A Star’s Second Chance
By: Astron Soul
Disclaimer: The usual, don’t own just write for fun.
Summary: Donald has now been discovered but what will happen. Will Clarisse finally tell Willow its she who is sending the flowers and what will Tara decide on the movie?
Chapter 22
The past few days had been a blur to both the actress and her assistant, everyday flowers were sent to Willow, and everyday Clarisse was being nice; which was still very odd.
They both had discussed the movie script and Willow wanted Tara to do it, just the blond was hesitant because the sex scenes were very explicit.
“It’s a movie baby, plus you don’t have to go all the way, shit that would be a porno, Steven doesn’t do pornos.” The redhead had exclaimed at one point in their discussion.
After many hours of debating, Tara had finally agreed to do the movie after the first season of her show was done taping, Steven was happy to receive her call and that she had agreed to do it.
Leaning back into the overstuffed couch in Tara’s living room; the redhead cradled a steaming mug of hot chocolate in her hands, “Tomorrow is Friday, I cannot wait for the weekend.” Taking a sip she smiles at the blonde.
“Yeah, will be nice to relax a bit more, though I already have the new script for the new episode, going to be going after a rapist in the next one.” Scrunching her face, Tara wasn’t happy about the topic of the next episode but it shows light on stuff that actually happens.
Shuddering Willow sets down her mug, “I hate that topic, but seems every show hits it at least once.”
“So, what are you doing this weekend hun?” Tara asks as she picks up her glass of water.
“Nothin much, just gonna relax watch some TV or something, you?” pulling her sweater closer around her body, the redhead smiled looking at her girlfriend.
“Well I was hoping my girlfriend would like to go out Saturday night, maybe to the club?” the blonde’s eyes twinkled as she gazed at her girl.
Moving her legs to sit Indian style, Willow thought for a moment, “I think she could go for that, as long as her girlfriend allows her to take her out to dinner beforehand?”
“Oh I think she is up for dinner, what time should we be ready then tomorrow night?”
Making a show of thinking; the redhead tapped her chin, “I think we should be ready by six to head out, I’ll make the reservations, but let’s dress for the club.”
Smiling as she stands up the blonde helps the redhead up, “Sounds good but we still have tomorrow to get through, did you get the OK to have Steven use your program?”
Wrapping her arms around the actress’ waist Willow nods, “I sure did, going by his office at lunch to let him know, with his endorsement this program will go through the roof in sales, not like I need it too.”
Giggling both women walk to the door, “Well I’ll see ya at six then, and maybe we can go to work in your Ferrari?”
Blue eyes were pleading as they looked into green.
“Of course, I’ll bring the Ferrari with me,” chuckling the red head leant up pressing her lips to the plump lips of the blonde; who eagerly returned the gesture.
Pulling apart only when they both needed to breathe, they both took a deep breath.
“I-I’ll see you tomorrow at six hun.” Willow turned and almost walked into the door frame, since her brain wasn’t functioning at the moment.
Giggling Tara helps Willow through the door, “Bright and early sweetie, now get!” playfully smacking the redhead’s butt.
Jumping into the air “Eeeep, yes ma’am!” Willow was down the sidewalk and disappeared into a small walkway going towards her house.
Shutting the door; Tara smiles as she makes her way upstairs to get ready for bed.
~~~~~~Whistling a happy tune, someone was in her condo getting things ready for the following night; running around making sure things were perfect for her guest who would be coming over for dinner.
“Okay, got the menu set, the music picked out and ooooo everything is clean. Faith you outdid yourself.” the brunette states looking into a mirror, as she brushed her teeth.
The rather independent woman never thought she would ever be in a relationship, let alone with someone who was mute, but she was definitely having a blast; before she could finish her thought her phone buzzed.
Picking it up she read; Hey babe, I hope you had a good day, I miss you and can’t wait for tomorrow night, X0X0 Allie.
Grinning the agent quickly sent back a reply; Had a good day, missed you at lunch though, but will see you tomorrow night! XoXo F.
Walking out of the bathroom, the brunette puts her cell on the charger; then climbs into bed with a smile on her face thinking about the next day and what it might mean to her.
~~~~~~The Next Friday
The lot was busy as usual as a sleek black Ferrari maneuvered through the crowds of people and finally parking in front of the double trailers.
Everyone thought the blond was showing off; until the redhead got out of the driver’s seat smiling as she quickly moved around to open her girlfriend’s door.
As the blonde got out, she was looking around at all the faces, many in shock as to how her assistant could afford such a car but some looked on with distaste.
“Well you definitely made an impression sweetie, then again who doesn’t like a Ferrari right?”
Laughing Willow locked the doors, “They just wish they had one, besides our car is flashy enough but speedy to get away.”
The redhead had made it to the door before she noticed the blonde wasn’t with her, turning around she saw Tara standing by the car eyes wide.
“Are you okay?”
Blinking as the statement went flashing through her head ‘Our car’ the actress shook her head.
“Oh um yeah, you mean it?”
Walking up to stand beside the redhead at the door of their trailers and giving the smaller woman a hug.
“Mean what?” the look of confusion on Willow’s face accentuating the fine wrinkles in her forehead.
“You said our cars, you mean that, that what you have is mine and what I have is yours?” opening the door both women walk in leaving the noise outside.
Turning to look at the blonde, a slight blush to her cheeks at what she said to get the reaction out of the Actress.
“Well only if you want it to be…” before the sentence could be finished he felt soft lips against hers.
Wrapping her arms around the redhead’s waist as she continues to kiss her, Tara tightens her hold and picks her up.
Neither heard the knock on the door till someone screamed through the door and both women broke apart gasping for air.
“I’ll take that…as a yes.” Willow gasps as the blond answers the door nodding.
Outside the door a boy stood fidgeting, “Clarrise says it’s time to start shooting the final scene.”
With that he quickly moved back to the lot.
Looking over her shoulder Tara smiles, “Shall we head over and see what compliments Clarrise gives you today?”
Snickering she walks the few short steps down from the trailer to head to wardrobe, with a redhead following behind rolling her eyes.
They both skillfully avoided the director to get to wardrobe so Tara could get ready.
“Ahh Tara hello, and hello Willow hope you two had a good night, ready to put that pant suit on Tara?” a small slender woman asks holding up a charcoal grey suit.
Chuckling the blond takes the suit, “Guess this is one of my characters trade mark suits huh Sierra?” setting it on the counter as she starts to take off her shirt.
“Well I wouldn’t say shit so sarcastically if I didn’t mean it now would I?” Sierra grins. “And don’t wrinkle it too much I know you have to throw a few punches in this scene so be nice to the clothes!”
All this time Willow was trying to hold back the laughter that was bubbling up watching these too go at it.
Shaking her head she decided to look at her PDA making sure she remembers everything for that day before a comment about a rat hair, glue and a gun were mentioned; she busted out laughing.
The two women holding clothes and what looked to be an actual rat; look over to the redhead who couldn’t stop laughing with confused looks.
“I dunno….what ya’ll are….talkin about…but whatever it is...sounds hilarious!”
Leaning on a counter, Willow tries to catch her breath as the other two women start laughing.
“What were we even arguing about Si?” the blond stated through a big grin as she buttoned the blazer.
“I have no idea, but damn you look good chicka!” the small woman gave the actress a once over, “You’re all set for makeup, get your ass’ outta here!”
Playfully shoving both the actress, and her assistant out of her room towards makeup, with a huge smile on her face.
Reaching the makeup station, Willow excuses herself to go speak with Tara’s on screen partner about the scene and where she needs to be for signing.
Watching her girlfriend walk off, Tara sighs as she looks into the mirror and the makeup artists starts applying the makeup for a bruise on her right cheek and a gash on her forehead.
“You would think the first episode I wouldn’t get beat up…”
Laughing the makeup artists nods, “Well Miss McClay, your character is pretty ‘hands on’ in her investigations.”
Smirking the blond thought about it, one of the many reasons she accepted was her character stood up for herself and others.
“Well I did sign up for the reason she doesn’t look the other way, why don’t you make the bruise a lil more grotesque yeah?”
Seeing the glint in the actress’ eyes the makeup artist agrees and goes about making it worse.
~~~~~~Across the studioEyes were watching as two people signed quickly with their hands, discussing what needed to be done so it was easier to sign and get through the scene however many times needed to get every shot angle.
It seems the redhead was sighing in frustration as she finished her conversation with Jake; who seemed to huff off.
Walking over Clarrise smiles at the redhead, “What’s wrong Willow, something I can help with before we start?”
Jumping not expecting the director to walk up behind her Willow turns around, “Oh it’s nothing, Jake is just pissy that I won’t go out with him. Guess he wanted to try even tho I don’t swing that way.”
Chuckling at the realization the direct nods, “Well he gives anymore problems to that regard let me know, men always think with their smaller head so sad.”
The redhead blinks as she watches the director move to her seat behind the camera, wondering why the hell the director is being nice.
Before she could walk over and ask, she felt a tap on her shoulder; turning she smiles looking into the bluest eyes she’d ever seen.
“Hey babe, I see you talked makeup into makin the makeup look even worse than originally scripted.”
Laughing as she sees Tara nod enthusiastically, and gives her a big hug, but careful not to mess anything up.
“How was your talk with Jake, he seems to be a bit upset, mopin in a corner when I walked by?”
Running a hand through her red hair, Willow sighs, “Yeah well, he asked me out and I turned him down. He wanted to straighten me out he said, no worries baby I dealt with him.”
The blonde’s eyes went a bit darker hearing that her co-star who knew that Willow was taken by her would even ask in the first place.
“Excuse me Will.” Quickly Tara disappeared around a corner.
Suddenly there was yelling, then a loud smack before Tara came back around the corner smiling but rubbing the palm of her hand.
“Well Jack doesn’t need makeup for this episode!” giggling as she went to the set.
Willow watched as Jake came around the corner bloodied and a hand print about the size of Tara’s on the right side of his face.
As he walks by Willow kind of shying away from her, she leans in, “See…maybe next time you’ll just not ask in the first place.”
He scurries off to the set to get ready, as Willow tries to not smile too much at how turned on she is that Tara got all butch on a guy for asking her out.
~~~~~~A Few Hours LaterWillow had just gotten back from her lunch meeting with Steven Spielberg, and helped Tara get ready for the last few shots of the scene.
Everyone was set up for the ‘criminal’ to shoot at Tara but miss and then the final shots of the fist fight would be filmed before warp up.
As things started moving slowly, signing instructions and speaking as well as telling her actress girlfriend what the others were signing to her; she was getting very tired.
Looking at her watch it was only three thirty but they might end early, looking about she thought she saw a figure in the background but just chalked it up to stage hands.
Clarrise made sure that the gun the criminal had, was filled with blanks then got everyone in position.
“Okay everyone last shot of the day, let’s do it right then we can go home!” Looking around she sees everyone ready, “Action!”
The dialogue went off without a hitch, the criminal raised his gun; but before he pulled the trigger a shot was heard from somewhere behind him.
Everyone started scrambling, looking for who made a gun go off frantically pushing those in front out of the way but whoever did it disappeared.
The one person wasn’t moving, for a few seconds Tara blinked before she looked down at her stomach feeling something wet, before she realized she was shot.
Falling to the floor Tara groaned in pain, but someone caught her and her head was in someone’s lap as she heard someone dial 911 on a cell phone.
“Baby, stay awake, I need you to stay awake!” she heard as she looked up into emerald eyes, nodding slightly trying to keep her eyes open.
The director was yelling in the background, making sure everyone stayed but that when emergency people got there; they could get through.
“Willow, Tara the ambulance is on the way and so are the police, here…” Clarrise hands the redhead some towels.
“I…Clarrise we need to stop the bleeding best we can, get her shirt off…”
Willow couldn’t believe this was happening, who would want to shoot Tara McClay, and in such a public place?
Working together, they took Tara’s shirt off but kept her bra on, giving Clarrise one of the towels the director placed it over the wound and pushed down trying not to cause too much more discomfort to the actress.
“Please baby stay with me please…” tears streaming down her face as the redhead pleads that her girlfriend keep her eyes open.
“W-will…”a hand caresses the blonde’s face gently and she turns barely to kiss the palm, “I love you Willow…”
Cringing Tara tried not to move, looking down to see her ex holding a towel to her stomach, ‘Goddess I’m gonna die’ she thought as she lay in her girlfriend’s lap.
Leaning down Willow’s voice was just above a whisper as she kisses the blonde’s ear, “I love you too Tara, please stay with me please, I just found you.”
After hearing those three sweet words from Willow, Tara’s eyes begin to close a smile on her lips.
“Tara?” the voice seemed a bit far away as Tara slipped slowly in unconsciousness, “TARA!”
Everyone froze as they heard the redhead scream holding the actress.
“Tara come back…”
TBC
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I don't trust either of them. Very curious to see what happens next in their scheming. Gods help us all if those two join forces in their plotting!
I'm sorry for being such a bad kitten, and not leaving feedback in so long. I will try to be better about it. 
Update soon, lest you break my heart with worry, please? 
