I know I know, it's been far too long, you all missed it terribly, and I haven't written anything over PG-13 yet, yadda yadda yadda.
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Enought of my hormonal rambleing, here's a short update!
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Mary sauntered into the room, her hair not a bit disheveled from going down the stairs. Buffy had to remind herself to breathe and Willow noted that light perspiration was gathering on her best friend’s brow.
“What is that about?” Willow thought to herself as she gathered up her laundry and said hello to Mary. Willow climbed the stairs and frowned as she entered her and Tara’s room.
“Why can’t I stop thinking about the fact that Buffy looked like she was about to toss her cookies, it’s almost like she-“ Willow smacked herself on the forehead.
“Well hello to the duh-ness of me!” She smiled and shook her head as she thought about how long it was going to take Buffy to realize what was going on.
Meanwhile downstairs Buffy realized what was going on in a very real way. The sweat from her palms was getting worse as Mary sat down next to her. The pants Tara had given her fit perfectly, although she was usually not a huge fan of leather, or peasant blouses. However the clothes she was wearing looked better than some of the sweaters she had seen in the closet.
“Well one of us should start talking.” Buffy said softly. The quip elicited a half smile from Mary who was trying her best not to cry. She fleetingly glanced into the eyes of the only thing she ever wanted to know; Buffy.
“I heal very fast. Faster than normal. It’s been happening for the past six months or so. I’ve cracked ribs at basketball practice and had them heal in a few days. Occasionally I will come up to a vamp in the middle of the night and I’m not afraid,“ She took a deep breath “I’m just ready. I don’t know what is going on. ” She cried quietly as she stood up and walked around the room. Gazing out the window, Mary sobbed, “I’m addicted to dark magic. If I stay here there is no way I will be able to beat it, and I will never see my family again.” She turned and faced a stunned Buffy, ”Thanks for everything, but I really need to go now.” Buffy rose from her spot on the couch and pulled Mary into a hug and let the sobs wrack the brunette’s body as she let everything from the past two and a half months out in the form of hot wet tears and loud sobs. As her breathing returned to normal Mary pulled away and wiped her nose with the back of her hand. She gave an aspirated laugh as she sat back down on the couch.
"I’m sorry, I uhm…Thanks.”
“It’s OK.” Buffy whispered as she absently stroked the other girls hair, "It's ok."
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