A Star’s Second ChanceBy: AstronSoul
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Buffy characters, wish I did though.
Summary: It's the next morning, what are our lovely couples doing?
Distribution: I rather you talk to me first before posting this elsewhere.
Chapter 18“Oh this is adorable!” Marie stated holding up a low cut v-neck shirt with bold floral print on it, “You have to try this on Fang!”
Eyes widening at the offensive piece of cloth her girlfriend, ‘
is she my girlfriend?’, Fang thought before having the item shoved into her hands which were also holding some nice black leather pants; before she knew it she was in the dressing room.
“Gees, pushy much Marie!” laughing as she snapped at the smaller woman before shutting the door.
Looking carefully at the shirt Fang felt it was oddly heavy, taking it off the hanger she then realized what Marie was up too; under the shirt was red leather halter top with black trim. “
Oh you lil sneak!’ tossing the shirt to the side the raven-haired woman quickly changed out of her top and into the halter.
Looking in the mirror, seeing the halter fit just right she began changing into the pants.
Outside the dressing room Marie was pacing back and forth wanting to see what the tall woman looked like, “Hurry up Fang!” sighing she leaned against a column in front of the dressing rooms as she waited.
“Alright, shit I have to change ya know!” quickly the dressing room door opened, walking out with a cocky smirk Fang’s smile got bigger at Maries reaction.
Marie couldn’t help that her jaw dropped to the floor, the halter fitting snuggly showing off Fang’s chest, and the pants hugging the woman’s hips and seeing the slit all the way up the side made the brunette drool.
“Wow, you look hot!”
“Yeah she does.” A familiar voice said making Marie jump and Fang laugh, turning around the brunette stood directly in front of Tara and Willow.
“Hey…” the brunette wasn’t sure what to say, especially since Tara is Fang’s cousin, then she felt strong slender arms warps around her waist and a chin resting on her shoulder.
“Hey it’s ok babe, she’s family and she gets it.” The whispered words, plus the hot breath on Marie’s ear almost made her knee’s buckle.
Turning to look at Fang the woman smiled, “I know just was caught up guard,” Turning back to the other couple smiling, “So what brings you to here, minus the shopping?”
The two women were holding a few shirts and pairs of pants from browsing, “Just shopping and chillin before work starts tomorrow, you two seem to be having fun.” Smiling Tara leaned gently against
Willow, who wrapped an arm firmly around her waist.
Both Fang and Marie noticed the shift grinning Fang had a twinkle in her eye, “Already the supporting actress to my cousin huh Will?” smirking as she heard Marie giggle.
“Well I could ask how your night went, but seeing how close you too are…” the redhead grinned as Fang blushed even though nothing sexual happened. “Well I think we know what happened, look how red she got baby.”
Everyone laughed as Fang’s face turned even redder, Marie looked at her girl then turned back to the other two women, “Actually nothing happened that way, but we did get to know one another extremely well talking. Fang is one of a kind, and I hope to learn more.”
A series of awe’s went around the small group as Fang’s face lightened, “Thanks babe that means a lot.” She then gave Marie a chaste kiss on the lips which quickly turned into a deeper kiss.
The sound of clearing throats brought the young couple out of their little moment both blushing as they looked at the other two, “I can’t help it her lips are so kissable!” Marie exclaimed gaining laughter from the other women.
“Well while you two make out in the store, we are going to head over….there!” pointing Willow grabbed Tara’s hand starting to pull her away.
“Was great seeing you Ms. McClay, Ms. Rosenberg.” Marie moved to grab her shirts to try on in one of the dressing rooms when she felt a gentle hand on her shoulder, looking up she looked into the actress’ blue eyes.
“It’s Tara, I hope you and Fang have a great evening.” Smiling the actress walked quickly back to the redhead as they headed to another part of the store.
As soon as they were out of earshot Tara spun around, almost knocking Willow over, “Did you see that outfit, holy shit, and their faces when they turned red was adorable!”
Steadying herself the redhead smiled, “Sure did baby, that outfit was hot. Seems they were made for each other outside of work anyway,” Before any more words could be spoken a top caught the redhead’s eye and she made a bee-line for it.
They continued to shop giving each other flirty glances and teasing each other with various gaudy shirts as well as clothes that they both would love to see on each other.
Back on the other side of the store…
“So should I buy the shirt…” Fang holds up the yellow t-shirt, “Or should I buy the halter top?” holding up the leather halter top she had on a few minutes ago for Marie to look at.
“Oh yes, very much yes on the halter top, the shirt not so much.” the brunette had a goofy grin on her face as Fang tossed the t-shirt onto a pile near the dressing rooms; then noticing Fang looking at her funny “What?”
“Oh nothing sunshine, just smiling.” Picking up the leather pants and a leather jacket she found that rounded out the outfit. “We gonna go pay or look at more stuff?”
Bending down Marie picked up her purse and handed Fang her chained wallet, “Let’s go pay and maybe get a bite to eat somewhere.” The tall woman moved everything onto her left forearm, tucking her wallet into her back pocket; then taking Maries hand they move to the front counter.
Having been rung up fairly quickly, they made their way outside after waving to Willow and Tara as they left; debating on what type food they both wanted.
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“Get that table on the other side of the set, we start tomorrow people get with it!!!” the voice yelling was agitated as a woman walked around all the different sets in studio C.
Quickly a man ran up to the woman panting, “Clarrise, we moved the bed around like you asked anything else?” he was wiping his forehead with a damp towel trying to cool off, but also feeling nervous.
“No I believe that is it for today, make sure all sets are ready to start filming tomorrow…OH! And get the bedroom set all bloody and gored out first thing when you get here, we need it ready to film when Tara’s character walks in to look for clues.” Nodding the man ran off to prepare for the next day, while Clarrise moved to her trailer.
Sitting down at her small desk; she pulls out a notepad with a small list on the front page, chewing on the end of her pen she reads aloud, “Order flowers for red’s trailer, leave fruit basket later in week, leave red’s favorite candy, Invite red for a ‘friendly’ dinner, leave notes throughout filming for red…” pauses getting another idea and quickly jots down, ‘be polite, kind and sweet’.
Looking over the list the dark haired woman began to smile a feral smile, “If I can romance red away, then Tara will definitely be hurting, and that is all I want.” Quickly she pulls out her cell phone and calls up a flower shop, “Hello I need a dozen lilies, with whatever adornments you want to be sent to Universal, at Studio C to Willow Rosenberg’s trailer please. Yes fine, thank you bye.”
Flipping her cell shut, she looks over a few more things around set then goes outside; climbing into her vehicle she heads home.
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Finally sitting down after a while of dancing, Faith takes a much needed sip of her water; she couldn’t believe how fantastic of a dancer her date was. They began dancing after finishing the meals which was three hours ago.
Gazing around she smiled seeing Allie return to the table from freshening up; Faith began to sign as she spoke, “You are an amazing dancer! Where did you learn to dance?”
Grinning from ear to ear Allie began replying, “Went to classes in middle and high school, as well as my grandmother teaching me too.” Blushing as she took a sip of water, Allie was not used to compliments. “You dance amazingly as well, were you taught?”
Shaking her head as a blush rose on her cheeks Faith couldn’t help but smile, “No not really, all self-taught. Growing up we didn’t have much money so I would dance in front of the TV…when we actually were able to have cable.”
Soon a waiter came over asking if they wanted any dessert, “We do have our house specials, our award winning homemade cheesecake with fresh strawberries and our cherry cobbler served with a big scoop of vanilla ice cream.”
Speaking over the choices they both decided an order of each, then they would share; smiling the waiter left to place the order and to get them a refill on their water.
A few minutes after placing the dessert order a young man dressed in a three piece Armani suit walked up to the table, both women noticed his confidence and that he was probably built well under all the material.
He was looking directly at Faith, completely ignoring the other woman at the table as he smiled, sighing both women looked at him with forced smiles as they waited for him to say something.
“Excuse me, I noticed you are un-escorted this evening and wondered if I may have a dance?” he sounded cocky, the smug as he ignored Allie; holding his hand out to Faith hoping he might get lucky.
Noticing her date getting a worried look, Faith scooted closer to the brunette and gently interlaced their fingers together before turning back to the man awaiting an answer.
“Thanks for the flattery but I am here on a date, and we are completely content sitting here.” Leaning over she kissed Allie’s cheek, which earned her a huge smile from the woman.
Dumb-founded the man looked between the two women not sure what to make of it, then he noticed the woman he had no interest in signing something and then the other brunette signed back.
“Wait you are on a date with a woman who can’t talk? Man must be boring…” before he could continue he felt a slap right across his face and a twinge of pain in his left cheek; his hand went to his face feeling a warm liquid. Looking at his hand he saw blood, Faith had connected with her ring silencing him.
“Look you ass, just because she can’t talk doesn’t mean she has nothing to say. I for one think she is amazing and not you or anyone else is going to insult her or any other people who can’t talk!” Faith’s brown eyes were almost black; she herself took offense to this because she had a friend in high school who couldn’t talk.
The man stepped back, “Whatever you to lezzies have fun, when you want a real relationship call me.” He started to move away until a hand grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around; he noticed the woman he had hit on was not that tall but her stance showed she could handle herself.
“Look, keep your damn comments to yourself we don’t need to hear em, you’re a pompous idiot and I feel sorry for whatever girl you get your claws into because they will be able to do so much better than your Armani cladded ass.” Finally she let him go and he walked off silently fuming.
Sitting back down Faith wraps an arm around Allie pulling her closer, without hesitation the woman in her arms gave Faith a deep loving kiss, pulling back and smiling after about five seconds.
Blinking Faith traced her fingers over her own lips, then licking them, “Wow what was that for hun?” Allie slowly signed, “Because you stood up for me and not just me everyone who has to sign, thank you.”
Faith felt her pride and confident build as she smiled, “It’s not right to discriminate or insult, besides you are one of the smartest people I know, well besides Willow.” Both women began laughing as their dessert arrived; they easily finished the desserts enjoying each bite they shared with one another.
Deciding they needed to burn a few more calories they made their way back to the dance floor getting lost in the music, while a certain young man watched from his table wondering while all the hot chicks were lesbians.
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Across town at a usually quiet café, a redhead was staring into her mocha as her girlfriend signed autographs trying her best not to get annoyed that her time was being monopolized by Tara’s fans.
The blond wasn’t expecting to see many fans at a hole in the wall café, but apparently people had been following them while they were shopping. Glancing over to her table, she notices the annoyed look on Willow’s beautiful face.
“Okay everyone, I’m sorry but I am now done.” Stating this in a stern but friendly tone it made a lot of her fan’s go ‘awe’ at the actress, “I’m sorry but I am going to go enjoy my tea with my girlfriend, and we don’t want to be disturbed anymore, I hope you can understand that.” Giving a few fans a final hug, she made her way back to her girlfriend placing a s oft kiss on the redhead’s cheek before sitting down and taking a sip of her tea.
“Sorry about that sweetheart, I didn’t think so many fans would be here, usually there is no one.” Receiving a small smile from Willow, Tara finally began to relax.
“Its ok honey, I’m just not used to this yet, I’m sure it’ll get better.” Sipping her coffee Willow ignored the flashes from cameras outside the window, “Looks like you are the talk of the town today baby.”
Chuckling the blond took a drink from her cup, noticing a young woman in business attire heading their way. “Heads up Will, in about thirty seconds we have a visitor.” She took another sip and was surprised that Willow didn’t even turn around to look.
“Hello, I’m sorry to disturb you but aren’t you Professor Rosenberg?” this caught the redhead’s attention as her head shot up to look at the woman speaking to her, thinking how could anyone know who she was in this town.
“Yes, yes I am and you are?” She noticed the woman carrying a laptop briefcase with the California seal on it.
Extending her hand as she smiled, “I’m Jessica Hans, you were my Professor a few years back in New York.” Shaking Jessica’s hand the redhead’s eyes lit up remembering.
“You’re the one that threw that surprise birthday party for me in class!” smiling as the woman nodded quickly.
“Yes that was me. I wanted to thank you for everything, because of you I am now a translator for the state of California in state business.” Standing Willow gives Jessica a hug, “If you ever need anything please let me know.”
The woman was shocked; she knew her professor was kind but offering help when needed after so many years was amazing, “T-thank you Professor.”
“It’s Willow now and here is my card, don’t hesitate if you need help or have a problem Jessica. Oh and before I forget, I tend to be an airhead sometimes, meet my girlfriend Tara MacLay.” Taking the card the woman’s eyes widen as she finally looks at the blond.
“Wow! My Prof…I mean Willow with…WOW you go girl!” Jessica grins as both women blush, she shakes Tara’s hand, “It’s a pleasure to meet you Ms. MaClay I love what you do.”
“Thank you Jessica and please call me Tara, I have a new show I am starting to film tomorrow, if you like I can get a pass for you to come see a sneak peek before it airs in a few weeks?” Jessica and Willow’s jaws drop at the offer, nodding the woman shakes Tara’s hand again. “Yes that would be wonderful, I will call you later in the week Willow, to see how we can do it.”
Suddenly the theme song from Glee was playing on a cell phone making Jessica blush, “I better get this, great seeing you Willow and great meeting you Tara. Will look forward to hearing from you both.” Smiling she walks off as she answers her phone.
Both women start to chit chat as they enjoy their drinks, once in a while waving to the cameras outside the café as they discussed what they would do for an early evening before they started work the next morning.
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Sitting in an old fifties style diner, Mr. MaClay was enjoying his coffee as he listened to various patrons that worked at the studio around the corner; a few people talking about various movies, one with Angelina Jolie, and another with Betty White.
“Man this show is gonna rock!” exclaimed a young man coming in with a large group, all seating at the booth’s along the wall; Everyone ordered drinks as a young woman nodded, “Yes, working with Tara MaClay will be very cool. She is the hottest actress out there right now, even Jolie wants to work with her!”
Everyone in the group started chatting about the new show they were hired for, all excited and couldn’t wait to see how Tara worked on set; except for one man. A blond man sat on the edge of one of the booth’s scowling as everyone spoke, not really liking Tara MaClay; just happy to have a job.
“Yeah whatever, it’s just MaClay nothing special.” A strawberry blond looked at him, “Well Ron not everyone keeps a grudge for fifteen years, so she declined your offer for a date so what. She’s gay, get over it!”
Getting agitated wth his co-wokers/friends he got up from the table, “Hmmpf whatever, she has no talent and should go back to where she came from.” Moving to the bar he sat down a few chairs down from Mr. MaClay.
Smiling to himself, Mr. MaClay knew to get into the studio he would have to befriend this Ron guy. Moving closer he cleared his throat, “Excuse me, Ron is it?”
TBC
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How sad!!! I’m glad she has been able to move on but what a craptastic thing to happen!
what a cute story. Those two seems to be hitting it off quite well. Fang’s wake up in Marie’s bed 
Too funny!! And then Willow and Tara managing to pull each other/fall out of bed together. Ouch! Back pain is no one’s friend nor are nasty head bumps. I’ve had both and its absolutely no fun. I hope poor Tara’s head heals before she has to start shooting! Let’s hope they are able to lay low for a few days or the media would have a field day with such an obvious injury.
and Tara in black lace, wow!)
Actually, I'm more interested in Clarisse than Tara's father. I love the tension between Clarisse and Tara and how jealous Willow will fit in. 
Well a few more details will be shown in the upcoming chapter, but nothing is going to be quick, more subtle like
not keeping up with my feedback)