It had been a long slow walk, but every step showed that the blonde was making undeniable improvement in her strength and coordination. While the others gathered as best they could and went into research mode Buffy’s first and primary concern was getting Tara back safely in bed. After a brief pause to gather her breath at the top of the stairs, they were now slowly making their way down the hall towards the bedroom.
“You still think that Maladic has Xander don’t you?” Tara asked softly glancing across to the Slayer.
“I do, I’m not sure why but it’s not really far fetched for the big bad of the moment to kidnap Scoobies.” Buffy explained not sure what of their demon fighting times Tara did remember.
“But we usually win don’t we?” Tara checked with a smile.
“We always find a way.” Buffy smiled back softly.
“I want to help Buffy.” Tara drew them to a stop outside of the bedroom door.
“You are helping Tara, taking care of yourself and Willow is the most important job right now.” Buffy stopped with the witch. “We’re going to be all insane with the research and the looking and then the ass kicking I’m going to give this mage when I find it. We need you two safe and not having to be worried about.”
Tara pushed the bedroom door open with one hand letting a little of the light from the landing stream into the bed but she was careful not to make the bedroom too bright for fear of waking the sleeping form that lay on her side in the large bed.
“I will look after her Buffy.” Tara glanced back at the Slayer. “I promise you that.”
“You okay from here?” Buffy questioned seeing Tara’s brave move forward.
“I want to try.” Tara nodded thankful that Buffy had read her attempt at independence.
“I know you’ll take care of her, I don’t trust her with just anyone you know.” Buffy winked as she moved down the hall to go downstairs with the others.
Tara moved slowly and carefully, using all the available furniture she could to lean on and eventually managed to reach the bed.
“I knew you would come back.” A soft whispered called to her when her weight shifted onto the bed.
“Willow?” Tara squinted her eyes in the near darkness and looked down at the bed.
“I knew if I was just patient you’d come back to me.” Willow whispered again.
“You’re supposed to be asleep.” Tara chastised jokingly she leaned forward and moved her hands down to her legs to move them onto the mattress.
“I couldn’t sleep without you here.” The hacker answered moving over to slide her arms around Tara and help as she could to assist the blonde in lying down.
“Mmmmm you’re good at that.” Without really thinking for the first time Tara snuggled into Willow’s shoulder as the slight redhead eased her back
“Are you okay?” Willow questioned carefully as they snuggled up together.
“Are you?” Tara didn’t answer as she snuggled more concerned for Willow than anything whilst at the same time feeling a little overwhelmed at the familiarity of this position and the comfort it immediately offered her.
“I feel safe now that you’re here.” Willow admitted easing her thin arm around Tara.
“You are safe sweetie.” Tara moved her arm and laid it lightly over Willow’s body, across her waist.
“Its so hard to concentrate sometimes.” Willow whispered her hand softly stroking over Tara’s back.
“Can you tell me about it?” Tara asked tenderly. “Tell me what its like?” She let her fingers caress the material of Willow’s nightshirt.
“I heard Giles tell Buffy it might be from the magic, from how much of it was inside of me. That it might have loosened things, made little crinkles in my mind.” Willow’s voice didn’t show any discontent as she explained. “But it’s not like that at all. It’s like being asleep and knowing you’re asleep but you just can’t wake up.”
“Does this feel like a dream?” Tara asked her heart filling with love for the redhead beside her.
“It did at first but now I think I know this is what being awake is.” Willow hugged her slightly.
“It is.” Tara assured her. “You’re awake and you’re safe.”
“Did Buffy tell you everything?” Willow’s voice for the first time shook a little.
“Everything?” Tara asked wanting to see how much Willow could talk about comfortably.
“I know you might leave me when I tell you but I have to tell you.” Willow’s voice still shivered and got even quieter.
Tara moved her head slightly and looked up into green eyes, gently she moved her hand and placed a finger on Willow’s lips.
“I won’t ever leave you again Willow.” She vowed.
“I killed him.” The redhead whispered almost silently. “I hunted him down and killed him cause he hurt you.”
“I know.” Tara nodded so proud of Willow for telling her.
“Do you hate me?” Willow questioned seeing that her statement hadn’t made Tara pull away or grow anger.
“No, oh Goddess no.” Tara shook her head as tears sprung to her eyes. “I love you Willow.” She said slowly definitely and clearly. “With all of my being, all of my soul, I love you.”
“I love you too baby and I missed you so much.” Willow eyes welled up with tears but for the first time they didn’t seem to involve a complete split within her mind.
“Hold me.” Tara pressed herself tighter to the fragile figure beside her. Willow wound her arms around the blonde’s body and pulled her as tight as she could. “Do you hate me?” Tara asked as she pressed her face against Willow’s cheek.
“No, Tara of course not.” Willow shook her head lightly knowing with the close contact Tara would feel it. “It wasn’t your fault it was Warren’s.”
“I wish.” Tara began nuzzling into the crook of Willow’s neck slightly. “I could remember everything, I mean details.”
“What do you want to remember?” Willow’s hands opened wide on the blonde’s back as she held her close.
“Us…” Tara breathed. “Or first kiss.”
“There was a power outage, I bought you a candle and it was extra flamey.” Willow whispered putting one hand up to run her fingers through long blonde hair.
“I bet you looked as beautiful then as you do now, in the moonlight.” Tara mused feeling the words spark familiarity inside her though no direct memory.
“I was nervous, I probably looked silly.” Willow admitted. “But you... you were gorgeous.”
“Nervous?” Tara pulled out of her snuggled position for a moment and looked up at Willow. “Why were you nervous?”
“Cause Oz had come back and I was confused, but then I knew it was you I loved.” Willow reached up to cup her hand around Tara’s cheek. “It wasn’t our first, first kiss but we always called it our first kiss cause it was the first night we ever made love.”
“You were my first weren’t you?” Tara gazed into green eyes and immediately Willow bit her lip and nodded slowly. “You made it beautiful.” Her focused on Willow’s lip for a moment and then flicked back up to her lover’s eyes.
“You have never needed me to make you beautiful, you are beautiful.” Willow contradicted lovingly.
“But only you make me believe I am.” She admitted. “I want to kiss you Willow.” The blonde said after a breath as she moved her hand to cup Willow’s cheek like the redhead held hers.
“I want that too.” Willow whispered.
Sliding her long fingers back into Willow’s hair Tara drew the other woman’s face closer and placed her lips over Willow’s. A soft sigh escaped from between her lips as she broke the first kiss and followed it with several short but tender kisses over and around Willow’s mouth. New warmth spread through her as she repeated the action over and over each kiss making her feel a little more alive.
Willow met each of the kisses with silent awe and wonderment. For so many months, so many conscious moments she had been plagued by the fact that this would never happen again. She would never be graced with a kiss from Tara’s sweet lips but here she was receiving them and with each something inside her seemed to ease just a little. Finally taking a little more initiative of her own she kissed back, her lips full over Tara’s as she breathed in through her nose and drank in the fact that her lover was alive.
For a moment Tara lost herself completely in the warmth and the pleasure of the kiss, but as she moved to open her mouth she stopped herself and instead pulled back softly.
“You should rest.” She said tenderly.
“Sorry.” Willow smiled as they separated knowing that the heat and eagerness wasn’t just hers alone. It was such a wonderfully overwhelming feeling for this moment to have all her fears, worry and fragmentation overshadowed by something so lovely.
“Sorry?” Tara checked that Willow hadn’t meant the kiss.
“Getting carried away.” Willow explained softly.
“We have all the time in the world to get carried away Willow. You don have to fight your meds to do it tonight.” Tara gave her a beatific smile.
“You still want to though right?” The redhead’s voice was anxious with worry. Tara caught hold of Willow’s hand and held her green eyes.
“Always.” She whispered.
“Me too.” Willow smiled again but before she could help it though she was gripped by a long yawn. “Sorry, the medications make me sleepy.”
“No sorries sweetie.” Tara shook her head. “You want to shift a little, I could hold you while you sleep.”
Willow nodded and in a few short movements they were spooned together comfortably under the blankets. The hacker closed her eyes feeling the warmth pouring off of Tara’s healing skin to make her sleepy body even more tired.
“I love you.” She whispered as contentment drifted through her.
“For always.” Tara echoed.
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