth.



"Will..." Buffy sung, "spill it...I can see it in your eyes. You did something."



"I-ahh..." Willow smirked, remembering the plethora of information she had gathered since this morning. "I may have checked out some websites in my networking class."



"Ah-ha! I knew it! Learn anything good?"



"Buffy!" Willow hissed.



"A little tongue action maybe?" the slayer continued to tease.



"Buffy!"



Buffy laughed and grinned widely at her friend. "Tara is one lucky girl."



***



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Later that night Willow stared with wide eyes at the television in slayer-central, her mouth agape. She was resting in Tara's arms, her back to the blonde's front, as Tara reclined on the extra bed in Buffy's room, supported by four pillows. They had slipped into slayer-central few minutes after Buffy had gone out on patrol, a movie and popcorn in their hands. Willow had picked the movie earlier that day after yet another research session and right now, the movie, combined with Tara's proximity and constant attention, was working havoc on Willow's body. With every breath Tara took her soft breasts pushed into Willow's back sending shivers running down Willow's body. Tara's hands rested on Willow's stomach as she rubbed it lightly, unconsciously, and the movement built a slow burning fire inside of Willow. The redhead crossed her legs and squeezed her thighs together to try to alleviate the pulsing sensation without success. Her only comfort was the fact that she knew Tara was having similar reactions.



"Uh...good movie." Willow whispered and she felt Tara wrap her arms around Willow's stomach tighter. The scene in the movie changed and the characters went from the photo shoot to the bedroom making Willow catch her breath. Really good movie, she thought.



The first kiss landed on her right shoulder, the second on her pulse point and the third just below her ear before Tara took Willow's ear lobe in her mouth and sucked on it.



Willow moaned in tune with the two characters on screen and gripped Tara's fingers in her own, pressing her body harder against the blonde's. As soon as Tara let go, the redhead sat up and looked over her shoulder, catching Tara's dark blue eyes with her own. She twisted around and sat back on her haunches, her back to the forgotten television. Tara bent her knees and pushed herself up with her hands so she was at level with Willow, her wet lips parting as her chest heaved with every breath she took. She looked Willow straight in the eye, her own eyes spelling out her excitement clearly.



Willow licked her lips and cupped Tara's face in her hands as she pulled her in for a mind-blowing kiss. She thrust her tongue inside Tara's mouth, tasting her for all she was worth. Tara moaned loudly into the kiss and fell back on the pillows, pulling Willow down with her.



Willow moved one hand down her girlfriend's body, stopping at her waist, and slipping it inside Tara's shirt. The skin on skin contact was as electrifying as ever, and Tara was sure the movement of Willow's hand was leaving a trail of sparks as she caressed her stomach and side. She wrestled fiercely with Willow's tongue, as the redhead tasted every inch of her mouth. Tara needed to taste her girlfriend just as much so she pushed Willow's tongue back into her own mouth, and took control of the kiss, drinking her fill.



Willow pulled away after a moment and opened her eyes, looking wide-eyed at the blonde. Tara's eyes were hazy and unfocused and dark as the deepest of oceans. Willow shivered and leaned back down, trailing kisses down Tara's cheek and jaw line to her neck. She nuzzled Tara's neck and breathed in the wondrous scent she had come to know and love. The blonde tasted deliciously sweet; a mix of vanilla and honeysuckle, tinged with a lightly musky aroma that was all Tara. Willow placed her lips on the neck and feasted.



Tara moaned at the attention and gripped Willow's shirt, ruffling the material in her hands. She pulled the shirt up and caressed Willow's back, running her hands up and down, lightly scratching. Her hands moved up to Willow's shoulder blades, massaging them, then back down. Somewhere in the back of Tara's mind it registered to her that Willow wasn't wearing a bra and the thought thrilled her. She moved one hand quickly around Willow and up her stomach, cupping her right breast and squeezing it gently.



Willow groaned and pulled away from the blonde's neck, looking Tara in the eye. Tara smiled a sultry smile and flicked her thumb over Willow's nipple . Willow closed her eyes and moaned low in her throat, a tingling sensation spreading throughout her whole body. Her eyes snapped open and she kissed Tara fiercely, who sat up, pushing Willow up with her. Tara pulled away from the kiss and pushed Willow's shirt up over her breasts. She held in a gasp as the sight of Willow's bare chest took her breath away, before she leaned in and took a nipple in her mouth.



Willow's head lolled back from the sensation and she stared up at the ceiling in awe. She grabbed the back of Tara's head and pulled her in closer. Tara sucked harder, flicking her tongue over the nipple, again and again, driving Willow mad. Her right hand came up and massaged Willow's neglected breast as she wrapped her left arm tighter around the redhead. A few moments later she moved her lips to the other breast, giving it the same treatment.



Willow was going crazy from the onslaught of emotions rushing through her. She held Tara's head tight against her chest, pushing as much of her breast as she could in her mouth. When Tara released her nipple and looked up at the redhead with a slow smile, Willow growled and pushed Tara down on the bed and leaned over her. She wanted Tara to experience what she had just gone through, so she pushed Tara's shirt and bra up over her breasts in one swoop and licked one nipple hard before biting down on it softly.



Tara arched her back from the almost painful pleasure shooting down her spine, straight to her center. Willow tongued her nipple repeatedly making her groan in frustration. "Willow...please..." she begged, and pulled Willow closer. Willow smirked and took one last lick before she gave in and sucked Tara's nipple into her mouth.



Tara pushed her hips up into Willow telling her what she needed. Willow moved one leg between Tara's, pressing it against Tara's center, giving the blonde something to push into. Willow moved to the other breast, teasing the erect nipple with her tongue as she used her hand to twirl the other nipple, already wet and swollen, between her thumb and index finger. Tara mumbled incoherently and pushed harder up into Willow who pushed down at the same time. Tara cried out Willow's name and grabbed a hold of Willow's hand on her breast and pushed it down to her stomach.



Willow, going with her instincts (and thus tossing her carefully planned diagram out the window), took it from there and slid her hand slowly down Tara's leg and back up until she reached her hip. She moved her hand to the buttons of Tara's jeans and paused with her fingers on the top button as she found Tara's eyes with hers. Tara nodded wordlessly and Willow slipped the first button out of its hole, then she second and the third. As soon as every button was freed she slipped her hand inside.



If Willow had been with all her faculties intact, the thought 'oh my god, my hand is inside Tara's pants' might have registered in her mind, but that didn't happen. Willow, as a seasoned veteran, moved her hand deftly under the string of Tara's panties and ran her fingers over her curls, twirling them around gently. Then she moved her hand further down into the scorching heat of Tara's center and caressed her outer lips, touching them softly. Tara gasped at the unfamiliar, but welcomed sensation and opened her legs wider to give Willow a little more room, even within the constraints of her jeans and panties. Willow slowly parted Tara's folds with two fingers, and ran her middle finger up the length of her center, gathering warm and delicious wetness. She reached Tara's clit and grazed it once with her wet finger...



A loud knock startled Willow and she yanked her hand away and let go of Tara's nipple at the same time, causing Tara to whimper in protest, "noo...don't." Willow blinked in frustration and rested her forehead on Tara's. "I don't wanna stop," she whispered and kissed the blonde softly. "No, don't stop. No stopping..." Tara agreed and deepened the kiss.



Another knock and Willow pulled away. "Let's go to our room. Now."



"Oh, yes." But Tara made no move to leave, just pulled Willow down for another kiss. A third, even louder, knock was heard and Willow groaned in frustration, "Oh holy Moses...come in!" she yelled and sat up, resting on her haunches. She pulled her shirt down and watched Tara do the same before the blonde buttoned up her jeans quickly and sat up.



The door opened, revealing a smug looking Spike. "Red...fancy meeting you here." Then he charged.



Willow's eyes widened in shock at the sound of the familiar voice and she looked at Tara for just a second, fear in her eyes. Before either of them could react Spike had pulled Willow up by her shoulders and bared her neck.



"Willow!" Tara watched Spike lower his head quickly for his first bite. She saw Willow close her eyes in trepidation of that first sting of pain but it never came, instead Spike pushed her away roughly as he grabbed his head howling in pain. Willow stumbled into Tara's arms that embraced her tightly staring at Spike with confusion.



"What in the bloody hell did you do?!" Spike complained, still grimacing from the pain. "Christ Red...that hurt!"



Willow pulled away from Tara to look into her eyes. "Did you..." Tara shook her head. "Me neither."



***



"I don't understand...this never happens to me," Spike said, looking at the redhead with puppy dog eyes. Willow, who was sitting next to him on the bed, patted him awkwardly on the shoulder as she looked at Tara with a questioning look. "There, there...maybe you were just nervous?" Tara shook her head at the weird situation she found herself in as she listened to her girlfriend try to comfort the vampire who had just tried to kill them.



Spike sighed, and rested his head in his hands. "It felt right when I started...let's try it again..."



"What? No!" Willow protested, but it was too late, Spike had already pinned her down on the bed and tried to bite her. The same thing happened as the last three times he had tried, and Willow slapped him on the head after he recovered from the pain. "Stop trying to kill me you idiot."



Spike jumped from the bed in frustration and paced around the room. "Damn it, damn it, damn it..." he muttered.



"Maybe you're trying too hard...does this happen to every vampire?"



"Not to me it doesn't! I'm bloody evil, you know...I go in there and mayhem!"



"Hmm...that's...rough. But anyway, we really need to go...homework and all, right Tara?"



"Oh, yes...absolutely." Tara stood up quickly and pulled Willow up with her. She really, really wanted to get away from the ticking time bomb in front of her. The only reason they hadn't staked him yet was because he didn't seem to be much of a threat to them right now, no matter how much he tried. But she didn't want to be near him when he finally succeeded .



"Homework?" Spike wondered, and then he looked at both witches with a raised eyebrow. "Oohh, I get it." A familiar smug look settled over Spike and he leered at Tara. "I must say Red, she's much better lookin' than whipping boy."



"Hey! Don't be looking at my girlfriend like that."



"You know...I might not be able to kill you right now, but that doesn't mean we can't have some fun."



"What?" Willow stared incredulously at Spike and took one step to the right, blocking most of his view of Tara. "Spike...eww, no...and might I add...eww."



"Hey! Who are you calling eww...I'm sexy damn it."



"No...nah huh...and no! Go Spike, before Buffy comes home..." Willow glanced quickly at her watch, "which should be any minute now."



"Pff...I'm not worried about the slayer."



As soon as he said it the door opened abruptly and in walked Buffy. Seeing the vampire in her room, she jumped into action, grabbing Mr. Pointy from the inside sleeve of her jacket and rushing towards Spike. "I'm so going to kill you now..."



"Eek!" Spike yelped and jumped behind Willow and Tara for cover.



Buffy stopped dead in her tracks, "huh?" She looked at the two witches with a befuddled expression. "Okay, what just happened?"



***



Outside the dorms the Initiative soldiers scoured Sunnydale in their hunt for hostile 17. A team of three searched the campus and one of them pointed a heat-tracking device at the final dorm in their search.



"I'm getting a picture...signature's locked."



Agent Riley Finn looked up at the dorm in question. "What've we got?"



"Humans of the freshman variety." The first soldier said, reading the output from the device. "101.1, 100.8...guess what they've been doing...and...bingo! Got a cold one. Thermal output clocking in at exactly...room temperature. Vampire."



Riley smiled briefly at the confirmation. "We're going in. I need a lockdown on grid 6."



The third soldier pressed a button on his Kevlar vest and called in the order, "Team C to Mother, Team C to Mother...we need a lockdown on grid 6."



He pressed his earpiece closer in as he listened to the reply. He nodded his head subconsciously when he got the affirmation. "We're good...lockdown in one minute."



***



"Oh my god!" Buffy fell down on the floor laughing hysterically. Spike can't bite. It was the funniest thing she had ever heard.



"Fine! Laugh all you want slayer, but don't think I'll forget this. I'm going to fix myself and then I'm coming back and I'm going to rip your snotty, hyena laughing mouth to threads."



"Uh huh...whatever you say Spike..." Buffy managed between guffaws.



Then the lights went off.



"Oh bloody hell!"



***



Riley ran up the stairs, taking three steps at the time. His two subordinates followed closely behind. They reached the second floor of the dorm quickly and made a sharp turn to the right, heading for Buffy's room. As they got closer to room 214 Riley released a fog bomb making the entire hallway fill with smoke. They stopped soundly in front of the door and he held up his hand. "At the count of three," he hissed and counted it off with his fingers. One. Two. Three.



***



Buffy glanced out the window looking for any sign of trouble but nothing caught her attention. The campus was lit up and students were minding their own business. "Looks like it's just our dorm." Her slayer senses picked up the sounds of someone running up the stairs and she turned her attention to her door. She walked to the door and listened closer.



"Okay, I'm in a bloody dorm room, the lights are off and I can't bite. Will you lot please tell me what's wrong with this bloody scenario."



"Uh, sure...ooh, the part where you're in a dorm room sounds a little off."



"Shut up Red."



"Hey, you asked..."



"Will you both shut up!" Buffy hissed and placed her ear to the door. "I'm trying to listen."



Spike huffed and took a seat on the extra bed. Willow and Tara moved back into the room and took a seat on Buffy's bed. "Sorry," Willow whispered and interlaced her fingers with Tara's, "guess we're not getting outta here soon."



Tara squeezed her hand softly in reassurance. "We will eventually sweetie."



Buffy waved her hand to them to get them to quiet down. She heard a rustling sound and the smell of smoke wafted through the door. Someone whispered 'At the count of three' and Buffy raised her eyebrows. What happens at the count of three? She didn't wait to find out.



***



Riley moved back and lifted his right leg, ready to kick down the door. Before he made contact the door open and he stumbled forward, crashing into the girl who stood in front of him. They both fell down with a thud.



"Hey!" Buffy grunted and pushed the soldier off her. She got up quickly and watched two other soldiers run into the room, going straight for Spike.



"Oh no you don't..." Spike jumped off the bed and swung back his head, getting ready to pound the soldiers in a pulp. He only got one hit, sending one soldier flying back, before he bent over, screaming in pain.



Riley got up quickly and pointed his gun at Buffy making her back off. He motioned the second soldier to get Spike. Buffy moved to Willow and Tara who had gotten off the bed as soon as Riley flew into the room. Their hands were clasped tightly together, ready to face whatever tried to hurt them.



The second soldier tossed a cloth bag over Spike's head and hit him hard in the face with the butt of his gun, Spike stumbled back and before he could react the soldier has stunned him good with his Taser gun. Spike fell down on the floor shaking from the high voltage running through his body. The soldier grabbed his legs and pulled him out of the room.



The two remaining soldiers backed slowly out of the room, their weapons pointed at the Scoobies. When they got to the hallway, Riley closed the door behind him.



Buffy stared dumbfounded at her door.



Willow let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding and released the pressure of her hand. Tara felt the change and gripped Willow's fingers tighter and pulled the redhead around into an embrace. Willow welcomed the gesture and sank gladly into Tara's arms. "That was weird," she mumbled and Tara nodded her head. "Very."



"This is the second time this week somebody steals demons from us. Well, just one demon this time but still...what's up with that? What kind of a sick, sick world do we live in?" Buffy turned around after having voiced her thoughts and faced the two witches. They were wrapped in a sweet embrace and she smiled wistfully before looking away. "I'm gonna call Giles."



"Okay," Willow mumbled and walked a few steps forward, leading Tara back until her calves hit the side of Buffy's bed. They both sat down and glanced at the TV where their movie was still playing, then they scooted backwards on the bed and leaned up against the wall and listened to Buffy's one sided conversation.



"Giles, it's me...somebody stole Spike."



"Well apparently he's back...In a stolen sort of way."



"Oh get this...he can't bite."



"I know. I laughed my ass off."



"Some soldier types...came in here all gung-ho and pointed guns at us...fried Spike and dragged him away."



"It's pissing me off...first they take my werewolves, now my vampire...and did I just say Spike's my vampire? Eww. Forget that part."



"Tomorrow? When?"



"Morning? But I have class."



"Before class? Are you crazy? No way am I waking up at 7 am."



"Fine...but you better have jam tarts."



"Ooh, and donuts...jelly and powdered."



"And mocha."



Willow waved her hand at Buffy.



"Willow wants mocha too."



Willow waved again.



"Oh, and Tara also."



"'kay, see ya Giles."



Buffy placed the handset down on the phone and walked over to her bed, sitting down next to Willow. "What are we watching?"



"Gia." Willow answered absentmindedly.



"Is it good?"



"Oh yeah." Willow whispered, thinking more about what had happened while watching the movie than the movie itself. Tara looked down at her girlfriend and smiled, thinking the same thing.



"What's it about?"



Willow hummed as she thought about it. She looked up at her girlfriend who was looking at her with a sweet smile. "Love," she voiced out loud and Tara smile widened. "Finding love where you least expect it."



"And knowing right then and there your search is over." Tara added and kissed Willow's forehead softly.



"Oh, cool." Buffy said cheerfully and gazed at the screen. "Can we rewind and start at the beginning?"



***



"I guess this night's kind of a bust huh?" Willow asked Tara as she closed the door to their room. Tara turned around and put both of her hands on the door, trapping Willow between them. "It doesn't have to be," she whispered and leaned in closer, nuzzling Willow's neck.



"Really? 'Cause I really, really want to continue where we left off."



Tara kissed and suckled on Willow's neck then pulled away long enough to find the redhead's lips with her own. They kissed softly and languorously, enjoying the feel of each other's lips and mouth. "I want that too," Tara said as she pulled away and gave Willow a half-smile.



Willow grinned happily and wrapped her arms around Tara's waist, picking her up and spinning the two of them in a full circle. Tara laughed out loud and pulled Willow into a tight hug when they stopped. She was happy, deliriously happy, and she knew it was all thanks to the wonderful girl, no, woman, that was hugging her back. "Love you Will," she said, her voice sure and assertive. There was no doubt in her mind.



"Mmm," Willow mumbled and nuzzled her neck. "Love you too."



Half an hour later they were getting ready for bed. They had both showered (because Willow said she had Spike-icky-ness on her) and Tara was lighting candles around their room. Willow turned down the bed then watched Tara finish with the candles, casting the room in a warm orange glow.



"It feels almost like we're preparing a spell. Or a night of lucubration," Willow grinned and sat down on the bed.



"Lubrication?" Tara asked perplexed and Willow giggled. "No, lucubration...it was in my 'word of the day' e-mail on Sunday. It means to meditate or study by candlelight. I thought it might by fitting...with our rituals and casting, you know."



"Lucubration," Tara said, testing it out. "I like it."



"But really, this feels almost planned...with the candles and everything...which I love, don't get me wrong...don't even think of snuffing them out, but I just...I thought you didn't like plans?" Willow finished gamely and smiled cheekily at her love. "Didn't you say something about this not being a planning sorta event?"



"Some plans are good." Tara stated solemnly and blew out the match in her hand. "For instance, I'm planning on having my way with you."



Willow's jaw dropped at the unexpected comment, and she felt scared and excited at the same time. She stood up and shook her head slightly as she had trouble gathering her thoughts. "Uhh...well...I am, you know..."



Tara placed the used match on the dresser and walked towards Willow. "What?"



"Yours...for the um, having...and taking," Willow whispered and grabbed the end of her t-shirt, pulling it slowly up and over her head. She let it fall down on the floor and heard Tara gasp quietly at the sight. "Willow." Tara whispered and closed the space between them. Her stomach flip-flopped as she brought up a trembling hand and trailed a finger down Willow's chest and stomach. Willow closed her eyes briefly as a shiver ran through her. "Tara...may I?" Willow asked as she opened her eyes again and thumbed the material of Tara's tank top. Tara nodded wordlessly and Willow slipped her hands under the material, stroking the soft warm stomach for a moment. She swallowed a small lump in her throat and slowly pulled the top up and over Tara, dropping it next to her own shirt on the floor. Tara's hair tumbled down her shoulders and onto her face and Willow brushed the strands away, tucking them behind Tara's ears. Willow caressed Tara's arms down to her fingers and held her hands. "Tara...I love you, and I want to make love with you...tonight...well, right now actually." Willow smiled shyly and waited for the blonde to respond.



Tara pulled up their clasped hands and kissed the back of Willow's hands. "Yes," she said and sealed the promise with a kiss. "I want that too." Willow released Tara's hands and wrapped them around her waist, pulling her closer. She deepened the kiss and moaned when her tongue met Tara's in slow dance.



Willow caressed Tara's hips and backside, squeezing the blonde's ass, making her moan loudly into the kiss. Tara ran her hands up and down Willow's back, scratching it lightly, just the way the redhead liked it, causing Willow to arch her back and pull the blonde roughly against her, pushing her body into Tara's. They pulled apart a minute later breathing heavily as they swallowed in gulps of air. They locked eyes and crushed their lips together again, their need for each other too great to stay apart.



Willow slipped her hands underneath the waistband of Tara's boxers and slowly started to pull them down. She stopped her hands to see if the blonde would object but Tara placed her own hands over Willow's and helped push them down further in encouragement. Willow pulled away from their kiss and allowed her lips and tongue to trail down Tara's neck and collarbone, her chest and stomach as she pushed the boxers all the way down. She looked down at the floor and watched Tara step out of the boxers and push them away with her feet. Willow dared to look up and followed the length of Tara's long, smooth legs and came to rest at a patch of honey blonde hair in the blonde's center. "Oh god," she whispered and rested her forehead on the blonde's stomach, breathing in Tara's arousal. It was intoxicating and she wanted nothing more than to taste it. Tara ran her hands through Willow's hair and the redhead looked up, caught in an intense gaze. Willow stood slowly up, trailing her hands up the back of Tara's legs and ass until they rested on her hips once again.



Tara looked vulnerable and timid and Willow cupped her cheek softly to reassure her. "You..." she shook her head, trying to find the right words. "You're...god Tara...you're so beautiful." Tara let out a breath she didn't know she was holding and smiled shyly. "And just..."



"What?"



Willow smiled and glanced down the length of her girlfriend's naked body. "Just so sexy...I mean, wow...just...wow."



Tara chuckled and rolled her eyes, "I don't know about that."



"Believe me." Willow assured. "You're breathtaking." Then she grinned and winked at Tara, "delectable even."



"Willow!"



"You are."



"Well...so are you, deliciously sweet and an absolute delight." Tara cupped Willow's face and kissed her softly on the lips. "Now...I seem to be naked, while you're not..."



"Be my guest," Willow said and lifted her hands away from Tara.



Tara smiled and did just that, pulling on the waistband of Willow's pajama bottoms and pulling them down slowly. She looked up and sucked in a breath of air when she saw the red triangle of hair for the first time. 100% real redhead. She smiled at the ridiculous notion and looked up at Willow, "commando huh?"



"Eh, I figured...you know, easy access and all."



Tara left a whisper of a kiss below Willow's fluttering tummy then stood up slowly and took in the vision that was her gorgeous girlfriend. "Gorgeous," she echoed her thoughts, "you're simple gorgeous."



Willow smiled beatifically and held out her hand for Tara, who took it willingly, and led them to the bed. Willow crawled in first and Tara's heart skipped a beat at the sight of Willow on her hands and knees, and she raised an eyebrow in wonder of how that sight made her whole body tremble in excitement. She crawled in quickly after Willow and lay down next to her. Their playful mood from earlier left them as the significance of this moment set in. Tara brushed away a few strands of red from Willow's face and kissed her softly on the lips. "I love you Willow, more than I ever thought I could love anyone. You...you have my heart, completely. I j-just want you to know that."



"And you have mine," Willow answered, her voice almost breaking. "I love you."



And then they kissed.



***



"These are excellent Giles," Willow enthused and chewed happily on her fresh baked jam tart. "If you don't find any work soon, you could definitely go into the baking industry." Tara chuckled at her girlfriend's teasing and took little bites of her own tart.



"Humph." Giles scoffed at the employment jab and took a sip of his tea. He looked over at the three girls sitting on his couch and leaned back in his seat. Buffy was lightly snoring on one side of the couch, despite the amount of sugar and caffeine in her system, and Willow and Tara were sat together on the other end of the couch, so close you couldn't fit a speck of sand between them. They were munching on their breakfast, but every so often they'd gaze at each other, exchanging knowing looks, then smile, blush, look down and go back to their pastries.



Giles smiled when he recognized the looks. It was obvious Willow and Tara had gotten very close recently and he was genuinely happy for them. They had found each other at the unlikeliest of places and made it work.



He glanced down at his watch and wondered where Xander was. The Scooby meeting was supposed to start 30 minutes ago, and usually Xander was the first one there, especially when donuts were on the table.



"Do you know where Xander is? Is he not coming?"



Willow shrugged as she finished swallowing the bite of pastry in her mouth. She took a sip of her mocha and wiped her mouth with a paper towel. "He said he'd be here last night, I haven't heard anything since."



"Should we just start then?"



Willow shrugged again, "I don't care. I can fill him when he gets here."



"Very well then." Giles looked over at the sleeping slayer then at Willow again and made a gesture with is hand. Willow nodded and scooted closer to Buffy and smacked her on the shoulder. "Vampire!" she shouted and Buffy sprang on her feet. "Where?" The slayer held up her arm and her fist was clenched, like she was holding a stake. She looked from left to right then at her empty hand and frowned. She looked down at Willow smiling cheekily at her and she glared. "Oh you're such a brat."



"Yup," the redhead agreed readily and smiled even wider.



"I shall have my revenge...just you wait."



"Will do." Willow promised and Buffy rolled her eyes and sat down next to the redhead, elbowing her playfully.



Just then the door opened and Xander walked in, followed by an agitated Anya. "I'm telling you Xander, they did! It was horrible."



"Fine, whatever you say. Some soldiers tried to kidnap you."



Giles and Buffy both perked up at Xander's exclamation and stood up from their seat.



"Did you say soldiers?"



"Did you say kidnapping?"



Xander nodded, and shrugged his shoulders, not getting what the big deal was.



Anya stormed into the middle of living room and took a seat on the armchair, pushing Giles away to the side. "It was horrible," she began and Buffy and Giles both sat down on the couch to listen to the ex-demon speak. "I was walking home last night and as I rounded the corner of my street I saw these soldiers staking my apartment. There were four of them, in those gray-green looking-"



"Fatigues," Xander interrupted.



"Right, whatever...and they were looking through my windows, and one actually came out of my apartment. They were in my apartment!" Anya fidgeted in her seat as she relived the unpleasant memories. "Anyway, of course I yelled at them and demanded to know what they were doing in my apartment."



"Bad idea..." Buffy whispered.



"Well I didn't know that at the time, did I? Now stop interrupting. So it turned out, that wasn't such a good idea, because they turned and started running towards me with guns and beeping objects. I took off in the opposite direction but as soon as I reached the end of the street I saw two army trucks coming down the road. I tried getting away but before I knew it there were soldiers everywhere surrounding me, putting a very smelly cloth bag over my head and throwing me in the back of a truck. It wasn't until I had screamed Halfrek's name three times that she finally teleported into the truck and teleported me out of there."



Anya finally stopped talking and took a deep breath. "What did I do?"



***



Spike opened his eyes then closed them again immediately, the bright white lights in the ceiling above hurting them. He placed one arm over his eyes and opened one eye slowly, trying to adjust to the overwhelming brightness.



He was lying on his back and he sat up, taking stock of his surroundings. White walls, white ceiling, and one wall made of glass.



"Oh, not this bloody place again," he grumbled and stood up. The movement didn't create the usual sounds of leather rubbing together so he looked down at his outfit. Eyes wide open in shock he took in the familiar gray-green ensemble. "What in the..."



The glass door opened and he looked up seeing two soldiers and a woman in a lab coat enter his room.



"Alright. Hands down if you wanna die." Spike said and nodded smugly when everyone's hands stayed down. "Wonderful, 'cause I'm bloody starving."



Maggie Walsh took a small object from her front pocket and pressed a green button, with the words 'activate' above it.



Spike stopped in his advances and stood erect in front of the group, his hand coming up to salute the three. "Chipmunk 17 reported for duty, sir." He frowned and looked scared for just a second. He tried to move his hand down but it wouldn't budge.



"Very good. Excellent work agents," Professor Walsh exclaimed and pocketed the object



"Thank you, sir." The two soldiers said and Spike found himself echoing their words. This can't be good.



Two more soldiers, a blonde haired girl and a short red haired boy, entered the room and took place next to Spike.



"Veruca, Oz...please escort Spike to his new quarters."



***



TBC

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Edited by: tinnakaren at: 6/3/04 5:34 am

[Washi]

Awww, shucks, I did nothing special. Seriously, all that she wrote is hers, I only asked questions that made her write, that's it.

Now, for the update, you know how much I love this fic, and it's just getting better and better. Their night together was sweet and meaningfull, and just yummy. at Operation Chipmunk. Great update baby! Just .

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[tinnakaren]

Beware of the chipmunks - as all power hungry mongrels they shall try to rule the world!

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