By Jessie
E-mail: ande9953@uidaho.edu
Feedback: Yeah, great, but is nice this is the first time I have ever shared what I have written.
Rating: PG
Couples: the normal ones.
Spoilers: yes
Copyright: I wrote it but sadly I don't own Willow, Tara, Buffy, Xander, Anya, or Dawn. I don't like Spike, so he isn’t in here, anyone else is mine.
Summary: well all the stories I put on this thread will be like little glimpses of Tara's and Willow's life. And I want good stuff to happen to them so it is happy stuff with little angst.
Part 1
It has been four months, twenty-one days and six hours since Tara moved out, but who's counting? Willow thought glumly. I miss her. She is my everything. I said I would always find her, but I can't seem to find my way back to her. I got lost. Oh Tara, how do I find my way back to you? And if I do, will you take me back? Cause I barely survived you leaving me the first time, if you left again, or if you said we couldn't try again there would be no reason to live, not really.
"Earth to Will," Xander cut into her thoughts. "You okay?" He asked concernedly.
"Oh, sorry. I was doing the 'Spacey Willow' again wasn't I? What were you saying?"
"Thinkin' about Tara huh? Why don't you go see her? I am bet she would want you to, I mean you are doing so well, it has been months since you have done any magic at all." Xander pointed out delightedly.
"Uh, maybe, I mean I'd love to see her, of course I would, it's Tara but I don't think I could handle being turned down. My heart couldn't take it." Willow said sadly.
"You don't know what she'll say unless you talk to her. Listen to me, I am being all helpful guy." Xander joked trying to lighten the mood a bit. "You have her schedule memorized. Why don't you accidentally bump into her?" Xander thought this was a grand idea and smiled to himself.
"She'll know it was not accident." Willow said pessimistically.
"Will, you have to try. You aren't you without her, I mean you are, but not the happy-go-lucky you, more like your vamp self minus the skanky, touchy-feely, want to drink everyone's blood parts. You have the brooding gay part down though. You know I think I may have just stuck my foot in my mouth, but lately I have been doing that a lot and I think I will just bury my head in this book in front of me." Xander finished feebly and quickly buried his head into the book in front of him.
"Xander is right. You need to get Tara back so you can have sex and be happy again." Anya added, her usual helpful self.
"Ahn!" Xander blushed. "Remember the list of topics we don’t discuss? That is one of them." Xander whispered harshly to his fiancée.
"Oh come on Xander, you know I am right. Why doesn't anyone say what they mean when they are human?" Anya whined.
"Willow still in the room here." Willow announced loudly in hopes of squashing all conversations about her sex life. "You know I think I will go home. Tell Buffy she can go out and have fun before patrol, I can watch Dawn."
"Sure thing Will!" Xander answered in a fake happy, almost ecstatic tone. "And Will, talk to Tara."
"Uh, yeah, I'll think about it." Willow answered as she hurriedly made her way out of the store.
The walk home was quite peaceful, too peaceful in Willow's mind because it gave her mind free time to roam the 'Tara Issue.' What should she do? She covered many possibilities and outcomes during the walk. She was so intent in her thoughts that she didn't see Tara on the front steps until she had nearly bumped into her. "Tara." Willow breathed almost inaudibly.
"W-Willow, c-can we talk?" Tara asked nervously. Willow didn't move, she just stared unable to tear her eyes away from Tara. "I-in-inside." Tara stuttered.
"Of course!" Willow fumbled with her keys to unlock the door. "You could have waited inside." Willow said gently as they entered the house.
"I g-gave back my k-key a few months ago, I gave it to B-Buffy." Tara eyed her surroundings nervously. She hadn't been in the house since she talked to Buffy a three months before.
"Dawn isn't home, she won't be for another hour or so. Buffy won't be back until late. Have a seat. Did you want something to drink? A snack? Anything? I could fix something or order something if you want me to. Whatever you want." Willow broke into her babble mode in her nervousness.
"I'm fine." Tara allowed a smile to grace her lips, but it didn't reach her eyes. "Let's just talk. There are some things that we need to talk about." Tara got through without stuttering at all.
"Okay, talking is good. I mean it helps sort things out. Helps people understand each other. Talking is good." She repeated.
"I was hoping that we could talk about u-us." Tara began.
"Is there an us? I mean, I know there is you and me, but is there still and us? Or is there even a possibility there being an us again?" Willow asked hopefully.
"Of course there is still and us. We will always be an us. Remember when you said that you would always find me? Well it works both ways. I just couldn't help you get through your addiction. You had to do that yourself for yourself; not for me or anyone else. You had to quit because it is what you wanted to do. I had to leave because I just couldn't watch." Tears began to burn Tara's eyes.
"I know." Willow answered sadly. "I wish it had never happened, but I am stronger now. And I know you had to leave. I understand that, it was the right thing to do. I was so afraid though. I thought that I had lost the person I loved most in this world, and I didn't know how to get you back. I am so sorry. I never meant to hurt you like that. If I could take it back I would in a second, a tenth of a second.
"I was hoping that we could maybe meet for lunch Friday. We have to start slow. I can't just go back to how things were before any of this happened. But I think lunch would be a good start." Tara looked at will questioningly.
"I would love more than I can express. You name the time and place and I will be there a half hour early." Willow smiled hugely.
It was a first, and led to many more dates. To Be Continued…
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