Fic: Tears in Heaven

[LadyCallie]

MUSH! MELT! SWOON! SIGH! SHIP!





I'll post later when I recover from the joy this chapter gave me.

-LC

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RealLiveTara is my RealLiveGirlfriend! :)

"It doesn't have to be a really frenchish french, I just wanna feel your tongue."- my grilfriend last night.

Moderator of the
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[xita]

I even got a baby smilie for this fic, thanks jen!







hee



Yeah, it had to be a girl. i'd be curious at finding out the how..

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Tara and Willow

Accept NO subsitutes

[cesario21]

Awwwwww...that was soooo sweet!



They're gonna have a (had to find a way to use that emoticon!! )



More please!!



Snuggles,

Pillows xxxx

'...meanwhile our friends we thought were so together, left each other one by one on the road to fairer weather; and we sit here in our storm and drink a toast, to the slim chance of love's recovery...' Indigo Girls

[barnabasvamp]

Xita;

Great job with the baby...it's so cute. Still looking for a vamp



Willow's thoughts about everything, and Tara listening- so sweet. Then finally acceptance.



Looking forward to where this is going!

More please?

BV

"In front of total strangers won't you kiss me, Flowers for no reason but you miss me - OOH, I wanna be in love"

Melissa Etheridge-Skin

[Jennpurr]

Quote:

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I even got a baby smilie for this fic, thanks jen!

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No prob. Oh... and thanks for adding those other three. Very cool.



NOW... I need to go catch up on this fic. I just haven't had the time to read it yet. I think the time is now.



Jen

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Giles: Your taxi's here.

Willow: I know.
Giles: And keeping with quite old British tradition, you would now be expected to get in to it.

[LadyCallie]

Oh thank you Jen! It's darling! ::mushes into another puddle:: This is the perfect fic, angst at first but then such sweet ship...... : ::





Gem dear, you say you want help with a smut chapter? I can help, and once my girlfriend catches up to the fic she said she'd help too. LadyCallistar@yahoo.com"> LadyCallistar@yahoo.com If you have any questions, or want to read the smut I have written.



-LC

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RealLiveTara is my RealLiveGirlfriend! :)

"It doesn't have to be a really frenchish french, I just wanna feel your tongue."- my grilfriend last night.

Moderator of the
Dark Angel Fanfiction Board and Boo's Corner.


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[Jennpurr]

LC,



No problem, love.



Hey, you mentioned fic. Where can I read some of yours, if you don't mind me asking??



Jen

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Giles: Your taxi's here.

Willow: I know.
Giles: And keeping with quite old British tradition, you would now be expected to get in to it.

[barnabasvamp]

LC;

I would also like to know if you have fic post somewhere

BV

"In front of total strangers won't you kiss me, Flowers for no reason but you miss me - OOH, I wanna be in love"

Melissa Etheridge-Skin

[Miss1234Kitty]

Thank you everyone for your replies, you're so sweet! And Jen, the emoticon is sooo cute! There should be an update soon, and a certain kitten on the board is writing the longed-for part. LadyCallie, I'm also going to join in the clamouring for a fic addy.



Anyways, am going to go and finish writing the update! Thanks kittens .



Gem + =

Tara: There's just so much to work through... and can you just be kissing me now?

[Jennpurr]

Gem,



You're very welcome. I promise I will have some feedback for you soon. I'm so sorry. Hopefully I can catch up on this today.



Jen

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"But not for me! I’m happily married. Willow’s my everything. Willow, my wife… my wife who is the only one I could ever want. My one and only, my wifely wife…" ~ Tara from, "Milestones," by Lisa, Chapter 12

[LadyCallie]

Oh blush! You really want to read my stuff? ::turns pink::



Well since I haven't gotten the guts to post my finished W/T fic here at the Kitten, it's at - fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=24191



I have 1 W/T fic (I wrote it for my girlfriend) and 3 other buffy fics, all Buffy/Angel ship. I have several Dark Angel and Star Wars (those are older fics I wrote a long time ago), and some poetry. I have some different stuff in my diary- freeopendiary.com/entrylist.asp?authorcode=A723633



Oh and Kat (my girl ::beams: has several W/T fics at FF.N too. Her pen name is MissKittyFantastico and she's linked under my favorite authors.



How's your laptop doing Gem?

-LC

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RealLiveTara is my RealLiveGirlfriend! :)

"It doesn't have to be a really frenchish french, I just wanna feel your tongue."- my grilfriend last night.

Moderator of the
Dark Angel Fanfiction Board and Boo's Corner.


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[iceprincess2076]

oooh we got a :bady smilie she sooo cute and perfect!!!



I love this story and cant wait for more &



ICE

[Miss1234Kitty]

Ahh thank you all for the lovely replies. Laptop is still very much dead. It's at the shop now but I have no idea when I'm going to get it back. *sulk* *wail* *sob*



Sorry. However, the update will end up on the board tomorrow hopefully, so the longed-for update shouldn't be much longer. Just as a note, it's not her that's holding things up, it's me. I'm being slow. *hides as kittens start throwing fruit, and looks around. Who is there to hide behind? Runs away to hide behind Jen and LadyCallie*



Gem

Tara: There's just so much to work through... and can you just be kissing me now?

[LadyCallie]

: s as Gem hids behind her::



Fruit is yummy though. See? ::catches a mango and a peach:: Here Gem, try one. Careful though, they can get sticky.



-LC

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RealLiveTara is my RealLiveGirlfriend! :)

"It doesn't have to be a really frenchish french, I just wanna feel your tongue."- my grilfriend last night.

Moderator of the
Dark Angel Fanfiction Board and Boo's Corner.


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[Miss1234Kitty]

Ahh, thank you LadyCallie. Still, there's nothing wrong with sticky... Unfortunately update is obviously not going to be up today thanks to stupid politics essay, but it should be up soon. Fingers crossed. It is in Kitten Ghostwriter's inbox though so shouldn't be long!



Gem

Tara: There's just so much to work through... and can you just be kissing me now?

[barnabasvamp]

OK, Gem;



We've all got our finger crossed. We want more :CRY

Ahem, I vented, feel better now.

BV

"In front of total strangers won't you kiss me, Flowers for no reason but you miss me - OOH, I wanna be in love"

Melissa Etheridge-Skin

[LadyCallie]

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"Still, there's nothing wrong with sticky..." -MissKitty

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::blink blink:: Oh....... In that sense there's NOTHING wrong with sticky! ::trips into the gutter:: However, I'm kinda germaphobic so I really don't like sticky messes.



Hey, I so totally share your paper writing/fanfic writing woes. I haven't been able to stop writting all weekend and I've put off 2 reports on old style plays. Which are due tomorrow at 11.....sigh and yet I'm on the Kitten!



-LC

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RealLiveTara is my RealLiveGirlfriend! :)

"It doesn't have to be a really frenchish french, I just wanna feel your tongue."- my grilfriend last night.

Moderator of the
Dark Angel Fanfiction Board and Boo's Corner.


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[LadyCallie]

Oooo lookit! We have posticons now..... oooooooooo.



Today is a very boring day.

-LC

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RealLiveTara is my RealLiveGirlfriend! :)

"It doesn't have to be a really frenchish french, I just wanna feel your tongue."- my grilfriend last night.

Moderator of the
Dark Angel Fanfiction Board and Boo's Corner.


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[Miss1234Kitty]

I'm afraid it's going to be a long and boring day without an update, LadyCallie, as my computer lost the update - okay, I accidentally deleted it *sheepish*. Guess I don't have Willow's talent with computers, huh?



The posticons are cool! Have to admit that am running through the pages and noticing pink more than yellow, bad Gem!



Gem

Tara: There's just so much to work through... and can you just be kissing me now?

[Miss1234Kitty]

Part 9a - Making Things Better



“Hey you!” Buffy announced, bouncing happily into the hospital room, a smile affixed firmly to her face. “The doctor’s given Willow a clean bill of health, so what do you say we pack up here, and get you two home where you belong?”



“All in favour of that plan, hands up?” Anya suggested, sticking hers straight up in the air. A few seconds later, six hands joined her own, even Giles raising his tentatively.



Buffy managed to smile even more. “Good,” she approved. “By the way, I mean all of us,” she said firmly. “For tonight, we can find beds for you three,” she told Giles, Xander and Anya. Anya’s eyes widened as Tara and Willow exchanged alarmed glances. Even Dawn was surprised at her sister’s apparent naïveté. Giles and Xander looked just as clueless, but Buffy gave an indignant squawk as the teenager and ex-demon dragged her outside the sparkling white-gone yellow hospital room.



“Subtle,” Willow commented, and Tara giggled.



Xander glanced at them, and his eyes widened. “Giles,” he muttered quietly, thinking that he’d help the elder man, “they…”.



“I know what they mean, Xander,” Giles interrupted hastily as he removed his glasses and began to clean them thoroughly on his glasses. In truth, he was surprised that Xander’s mind hadn’t immediately jumped to that conclusion. It was just another piece of evidence that the only other male Scooby was maturing eventually. Xander drove him insane, but he’d stuck around and he’d fought the good fight. That was more than he’d done.



Dawn, Anya and a red-faced Buffy re-entered the room. “Right,” Buffy said, clearing her throat. “Apparently there are - uh - some flaws in my plan, so we’re just gonna go to Xander’s so that you two can talk, or play cards, or whatever.”



“Why don’t you just say they’re going home to have sex?” Anya suggested. Willow groaned, and Buffy glared at Anya, jerking her head towards Dawn. “What?” she asked defensively. Buffy nodded harder. “Oh, please,” Anya scoffed. “You think that she lived with them for three months and didn’t find out about that? Not only is Willow Miss Scientific Information, they’re lesbians. Multiple orgasms for all. Believe me. Dawn knows.” Alarmed, Buffy turned to her sister, who nodded innocently and smiled at her shocked sister.



Buffy turned to Willow and Tara. “We so need to talk,” she said pointedly, but she was smiling. Turning back to Anya, she attempted to explain for the what-seemed-like-hundredth time. “They’re two of my best friends, Anya,” she pointed out. “There are things that friends don’t discuss, and this is one of those things.”



“Why?” Anya asked reasonably. Buffy scowled at her, and Anya frowned back. “I’m only asking,” she sulked.



Xander came to Anya’s rescue. “She has the right to know, Buff,” he said in her defence. “Ahn, I don’t know why it is. I know that sometimes people do like to discuss stuff like that. When it’s about your friends, people you don’t care about in that particular way, but in another way, it’s like making fun of them. It’s private, and talking about them in that way leaves out the privacy aspect.”



“Oh, private!” Anya said, wide-eyed. “Private like when you - mmpff!” she complained through Xander’s hand.



Xander nodded empathetically. “Yes, that kind of private,” he said quickly.



“Excuse me,” Tara said mildly. The rest of the Scoobies turned to look at the witches, having momentarily forgotten that they were in the room. Tara was smiling, clearly finding the situation very funny, but Willow was doing a very capable impersonation of a goldfish whilst her face turned bright red. “Do you think we could perhaps stop torturing Willow and go home?” Tara suggested. Willow nodded enthusiastically.



“I agree,” Dawn said. She didn’t mind talking about some things, but hearing about her friends, the women who had mothered her, was too disturbing. Almost as bad as the Joyce/Giles connection that Buffy had brought up when they were trying to see who could freak each other out more. Dawn shuddered at the thought.



“Okay,” Willow smiled, and eased herself carefully out of bed. “Oooh, cold floor!” Tara brought her clothes to her and shooed the others quickly out the room, ignoring Xander’s suggestion that they could close their eyes.



“You ready?” Buffy asked as they came out of the room. “Papers signed?” Tara nodded, and moved ahead to walk with Dawn as Willow had asked. The redhead moved to stand by Buffy, slipping her arm through her best friend’s.



Buffy squeezed her friend’s thin arm, and closed her eyes briefly as she matched her flowing stride to Willow’s faltering steps. “You okay?” Willow asked.



“Fine,” Buffy reassured her.



Willow watched her for a few moments. “Liar,” she said, the tone joking but the meaning completely serious.



“Okay, not at the moment,” the Slayer relented. “I will be, though.”



“You know,” she told her quietly, “you don’t always have to be fine, Buffy. Really.”



“Yes, I do.”



“Why?” Willow asked reasonably.



Buffy was silent for a few moments. “When I’m not, things go wrong,” she admitted. “I was worried over Riley, and Mom died. I was worried over Mom, and Dawn gets kidnapped and I died. I was thinking of myself, and you got addicted and Tara died.”



“No, Buffy,” Willow told her. “That’s not it at all.” Biting her lip, she admitted what she’d thought for a long time. She adored Giles, Xander, Dawn and even Anya, but it wasn’t the same. “You and Tara, you make things better.”

Tara: There's just so much to work through... and can you just be kissing me now?

Edited by: Miss1234Kitty at: 10/25/02 9:53:44 am

[4evaWill]

Aww!



Sis, I thought you'd never update! But it was great! Yay all Willow out of hospital and all. And poor Buff-Buff having 2 be fine all the time! Ah!



Update again soon, pretty please?



~Cath~

Tara: No, I-I understand. You have to be with the person you l-love.
Willow: I am.
NEW MOON RISING

Edited by: 4evaWill at: 10/13/02 12:45:03 pm

[mollyig]

Nice to see the Scoobs being so relaxed and playful, and I thought it was good that Buffy admitted how she feels to Willow.

Adding up the total of a love that's true, multiply life by the power of two
Indigo Girls

[Grimlock72]

lol... I just realized Willow and Tara didn't get home yet, all that hospital time takes forever . Hmm....wonder Willow actually wants to get into their former(?) bedroom though, bad memories and such.



They haven't talked with each other about all the things Willow did when Tara was shot have they ? Sure, Tara knows about it and *we* know Tara's reaction but Willow doesn't. Which must be painfull for her ... I'm fairly sure that will be resolved though, this being a Pen fic after all .



Grimmy

"Why w-w-would anyone leave Willow?" It was a concept Tara just could not grasp. -- I Dream of Thee by Jomarch

[barnabasvamp]

Nice to see Buffy finally coming clean to willow about how she feels, next will be our girls...

Anya being her usual self , was Anya right?

BV

"In front of total strangers won't you kiss me, Flowers for no reason but you miss me - OOH, I wanna be in love"

Melissa Etheridge-Skin

[Miss1234Kitty]

Yup, angst is on the way, I'm afraid. As for the comments that Anya made - well, I'll leave that to your imagination. You're right, the girls haven't been in the room together, and they need to talk over some things. All will be revealed - not literally, that's ghostwriter's job *g* - in the next update.



Gem

Tara: There's just so much to work through... and can you just be kissing me now?

[LadyCallie]

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"Not only is Willow Miss Scientific Information, they’re lesbians. Multiple orgasms for all. Believe me. Dawn knows.” Alarmed, Buffy turned to her sister, who nodded innocently and smiled at her shocked sister.

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God bless those multiple orgasms!!! Heheeheee my evening was made when I read that line. To quote another Kitten here - "Holy multiple orgasms Batman! To the Batcave!" Wheeeeeeee!!!



Gem dear, it was totally worth the wait. Sorry I haven't emailed you back- I've had several papers due. I'll write soon!



-LC

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RealLiveTara is my RealLiveGirlfriend! :)

"It doesn't have to be a really frenchish french, I just wanna feel your tongue."- my grilfriend last night.

Moderator of the
Dark Angel Fanfiction Board and Boo's Corner.


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[Miss1234Kitty]

Glad you liked it, everyone. Now, I am going to log off and type the next part. Just a quick question - has anyone been copying and pasting these? Because if so I'd appreciate them sending them to me. My computer lost them all. I know I could copy and paste them, but that would take SO long, which is precious update-writing time. *Smiles appealingly, especially at LC who she is sure has been saving them to her computer which actually works unlike Gem's* My email is GemTombs@aol.com



Thanks very much for the comments. I just thought that was typical Anya, and my sister practically screeched when she read it. I was shaking in my shoes - I know I was actually writing it, but Buffy is so protective that I was afraid she was going to take over my pen and have a yell at the wiccans. Which can't EVER happen, no it can't.



Gem

Tara: There's just so much to work through... and can you just be kissing me now?

[LadyCallie]

Hey girl, I did save most of it to a disk...and then mailed it to my ladylove. Email her, I'm sure she'd send it back to ya.



-LC

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RealLiveTara is my RealLiveGirlfriend! :)

"It doesn't have to be a really frenchish french, I just wanna feel your tongue."- my grilfriend last night.

Moderator of the
Dark Angel Fanfiction Board and Boo's Corner.


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[Tulipp]

I thought the part about Buffy thinking that her worries are resonsible for bad things happening...Joyce dying, Tara dying, Willow's addiction...was a very insightful touch here. That is the Buffy we know, the one who resolves to be fine to protect her friends. I love seeing these moments of insight like this; it reminds me of the best parts of those characters. Thanks.

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"Run, flee, maybe skedadlle. We're not here to engage. This is strictly recon." Willow, on season seven, in "This Year's Girl"

[Miss1234Kitty]

Part 9b - Making Things Better



“Shotgun!” Dawn called, rushing to the car.



Buffy opened her mouth to protest, shrugged, and closed it again. “Belt up,” she reminded her sister.



Dawn rolled her eyes. “Puh-leeze. Only losers don’t wear seatbelts. It’s not like the ‘beaten-up’ look is even in any more.” Buffy turned round to smile at Willow and Tara who were approaching, remembering all the times that her long-time friend had stubbornly insisted that Buffy wear a seatbelt.



“Okay, Dawn and Xander front,” Buffy announced, glancing at the assembled Scoobies. It had seemed so much easier on the way to the hospital, but they’d all been so scared then that comfort hadn’t been an issue. “Me, Giles, Tara and Willow back. Me on –“ she gulped, “Giles’s lap. Willow doesn’t need to be jogged around. Giles,” she turned around to glare at her Watcher, “You drop me, you die.” Giles returned her comment with an indignant glare. “Anya, can you do the poofy thing? Unless you want to sit on Xander’s lap while I drive,” she suggested wickedly.



“No!” Anya replied hurriedly. “I’ll teleport.” Buffy wasn’t quite sure whether she was objecting to sitting on Xander’s lap, or her driving. Not that she’d exactly given them proof that she could drive well, Buffy thought with a wistful grin. It was time that she proved herself as a person now, not just a Slayer. Even if that began with learning to drive accurately.



Willow slipped into the car, with Tara sitting in the middle at her side, their fingers naturally entwining. Buffy dropped herself unceremoniously on Giles’s lap, and all that they heard from the Englishman on the way home were audible groans. Willow was strangely silent, at one point half-falling asleep on Tara’s shoulder.



“Okay, let me just grab some stuff,” Buffy said brightly, hopping out the car. “Dawn, do you want me to get yours?” Dawn, who had been playing ‘slapsies’ with Xander since he had stopped the car, and winning, nodding as she successfully won the game with a resounding slap. Xander shook his red hands and Buffy winced in sympathy as she ran lightly up the front path, apparently not affected by the crush in the car.



“Stupid Slayer powers,” Willow muttered, clambering stiffly out of the car. They’d all taken care not to hit her, but it had still been a long and cramped ride. “We shoulda’ made her run home.”



Tara nodded as she climbed out also. “Poor baby,” she murmured, slipping her arm around Willow’s waist and rubbing it gently. Giles practically fell out after them, straightened his glasses, and wandered sedately up the path, looking half-asleep, the jet lag and the stress of the past day having caught up to him.



Tara leant against the porch and waved wearily as the Scoobies departed. “Ready?” she asked Willow quietly, understanding the pain that they would both feel as soon as they entered the house.



“Ready if you are,” Willow said bravely, slipping her arm around Tara’s waist. Her girlfriend responded in kind, and they entered the house, together. As it should always be.



The air was muggy, the memories vivid.



“I love you,” Tara whispered. Her head hurt with the intensity of her recollections, but she smiled as she relieved them. They weren’t painful memories, and for that she was grateful. The agony of her life would begin as soon as she walked into their room. For Willow, it would be a million times worse. Yet she relished the fact that she had the chance to recall them. No matter what had happened, it was her past, and Willow and their daughter were her future.



Daughters, Tara’s mind corrected as she stumbled across one particularly fond memory, when she, Willow and Dawn had decided to spend the day at the park. They’d forgotten the pain of Buffy’s death, of Giles’ abandonment, and of slaying, and that had been the day that she relieved night after night since she had left Willow.



Dawn was her daughter as much as this child ever would be, and Tara resolved to tell her so the next moment she saw her. The teenager, sister of the Slayer, Key and human being deserved that much and so much more.



“I love you too,” Willow responded, saying the words without processing them. She adored Tara, and she never had to think about saying those words. They were always on the tip of her tongue. Grasping Tara’s hand in hers, she carefully took those steps up to the bedroom. Part of her said that she was going to her doom, back to the pain where Tara would be lying silently on the carpet.



“I’m here,” Tara murmured, somehow knowing what her lover was thinking. “I’m not in there, I’m here and I always will be.”

Tara: There's just so much to work through... and can you just be kissing me now?