• Author name: Chris aka robotguru
• Email address: darkguru@hotmail.com or robotguru2000@yahoo.com
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• Distribution Anywhere if you ask first
• Rating: NC-17
• Pairing Willow/Tara, Sarah/? Alicia/? Sam/? Brian/?
• Disclaimer: Willow and Tara are the trademarks of Joss, ME, UPN etc. Sarah, Alicia, Brian, Sam and Dave are mine.
• Note: Story summary: This is ten years after series seven, Seeing Red did happen, Tara was wounded...not killed.
This is based after a co-op fic i took part in. Ten years after the hellmouth closed, some Slayers were losing their powers, this was due to the actions of a necromancer named Bacon and a vampire named Reaper. Things got so hectic even Buffy and Faith got involved. Dawn was the watcher in a place called Misty Cove having trained when she was old enough. Sarah had found love only to have it snatched away.
Willow and Tara have travelled, helping here and there, ever the Scoobies, growing in power and love every day. Now they come to Moonlight Bay, looking for peace but unknowingly stepping into another apocalypse, shoulda guessed...Sunnydale...Moonlight Bay...yeah you get me lol. The start f chapter one focuses primarily on introducing my fic characters but W/T will get involved more heavily in the next update.
Enough of the yap, here's chapters one and two. Smut alert. No cliff hangers...yet
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Chapter 1
Life itself seems to have passed her by, driven out of town at sixteen, on the run. And why? Because she’s a witch. She has done nothing wrong, just been herself. She ran from England, and invisible, boarded a flight for the USA. In Misty Cove she lived on the streets as the town tore itself apart, an ancient Necromancer who had in their time, tormented her Grandmother, whose maiden name she now carries. She joined with Logan, Sasha and D’gui, Sean, Jills and Trent, she didn’t trust at first but she found love right there in Misty Cove, only to have it torn away. She overcame her most private fears, achieved great things, allowed the spirit of her Grandmother to finally rest, only for the last act of spite, just as The Reaper died, he took Sean with him into the fiery depths of Hell.
Sarah Elliot’s life had been torn apart, seemingly over at seventeen. She did the only thing a confused teenager knows, she left town. Again. This time because she couldn’t handle the memories that every passing moment in Misty Cove gave her. Now this witch, raven black hair down to her back, invisible to the world, found herself in another small coastal town, Moonlight Bay. “Nice name,” she muttered to herself, making a hiker jump and look around. Sarah stayed still while the spooked man left and then muttered, “Siplah” to remove the spell she had placed on herself. At least she was in better condition than last time, her education, and money Logan had given her. She also knew she could contact him if she needed help, he was the first in Misty Cove who even took any notice of her…she misses him now. Maybe some time she would go back to Misty Cove, but at least she didn’t have to live on the streets for now.
Sarah’s phone beeped. It would be Logan or Jills, she knew that. Sarah took out of her bag what seemed to be a round makeup case with flip up mirror, she then turned the mirror and spoke into the phone. “Speak to me.”
“Hey,” a male voice came out strongly from the speaker. “Just seeing how you are.”
“Always so protective Logan,” she jibed. “I’ve come to a place called Moonlight Bay, I might spend some time here.”
“Ok,” she could hear the concern in his voice. “Sarah?”
“Yeah?”
“You know where to come if you need help, Sean’s death hit us all hard.”
“I know, look, I’ll be all right, I just need some time…some quiet.”
“Yeah I know.”
“I gotta go find a place to sleep,” Sarah pauses “and no I don’t mean an abandoned building, I think I can probably manage to rent a room.”
“Ok, I’ll talk to you later. Miss Summers sends her best.”
Sarah flipped the mirror again and gave her face a critical lookover before heading into town. Little did she know that she would not get much quiet here…
***
Later that afternoon finds Sarah entering a building with “To Rent” in the window. She walked looking for the landlords office. The building wasn’t too shabby, after all, Sarah had spent some time in the past on the streets so anything with a bed and breakfast was a plus. Sarah walks up to a brown door with no windows and knocked. “Come in.” Sarah entered the room to find a middle aged man, the landlord. He was wearing a grey suit and had receding blonde hair. He was sitting at a brown desk with a chair on the other side for visitors to sit in. He looked an easy going man. He looked Sarah over as she took in the room. Beige walls with watercolours and oils, the carpet was grey. There weren’t too many home comforts in this office, but on the desk facing the man was a picture frame, Sarah couldn’t see the picture. Sarah sat down. “My name’s Dave, what can I do for you?
“I was looking for a room, I’m new here.”
Dave looked over his sheets looking for what they had available. “What’s your name?”
“Sarah Elliot.”
“Well Ms. Elliot, we seem to have one room available, but there is another teenage girl like yourself living in it. Her name’s Alicia. Is that ok for you?”
“Yeah, how much will it be?”
“We charge fifty dollars a week with three weeks up front. Of course, you will see the room before any money changes hands and you’ll split the rent with Alicia if you do take the room.”
Sarah and Dave walk out of the office. They walk up a stairwell, there is light vandalism on the walls, two teens run down the stair past Dave and Sarah. As they pass one room, Sarah gets a slight tingle, something that isn’t right, well not evil, just…as quick as the feeling came, it had gone. Sarah and Dave walked into the room to find a young woman, about Sarah’s age, seventeen, lying on the couch. The woman was a red head, her hair about shoulder length. Alicia looked a little gothic with pale skin and dark makeup, she wore a comfortable loose white T Shirt and blue jeans. Alicia got to her feet and walked over to Dave and Sarah. Sarah immediately felt something she had learned to associate with the powers of a slayer. When she spoke, her voice was honey soft. “Hey Dave, hey, erm…”
“Sarah,” Dave supplied. She’s here to share the apartment with you.” Looking around the apartment, Sarah saw that there was a couch, a TV and the essentials (oven, freezer, washing machine, etc). The room was tidy and the couch had a cushion either end. Three doors were closed, they must be bedrooms and a bathroom. “I’ll leave you two to it, I’ll be up to see what you think later Sarah.” Dave left the room, Alicia sat down and invited Sarah to do likewise.
***
Meanwhile, the local school is abandoned except for two teenage boys sitting in front of computers, one of whom are listening to a personal CD player. The guy on the left, with some punk rock sort of tune coming from his earplugs, had black hair and a game of Snake was being played on his screen, you gotta love the classics…the other guy with brown hair was typing away with fast fingers. With a flourish, the brown haired guy finishes what he’s typing. “Save and print.” He clicks a few buttons and heads towards the printer.
“Hey Brian?” The snake had crashed into it’s body leaving the player free to look around as he spoke.
“Yeah Sam?”
“You done?”
“Yuh huh, just heading off now little bro.”
“Sweet.” Sam stands up. He has a gawky lankiness about him seeming taller than he should. His brother, Brian is shorter but more built from days in the gym. “You going to the Bay later?” Sam was talking about the main local hangout.
“Yeah I guess. I gotta shower at home first.” Brian picked up his bag and shouldered it. “You go on down there.”
“’K, see you later bro.” The two walk out of the door and head their separate ways.
***
The couple sat on a park bench, two women, one with red hair and a blonde. They sat, with the red’s arm around the blonde’s shoulder and the blonde’s head on the red’s shoulder.
Willow and Tara had travelled since the collapse of Sunnydale, now, they were looking for a place for peace, a place they could be happy. They both knew however, that even with the Hellmouth sealed, they would always find a vampire population. Ever the Scoobies, Willow and Tara had helped out where they could, when Buffy needed their help in Misty Cove, they were right there helping to avert yet another apocalypse, nearly at the cost of all of their lives. With several “Hell Gates” around the world, Willow and Tara had seen all that they had encountered in Sunnydale, Vampires, Demons, a necromancer who once held the power of a God. The sun was dipping under the horizon, “Time to go home and play?” the red whispered to her companion.
Tara gave a thin smile, knowing just what type of “play” Willow had in mind. She leant over, biting Willow’s bottom lip, Willow let out a growl of pleasure, her tongue flicking in and out, teasing Tara, showing Tara just how much she needed her, telling her without needing to speak that she was her everything, that what they had was meant to last forever, that it would last forever and a day. Tara’s arms wrapped around Willow as the two shared a hungry kiss before pulling away, linking arms to walk home.
Chapter 2
“So, what do you think about her?” Dave was sat in his chair and opposite him was Alicia.
“She’s a little private over why she came here but I don’t get any evil bad guy junkies from her.” Tara pauses a while eyeing her Watcher. “As a roommate I don’t see any problems either. What’s the plan for tonight? I just go round the cemeteries?”
“No, the vampire numbers are rising and we need to find out where. Of course with less Slayers now with there not being many who have kept their powers, the numbers are bound to rise. I think you should go round all the local hangouts. The Starlight, The Bay, GK, all those places.”
“GK?!? You want me to hang around a gay club? What if someone hits on me?”
Dave smirks at his Slayer’s overreaction, “Well, Sarah needs to learn her way around town, why don’t you take her with you.”
Alicia thinks for a moment, “hmm, she can look after herself it looks like, but come on, GK? I’ve never met a gay vampire.”
“But vampires can still sire from that club Alicia.”
“Hmm, ok, a night on the town it is.”
Dave stands up as does Alicia, “Al? Be careful.”
“Yes boss.” Alicia gives a mock salute and walks out of the room.
***
Upstairs, Sarah is sat on the couch, legs curled beneath her, looking at some photos. Pictures of her and the gang back in Misty Cove, pictures of Sean. Sarah’s mascara was smudged with tears as she put the photo she was looking at to the back and looked at one with her and Sean, Sean’s arm around her shoulders. They looked happy, content. Sarah’s face held a weak smile, that was a private moment ’till Jills snuck up on them with her camera. A tear dripped down her face leaving a black trail from her mascara in its wake. She felt Alicia come near the room and tried to clear her face up. Drat, she had left her bag too far away to put her photos away.
The door opened and Alicia walked over. “Hey Sarah, up for going out tonight? Hey what’s wrong?” Alicia looked at Sarah and then saw the photos in her hand. “Hey, who’s that cutie?” Sarah didn’t answer. “Ex boyfriend? He hurt you?”
Sarah’s voice was composed hiding her feelings and quickly getting her emotions under control as she had had to so much in the past, before Sean when that wasn’t necessary. “He was my everything.”
“And he went out with another girl huh?”
Sarah shook her head weakly, “no, he…died.” Alicia looked shocked and made apologetic noises. Tara sat down on the couch and put her arm around Sarah drawing her closer. Sarah felt strangely safe, apart from the fact that Alicia’s a Slayer of course. “Dave your Watcher?”
Alicia looked shocked for a moment then smiled, “I guessed you knew, so how do you know I’m a Slayer anyway?”
“You gotta promise not to freak out on me yeah?” Sarah waits as Alicia nods her head. “I’m a witch.”
“Yeah right.” Alicia looked unconvinced.
“Letawf.,” Sarah quietly said. A small ball of light rose from Sarah’s palm. “Vampires hate that one.” Alicia looked on with mild interest in her eyes. “You feel so like Sasha, she was powerful as well. You ever heard of Misty Cove?”
“Major bad mojo? First Bacon and then The Reaper down there if I remember what Dave told me.” Sarah nods. “Pretty big stuff, Buffy and Faith themselves were down there at one point.” Suddenly realisation dawns on Alicia’s face, “there was an “unexplained” death…”
“Mmhm, now you know why I needed to get away for a while. Looks like I found the right place huh?” Sarah sighs, nothing is ever quiet if a town needs a Slayer.
***
“Mmf,” Willow pulled away from Tara’s kiss. “We really need to find more time to do this.”
Tara looked at Willow, on her side in bed, “Yeah I know, get away from the Scooby life and let us have some Willow and Tara time without having to worry about vampires.”
Willow grinned as she pulled Tara in closer to her naked body, Tara sat up to straddle Willow, her hips getting into a rhythm as her hands stroked Willow’s breasts. Tara played with the nubs making them stick out and hard in her fingers. Willow groaned Tara’s name as Tara started to move her hand down Willow’s body, her fingers brushing Willow’s skin making little steps down between her breasts, down her stomach and down towards her target. Tara’s fingers played with moist lips as Willow groaned over Tara taking her sweet time.
“You like?” Tara asked cheekily, still playing around the lips knowing the torture her lover was going through. Willow moaned in frustration, unable to speak, Willow started to rock her hips in time with Tara’s as Tara’s fingers were drawn in deeper. Tara gave Willow a vixen like smile, still not giving Willow what she knew she wanted and needed, begged and cajoled for. Tara stuck her three fingers deeper now, flicking around Willow’s clit, sweat streaking down her body, trailing in between her breasts. Willow, in pain half way through an agonizing orgasm screamed Tara’s name and Tara knew that this was the time, her fingers going deep into Willow as her body stiffened riding through the orgasm, Willow sagged onto the bed panting, exhausted. Tara was still not done, now with her tongue, she moved down Willow’s body, between her full breasts, Willow was now completely helpless to Tara, just the way Tara liked it as her wandering hand and tongue had their way with Willow’s body. Tara withdrew her fingers from Willow and licked each one, mm Willow-y goodness. Tara now massaged the front of Willow’s still stiff shoulders until she was able to relax, still heavily breathing. Tara got off of her lover to lie beside her, the sheets now smelling musky. Tara laid there for a while, satisfied.
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"And the glorified bricklayer picks up a spare!" (Xander, The Gift)
The idea sounds really really good! Can't wait to see where you're going...*glances at clock* *mutters* *glances at clock again* - Where's my fuckin' update?!?!?! 
hello
But on the upside it means updatey goodness. No major slut in this update.
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brilliant, just found this one. 
