Title: Blue Angel

Author: Taras Shadow – hollynight03@yahoo.ca

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Joss Whedon, ME and UPN. Except, of course, any Originals.

Feedback: Yes please, everything is welcome

Pairings: W/T

Rating: PG 13 – R (if any higher, I will let you know)

Summary: Willow Rosenberg isn’t who she thinks she is and Tara Maclay will guide her through a rough battle between the Heavens and Hell.



**Note: Angst is a must in this fic, heartache and losses. Also a little of the happy side to even things out.

Flashbacks or in italics



**Note #2: I also split this up into parts and chapters which will be either in Tara’s POV, Willow’s POV, or just narrated by the third person. I hope this doesn’t confuse you.



**Last Note: I will be working on this from time to time, I also want to finish up NANLT! Thank you for those who are being patient and waiting. I will have an update up soon. But first, let’s see how this goes so far. Let me know what you think.



Blue Angel



Prologue

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The Light. The bright star that shone through that night. She came to me, in my dreams, in my heart, in my memory. She spoke so softly, the sound of her voice rung through my ears, through my body, through every inch of my being.



She held me so close, so close there were no space between us. There was never any space between us, just skin or a sheer robe, whispered words, feather light touches. I felt safe there, in the warmth that was her. I never saw her face until that evening, when the powder blue vale fell from her head and her beauty was unravelled.



“Don’t be afraid.” She whispered. “Don’t be afraid when I tell you, you’re the one.”



I remember being confused, I remember giving her a look like no other. I wasn’t sure if I hurt her or not, if I did, she hid it well.



I never got her name, no name. Just Beautiful. I called her: Beautiful Blue Angel. Her eyes were the colour of the bluest sky, her smile was as wide as the ocean. Her voice, her voice couldn’t be compared to anything. It was so genuine, so enchanting, so…her.



“Come lay with me.” She whispered, patting the mattress.



I looked at her as she spread across my bed, her arms open and inviting. “Okay.” I nodded softly and crawled in next to her. “Who are you?” I asked gently, staring at the wall in front of me, focusing on her breathing.



“I am yours.” She replied simply.



I smiled and let out a soft laugh. She was mine, and mine alone; but who was she? “Blue Angel, who are you?” I asked again, more softer but firmer. She wouldn’t answer until I turned my body to took at her. I watched her features and stared into her eyes intently for the first time. I couldn’t shake the feeling she gave me: Comfort.



“My name is Tara, Tara Maclay.” Blue Angel closed her eyes. “I come from a generation of Angels. We protect the innocent, we save them, we guide them.”



“Angels?” I quirked an eyebrow, this woman was just so beautiful, I really had no reason not to believe she was an Angel. From Heaven. But why does she want me?



Blue Angel nodded her head and smiled softly. “We’re not sent from God, Willow. We aren’t those kind of Angels. We protect those who hold a lot of power, who need guidance onto their road of destiny.”



“Isn’t that what the Angels of God do too?” I asked, somewhat baffled. “So you’re not from Heaven?”



Her grip tightened around my waist and squeezed gently. “I am from Heaven, I am from above and I do watch upon those. So many levels of Heaven, so many kinds of Angels. I can’t exactly tell you what God’s Angels do, it’s really out their for those who believe and what to believe in. Those Angels watch upon you, yes, but they also guide you through rough times when you’re dying or someone else is in need of strength.”



“Am I dying?” My eyes went wide and she giggled at me.



“No sweetheart, you are not dying.”



I was confused, here was this Angel in my bed, holding me, but why? I needed answers. Willow Rosenberg doesn’t rest until she receives answers.



“Have you ever heard of the Mother Goddess?”



“You mean the Goddess who was captured and sent to hell because she never protected her own children from Satan’s Minions?”



“That would be the one.”



“I have, obviously.” I grinned at her, the moonlight glowing over her body curves.



“Willow?” She sat up and took my hand. “I want to explain everything to you, I need too. But I’d rather show you.”



I watched her face scrunch up, I know it’s supposed to be a serious moment, but she’s so adorable with her thinking face. “What is it?”



“You have to be prepared for what you’re going to see. Some of it is nice and you’ll love what you’ll remember, but sweetie, most of it is hard to understand and grasp. Okay?”



I nodded and took her hands in mine. “I trust you.”



She smiled her lopsided smile. “You should.”



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TBC



~Holly~

"I've got this ache, and I thought it was for sex, but it's to tear everything to fucking pieces." Ginger - Ginger Snaps

Hey baby!



Hope everything's going great over there.

Now, first of all, I'm gonna say MORE!

And, why don't I have a blue Angel? I seem to have a little devil inside though, that makes me do a lot of bad, bad things.

We miss you in the chats.



Hope to see you soon!

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"See? I've mastered this tact crap." Anya in Tears Of The Goddess by Lisa



The course of love doesn’t always run smooth, especially for the neurotic and accident-prone. ~ LadyB

Washi! Hey You! *tackles*



Aww, y'all miss me in chats?



Wellll..I'm not in the States right now, kind of had more time to work on updates and new fics and such. Long story about what happened, sort of.



Anyway, more to come I have Chapter one finished. I just want to go ver it, even though it's really short lol.



Thank you!



~Holly~

"I've got this ache, and I thought it was for sex, but it's to tear everything to fucking pieces." Ginger - Ginger Snaps

Sorry for the double post.



Title: Blue Angel

Author: Taras Shadow – hollynight03@yahoo.ca

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Joss Whedon, ME and UPN. Except, of course, any Originals.

Feedback: Yes please, everything is welcome

Pairings: W/T

Rating: PG 13 – R (if any higher, I will let you know)

Summary: Willow Rosenberg isn’t who she thinks she is and Tara Maclay will guide her through a rough battle between the Heavens and Hell.

Flashbacks or in italics







Chapter One



The stream flowed freely below her feet as she floated across to the valley. “Did you go to her?” Asked a soothing voice.



“I did Momma.” Tara stopped in front of a large Oak Tree, setting down a tray of honey oat crackers and freshly made tea. “I have to show her, I need too.”



“She’ll be in a great deal of shock Tara.”



Tara looked up at the older woman and hung her head slightly. “I know.”



“Prepare her for what’s to come, we can’t win this battle without her. If we lose this battle, our whole generation of Angels may be washed out, swiped from history. Same with The Mother Goddesses.”



“I know we need her Momma, but she may need time after I show her, she may need time to take things in. The world she lives in, it’s all faux memories, part of her never really existed in the time she grew to love and know.” Tara kneeled by the stream and waved hands in the clear water, she watched closely as she took a look into the day of Willow Rosenberg:



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“Go Willow!” Xander cheered on the small redhead after she ran up to him saying she won the Science Fair Project.



“I can’t believe I won it!” Willow jumped up and down, holding her ribbon tightly to her chest.



“Please, you like win those things every single year.” Buffy smirked.



“Yeah, back in High School, but hello, College here! This was something that everyone in Sunnydale entered.” Willow looked at her best friends with an amused look. “Lunch is on me!”



“Really?” Xander and Buffy rubbed their hands together, smiles plastered on their faces.



“Yeah, mom and dad are out of the State again and left me money for whatever reasons. And I think this calls for celebration, dontchya think?” Willow’s eyes shimmered.



“True. But shouldn’t one of us take you out?” Buffy asked going through her purse as well as Xander went through his wallet and change.



“Why don’t Buffy and I treat you to lunch?” Xander wrapped his arms around Willow and Buffy’s shoulder.



“Really?” Willow beamed.



“Yes, let us treat you to this lunch.” Buffy smiled and walked along with her best friends.



_ _ _



“Those friends of hers protect her through anything.” Tara leaned back on the green grass.



“True friends do that, My Tara.” The older woman lay down beside the younger blonde. “The World they live in, exists. It exists of demons and evil raptures, something the Minions of Hell look forward to taking over. The guardian of that place belongs to one young girl, and one girl alone.”



“The Slayer.” Tara finished.



“Right. Only she can truly prevent what’s going to happen on her land, her territory. Others may lend a helpful hand but when it comes down to it, the Slayer is the key to stop all things horrid.”



“But she can’t always do it alone, Momma. Willow has power and she helps her, the boy, Xander, is a big key to their battles. He’s like the back bone, he keeps them in check.”



“Who’s to say they’re not part of the Slayer’s circle?” The Older Angel sat up and looked past the empty valley. “We guide the Slayer, Tara. But only she alone knows what is best. As for Willow, we need her here, with us. Mother Goddess will reek havoc down in the deepest Chambers of Hell, and when she does, Us Angels will be heading into battle to help save her before they come here and tear our whole existence away.”



“I have to make her believe that she doesn’t really exist down there, don’t I? I have to help guide her through many thoughts and memories that were just placed there to help her exist until this day arrives. I have to tell her, she’s the Key.” Tara whispered and cried a little knowing the young woman she’s been watching over, will be hurting so much once her world is taken away.



“Tara, do not shed tears now, Willow was meant to be here, by our side. She is meant to help win this battle…she’s a powerful Goddess. And you, my sweet Blue Angel, are the one to guide her.”



Tara smiled a bit knowing it was her who got to spend time with her new ‘charge’. Would charge even be the right name? With her Goddess, she would rather be the Angel to guide the Goddess into something so hard to comprehend, than have a stranger do it. No other Angel may have took the time out to spend every night in the arms of the gorgeous redhead.



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TBC



~Holly~

"I've got this ache, and I thought it was for sex, but it's to tear everything to fucking pieces." Ginger - Ginger Snaps

Interesting concept!



more?



~Arwen



ps: and PLEASEEEE update NANLT ...

Hear That Baby? You're My Always... Willow

Hey Holly!



I like this! They are so sweet. And Tara has her mom which is always nice.

And it's so interesting! I can't wait to see what happenes!



Vladimira

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"They say true friend knows song in your heart.

You're my song when I'm torn apart."

Lifetime, Me

Aaa....Hello Hol

Gotta say....it's really intresting...I'm a little bit confused... but I'm pretty sure that soon everything will be clear in my... ahm...head

Basically what I'm saying is...... MORE PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And yeah.....we miss you in chats Come back....



M.

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"..I feel you, I taste you, I cannot forget, everytime it rains I get wet..." (c) Ace of Base

Title: Blue Angel

Author: Taras Shadow – hollynight03@yahoo.ca

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Joss Whedon, ME and UPN. Except, of course, any Originals.

Feedback: Yes please, everything is welcome

Pairings: W/T

Rating: PG 13 – R (if any higher, I will let you know)

Summary: Willow Rosenberg isn’t who she thinks she is and Tara Maclay will guide her through a rough battle between the Heavens and Hell.



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Chapter Two



I watched her sleep so peacefully as she lay in my arms, snuggled up close. I couldn’t believe this young creature is the Key to stop Hell from taking over. Her body was so tiny and lithe, but her grip was undeniably strong. Her hands were resting on my back, her fingertips idly caressing like she does every night. I only wear a sheer blue gown when I visit her with pieces of cloth in certain places, I’m not ashamed that she can see me.



It was late one night, when her eyes finally roamed over my body for the first time, she was always so polite and modest. I smile and bring her fingers up to my lips. “Never be afraid to touch me.” I whispered.



“Okay.” She nodded and let out a soft sigh. “I’m a little cold.”



I pulled back the blankets and watched her climb in as I climbed in behind her. We talked for hours about the existence of life. “If I were to ever not exist, I’d want it to be for a good reason.” That’s what she told me before falling asleep.



So here we were, in her bed, I’m watching her sleep and going over in my mind what she had meant when she told me about her existence. I traced my fingertips over the junction of her shoulder and neck, I like to lay there and count the freckles on her body.



“Blue Angel?”



“I’m here.” I whisper into the dusky lit room, wrapping my arms tighter around her.



“Are you my Guardian Angel?” She asked, her eyes still closed and her fingers still tracing idly.



“Something like that.” I kissed the top of her head.



“Will I find out soon?”



I nodded my head and brushed my lips over her forehead. “For now, just take the comfort I give you.”



“I do.” She whispered and snuggled closer. “I do.” She said one last time before drifting back to sleep.



I sighed and looked up a the ceiling, my task would not be easy. How do you tell someone their entire life is all planted in there memory? I was certain Willow wouldn’t hate me when I told her everything, a part of me thinks she already knows deep down. She trusts me and she feels safe and that’s all the reassurance I need right now.



Momma was right though, the Slayer is the one to protect this world. It is her strength that can stop things that happen here, but if Willow doesn’t help with our world, the Hell Minions may just take over every universe there is. No one knows what’s to come, no one knows exactly what we’re going into battle for, but it’s about time we all gather as one and put those Minions in there place.

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Morning came quickly as I was lost in my thoughts, usually I’m out of this room before Willow wakes up. But today was different, I fell asleep in her arms and woke up there too. Her green eyes were looking at me, the smile on her lips were curled into a cute smile.



“Good morning.” She whispered and continued to look at me, smiling.



“Morning.” I whisper back. The sun was shining through the red curtains, casting a faint red glow on Willow’s figure.



“Sleep well?” She asked me in a teasing voice.



“I did.”



“You never sleep here…” A frown appeared on her face and she sat up a little. “Are you showing me today?”



“No Willow.” I brushed hair out of her eyes and caressed away the small frown that formed on her forehead.



“When?”



“Soon.” I cooed and stretched a bit.



“Can you stay? Where do you go when you leave me? Can I came and visit sometime?” This woman always had so many questions.



“I can’t stay, I must go back to my Heaven, and someday I will bring you up for a visit.” I smiled and pulled her in for a hug. “By the way,” I pulled back and cupped her face. “Congratulations on your Science Fair Project.”



“Thank you.” She ducked her head and smiled. “Blue Angel?”



“Yes?”



“Thank you.” She softly smiled and I nodded my head, not knowing what to say. I placed a kiss on her forehead and was about to orb out. “And Willow?”



Willow looked up at me with a questioning look.



“Please call me Tara.” I grin and blew a kiss before orbing out. I could hear the grin on her face and the small giggle she let once I left. Yes, I will make this easier for the both of us, I will guide Willow through anything.



Anything.



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~Holly~

"I've got this ache, and I thought it was for sex, but it's to tear everything to fucking pieces." Ginger - Ginger Snaps

Hey

K...that chapter took care of one of my questions....Tara orbs in and out It's like Leo in Charmed?

Now...at first I thought that to Willow, Tara was some kinda dream or something? "The Light. The bright star that shone through that night. She came to me, in my dreams, in my heart, in my memory" ....not real...and here she is...sleeping with her, embracing her and etc...My question is...when did she realised that Tara is well...real? When she saw her face? And why she wasn't afraid? because she can feel?

And why does Tara sleep with her? To build that comfort? to make Willow trust her? Why does Tara need to be down? "No other Angel may have took the time out to spend every night in the arms of the gorgeous redhead." Does that mean only in Willow's case or every case(they didn't take time)? that they don't have to actually go to earth...that they guide from..well...above?

I do have to tell ya that I had fever...so if....well.... I have an excuse for this: FEVER!!!!!!

And damn I love this "blue angel"...it's soo.....



I want more!!!!!!!!! as usually I really do love your writting...



M.

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"..I feel you, I taste you, I cannot forget, everytime it rains I get wet..." (c) Ace of Base

Intriguing concept. So Willow Is a type of key?



Beautiful start by the way.

Tara: My heart doesn't stutter.


Tara: Willow, I got so lost.

Willow: I found you. I will always find you.

Holly ,

MOR MORE MORE and if I didn't mn, MORE! I love this fic! So is the 'Key'? What kinda 'Key'? We talking 'Glory type Key' or just 'very important to plan type key'? as an :angle. That I can so see. and are so sweet already. I can't wait to more. Update soon, please?





Grace

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"Fate keeps on happening."--Anita Loos

Beautiful and captivating...



So, Willow is a goddess who doesn't know it yet, and Tara is the angel who is supposed to help her see her destiny and prepare her for a battle... this is utterly brilliant!



I also have to mention how great it is that you have Tara wearing only a sheer blue robe when she visits Willow... gets me wondering how I would react if I ever woke up in the middle of the night to find a scantily clad Tara in bed next to me... telling me to feel her comfort... *Sigh* Thank you for this fic... uptade very soon please!



~Cyn

Kittens, thank you for the feedback Here's a lil more.



Title: Blue Angel

Author: Taras Shadow – hollynight03@yahoo.ca

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Joss Whedon, ME and UPN. Except, of course, any Originals.

Feedback: Yes please, everything is welcome

Pairings: W/T

Rating: PG 13 – R (if any higher, I will let you know)

Summary: Willow Rosenberg isn’t who she thinks she is and Tara Maclay will guide her through a rough battle between the Heavens and Hell.





Chapter Three



“Willow! Look out!” Buffy yelled as a demon came pouncing towards the redhead.



Willow turned around and screamed some in Latin, causing the beast to vanish in flames. “Whoa!” She fell backwards at the force of it all.



“Are you okay?” Xander asked out of breath. “What the hell was that?” He asked.



“Witch foo.” Buffy smirked. “Are you okay Willow?”



Willow nodded her head and began to stand up. “Whoa.” She fell again feeling a wave of nausea sweep through her body. “The world is spinning.” She mumbled before blacking out.



“Willow!” Buffy and Xander knelt down beside her. “Willow? Come on, answer us.”



Willow’s face scrunched up and she let out a small whine. “Ow.”



“Willow?”



“Get them off of me!” Willow screamed and sat straight up, frantically brushing invisible things off her arms and legs.



Xander grabbed Willow and held her close. “Shh, it’s okay Willow, we’re here.”



“What the hell was that?” Buffy hissed at her best friends. “What kind of Magic was that Willow?”



“Where’d the frogs go?” Willow asked, searching her body for evil little green creatures. “There were no frogs, were there?” She asked in a tiny voice.



“No. But Willow, you seriously blacked out there, what was that?” Xander asked again, loosening his grip on his best friend.



“I…I don’t know.” Willow looked wide eyed. “I did the same incantation I do for dusting vamps, but this felt weird. It felt like that evil demon was supposed to be killed a different way, it took so much energy from me and the next thing I know, I was laying in a puddle of green frogs, taunting me.”



Buffy couldn’t help but smirk at her quirky friend. “Come on, I think we should call it a night.”



Willow hopped up on her feet and agreed all to quickly. “Yes, call it a night, I’m tired.” She stretched and yawned, she couldn’t wait to be snuggled by her Angel, her Blue Angel.



“Okay.” Buffy shook her head and looked back to the spot where the demon was flamed. “Wait,” The Slayer picked up a fire red stone and inspected it. “Weird, ‘Gate 13’.” She read the small engraving. “I think we should take this to Giles in the morning, Willow, whatever you vanquished, it’s something huge, it has to be. If your Magic backfired, something is up.”



Willow nodded. “I will ask Tara about it.” She said out of nowhere.



“Tara?” Xander raised his eyebrow.



Willow mentally slapped her forehead, she never told her friends about the Angel that kept her company every night.



“Who’s Tara?” Buffy asked.



“Uh…” Willow hesitated. “Tara is an Angel who has been sleeping with me for the past week.”



Xander got an amused look on his face and was about to give Willow a high five, when Buffy freaked.



“What?! Sleeping with you? Willow! An Angel? What?!”



“No! Not sleeping as in, sexing things up, not that I’d min-“



“Willow!” Buffy stomped her foot lightly.



“Her name is Tara, I call her Blue Angel, she’s my Angel. I don’t know where exactly she’s from but she says she’s here to protect and guide me.” Willow explained.



“From what?” The Slayer stepped back a bit.



“I don’t know, she has yet to tell me.” Willow softly sighed. “But she’s not evil and she means well.”



“Why didn’t you tell us before?” The young man asked.



“Because I wasn’t sure what to say. She’s an Angel from one of many Heavens, that’s all I know. I’m supposed to help with the Mother Goddess.”



“Mother Goddess?” Buffy put her thinking face on. “Giles talked a lot about her, she was captured wasn’t she? Like, Centuries ago.”



Willow nodded her head. “Buff, I don’t know what she wants or why she wants me, but I will find out soon and I’ll let you know, okay? Trust me.”



“Fine, but tomorrow we’re going to Giles and we’re going to discuss this with him.” Buffy started to walk again.



“So…sleeping with an Angel?” Xander poked his best friend.



“Xander, shut up.” Willow growled.



_ _ _



Willow stepped into her room and stood in shock to find Tara floating above the bed, whispering something she couldn’t make out. “Tara?”



The Angel opened her eyes and moved her head to look at Willow. “Hey sweetie.” She grinned and floated herself down to the surface of the bed. “Sorry, meditating, I wasn’t sure how long you’d be in the shower.”



“Oh.” Willow blushed and grew crimson red. “I forgot you could see me always.”



“True, but I don’t peek darling. I know exactly when to respect privacy, besides, I don’t use my vision most of the time, I use my other senses. I sense things, I listen, but rarely ever look during private moments.” Tara sat cross legged and stared at Willow, who was dressed in a white tank top and blue boxers.



“Rarely?” Willow smirked and crawled onto the bed. “Private?”



“Welll…” Tara blushed. “You forget that we’re just like you, we do the same things, we aren’t ghosts.” She wiggled her fingers.



“Do the same…oh!” Willow burst into giggles. “You know, I really like you.” She said.



“I’m glad, because I like you too.” Tara grinned. “I brought something for you.” She pulled a rectangular box out from under the bed and handed it to Willow. “It’s something you may need or may want to wear…when you’re alone.”



Willow raised her eyebrows and opened the box pulling out a similar sheer gown to Tara’s, only white. “Wow.” She looked at it. “It’s very…see through.”



“That’s why you wear these with it.” Tara pulled out cloths and stood up on the bed, modelling her own wear. “See?” She laid one piece over her chest and the other like panties.



“So just wear this around myself?” The red head quirked another eyebrow.



“Or whoever.” Tara shrugged and sat back down. “I just thought you’d like it, besides, it’s all we wear up there.” Tara pointed upwards.



“Are they all as gorgeous as you?” Willow teased and turned her back to throw off her tank top. After dressing in her new gown, she turned around and showed Tara.



Tara licked her lips and smirked a little. “You look perfect.”



“Thank you.” Willow said. “I feel kind of naked though.”



“You get used of it.” Tara replied putting the empty box on the floor.



“So if you watch all the time…then chances are you saw what happened earlier.” Willow sat back and studied her new friend.



“I did.” Tara nodded. “Are you okay?” She asked concerned, touching Willow’s knee lightly.



“I’m fine, a little clueless and confused as to what happened.” Willow frowned.



“Magic.” Tara answered. “Wrong incantation for the wrong demon.”



“Wrong? It’s kills either way, how could that be wrong?”



“You have yet to understand, Willow.” Tara looked at the woman in front of her.



“Then help me understand.” Willow pleaded softly.



“The Slayer has what you need, the little engraved stone. That is a key from the thirteenth gate.”



“What’s the thirteenth gate?”



“Where Mother Goddess is locked away. The darkest of all Hell, where the Minions guard day and night. That demon was sent here to stir up some trouble, to cause a lot of misinterpretations, and it’s going to work if I don’t show you things soon.”



“Show me.” Willow whispered. “Show what I need to know, how can I protect my friends?”



“This isn’t about protecting your friends Willow, this is about protecting your kind.” Tara softly caressed Willow’s cheek with her thumb.



“My kind?”



“Tonight, I will begin to show you the realms of this world in which you belong to, but there will be no going back.” Tara closed her eyes and rested her forehead against Willow’s. “You just say the word, and we’ll get started.”



“Tara?” Willow whispered. “Should I be scared?”



Tara looked into Willow’s worried face and smiled sadly. “I’m right here with you.”



“So I should be scared but I trust you...I’m ready.”



“Close your eyes sweetie and relax.” Tara pressed her lips to Willow’s ear and began to count backwards from one hundred, slowly feeling their bodies drift onto a different plane and explore what will be ahead of them and into the past of Willow Rosenberg’s life.



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~Holly~

"I've got this ache, and I thought it was for sex, but it's to tear everything to fucking pieces." Ginger - Ginger Snaps

Edited by: Taras Shadow  at: 9/28/03 10:31 am

What a wonderful concept. Tara is like an Angel, glad to know Willow is not adverse to sleeping with Tara. I think I like where Tara is from if that is what they wear. I think Willow's going to have a hard time accepting she must leave those she loves behind.

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"Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose."

-Me & Bobby
McGee

hmmmm Tara watching everything....



and now begins the "fun"!





~Arwen

Hear That Baby? You're My Always... Willow

This an interesting idea for a story. I like the idea of being 's guardian angel.



I'm definitely looking forward to seeing where you take this.

Anya in a wimple...I'd pay full admission for that. Gods Served And Abandoned - by Antigone Unbound

ahm...hello????

You can't stop there!!!!!!Can you?

ah....Tara can see EVERYTHING..... I loved where Willow was teasing Tara... aww....the sheer gown... ....and and....they DO the same things...

K...Want More



M.

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"..I feel you, I taste you, I cannot forget, everytime it rains I get wet..." (c) Ace of Base

I am curious. Isn't against the rules for an Angel to become romantically involved either their charges?



It will be interesting to see how they deal with this.

Tara: My heart doesn't stutter.


Tara: Willow, I got so lost.

Willow: I found you. I will always find you.

Holly ,

Great update! I loved it! :wilow hada lil slipp up there. Love the nightgown brought for her. I can't wait to see what shows . Can't wait to more. Update soon, please?







Grace

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"Fate keeps on happening."--Anita Loos

Not saying a thing....



But a month (well almost...minus 6 days.... )....

I know I know....computer is a whore....and stuff....just

.....

Well...me is and and I'll stop buggin ya

as if....LMAO I remember....



M.

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"..I feel you, I taste you, I cannot forget, everytime it rains I get wet..." (c) Ace of Base

Hey Holly!



I'm really looking forward to seeing where you're taking this! It's very interesting!!!



Update soon, please! AND NANLT too! PLEASE??????









-Cin

i know this is like a year old lol, but its great!!!

Will there be an update? :o I love angel-Tara...

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"Amber, if you could be any inanimate object in the world, what would it be?" And I would respond by saying, "Well, Rob, I always wanted to be a rock, a really big one." - Amber Benson

hey just found this fic and i must say i really like it...i can see tara as an angel-y type thing...especially they get to wear see-through clothes!! im all for that...lol...great fic though...cant wait to read more!



~mel

'The Cat in the Hat' is fine, just not during sex.--Alyson Hannigan

I love you, Angel. Je T'aime gorgeous.



~*Belle*~

"Life is eternal; it has no beginning and no end. The loving friends we meet on our journey return to us time after time. We never die, because we were never really born."

WOO HOO Holly!!!



I didn't know about this fic until I was going back a few threads to see what good stories I had missed and the I found this one. I love it, just want some more. I hope you are still updating this fic. I dont' know if I can go another day without an update, heehee. Anyhoo, great story and I hope to see more soon. Take care. =)

Aaron

'Tarababy77'

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"Don't buy into all the media crap. Love yourself for who you are, not what others THINK you should look like. It's DEFINITELY more important in this life to love each other despite our imperfections." - Amber Benson

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