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New Paths	By : Kinetickid Category: BtVS AU/AR > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 9889 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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�Tara, honestly, there�s nothing to be worried about.� Buffy sighs heavily as Tara fidgets beside her as they walk up the walkway. �How come you all of a sudden got nervous?�

�Buffy� I�ve never met one of my girlfriend�s parents before, not as being a girlfriend.� Tara admits, her eyes showing her nervousness.

Buffy threads her fingers through her lover�s, squeezing gently. �Its okay, Tara. I promise. Mom will probably end up liking you more than me.� Buffy smiles engagingly at her lover.

Tara whimpers quietly, before taking a deep breath and nodding her head as they finish going up the steps to the nice two story house. Watching as Buffy turns the knob, entering the house and pulling her in behind her.

�Mom?� Buffy calls out softly, after noticing she wasn�t in the living room.

�In here, dear.� Joyce answers from the kitchen as she finishes placing the two whole chickens in the oven for dinner. Closing the oven door, Joyce turns around, unable to hide the surprise on her face at the beautiful blonde woman blushing lightly and looking down at the floor. Almost having expected Buffy to hook up with more of a masculine woman for some reason. Shaking her head at the realization, Joyce mentally smacks herself at her wanting to stereotype her daughter.

�Mom, this is Tara. Tara, this is my mom, Joyce Summers.� Buffy introduces the two women, gently tugging on Tara�s hand.

�Hi, Mrs. S-summers.� Tara looks up, unconsciously straightening her back and holding out her free hand to Buffy�s mom, smiling shyly.

�Hello, Tara.� Joyce shakes the woman�s hand, seeing the shy and worried look in her blue eyes. Smiling softly at the woman to hopefully set her at ease, Joyce gently squeezes Tara�s hand before releasing it. �Would you like something to drink?�

Buffy releases Tara�s hand, winking at her lover as she walks to the refrigerator. �We have water, juice, milk, soda and I�m sure mom would be happy to make tea or coffee also.�

�Juice is fine.� Tara relaxes a little more as Joyce chuckles quietly.

�I�m fixing baked chicken along with stuffing, green beans and corn on the cob. Is that okay with you two?� Joyce looks from Buffy to Tara and back again.

Tara nods quickly, blushing lightly. �That�s fine. You d-didn�t have to g-go to all that trouble.� Tara glances over at Buffy as her lover gently starts rubbing her back.

�Easy, love. She isn�t going to bite your head off.� Buffy murmurs quietly into Tara�s ear. �Willow made up with us last night.� Buffy announces quietly, having kept her mom abreast of the situation.

�Did she say what was causing her to have the problem with you two?� Joyce questions curiously as the three women make their way into the living room. Joyce sitting down in the chair, watching as Tara sits in the corner of the couch closest to her with Buffy practically sitting right against the woman. Biting back a smile, Joyce lifts her soda to take a sip.

�She was jealous of Tara, thinking Tara was going to take her place.� Buffy smiles softly at the Wicca. �She knows better now. Will�s will always be my best friend.�

Tara smiles back at her lover, gently leaning into Buffy�s side.

�Good. So things are progressing nicely between you two, I take it.� Joyce raises an eyebrow as both women blush and look down.

�Uh, you could say that.� Buffy bites her lip as she looks up, the blush still on her face but her eyes twinkling merrily at her mom. Seeing her mom start to blush, Buffy chuckles quietly. �We�re getting along great, mom. Tara�s even been helping me out with some of my classes and homework.�

�So you are actually learning something while being in college�� Joyce smirks slightly as Buffy growls playfully at her. �What are you studying?� Joyce questions Tara softly.

�Business Management, with a minor in Art History.� Tara admits softly.

�She�s a Junior.� Buffy explains to her mom as she relaxes back against the couch, letting her arm rest along Tara�s back, gently massaging it to help her relax more. �And she doesn�t know what you do.� Buffy smirks at her mother.

Joyce raises an eyebrow at her daughter, before laughing quietly at the confused look crossing Tara�s face.

�I own the local Art Gallery in town.� Joyce chuckles at the surprise crossing Tara�s face. �Small world, wouldn�t you say?�

�Yes, it is.� Tara shakes her head, chuckling quietly. �I love Art, unfortunately a degree in Art usually won�t get you very far. Business Management and office skills will get a person a lot farther nowadays.� Tara admits, smiling at the nodding agreement coming from Joyce.

�So what do you like to do?� Joyce questions, leaning back in her chair and crossing her legs getting comfortable.

�Besides go to c-classes and study?� Tara quirks her eyebrow, laughing quietly as Joyce rolls her eyes, grinning at her. �Spend time with your daughter.� Tara answers simply, the caring obvious in her tones and in her eyes.

Joyce purses her lips and slowly nods her head at the caring she sees. �What about family?�

Buffy unconsciously stiffens becoming alert, surprised when she feels Tara gently grasp her thigh and squeeze.

�It�s okay, honey.� Tara squeezes Buffy�s thigh again, before patting it gently, knowing the question was going to come out eventually. �My m-mother died when I w-was seventeen.� Tara admits quietly, the pain obvious in her voice. �My f-father and b-brother are b-back home on the f-farm.� Tara�s stutter becomes more pronounced. �We d-don�t exactly s-see or t-talk to each other any m-more.�

Joyce unconsciously shifts forward, looking from Tara who�d dropped her head and was hiding behind her hair to look over at Buffy who�s wrapped her arm around Tara and was hugging her gently. Seeing Buffy look sadly at her and shake her head, Joyce sighs quietly. �I�m sorry, I didn�t mean to bring up bad memories.�

�It�s okay.� Tara shakes her head, leaning heavier into Buffy�s offered comfort. �We d-didn�t exactly s-split on the b-best of t-terms. They d-didn�t want m-me to come to c-college.�

�Shhh. Tara, you don�t have to talk about it, if you don�t want to.� Buffy whispers softly, stroking her hand gently over Tara�s back, trying to calm the Wicca. Leaning forward, she sets her drink on the coffee table, before grasping Tara�s and placing it on the table also, so she can wrap both arms around her lover. Looking over at her mother, she smiles sadly. �They weren�t exactly approving of Tara�s lifestyle, plus� and you can correct me if I�m wrong, Tara, since we haven�t really discussed this in too much detail. But I have a feeling they wanted to keep Tara under lock and key to take care of them.�

Tara nods against Buffy�s neck, sighing quietly. �That pretty m-much sums it up.�

Joyce shakes her head in disgust. �Some people will never learn. Times are changing, and either you change with them or you�re going to be left in the dust.� Joyce smiles softly as Tara slowly raises her head to smile at her. �What was your mom like, if you want to talk about her?�

Tara nods in relief, even though it hurts that her mother�s passed on, she still thinks about her and remembers the good times they had together. Tara slowly starts talking about her and her mom, becoming more relaxed as the three of them banter back and forth getting to know each other.

***

�See, I told you it wouldn�t be that bad.� Buffy squeezes Tara�s hand as they walk back towards campus, working their way slowly around town so Buffy can do her patrol. �And she loved you.� Buffy points out, chuckling quietly as she remembers the hug her mom had given Tara when they were leaving.

Tara blushes lightly and glances at Buffy. �You�re mom�s a wonderful person, Buffy.�

�Yeah. She has her moments.� Buffy sighs quietly. �We�ve had our problems in the past. A good part of them was because of my calling, and her not knowing about it, but we�ve worked our way through most of them.�

�Everyone has problems at one time or another, honey. My mother and I got along 95 percent of the time, but we occasionally were known to butt heads, also.� Tara grins crookedly at her lover. �I even have fond memories of those arguments now.�

Buffy chuckles, pulling Tara to a stop and kissing her softly. �So, it looks like we�ve pretty much passed all the inspections. I just have Xander left to smack upside the head every time he starts to drool.�

Tara laughs loudly at the look on Buffy�s face. �Surely he won�t be that bad.�

�You don�t know Xander.� Buffy grins, shaking her head. �You should have seen the way he was when Vamp Willow was here from the other universe.� Buffy rolls her eyes, remembering Willow dressing up in her alter ego�s leather outfit. �He about couldn�t keep his tongue in his mouth.�

�Vamp Willow?� Tara blinks in surprise, looking at Buffy inquisitively.

�Oh, yeah. Let me� Shit, I�ll tell you all about it after I take care of these guys.� Buffy mumbles, pulling out her stake as she feels a couple vampires coming within her slayer radar.

Tara keeps her eyes peeled as Buffy slowly makes her way towards the two vampires heading towards them. Shaking her head as she hears Buffy taunting and making one-liners as she beats the vampires before staking them, Tara frowns as she sees movement ahead. �Buffy?� Tara questions softly, tilting her head towards where she saw the movement.

�Human.� Buffy sees what Tara�s talking about as she brushes off the vampire dust. Gently urging Tara on, Buffy sighs quietly as she sees one of the Initiative�s Commandos going down into the tunnel system under the town. �Initiative. They didn�t seem worried about helping us out with the vampires, did they?�

�No, they didn�t. But I couldn�t see their faces.� Tara admits quietly as they continue on patrol.

�No, but they have detection devices and knew that those two were vampires. They didn�t know who we were from that distance and they obviously weren�t willing to help.� Buffy shakes her head in disgust. �And he wondered why I wouldn�t want to sit at home like the good �wife� while he went out to play soldier boy. They are in it for their own personal gains, not to help human kind.� Buffy growls quietly, still feeling some residual anger at her ex-boyfriend.

Tara hugs Buffy firmly. �What they�re doing is wrong. They shouldn�t be experimenting on the demons. That�s torture. It�s better just to kill them and be done with it. I don�t understand why they�re doing experiments on them.� Tara shakes her head, Buffy having given her the complete low down on the Initiative.

�I think they�re hoping to make viable, controllable soldiers out of them. What better way than have a vampire be able to infiltrate some other camp or country in the dead of the night without having to worry about bullets killing him?� Buffy growls quietly at the thought.

�Or some huge ugly demon scaring the living daylights out of a group.� Tara murmurs, shuddering at the thought. �That�s horrible.�

�Yes, it is.� Buffy frowns as she thinks about the possibilities. An unlimited demon population, if you took in vampires and allowed them to turn homeless people into vampires, then put the chip modifiers in to be able to control them. Shaking her head at the thought, it makes her even angrier as she wonders if that�s what they are truly doing down there in their underground lab.

�There�s nothing you can do, honey.� Tara murmurs quietly, gently rubbing Buffy�s back as they slowly make their way around town.

�No, I guess there isn�t. I can�t take on the whole Initiative by myself.� Buffy sighs quietly.

�It wouldn�t just be the Initiative, it�s the government.� Tara points out softly. �That�s something that you have to take into consideration. It probably wouldn�t be a good idea to get on their bad side.�

�You�re right. Still doesn�t mean it doesn�t piss me off.� Buffy growls quietly unconsciously picking up her pace as they continue on patrol.

Tara shakes her head and lengthens her stride to stay with her lover, keeping quiet so she can work off the anger she can feel practically oozing from her pores. Following Buffy into another cemetery, the third one that night, Tara leans against a mausoleum as Buffy prowls around a couple fresh graves, her eyes alert to trouble.

Buffy snarls at the vampires as they both come out of the graves at almost the same second. Looking from one to the other, Buffy backhands the closest one, before jumping and doing a sidekick into the other one�s chest, knocking him back a couple yards. Landing, she crouches and waits for the two vampires to attack, grinning as she ducks, spins and let�s loose with flying kicks, karate chops and roundhouses.

Tara watches as Buffy fights the vampires, her movements a blur that she can�t keep track of. Realizing that her lover is definitely one of a kind, Tara shivers as she feels like they�re being watched. Intently looking around, she doesn�t see anything, but the feeling doesn�t go away. Looking in the opposite direction from where Buffy is fighting the vampires, listening to her lover making wise cracks in between the pounding she�s giving them, Tara hears the quite phhhhtttt when Buffy dusts the vampires. Grunting quietly as Buffy�s arms wrap around her and carry her back to the mausoleum wall.

�Here I was putting on a show for you, and you didn�t even watch the finale.� Buffy pants heavily in her lover�s ear, her desire flourishing as she lets her hands stroke up Tara�s front as she presses against her back.

Tara moans quietly as Buffy starts to stroke and pinch her nipples while rubbing seductively against her back. �I� Goddess! I thought someone was watching.� Tara whimpers quietly as one of Buffy�s hands leaves her breast to trail down and cup her sex gently.

�Where?� Buffy growls quietly, nipping on Tara�s neck. �I don�t feel any demons.�

�Where I was looking before you decided to pounce.� Tara chuckles as Buffy squeezes her breast at the same time she presses in harder against her apex.

�Damn assholes.� Buffy turns her head and looks off into the night, catching a glint of light off a reflective surface, sharpening her gaze she growls as she sees the camoflouge outfit of the Initiative. �Ruining my fun. This was one of my fantasies I was wanting to play out.� Buffy pouts as she slowly pulls her hands away from a chuckling Tara. �It ain�t funny.�

Tara turns and looks at Buffy, the smile on her face huge. �Actually it is. This was kind of one of my fantasies also. Of course I was the one pushing you against the wall and dropping down on my knees�� Tara wiggles her eyebrows, chuckling as Buffy groans loudly.

�Tease.� Buffy bitches quietly, her body already turned on from the slaying and now Tara�s comments just ratchets her heat up even higher. �Come on. If we hurry, we can make it back to your dorm room in short order.� Buffy grabs Tara�s hand, practically dragging her out of the cemetery, making her laugh.

***

Riley feels his anger become something much darker and uncontrollable as he drops the hand holding the binoculars. Seeing his ex-lover obviously being the instigator in a sexual encounter with another woman a major blow to his manhood. �Figures the bitch was probably a lesbian all along. Would make sense with the way she acted.� He growls angrily as he watches the two run out of the cemetery.

�Sir? We�re ready to go back into the tunnels.� Forrest frowns at the angry look on Finn�s face, having just come back from where they�d dropped the unconscious demon into a van down the block.

�Yes, let�s go back down.� Riley nods his head sharply, leading the group of commandos down into the tunnels, the anger boiling under the surface making him careless as they come up on another group of demons, instead of waiting for backup he wades into their midst, taking them on as he alternates slamming a fist into the demon�s bodies, to zapping them with the stunner.

Forrest runs to catch up with Riley, the leader having taken off at an almost run before they had reached the bottom of the ladder, screaming for the rest of the group to get their asses in gear as he sees Riley outnumbered and crying out as he goes down in a flailing mass of demons, the blood curdling cries coming from him, making the rest of the group shiver uncontrollably as they quickly take out the demons, killing them as they uncover the mangled, bloody mass of their leader.

Forrest kneels by the man, surprised to find he�s still alive. �Bandage him up and double-time it out of here. We�ve got to get him back to base, now! Call for back up, have a vehicle waiting for us!� He yells, taking command quickly even as two other men open their packs and start to bind the worst of Riley�s wounds before they make a make-shift stretcher and carry him out of the tunnels.

***

The Initiative is in an uproar, Professor Walsh along with a group of Doctor�s are working over the body of one Riley Finn.

Maggie Walsh frowns as she watches the doctor�s try to save his left leg. �Replace it. We have the parts use anything and everything you need. He signed the waiver for his body to be used for research.�

The Doctor�s do as they�re told, working over the young man for hours that turned into days, the doctor�s taking breaks and sleeping before switching out with other doctors to allow them to rest, the whole time Maggie Walsh watching the proceedings with a gleam in her eye.
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