AUTHOR: Alex_Vixen
DISCLAIMER: All characters belong to Joss Whedon. Only Gabrielle and some others invented characters belong to me. And if Willow and Tara DID belong to me, they would be in a beach by now, married and maybe with a couple of cute little kids around. And a few Ducks too, because every beach should have some... (that was my friend Ducky getting into my posting)
FEEDBACK: yes, please...but I do beg for mercy
PAIRINGS: W/T, F/D
RAITING: R...maybe will get to NC-17.
SUMMARY: AU story. Set 8 years after Tabula Rasa and Wrecked. Willow left Sunnydale after the accident where Dawn got hurt, leaving behind friends and the love of her life. Now, 8 years later, the moment has come to make things right and find out the truth about what really happened in Sunnydale... Willow and Tara have the chance to be together again, even when a big secret is revealed? (hell yes, they'll be together again)
NOTES: Thanks to my friends, Ducky-Duck, Chris, I know I bothered you enough so I wanted to thank you, Rick, for being my official Beta and Meg for the sugestions and the othe help.
I was too stupid and forgot to write this before, lol, so im doing it now.
CHAPTER 1- Surprise!
The Gang was getting together for dinner just like every Friday night. Xander and his wife, Gabrielle, were already there; Buffy wasn’t back from patrol yet and Tara was making dinner with Dawn in the kitchen like always.
“Tar, can I ask something?” Dawn asked to the older witch she always saw as a surrogate parent. The blonde stopped cutting vegetables and looked at the younger girl to give her all her attention.
“What’s up, Dawnie”
“Mark wants us to like together” the brunette blurted out before she began to get upset again. Tara actually looked surprised.
“Well, um… How do you feel about that? Do you want to live with him?” Tara asked knowing by the expression on the girl she loved as a sister that the answer was a big NO.
“I…well, if I have to be honest… We’ve been dating for only 8 months and… Well, Im not…”
“You don’t love him?” Tara simply asked.
“I think I do, but… What do I know about love? Besides, what makes him think that is the right thing to do now? We’re young and we’re not… How do I know I’m not gonna screw it all up? I mean, it’s not like I’ve seen so many couples that actually worked living together. I guess there’s Xander and Gabrielle, they’ve been living together for a few years but who else do I know that makes a good example? Nobody. My parents didn’t work; even…ah…you get what I mean…”
“You can say it, Dawn, not even my relationship with Willow worked” Tara looked down, maybe unconsciously, for a moment and then smiled again at Dawn. Although the brunette knew that smile was forced, didn’t comment anything.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bring that up, Tare” Dawn apologized honestly, knowing that it still affected Tara a great deal to talk about her former girlfriend. So much that the former Key had sometimes wondered if Tara was really over Willow, as she always assured to be. And the answer was always the same, a big fat NO.
“Don’t worry, Dawnie. It’s been 8 years. Don’t you think I should be able to say her name without falling apart by now?” Tara tried to sound cool but her eyes never looked at Dawn, like she would always do, and the younger girl knew she was lying. However, once again, she decided not to say anything about it.
“Can you, Tara? For real?” that was as far Dawn would push, not wanting to run out of luck with her best friend.
Tara smiled for real this time.
“C’mon, Dawnie, we got a dinner to prepare”
Buffy entered the house complaining how a vampire ruined her new shirt beyond repair. To her friends, it was the only thing she did that reminded them of the old Buffy; complain about how her wardrobe would be Slayed by the demons.
The Gang was there having dinner and just like every Friday night, the friends would steal glances at the empty seats around the table: the head opposite to Buffy, where Giles used to sit since Joyce was alive; but since the older Watcher had gone back to England years ago, or as Buffy liked to say ‘since he chose HER over us’, the relationship had been kept strictly business only. The only personal contact with the young group was with Xander, but of course only Gabrielle knew about that.
The other empty space was by Tara’s right side, Willow’s seat; the seat nobody dared to sit on, except for Tara herself if it was necessary. Nobody actually realized they did it, it was a subconscious act and nobody dared to change it.
Right after the Tabula Rasa spell and the car crush where Dawn resulted injured, the redhead had left to get help and get over her addiction, or that’s what the letter she left behind said… A while later, the Gang had find out that Willow was with Giles in England and was working with a coven. This have been a relief for Xander, Tara and Dawn, who wanted to know where and how she was, the only one who didn’t care and actually fought with Giles about it was Buffy. The blonde Slayer hadn’t been the same since she came back and apparently she was still blaming Willow for that.
Tara wasted no time in asking if she could talk to her, she was even willing to fly over to see her; after all, she still loved Willow with all her heart, but the Watcher they had learnt to love like a father had said that it was necessary for her recovery to not have any personal contact with them. Willow needed to learn how to get back on her feet again on her own.
Buffy had been the only one who didn’t show any kind of interest in her former best friend well been. As she had said to the Gang, ‘Willow betrayed them all and she would never forgive her for that’.
So for the first four months, the Gang only heard about Willow from Giles from time to time, until the redhead was good enough to slowly start sending an e-mail sometimes; after six months they got the first phone call, in which Willow wanted to speak to Tara, but they didn’t say much and it was a short conversation since something cut Willow off and made her hang up…leaving a confused Tara on the other end to wonder why she had left so soon.
The phone calls and the e-mails continued for a few months after that, they were always awkward and short, but it gave a sense of peace to the group, especially to Tara, who was trying desperately not run to England to see her… They abruptly ended a little more than a year after Willow had left. Nobody understood why.
The only one who had kept contact with Willow through all this years had been Xander, and still pained the dark-haired young man to keep it a secret from his friends; but Willow had been his best friend, his sister since he had a memory and if she didn’t want anybody to know, then he would respect and keep that promise. Again, only his wife Gabrielle knew about it, and the times the married couple had made the trip to meet with Willow, they had gotten along just fine.
After the failure of his relationship with Anya, the former vengeance demon, who still ran the Magic Box but didn’t hang out with the Gang anymore, Xander had been lonely and depressed… until he met Gabrielle seven years ago. The brunette was the daughter of a witch, who used to be friend of Tara’s mother, but she didn’t have much power and never had much interest in practicing the craft, although she had a deep knowledge of spells and enchanted artifacts.
Now, they had their own construction company, Gabrielle was an architect and Xander took care of the construction part. They’ve been married for three years now and neither of them had ever been happier.
During the dinner, Dawn glanced at Tara a few times and could see how the blonde witch kept glancing almost subconsciously to the empty seat next to her… The former Key knew Tara was still in love with Willow; otherwise, how could she explain that in 8 years she had gone out only in three dates and those dates never had a second... Dawn sometimes wondered what happened to Willow to convince her to never show up again, to cut all kind of communication with her former lover and friends, and the brunette was almost sure it had something to do with Buffy’s suppose trip to LA years ago. After that, Willow had stopped sending signals of life, except for the always present Christmas and birthday gift. They never had a note or something to indicate It was from Willow, but they knew they were from here… they had to be…
After Willow disappeared, Tara had been devastated, but it was easy for her to concentrate in her studies, to give herself to writing full time, to lose herself into that fantasy world she created in her books and not feel anything else… When her novels were published, nobody had much faith they would be successful, but they had been wrong. Some said she had become in the new J.K Rowling, but it wasn’t true. Tara had created that fantasy world where two simple young women, a computer hacker and an archeologist got together to solve the mystery of an artifact only to discover themselves into a world full of legends, romance, mysteries, estrange creatures, dark enemies and full of magic… Everyone thought she was a great writer. Truth was, for Tara was a way to escape from everything, and deal with all the love and feelings she still had within her…
The blonde Wiccan knew how excited Dawn and Xander got every Christmas and birthdays, because there would always be a present without note or address, only the name of who it was for, waiting in the porch of the Summers household. A clear signal from Willow that she still cared about them. Tara always blushed when Dawn teased her because her present seemed to be a little ‘more especial and personal’ than the others. The blonde’s heart always skipped a beat every time she saw the blue box with her name on it…
The doorbell rang and Tara went to answer the door. Dinner was over and she was about to serve desert with Dawn’s help. The blonde Wiccan froze after opening the door, not expecting to see the Dark Slayer, Faith, standing a few feet away from the door with a heavy looking leather backpack. The dark-haired woman hadn’t changed much; her hair was a little longer but her usual leather pants and black tank top and dark demin jacket hadn’t changed.
“Faith...Hi. Didn’t expect you to come here tonight” Tara said.
“Hi, T. I mean, Tara, keep forgettin’ you don’t like to be called like that” Faith said and took a couple of steps towards the door.
“It’s okay, you can call me T. Do you want to come in? We’re about to have desert, but there’s food still, if you want some” Tara stepped aside to let her in but the Slayer stood on the doorway, barely leaning against the doorframe.
“Is B here? Fang-boy sent me” was all Faith said.
“She is, come inside”
Faith entered the house and followed Tara to the dining room.
“Guys, we have a visitor” Tara said and indicated the only empty seat by Xander’s free side, where Faith chose to place her backpack and didn’t sit.
“What’s up, guys? Sorry for interruptin’ your dinner” Faith said, standing by the chair where she left her backpack.
“Faith, always good to see ya, buddy” Xander said, smiling at the Slayer.
“Nice to see ya too, Xand-man. How you doin’? You too, Gab” the brunette simply smiled at her and then adds.
“Nice to see you too, Faith”
“Faith, would you like something to eat or drink?” Tara offered.
“A cold beer if you have or just water, T, thanks” Faith said and watched how the blonde went to the kitchen to return a moment later with a cold beer. Faith looked at Dawn and tried hard not to gulp at how beautiful she looked. “What’s up, big D? All cool?”
“All cool, Faith. You?” the young girl said, smiling slightly.
“The usual. Fang-Boy sent me to bring some stuff, ya know an-”
“What the hell are you doing here, Faith? Make it quick” Buffy cut Faith off, her eyes throwing daggers at her.
“Kay, B…”
Faith took a deep breath to calm herself and opened the backpack, pulling out two wooden thin small boxes and two notebooks.
“What the hell is that, Faith?” Buffy asked rather harshly.
Faith simple opened the wooden boxes and showed it to them. There was one elaborated dagger in each box, one with a big ruby shinning in the center of the handle, and the other a sapphire.
“These…are the daggers of Aurelious the King” Faith said, her voice showing a glint of respect and most of all fear.
“Who?” Xander asked when nobody seemed willing to say anything else.
“I have no idea. Who the hell is that, Faith?” Buffy spitted. The blonde looked at Tara. “Have you heard something about that guy?” she asked the blonde witch, her voice suddenly sounding tender and caring.
“In this notebook” Faith pointed the first one. “There’s the whole background on whom the King was. But to make it short, Aurelious was a King from somewhere in Asia; don’t ask me how he got a sorcerer’s powers, killing the sorcerer in the process. Seeing how easy was to take sorcerer’s powers, he went around killin’ every sorcerer he found ‘till he became some kind of demon. The Slayer back then and I am talkin’ in the century… in the Middle Age. The Slayer had a hard time killin’ the bastard and in the end, she took him down, keepin’ his daggers to herself. With these daggers, she was one of the Slayers that lived the longest, that’s it ‘till you and me, B. When she finally died, at the age of almost 60 her Watcher kept them hidden from everybody, even the Council. That’s it ‘till Fang-boy found them a few days ago”
Faith ended her short story with a certain air of pride, especially when she was talkin’ about her ancestor Slayer.
“What do they do?” Buffy asked, her voice sounding harsh again.
“The legend says that the two daggers together are invincible or some shit like that and that they have magical powers” Faith answered, getting tired of Buffy’s tone, but she wouldn’t lose it. She kept taking deep breaths just like her friend taught her to.
“Okay. And why did Angel send those things to me?” Buffy asked again.
“‘Cause this daggers are Slayer’s weapons, B. In LA we got everything under control without them and don’t need ‘em. We got the best protection spells our own Wiked Witch of the West casted so nobody can mess with us and more weapons than you can imagine. Angel said that you knew a safe mausoleum where you could hide ‘em”
“That’s cool, Faith, but I don’t care about LA. We’ll take care of that tomorrow. You got anything else or you just like to waste my time?” Buffy arched an eyebrow and Faith loved to see the suspicious in B’s eyes.
They hadn’t notice that Tara and Dawn had cleared the table and now were bringing the desert, flan. Buffy smiled kindly at Tara when the blonde Wiccan set the yellow desert in front of her but all trace of kindness was gone a second later when she looked at Faith again.
“Faith, would you like some flan?” Tara kindly asked.
“Thanks, T, I never tried it so I think I’ll pass”
“Try it, Faith; Tara’s flan is the best!” Xander encouraged her. Buffy was still looking at her, her flan in front of her, untouched, and it was making her nervous and harder to keep under control the fit of insults that were threatening to burst out from her mouth.
“Kay, I guess I’ll try it” Faith said and took the cup of flan Tara gave her, lifted the spoon and ate the yellow desert. “Wow! This is awesome! Fucking delicious, T!”
“Thanks, Faith. Why don’t you sit, Faith, you’ve been standing since you got here” the blonde with a kind firm voice told her, indicating the seat where Faith’s leather backpack rested. The Dark Slayer was about to sit when Buffy spoke again, making her stop dead in her tracks and stay standing.
“Faith, can you stop wasting my time and tell me if you’re finished so you can get the hell out of here?”
“Sorry, B. ‘Kay…” Faith took another deep breath, thanked Tara for the flan and opened the notebook to make sure it was the right one. Actually, she was taking a little moment to breathe and calm herself down.
Finally, the Dark Slayer showed them the notebook, pushing it a little so Tara could easily reach out and take it.
“This notebook has two spells to keep the daggers hidden. One for each dagger, apparently they look the same but are way different” Faith began passing the pages to show different sections. “This part in blue ink is the spell, see, this one says ruby and the other sapphire. This part in red is the instructions of how to make every spell. And this part in yellow….well, I’m not sure of what really is, only Fred understand her system, but I think you’ll get it, T”
Tara reached out to grab the notebook and when her she took her eyes shot wide open.
“You okay, Tara?” Xander asked looking from Tara to Faith.
“There’s something wrong, Tara?” Buffy asked, her voice suddenly becoming tender and caring and worried about her friend. Faith arched an eyebrow but played cool and didn’t comment; she simply looked at Tara.
“Im fine, guys, don’t worry” Tara relaxed and began reading the notebook, not paying attention to her friends anymore.
“Did you sense something? Something evil?” Buffy asked and her eyes threw daggers at Faith.
“Don’t worry, Buffy. There’s nothing wrong. I just didn’t expect to feel Fred’s magical signature, that’s all” Tara told her friend, and the only who didn’t see the lie in her words was Buffy, who was too busy looking at Tara with hungry eyes to notice anything else.
“Don’t worry, B. It’s clean stuff and T would have sense if there was somethin’ evil” Faith said and grinned at Tara.
“You should know… don’t you, F?” this time Buffy grinned, but her grin wasn’t friendly. The Dark Slayer’s stomach sank at this, but she still smiled teasingly.
“Of course I do, B. Im Faith” The Dark Slayer laughed softly and her hair covered her eyes for a moment but she pulled it away smirking softly.
“If you don’t have anything else to give me, you know the way out” Buffy said after her grin disappeared.
“Nope, that’s all, B. Im leavin’. My puppy must be lonely with Fred and Blue” Faith closed her backpack and hangs it on her shoulder. “See ya all, guys”
“Faith, wait” Tara got up and walked over to her. “Please, you’re welcome to stay, you must be tired”
“Nah, T, im fine really” Faith said, not wanting to stay and having to stand Buffy anymore, especially when she was in this kind of mood.
“Let her go, Tara” Buffy whispered firmly.
“You can stay with us, Faith, rest for tonight” Gabrielle said, not having said anything in the whole conversation just like her husband. The brunette actually liked Faith and she didn’t care what mistakes she may had done in the past. Gabrielle respected her because Faith had decided to change…Any person who takes the responsibility of their actions and tries to change deserves a second chance in Gabrielle’s book.
“Of course, Faith, we have enough room in our house” Xander added.
“Really, guys don’t worry. I better get goin’ now. Night to y’all”
Faith only took a couple of steps towards the door before Tara put her hand in the Slayer’s shoulder.
“I insist, Faith. You took the trouble to come all the way here to deliver these precious artifacts to us. The least we can do is to offer you to stay so you can rest for tonight…” And while saying this her eyes were fixed on Buffy, who couldn’t do anything but to nod and stood up.
“Whatever…” the blonde Slayer walked past the Wiccan and the other Slayer, put on her leather jacket and took her keys from the hook by the door, where she stopped and looked at Tara. “She can stay tonight but if I were you, I’d lock my door before going to bed and you” she looked at Faith “Stay the hell away from my room”
A moment later, she was gone.
“Come, Faith, sit down, please”
“We better get going, guys. We had a long day” Xander said and her and his wife stood up.
“We were about to have coffee, guys” Dawn said. The brunette had barely said two words in the whole night, especially since Faith showed up. The Dark Slayer seemed to have that effect on her…besides others affect that’s it…
“Sorry, Dawnie, but we’re really tired” Gabrielle smiled sweetly at the younger girl, knowing that her husband probably wanted to be alone to talk and wasn’t truly tired.
“Are you sure we can’t convince you with homemade cookies? I made them” Tara was about to clear the table of the desert and although a part of her wanted to be left alone with Dawn and Faith so she could talk to the Slayer, she couldn’t help to feel like they didn’t need to leave yet without having coffee.
“We had four meetings today, Tare… Sorry, but this big boy needs his beauty sleep more than I do” Gabrielle joked and patted her husband arm with her free hand, the other was holding his.
“Yeah, sorry guys. But we’ll see ya tomorrow, okay?” Xander added.
The young couple hugged their friends and left the house. Only moments later, Faith’s cell phone rang and the Slayer pulled it out from her jacket pocket and read the text message Xander had just sent her, asking her to meet with him for lunch at the next day. She answered him she’d meet him in front of the Espresso Pump to talk and simply stood there, looking at the cell phone screen, that showed Ozzy Osbourne face and logo.
“Cool phone, Faith. Did you buy it or someone gave it to you as a present?” Dawn asked, holding a small plate with homemade cookies. Faith followed the former Key into the living room and sat down on the couch by her side.
“I bought it, D. It’s cool, isn’t it? 8 GB of memory and got tons of music and space to save more” Faith grinned as Dawn checked out the music she had and transferred songs to her own phone by Bluetooth.
“You have a lot of different songs here, Faith, how cool…” the younger girl nodded her approval.
“Yeah, kinda like to have some of everything, like a song for every mood, ya know”
“Totally agreed with ya. I do that too” Dawn agreed. The brunette took a cookie and put it into her mouth. “Oh, God… this is delicious!” Dawn somewhat moaned in a obscene way and the Slayer raised an eyebrow, trying hard to block the naughty thoughts running through her head. “Faith, try one of this! I love it when Tara makes her especial recipe!”
“You do realize that sounds kinda-“The Slayer tasted the cookie and stared at Dawn, her eyes widening in surprise. “WOW!”
Tara appeared with a trail with the coffee mugs, placed it on the coffee table and noticed her two friends staring at her as she sat down.
“What?”
“I love your especial recipe, Tara” Dawn said taking her coffee mug and took a sip. “A perfect coffee, I don’t know how you do it, but I love it, Tare”
“Vanilla?” Faith tried to guess, smelling with her Slayer nose the sweet relaxing scent from the mug she was holding.
“Wouldn’t be my especial recipe if I gave away my secrets, guys, would it?” Tara gave them a small smile and took another sip of her tea. This would be a long night, Tara knew that, and hoped everything would go as she planned, otherwise, her heart would be broken again. And the blonde Wiccan didn’t know if she could bear to feel like that again…
“This cookies are the best! Fuck Oreos, these are my new favourite from now on” Faith declared after swallowing a handful of cookies.
“I’m glad that you like them, Fa-“Tara was cut off by the sound of her phone ringing. The blonde Wiccan pulled it out of her jeans pocket and frowned while reading the text message.
“Something wrong, Tare?” Dawn asked looking at her friend.
“Nothing wrong, Dawnie. Buffy just wants me to take a look at a name… I’ll be right back” Tara left the room with her phone and tea mug and
Faith looked at Dawn.
“B’s got a crush on Tara”



help me out here... But please do continue...


that stupid vampire with a pulse to the ground...