Author name: RaVeN
Email address: moofiekiller@hotmail.com
Rating: umm PG-PG13 right now but who knows where my mind may go...
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the BTVS characters. I do however own the concept of the story, well at least I'd like to think I own it but I was more blessed by a reoccurring dream. But please don't try to sue me I am a full time college student without a job and I would rather die then you take my cat.
Feedback: Good or bad I will read it, just be honest and umm a little gentle it is my first time umm yeah. I don’t have a beta, so just keep the spelling and grammer errors in mind, I am not an expert lol.
Summary: Well it kind of goes a little crazy, just know they are on the hellmouth. Nothing has really happened unless I mention it and umm Tara isn’t there, Willow is still with Oz. But don't worry I will make up for it, you can't change destiny.
NOTES: This came to me in a dream minus the BTVS stuff when I was a younger and met who I thought was my always. I had told them the story and I was then commanded to write a fairytale of sorts out of it. Well the story was never finished and the love, well some things are only true while the rose petals are floating on the wind. Also please do not post elsewhere without my permission.
With all that said on with the show…
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The fall night had become increasingly cold as Willow and Oz stepped out of the theater. It seemed to cold for it only being October Willow knew that she wasn’t brave enough to ask Oz for his jacket. They had been fighting all night and only during the movie had there not been harsh words coming out of Oz’s mouth towards her. She couldn't understand why he was taking everything she said the wrong way.
“Oz I am not saying we cant still hang out and go out some, I am just saying that after two years together I think maybe we need time to see if this is what we still want” Willow said barely above a whisper.
“What do you mean Willow THIS IS what I want! I want you no one else and I don't even know how you think I could. Maybe it is YOU that wants someone else. Is that it? Is there someone else?” Grabbing her arm tightly he spun her around “Is that it? WHO IS HE WILLOW?” Oz said through clenched teeth.
“Oz let go your hurting my arm, there isn't anyone else, no one at all... Oz can you hear me your hurting me!”
“Well what do we have here, seems red said to take your paws off her. If I were you I would consider doing that pretty fast”
Willow turned behind them to see Spike walking nonchalantly up to them. He had hated to admit it but government chip or not he had always liked the redhead. Even when he was doing his best to be all big and bad man there was something about her that had made him feel, well more like a man then an animal. Oz looked like he was about to object to the vampires request and then slowly shook his head. Taking his hand away from her arm he set his jaw just so he didn't lose all face.
“Good puppy, you may be trainable yet” Spike said as he stopped in front of them both. “Red, your freezing”
“Oh, no Spike, I am okay I’m on my way to the Magic Box so it won’t be too much longer.”
“Still you’ll catch your death and there's no way I am letting the slayer blame me for that one as well” Taking his leather trench off he wrapped it around Willows shoulders. “Anyway, I wear it more for style then for the actual warmth you know? One’s got to at least keep up their appearance with style since well you know a tan out of the question” Spike said hoping to get a slight smile out of the redhead.
“Thank you Spike, Thank you”
Oz had watched the interaction between the two with anger building inside him. “Remember calmness; remember inner peace, WHY IS HE TOUCHING HER? IS THAT WHO SHE WANTS? Get it together Oz inner peace, tranquility, Willows yours, only yours, you made her who she is. She can only be yours.” Smiling the best fake smile he could at the two he cleared his throat. “So... Umm yeah freaking there for a bit sorry....must be getting close to the full moon or something” He paused enough to see if they were buying it... “Shouldn't we get to the Scooby meeting it is getting kind of late” Smile again make her think it was all her fault... That's it Oz there you go she is taking the bait.
Willow had turned to look at her boyfriend while he had been talking to them. It sounded like the Oz that she had fallen in love with but things had been so different the past few weeks. He was becoming more and more controlling and was losing his temper at her at the blink of an eye and then loving Oz would be back there at the next blink. He had also become rougher towards her physically. Never really hurting her, but he had been more aggressive towards sex as well and that was really disturbing her. Almost flying off the handle if she said no or trying to make her feel guilty until she gave in. She had started to talk to Buffy about it but had chickened out at the last minute. Ending the conversation with her by simply telling her that she felt as though something was missing. Not only from their relationship but from herself as well. Buffy had said that she understood, but somehow she didn’t think the blonde had.
“Yeah, we should get to the meeting before everyone starts to worry” trying to flash a reassuring smile more to herself then the other two she sat off walking the few remaining blocks to the Magic Shop.
The walk was quite, to quite Willow thought it felt like something was gathering and she couldn’t figure out what. It almost felt like they were in the calm before the storm but she knew that couldn't be. Sunnydale had been quite for months now and except for the occasional vampire or a demon that had took a wrong turn the hellmouth had been very inactive. Analyzing this while walking the last block Willow was suddenly jumping into Spikes arms as she heard a loud crash coming from an alley they were walking by. Oz didn't fail to notice though and the anger once again started boiling inside of him.
“She jumped to him, here I am and she jumps to him Mr. Peroxide himself with no pulse and an apparent very bad punk rock obsession.” He barely mumbled while letting out a soft growl.
Both Willow and Spike had heard the mumble but couldn't quite make out was said but the growl was heard very well. But with what they were seeing in front of them it left no time for their minds to process the “why” of it. Two figures could be seen half way down the alley. One was crouching over the bodies of what appeared to be some kind of demons Willow couldn't remember the name of. The other was staring in their direction eyes transfixed on them in what appeared neither a harming glare nor one of a friendship offering. The standing figure took a step forward before stopping again, Willow looked for the other figure that had been there but somehow they were already gone.
“YOU” the figure said to them before taking one more step towards them.
“Come on Red we have no business here” Spike said while taking her arm.
“But...” Willow said as she was for some reason drawn to the alley.
The figure looked as though it was about to take another step and then jerked its head to the side as if they heard something behind them. Looking once more in their direction it turned suddenly and walked the other way seemingly disappearing in thin air.
“Now Red, we have to get to the Magic Box and I mean now!” Spike said as he ushered her even faster down the street. “Come on puppy, your coming as well” he said while giving Oz a glare that would have made most people shy away.
Once more there was a growl floating across the air, but Willow failed to hear this one. She was to busy wondering what the sudden longing in her heart was.
TBC (maybe) keep going? Tuck my tail and run?
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To see her was to love her, and love no one but her.. and to love forever...
. Love sam xx 
I just hope he doesn't do anything stupid.
and rest assured I will see to Oz.
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Hi,
. Love sam xx 
. Why did they leave that dagger anyway??