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My Willow	By : Eagleblaze Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Tara/Willow Views: 3399 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer or the characters from the show. I'm writing this strictly for entertainment purposes, I make no profit.

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After eating and drinking, glad to wash down the taste of blood, Willow fell asleep. Tara had propped her leg up, and insisted she drink orange juice for the blood loss. When she woke, it was dark outside, and Tara was watching her carefully. Despite being a creepy action itself, Willow found herself oddly comforted, feeling safe. Ironic. Tara got up upon seeing she was awake, letting her drink some more of her blood before giving her a tray of food.
"I've got to go out again. You'll probably be able to walk now, carefully of course, but /don't/ open the door. Stick to the room." Willow nodded again, gulping down a spoonful of oatmeal, shocking herself with the statement that flew from her mouth.
"Please be safe out there." Tara seemed as shocked as her for a moment, then her face softened affectionately.
"If only for you, Willow." Then she left, and Willow was alone with her thoughts and guilt. After all the shocking kindness from a vampire she had been shown, she had still told her friends where exactly to find her. She didn't doubt Buffy would stake Tara, and the thought made her stomach flop. But she couldn't stay here forever, right? Vampires would still be evil, even if she had grown fond of this particular one. That couldn't change, right? Willow sighed, deciding to try walking again. Hesitantly, she swung her feet over the side of the bed, still slightly shocked that most, if not all the pain was gone. Slowly, she lowered herself to the floor and put her weight on her legs. She was unsteady at first, but gradually, she started to walk right. Catching sight of the window from the corner of her eye, she sighed, pulling a chair over to perch next to it. They were on the edge of town, so she didn't see people or many cars, but she still longed to go outside. Tara had taken her out but it wasn't the same. They were either in a car or underground most of the trip. Willow longed to feel the sun on her skin and a breeze in her hair. She longed to have some sense of freedom, instead of being trapped in one room for what seemed like years. She sat there for hours, watching the twinkling of stars and the swaying of tree branches longingly. She wondered if she even remembered what a flower smelled like, anymore. Maybe she was being dramatic, or maybe she just had a sad spell. But whatever the reason, she longed for the outside. Willow didn't notice when the door opened and closed softly, nor did she notice Taras solemn expression as she looked her over. "Hello, Willow." Tara greeted softly to make her presence known, heading for the bathroom, "I'm going to shower.. I'll be out soon." Willow nodded distantly, sighing and rising from the chair. She went to the bags from the bookstores, picking a book out and retreating back to the bed, propping herself up with some pillows and listening to the soft spray of the shower as she started to read. When Tara returned, Willow put a bookmark in her page and shut the book before looking over. The vampires hair was in a towel, and she wore a small nightgown. Willow couldn't help but admire how nice she looked. "What are you reading?" Tara asked softly, letting her hair down to comb it. Willow gulped at the sight,
"Uh.. Would you laugh if I said 'Wizard of Oz'?" Tara smiled, but didn't laugh,
"Of course not, its a nice story. Which is your favourite character?" Willow smiled back, answering sheepishly,
"The Lion." She looked down at her hands, picking at her nails, "Everyone expects him to be fierce and brave because the other lions are.. But even if he acts it, deep down, hes scared.." Tara frowned, sitting on the bed,
"Why do I feel theres more to that? It doesn't seem too general." Willow glanced at her briefly before looking back down,
"I.. I guess maybe I relate.. I mean.. The other scoobies they're all.. Ready for action and danger - even Xander! I try to be like that.. I guess.. I got into magic because.. I got sick of everyone protecting me.. Of not being able to actually help." She gripped the blanket harder, "When I resouled Angel.. They.. They were amazed! Then I.. I was able to offer some /actual/ help! I was.. I was.. Strong. I try to.. To keep a brave face on.. But.. But I'm.. I'm always so afraid, deep down.. I'm afraid one night Buffy wont come back.. I'm afraid one apocalypse will get the better of us.. I'm afraid I wont be able to protect the ones I love.. I.. I'm afraid that.. That all Buffys kindness and friendship was.. Was pity. That it was because.. She didn't think I was strong enough… I'm afraid I'll let them all down." A hand gently cupped her cheek, tenderly wiping a year away with a thumb. Sniffling in embarrassment Willow looked up at Taras gentle face,
"Sometimes, we are our worst enemies, Willow. You don't give yourself enough credit - You stuck around when things got tough, and you gave it your all. You're brave enough for just that. Most people would've run away from the horrors if this world - most /do/ - but you didn't. You chose to fight it. To help protect not only those you love, but those you don't even know. You're strong enough for doing that. You're good enough for just being /you/." Blue and green eyes locked, a tension rising around them. Neither could look away, nor did either particularly want to. Slowly, they inched closer until they closed the space between them, touching lips. Willow shivered at the twinge of electricity that resulted in it, leaning into Tara as she deepened the kiss. Finally, they both pulled away as Willow remembered the need to breathe. Willow gulped, not able to look away from Taras equally shocked face. Her lips still tingled pleasantly, and she found herself yearning for more. But she was shocked by herself. Suddenly Tara broke the silence with a silky voice, "Follow me, Willow.. I have something I'd like to show you." They took each other's hands and Tara led her from the mansion, out back and into the woods. There was a small dirt path, but other than that, the nature around them was untouched. Willow took it in gratefully, bouncing along happily. The sound of gentle flowing water caught her attention, sparking more curiousity. Finally, they reached a small clearing with different flowers coloring the soft green grass. A small creek went through the middle, a mossy log serving as a bridge. The area was gently lit with the moon and the blinking of fireflies. Willow looked to Tara with wide eyes,
"Did you make this?" Tara shook her head with a gentle smile, leading Willow to a soft, cool and dry surface of a rock, sitting. Willow sat next to her, watching in awe as a firefly landed right on the vampires palm. Tara smiled at it did, looking to her calmly,
"I planted some of the flowers.. But other than that, I found it like this." The blonde looked back at the scene, watching the firefly fly off. "I sometimes come here just to.. Sit.. Or I'll tend to the flowers and the grass.. It was.." Tara looked into her eyes, "It was too beautiful to ignore." Willow stared at her quietly, {Is she talking about more than the creek..? Agh, Get your mind straight Rosenberg! Of course she isn't!} Taras soft smile grew, and she stood. Willow followed, noticing that neither had ever released their hands. Tara stepped onto the log, carefully helping her up. Willow bit her lip anxiously as she joined the vampire on the makeshift bridge. Tara tilted her head affectionately, taking small, careful steps backwards, keeping their eyes locked, "Its sturdy, I won't let you fall - and even if you did, its not a far drop.. Just keep your eyes on me.." Willow took a deep breath and let herself get sucked into the other womans eyes. Within seconds, Tara stepped down and helped her do the same. Willow laughed in embarassment as she glanced back at the log. {Why was I afraid to cross that? Idiot!} Tara caught her frustration and simply tilted her chin towards an area of just grass. "I decided not to add anything in this area yet… I thought it deserved something special." Giving Willow a soft peck on the cheek that made her blush, Tara went behind a tree, grabbing a pot. Willow narrowed her eyes in confusion on the sapling inside. "I think I've come up with an amazing answer.. I want to plant this with you.. Right here." Their eyes met again, "I think you should have your own Willow tree… I already found mine." Willow actually started tearing up at the thoughtfulness. Taras face fell when she saw the tears, so Willow rushed to explain,
"I-Its just.. No one has ever.. This is.. Its so.. So sweet.." Again, guilt clutched at Willows stomach. Tara rushed to embrace her with her free hand, holding the potted sapling in the other.
"Sh.. Its alright.. I understand." Tara sighed and looked up, "We dont have much longer until daylight.. How about we get this little guy settled in his new home?" Willow blinked her tears and guilt away, smiling and nodding. Apparently, Tara was all prepared, because she gathered a shovel from behind the same tree. She went to start on a hole, but Willow stopped her with a sheepish grin,
"Can.. Can I do it..?" Tara smirked and nodded, handing her the shovel,
"Have you dug with a shovel before?" Willow blushed,
"Of course!" It wasn't a complete lie.. She had dug in /sand/ with a plastic shovel before. Tara raised her eyebrows, waving towards the ground,
"Just uh.. Dont knock yourself out? It's heavier than you'd think, especially full of dirt-" Willow pouted, determined to show Tara she could do it. She stabbed the tip of the shovel into the ground, using her foot to push it in as she had seen in movies. It took a bit of effort, but she got it in. When she tried to pick up the dirt with the shovel, however, it proved a lot harder. The shovel wouldn't move, so she tried another way, growling in frustration. Finally, she just pressed on the handle, putting all her weight on it. "Willow - I wouldn't rec-"
"Eep!" Willow squealed as the shovel abruptly came free, sending her to the ground with the handle, and the dirt into the air. The air knocked from her, Willow didn't have the chance to defend herself from the falling dirt. But Tara was suddenly hovering over her, blocking most of the dirt, eyes locked again. When the dirt shower stopped, Tara straightened, helping her up. Willow searched her expression anxiously, shocked when Tara burst into laughter. After a couple seconds, Willow joined her. Once they were done laughing, Tara picked up the shovel, staring at her with a look that teased 'I told you so'. Willow fake pouted as Tara finished digging the hole, then perked up when Tara waved to the sapling,
"Would you like to do the honors? Just be very careful-" Willow smiled, gently picking up the sapling with some of the soil around it, lowering it carefully into the hole and patting dirt over the rest of the hole. She looked back to see Tara blinking at her affectionately. Finally, Tara helped her up,
"We should get back.. The suns coming up." As they returned to the path, hand in hand, Willow forgot she was with a vampire. No, she saw a beautiful lady walking alongside her.. And holding her hand, Willow felt truly safe.

((Gosh, why was this chapter so long? I guess I couldn't find a place to stop? Anyway, enjoy.))
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