Fic: Love is not always easy. (Sequal to Altered States)

[snuggle79]

lovely update! I was waiting and waiting, that they would share a little kiss, just a tiny one...but nope...hope to see it in the next update!

Oh baby, want me to rub your tummy? She likes it when I ... stop explaining things.

Hi, um Tara..how are you? well...I was wondering maybe you want to go out some time...for coffee? food? Kisses and gay love?

Edited by: snuggle79 at: 7/27/02 9:33:33 am

[Ange]

Yep the teasing!! hehehhe. I loved this mini part. Thanks.



Ange.

----------------------------------- "Things are not always what they seem to be...." Shakespeare Willow & Tara Stuff Site (Videos, caps, avatars, forum...)

[Imperfectly Me]

More soon pleeeeeeeeease?? Like...a big ole honking update?



Aim

[Ginner WTluv]

Don't worry, the next update will be chock full of happy things. Of course... it may not all run smoothly afterwards.... but as always with my fics, there will be a happy ending



~ Jen

[Ginner WTluv]

I promised an update, i promised serious smoochies.... i present you with the All naked! All gay! Part 6

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Part 6



Faith’s bed was covered with clothes. She rummaged through her closet, throwing items of clothing over her shoulder and mumbling to herself. Tara stood in the doorway, watching her.



Tara: What are you doing?

Faith: Looking for something to wear.



Faith slammed her closet doors closed, angrily.



Faith: I have no clothes!!



Tara looked towards the clothes filled bed and raised an eyebrow.



Faith: Don’t just stand there, get in here and help me.



The blonde chuckled and did as she was told. After a few minutes, she held something up.



Tara: What about this?

Faith: This Buffy’s mom’s party, I can’t walk in there wearing a leather mini skirt.



Tara shrugged and put the skirt back down, picking something else up.



Tara: How about this?



Faith eyed the top and smiled.



Faith: Perfect.



She grabbed it out of Tara’s grasp and put it on.



Faith: Okay, what time is it?

Tara: Seven forty-five.

Faith: Buffy’s going to be here in a minute.



Faith grabbed her coat and rushed out of the room. Tara smirked and counted back from five in her head. When she got to one, Faith re-entered the room, scowling at her.



Faith: You were just going to let me go out without my pants, weren’t you?



Buffy’s house



Buffy made the last few adjustments to her hair and smiled.



Buffy: Not to shabby.



She left the bathroom and hurried down the stairs. Her mom met her in the hallway.



Joyce: Are you ready?

Buffy: Oh um, I forgot to tell you, I’m bringing someone.

Joyce: You are?

Buffy: Yeah. I hope you don’t mind. I’m picking them up in a minute.

Joyce: Not at all. Just make sure I get to meet this date of yours. Find out if they’re good enough for my daughter.



Before Buffy had time to reply, her mother had left.



Buffy: Great.



A little later



Tara opened the door of the apartment and smiled when she saw Buffy standing on the other side. Buffy returned the smile and stepped into the apartment.



Buffy: Is Faith ready?

Tara: Probably not. She’s spent the last hour rearranging her wardrobe.

Faith: Hey. It’s not my fault I couldn’t find anything to wear.



Both girls turned their heads and Buffy’s jaw hit the floor. Dressed in a pair of black, leather trousers and a top that left little to the imagination, was Faith. Slinging her leather coat over the shoulder, she walked towards the two girls. Tara smirked and leaned over to whisper something in Buffy’s ear.



Tara: You want me to get you a bucket for that drool?



Buffy didn’t even hear her question; she was too busy looking at Faith.



Buffy: Wow. I mean, uh…. Wow. You look…. Wow.



The brunette smiled and lowered her gaze, shyly.



Faith: Not lookin’ too bad yourself.



Buffy stood in silence for a moment, gawking at Faith. Tara shoved her shoulder and she finally snapped out of it.



Buffy: Um, my mom’s probably already at the party now so….

Faith: We should probably get going?

Buffy: Yeah.



For a moment, neither girl could take their eyes away from each other. It took Tara coughing to shake them from their trance.



Buffy: Right. Um, I parked the car outside.

Faith: We don’t have to listen to Cher do we?



Buffy glared at her.



Buffy: Carry on, and you’ll be walking to the party.

Faith: Maybe I just won’t go.

Buffy: Maybe I’ll have to carry you there.



They stared at each other for a second before bursting into giggles. Tara rolled her eyes as they began walking out of the apartment.



Tara: Have fun.

Buffy: We will.



Tara closed the door behind them and locked it. Sighing, she made her way into the sitting room and sat down in front of the TV. She missed Willow. She’d seen the redhead a couple of hours previous, but being away from Willow was torture.



Making my way down town

Walking fast

Faces pass

And I’m home bound

Staring blankly ahead

Just making my way

Making a way

Through the crowd

And I need you

And I miss you

And now I wonder



Their car pulled up in front of a large building. Buffy shut off the engine and looked up at it.



Buffy: We’re here. You ready?

Faith: Sure.

Buffy: Lets go.



She climbed out of the car, locked the doors, grinned at Faith and began walking towards the party. Faith stood and silent watched her for a moment.



If I could fall into the sky

Do you think time

Would pass me by

Cause you know I’d walk a thousand miles

If I could just see you…. Tonight



Tara absently played with the ring on her finger and smiled as she remembered her and Willow’s first kiss.



It’s always times like these

When I think of you



Faith caught up to Buffy, sneaking a glance whenever she thought Buffy wasn’t looking.



And I wonder

If you ever think of me

Cause everything’s so wrong

And I don’t belong

Living in

Your precious memory

Cause I need you

And I miss you

And I wonder



Tara took out her wallet from her jeans pocket and opened it. Inside was a row of three pictures. All of her and Willow.



If I could fall

Into the sky

Do you think time

Would pass me by, oh

Cause you know I’d walk a thousand miles

If I could just see you…. Tonight



As they approached the door of the building, Faith suddenly stopped and turned to the blonde standing beside her.



Faith: Buffy…. I….



I, I drown in your memory

I, I don’t wanna let this go

I, I’ve fallen



Buffy: What?



Faith sighed.



Faith: Nothing.



Making my way down town

Walking fast

Faces pass

And I’m home bound

Staring blankly ahead

Making my way

Making a way

Through the crowd

And I still need you



Tara ran her finger over the picture of Willow, smiling.



And I still miss you

And I wonder

If I could fall

Into the sky

Do you think time

Would pass us by



Faith followed Buffy up the steps towards the building.



Buffy: You okay?

Faith: Hmm? Oh, yeah. I’m fine.

Buffy: You just seem kinda…. Distant.



Cause you know I’d walk a thousand miles

If I could just see you….



Faith: I’m fine.



[/b]If I could fall

Into the sky

Do you think time

Would pass me by

Cause you know I’d walk a thousand miles

If I could just see you….

If I could just hold you…. Tonight[/b]



Tara looked up when she heard knocking on the apartment door. Putting her wallet back into her pocket, she got up to answer it.



Tara: Willow?

Willow: Hey.

Tara: I thought you w-were going out tonight. With O-Oz.

Willow: I was…. Funny thing happened.



Willow stepped forward, causing Tara to move back slightly. The redhead pushedthe door closed and grinned.



Tara: Oh?

Willow: Yeah, see…. I was having an okay time…. But I couldn’t help but think of other things I could be doing.



Tara swallowed.



Tara: R-really?



Willow nodded and stepped closer so she and Tara were pressed together.



Willow: I couldn’t seem to get this gorgeous blonde out of my head. I think Oz was kinda fed up with having to repeat everything twice.



Tara smiled.



Willow: So, he suggested I leave and go get what I want. Which brings me to where I am now.



She looked at her girlfriend, their gazes locked.



Tara: And w-what is it that you want?



Willow began walking again, pushing Tara to move in the direction of the blonde’s bedroom.



Willow: What I’ve always wanted.



Tara back up until she hit her bedroom door, unable to go any further. Willow’s hand slipped behind Tara and she looked for the doorknob. When she found it, she gave it a twist and the door opened, allowing Tara to back up further.



Willow: You.



She pulled Tara towards her for a kiss and kicked the door closed with her foot.



At the party



Buffy and Faith walked through the hallway of the building. The sound of music could be heard playing in one of the rooms up ahead. Buffy glanced at Faith. The brunette was fiddling about with the sleeve of her leather jacket, something Buffy thought she looked incredibly cute doing. When Faith lifted her head, Buffy quickly averted her gaze to something else. Faith smiled and returned her attention to the sleeve of her jacket.



Buffy: You okay?

Faith: Yeah, fine. So um, what room-



Faith was cut off as a woman emerged from one of the rooms. She smiled at them and pulled Buffy into a hug, much to Faith’s confusion. When they separated, Buffy turned to Faith.



Buffy: Faith, this is my mom. Mom, this is Faith.



Joyce smiled and offered her hand to Faith. Faith took it and returned her smile, nervously. Joyce glanced towards Buffy and arched an eyebrow, questioningly.



Joyce: Your date?



Buffy’s eyes widened.



Buffy: Oh, I um, I-

Faith: Yeah.



Buffy frowned and turned to look at Faith, who lifted her gaze. They stayed looking at each other for a moment, until Buffy smiled and nodded.



Buffy: Yeah, mom. My date.



Joyce beamed and the three of them walked into the room where the party was. The room was huge. Lights hung from the ceiling, music played through the speakers, the dance floor was packed and there were three tables stacked high with food. Buffy took one look at the table, excused herself and Faith, took the brunette’s hand and dragged her towards the tables. She grabbed a plate and started piling food onto it.



Faith: Jeez, B. Slow down.

Buffy: Hey, I’m hungry F.



Faith shuffled her feet nervously. She wasn’t hungry. She glanced up at Buffy, who was still busy piling food onto her plate.



I wonder why she went with it…. Said I was her date. Does she think of this as a date? She I ask her to dance or something? What if she doesn’t think of it as a date and I make a complete ass out of myself?



Buffy: Come on. Let’s find somewhere to sit.

Joyce: Buffy!



Both girls turned to find Buffy’s mother and two women from the gallery walking towards them.



Joyce: Buffy, this is Mrs Thompson, she works at the gallery as the vice manager and Miss Singer is the sales assistant.

Buffy: Nice to meet you.



She took both women’s hand.



Miss Singer: Nice to meet you too. Who’s your friend?

Buffy: Oh, this-

Joyce: This is Faith, my daughter’s date. Kids. They think if they don’t bring a date to a party, their life is over.



Mrs Thompson smiled and shook Faith’s hand, while Miss Singer’s smile instantly disappeared and she dismissed the offer when faith held her hand out.



Miss Singer: Date?



Buffy frowned as Miss Singer glanced at the both. If she didn’t know better, she would have sworn Miss Singer looked disgusted. Joyce must have thought the same.



Joyce: Oh, come on, Pauline. That sort of thinking left with slavery.



Miss Singer merely sneered at them both and walked away. Joyce watched her, before turning back to Buffy and Faith.



Joyce: I’m sorry about that, girls.

Faith: No worries. It’s not like this is the first time that’s happened. I um, where’s the bathroom?



Joyce pointing in the direction of the bathroom and Faith excused herself. After a moment, Buffy turned to her mother.



Buffy: I should go check if she’s okay.

Joyce: Buffy….

Buffy: Yeah?

Joyce: Why didn’t you tell me you had a girlfriend?



Buffy smiled.



Buffy: I uh…. I guess I thought you’d freak. You know, finding out something you didn’t really expect.

Joyce: You sound like you’re talking from experience.

Buffy: I guess I am.



Faith and Tara’s apartment.



Willow and Tara were snuggled together in Tara’s bed, only the sheets covering their bodies. Sweat glistened their foreheads and both girls had content smiles on their faces. Willow pulled the sheet up around her shoulders and rested her head on Tara’s chest, somewhat breathless. Tara absently began playing with her girlfriend’s hair.



Willow: Mmm…. You know, it’s funny.

Tara: What is?

Willow: I felt so unbelievably nervous coming over here….



The blonde chuckled.



Tara: Why?

Willow: Well, despite what people might think, I’m not as daring when it comes to…. Stuff.

Tara: Stuff?

Willow: Yes. Stuff.



Tara giggled and ruffled Willow’s hair.



Tara: Stuff.

Willow: Good stuff.

Tara: Good stuff?



Willow grinned and lifted her head off Tara’s chest. Moving up the bed, she placed small kisses along the top of Tara’s chest, along her neck and collarbone, finally resting on the blonde’s lips.



Willow: Very good stuff.



The Party



Faith was sitting alone at one of the tables. Buffy had just gone to the bathroom a few minutes ago. She took a sip of her coke and looked up when she heard someone approach. Miss Singer was walking towards her looking angry. She slammed her hands on the table, sending Faith’s coke flying everywhere.



Miss Singer: You people disgust me.

Faith: Excuse me?

Miss Singer: Walking around as if you’re better than everyone else.

Faith: What?

Miss Singer: You’re a disgrace to all of us who are decent.

Faith: Look lady, I don’t know you. You don’t know me. So, how about you shut that hole in your face, before I rip you a new one?

Miss Singer: Well, I never-



Faith stood up and leaned over the table, shouting her next remark.



Faith: Messed around in the bedroom? I wonder why.



A loud slap was heard as Miss Singer’s palm connected with Faith’s face. The brunette’s head snapped to the side and she bit down on her tongue, refusing to hit her back.



Miss Singer: Disgusting, the lot of you. They should be locked up and throw away the key.

Faith: Who? The gang of psychotic homophobe’s that you happen to be the president of?



Miss Singer gave her a disgusted look before leaving the room and the party. Faith clenched her jaw and wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye, as Buffy returned from the bathroom.



Buffy: Oh my god, what happened?

Faith: Nothing.

Buffy: Are you okay?

Faith: I need a drink.



Faith pushed her way through the crowd of people that were staring at her and made her way over to the drinks table.



Faith and Tara’s apartment



Willow sighed as their kiss ended. Something she never ever wanted to happen. She grinned and moved to lie next to her girlfriend, pulling the sheets up around her body again.



Willow: Faith will probably be home soon.

Tara: Do you wanna get up?

Willow: No! God, no.



Tara chuckled and ran her fingers through Willow’s hair.



Willow: I just…. I’m worried about her.

Tara: Yeah. She seems s-so….

Willow: Lost?

Tara: Yeah. It’s like she knows what she wants, but thinks she can’t have it.

Willow: Maybe she can’t.



Tara frowned.



Tara: What?

Willow: Well, we both know she wants Buffy…. Maybe, maybe Buffy doesn’t feel the same. Faith’s my best friend and I don’t want to see her hurt, ever, but…. Maybe it’s wishful thinking this time.

Tara: I don’t know, Will…. I know Buffy…. And I know that she’s not one who falls in love easily, but I see her looking at Faith…. And it’s like all the love in the world is shinning in her eyes.

Willow: Kind of like when I look at you then?



The blonde smiled and leaned forward, placing a small kiss on the redhead’s lips. A kiss that soon grew more passionate and once again, the girl’s were glad no one was home.



At the party



Consuming bucket loads of alcohol in under a number of seconds was defiantly Faith’s strong point. She and Buffy, who had also had a little so much of the bubbly, sat at a table at the back of the room.





Faith: You know what I hate?



Faith’s speech was slurred and she started swinging her bottle around in front of her while she spoke.



Faith: Small minded schmucuses.

Buffy: Wha?

Faith: Schmusasses.

Buffy: Wazzat?

Faith: Sh… sh… shmucks.

Buffy: People suck.

Faith: Sure do.

Buffy: Isn’t hummus a weird word?



Faith burst into laughter, an insane, out of control, drunken kind of laughter, and spat her drink everywhere.



Faith: Heeheehee…. Hummus.



Buffy lifted her bottle to her mouth, only to find it empty.



Buffy: Someone drank my beer!

Faith: The nuver… neves…. The nerve!

Buffy: Piff…. Common…. We need to go.

Faith: We do?



Buffy stood up, swaying slightly, and walked towards her mother, trying to act sober.



Buffy: Mom, it’s been a great, great, great, great, great, great party…. But me and Faith have to leave.

Joyce: Oh, Buffy, are you sure?

Buffy: Yup. Sorry. I’ll see you at home?



Joyce nodded and gave her daughter a hug. Sensing the drunken state she was in, she asked if she and Faith needed a ride home.



Buffy: No, no. You s-stay and en… enjoy the party. I will be fine.



She turned and stumbled away, back towards Faith. Meanwhile, Faith was trying to remember how to put her jacket on. Buffy grabbed her hand and pulled her up. The brunette giggled when she realised she couldn’t feel her legs and decided to announce it to the entire room.



Faith: I have no legs!



At this point, Buffy also began to giggle, dragging Faith out of the room, pausing in the doorway and addressing everyone at the party.



Buffy: Thank you for you hos… hospitil… hospitality! Have a wonderful evening, and if you’re driving tonight, don’t forget your car.



With that, Faith dragged her out of the room and they walked out of the building still giggling. Half way down the road, Buffy stopped and leaned against a lamppost.



Buffy: You know…. I think I may have had a little too much to drink.

Faith: It’s better than feeling like you haven’t had enough.



Buffy paused before answering.



Buffy: Das true.

Faith: You gonna stand there all night?

Buffy: Yup.



Faith stomped forward, picked up Buffy, threw her over her shoulder, and began walking back down the street, wobbling slightly as she walked.



Buffy: Faith! Put me down!

Faith: Wha?

Buffy: Put me down!

Faith: Don’t wanna.



Faith suddenly began to grin.



Faith: You ever played chicken?

Buffy: Don’t you dare! I’ve very drunk and can’t run!



The brunette giggled and ran walked out into the road, Buffy screaming and kicking, slapping her back.



Buffy: Faith! I’ve had enough of cars almost hitting people for one day.



Faith didn’t move.



Buffy: Faith, I mean it! Please!



Suddenly a car came out of nowhere. Faith lunged out of the way, rolling onto the grass, Buffy tumbling with her. They landed in a heap on the floor and Faith burst into giggles. Buffy sat up, her bottom lip began to tremble and tears started streaming down her face. Faith’s giggles stopped.



Faith: Buffy?



The brunette moved towards her friend, reaching out to lift her head, but Buffy pushed her hand away.



Buffy: Don’t touch me!

Faith: What? Buffy I-

Buffy: After what happened earlier, Faith, do you really think I want to be play chilicken… chicklenen…. I can’t even talk properly!



The over emotional blonde began sobbing and Faith pulled herself up off of the ground, and made her way towards Buffy. She sat down behind the blonde and wrapped her arms around her, pulling Buffy close. Buffy turned slightly in the embrace, wrapped her arms around Faith’s neck and buried her head in Faith’s shoulder.



Faith: Hey, hey…. calm down. It’s okay.

Buffy: No…. it isn’t. Do-do you have any idea how afraid I was when I saw you step out in front of hat car? Do you have any idea, Faith?

Faith: I….



The blonde pulled back to look at her. It started to rain.



Buffy: I was so scared, Faith. I was petrified that car was going to hit you and…. And I’d never get the chance to tell you that…. That….



Faith lifted her gaze and their eyes met.



Faith: What?



Buffy didn’t speak. She just looked at Faith. Suddenly her tears stopped, time stopped, her heart stopped, all for a moment. Rain poured down all around them, yet they were oblivious to it. Then, ever so slowly, Buffy leaned in towards Faith and the brunette’s breath caught in her throat as Buffy pressed her lips to her own. It was tender, light and neither of them pushed it. It was more of a test. Faith pulled back slightly to look at Buffy. The blonde smiled and when Faith returned it, they kissed again. Soft and light, like before, but soon became passion-filled. Buffy moved herself so she was sitting in Faith’s lap and the brunette’s arm repositioned themselves around Buffy’s waist. The kiss deepened and Buffy slowly pushed Faith onto her back, never breaking the kiss. The rain continued to fall, they continued to kiss, everything else around them ceased to exist.

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Questions? Comments? Fic bashing?



~ Jen

[LeatherQueen]

Yay! Buffy and Faith finally kissed, and Willow and Tara had some happy lovin' time. Nice update.

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"But when they're playing your song on the jukebox in Hell, you might as well dance." - K. Simpson


"Futile... like a FOX, baby!" - Tara in The Late Shift by wiccachica

[WillowTarafan98]

VERY COOL!! No Fic. bashing here! If anyone does, they have to answer to me! Great story!



~Stephie~

If you woke up breathing, congratulations, you have another chance!

[Thanatopsis]

Woo hoo Faith/Buffy kissage and Willow/Tara with the happy nakedness.

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Too many of us live desert lives. ~Charles de Lint

[MissQuirky]

YAY!!! This is wut i've been waitin 4!! WONDERFUL i say WONDERFUL update!! Loved it, I Can't wait 4 more!!

"W-well, I-I was wondering, maybe, you would wanna go out sometime? For coffee ... food ... kisses and gay love?" - Willow (Normal Again)

[Jennpurr]

A big WOO and HOO!!!



Hee.... Buffy is so funny when she is drunk. All I could picture in my head was her from, "Beer Bad." I just loved that.



And YAY for Faith for getting up in that woman's face; it's not good that she slapped Faith though. I really hate people like that.



Buffy and Faith and the smoochies. YAY!!! FINALLY!! It was so worth the wait. And Willow and Tara, with the naked kinda together. Awww... so sweet.



Thanks for the update, Jen. I can't wait for more.



Jen

------------------------Willow: strong like an amazon?
Tara: Strong like an amazon, right.

[MadeinNZ]

Hooray. Nakedness and smoochies. Can't beat it.

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"When someone falls for Willow, they stay fallen" - Normal Again

[xita]

Ahh yes w/t finally got down the nakedness.. sweet!

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"Oooh Xita!" - Amber Benson

[spazz07]

Quote:

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Buffy: Thank you for you hos… hospitil… hospitality! Have a wonderful evening, and if you’re driving tonight, don’t forget your car.

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I laughed my ass of at that one. smoochies and nakedness, no complaints here. People like Miss Singer piss me off big time. It's a free world where people are given choises about their life, not told how to live it. I can't wait for more.



Cheers

Nath

If life was meant to be a bed of daisy's we'd have chicken crap thown on us all the time.

[Broken hart]

YEY!!! I'm all kinds of happy now, it was a great update and Buffy and Faith drunk very funny i love drunk Buffy she's so much fun!!!

love jade x x

The heart was made to be broken.

[Ange]

AHHHHH!!! Yeah!!! Finally!!!

W/T and the naked!! B/F with the kiss. Yeah!!!

Thanks for this part.



Ange.

----------------------------------- "Things are not always what they seem to be...." Shakespeare Willow & Tara Stuff Site (Videos, caps, avatars, forum...)

[Ginner WTluv]

Heehee.... I'm glad you all liked it Of course, i always try to please my readers and i give them what they want not what they supposedly need



~ Jen.... still very bitter.

[snuggle79]

Awww! That was great! Aww, and with the rain, SO romantic! *sigh* Man, that Miss Singer was a really stupid cow. But I loved drunken Buffy and Faith.

That was funny!

Tara:"Maybe we dreamed it."

Willow:"Right. Right. Wrong! (points at her head ) Different Brains." Tara:"Oh yeah."


Can we just skip it? Can...can you just be kissing me now?

[willntlover]

Buffy told her mom faith was her gf!!!!!



And willow and tara :sigh



-Will

"Hear that baby? You're my always."

"well, you know, when you play a lesbian witch you've gotta get killed in this fun kind of exciting way, so the heart was the way to go..."

"we have the most amazing fans though they LOVE us."

[Imperfectly Me]

Ginner, that update was awsome. I loved your drunken Buffy/Faith interaction...and yes, hummus is a strange word when you're drunk....More soon please?? *puppy dawg eyes*



Aim

[Ginner WTluv]

Okay, here's part 7. I'll warn you, after this.... happiness takes the back road and angsty stuff fills in for a while.... but i promise you all a happy ending

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Part 7



Faith woke to a throbbing pain in the back of her head. She threw off the covers and stumbled out of bed. Groaning, she swung open the door to her bedroom and her eyes widened when she found a half naked Willow standing in the kitchen. She quickly covered her eyes and Willow shrieked and scampered back into Tara’s bedroom



Faith: Sorry! I uh…. Sorry!



She shook her head and walked into the kitchen. Tara emerged from the bedroom seconds later, wrapped in the bed sheets.



Tara: I hear you been ogling my girlfriend.

Faith: There was no ogling! I walked into the kitchen and bam. Half naked Willow standing there, eating my bread rolls.



Tara giggled and leaned against the doorframe.



Faith: Looks like you had a good night.

Tara: Oh yeah.



Faith smirked and started looking through the cupboards.



Faith: Do we have any aspirin?

Tara: I think there’s some in the side draw.



The brunette nodded and moved to look through the draw. Smiling, she took out the aspirin and grabbed a glass of water.



Tara: Good night?



Faith rolled her eyes and groaned again.



Faith: What I remember of it.



She suddenly started grinning.



Tara: I know that look. Did something happen last night?

Faith: Yes. You could say that.

Tara: Oh?



Faith placed her glass in the sink and turned back to Tara.



Faith: Buffy kissed me.

Tara: What?

Faith: She kissed me.

Tara: Oh my god. When?

Faith: After we left the party…. I think.

Tara: You think?

Faith: It’s kind of hazy, but there was definite kissage.

Tara: Are you sure?



She walked out into the hallway, returning seconds later with her leather jacket. Grinning, she threw it to Tara.



Faith: Yup. Grass stains on the back of that prove it.



Tara shook her head and laughed.



Faith: You didn’t think-

Tara: Faith, I wasn’t sure of anything, okay? But I’m happy for you.

Faith: You are?

Tara: Of course I am. Nothing would have made me happier than to see you get the girl, and you did.



She heard Willow shouting from the bedroom and smirked.



Tara: Well, almost nothing.



Buffy’s house



Buffy groaned as she entered the kitchen. Joyce turned and smiled at her and offered her some pancakes.



Buffy: Dear god, no.



Joyce chuckled and shook her head.



Joyce: That’s what you get for drinking too much.

Buffy: Never again.

Joyce: Did you enjoy yourself last night?



Buffy took a seat at the table and held her head in her hands.



Buffy: I don’t know.

Joyce: You don’t know?

Buffy: I don’t remember a thing about last night. Last thing I remember is coming out of the bathroom to find Miss whatsherface shouting at Faith.

Joyce: I’m sorry about that. I had no idea Pauline was so-

Buffy: Unbalanced?

Joyce: Is Faith okay?

Buffy: I told you…. I don’t remember.



Buffy shifted uncomfortably in her seat.



Buffy: Do we have any aspirin?



Faith and Tara’s apartment.



Fait had crawled back into bed after Tara had gone back to Willow. Her head was throbbing. Closing her eyes tightly, she sighed.



Faith: That’s the last time I drink.



Her eyes fluttered open again and a smile appeared on her face. Her mind drifted back to the night before. It was still a bit hazy, but one thing was clear.



Buffy kissed me! She kissed me!



Faith grinned and buried her head in her pillow. Thinking about the night before made her somewhat giddy. She felt like jumping around and screaming “Buffy kissed me!” to the world. Yep, the day had started off great.



A little later



Faith was up and making a late breakfast in the kitchen when Willow and Tara finally dragged themselves out of bed.



Faith: Good afternoon.

Willow: It defiantly is.



The brunette smirked.



Faith: Jeez, Will. You look like the cat that got the cream.

Willow: Purr.



Willow and Faith both giggled as Tara came up behind Willow and wrapped her arms around her girlfriend’s waist.



Tara: What are you making?

Faith: I don’t know…. I got hungry, so I just grabbed a load of thing out of the fridge and decided to see what I could make with them.



Willow looked down at the items Faith had laid out on the top.



Willow: Peanut butter and tuna fish? Eww….

Faith: Yeah, that didn’t quiet work out.

Tara: Ooh…. Pickles, cucumber and cheese sandwiches, nummy.

Faith: One of my more satisfying concoctions. You want one?



Tara nodded and took a seat at the table. Willow sat down next to her and began reading a magazine that had been left out.



Tara: So, have you told Willow about last night?



The redhead’s head shot up.



Willow: What happened last night?

Faith: Nothing.

Tara: A kiss.

Willow: With who?!

Faith: No one.

Tara: Buffy.



Faith put her knife down on the table and turned to look at Tara.



Faith: Thanks.

Willow: Oh my god! When? How?

Faith: After the party and with what you two got up to last night, I’m assuming you know how.



The brunette winked at the two girls and Tara’s face turned the colour of Willow’s hair.



Willow: Now, now, Faith. Just because you’re not getting any….



Willow stuck her tongue out at her best friend and grinned. Faith rolled her eyes and went back to making Tara’s sandwich. The redhead absently began fiddling with one of Tara’s fingers, causing the blonde to smile.



Willow: So….

Faith: What?

Willow: What happened?

Faith: We kissed. No big deal.



Willow laughed.



Willow: I heard you squealing with happiness earlier, don’t stand there and tell me it isn’t a big deal.

Faith: Okay…. Maybe it’s a big deal, I just…. Don’t want to get my hopes up in case Buffy didn’t mean it.

Tara: Buffy doesn’t kiss all of her friends like that, Faith.



Faith smirked, remembering their little “secret argument”.



Faith: You wish.

Tara: Hey! I’ll have you know I have a wonderful girlfriend, thank you very much. I don’t wanna kiss anyone else.

Willow: Always a good thing to hear.

Faith: Yeah well, like I said, I’m not gonna make a big deal out of it….



Willow leaned forward on the table, grinning at her best friend.



Willow: Go on, Faith. I know you want to.

Faith: Nope.

Willow: Faith….

Faith: Not going to work, Willow. I am remaining calm and not making a big deal out of it.

Willow: She kissed you…. Buffy kissed you….



And that was it. The sandwiches forgotten, Faith was jumping around the kitchen like a bouncy ball, squealing again. Willow and Tara laughed and shook their heads.



Tara: I thought you weren’t going to make a big deal out of it.

Faith: Oh hell, screw that. Buffy kissed me!!



Buffy’s house



Buffy lay sprawled out on the couch in the living room. Dawn came bounding into the room carrying a pizza she’d ordered. She lifted the lid, shoved a piece into her mouth and turned to Buffy.



Dawn: You want some.

Buffy: I…. I’m gonna be sick.



The blonde leapt up off the couch and ran towards the bathroom.



Faith and Tara’s apartment



The three girls were sat in the living room, watching the television. Faith’s head was tilted to the side as she watched and tried to make sense of what was going on.



Faith: What are we watching?

Tara: Joan the vampire slayer.



Faith laughed.



Faith: What kind of a name is Joan?

Tara: What kind of a name if Faith?

Faith: Whoa, defensive gal.

Tara: Just shut up and watch it.



A few minutes pasted before Faith spoke again.



Faith: Who’s that?

Tara: Anthony, Joan’s watcher.

Faith: Watcher?

Tara: He trains Joan.

Faith: Oh. Trains her for what?

Tara: Slaying vampires, duh.



Faith shifted in her seat and pointed to the television.



Faith: Who’s the guy with bleached blonde noggin?

Tara: Randy.



Faith burst into giggles.



Faith: What’s his brother’s name? Horny?

Willow: Will you shut up!



Both girls turned to look at the redhead who had been quiet until now.



Willow: What? I’m trying to watch this.



Faith and Tara just looked at each other and started giggling again.



Willow: Shush!



Willow fumbled about trying to find the remote as Amber and Alyson came onto the screen. Willow pressed the volume button.



Willow: Anyone of you speaks now, I’ll go into the kitchen and grab a knife, I swear I will.



All eyes turned to the television.



Two girls are in a dimly lit room. The first, sits Indian style on her bed, the second lying beside her….



Alyson: Where do you think she is?

Amber: Who? Eliza?

Alyson: Yeah. I wish she’d make a move. She’s making my stomach all acidy.

Amber: But you think Joan can handle her.



Alyson sits up.



Alyson: I think so, but it doesn’t mean Eliza won’t hurt someone else.

Amber: Well, you should be safe. Nobody knows you're here. I mean, they don't even know I exist, right? I know all about them, but...



Alyson puts her hand on Amber's knee for a second.



Alyson: [softly]: Hey.

Amber: I-I mean, th-that's totally cool. It-it's good. It-it's better.

Alyson: Amber, it's not like I don't want my friends to know you. It's just... well, Joan’s like my best friend, and she's really special. And there's this whole bunch of us, and we sort of have this group thing that revolves around the slaying, and-and I, I really want you to meet them. But I kind of like having something that's just, you know, mine.

And I, I usually don't se so many words to say stuff that little, but do you get that at all?



Amber: I do.

Alyson: [sighs] I should check in with Anthony, get a situation update.



She gets up and walks behind Amber.



Amber: I am, you know.

Alyson: What?



Amber turns and looks up at Alyson.



Amber: Yours.



Alyson smiles.





Faith: Aww….



Both Willow and Tara turned to look at Faith, eyebrows raised.



Faith: What?



Nothing.



Faith: What?! Jeez, I can’t think a couple on TV are cute?



Faith huffed and got up off the couch. She started to leave the sitting room, when there was a knock at the door. Angrily, she stomped over to it and threw it open.



Faith: What?!

Buffy: Um…. Bad time?

Faith: Buffy? God, sorry, I um….

Buffy: No worries.

Faith: Come in.



Buffy smiled as Faith stepped aside. She walked into the sitting room and found Willow and Tara already sitting there.



Buffy: Hey.

Willow: Buffy, hi.

Tara: Hi.



Both girls began to grin as soon as they saw the blonde. Faith returned to the room and tilted her head towards the kitchen. Willow and Tara took the hint and stood up.



Willow: We’re just gonna….

Tara: Go get some….

Willow: Stuff.

Tara: Yeah.

Willow: Bye.



They disappeared, leaving Faith and Buffy alone. Faith took her seat across from the blonde and rested her elbows on her knees, then her chin on her hands.



Faith: So, what can I do for you?



Buffy fidgeted nervously for a moment before answering.



Buffy: It’s about last night.

Faith: Oh. Listen I-

Buffy: Do you remember anything that happened?

Faith: Um….

Buffy: Cause, the um, the last thing I remember was drinking…. Then it all kinda falls into a big black hole afterwards.



Faith’s heart sank, but she tried not to show her disappointment.



Faith: Um…. No. Nothing. That’s the last thing I remember too.

Buffy: Oh, okay.



The brunette tried her best to smile and she shrugged her shoulder.



Faith: Alcohol can do that to people. You know, memory loss and everything.

Buffy: Yeah, I was just wondering anyway.



Faith shifted in her seat, realising she was sitting on the remote control and she turned the video off. A news broadcast suddenly appeared on the TV.



Reporter: I’m here at LA state prison, where a prisoner escaped earlier today.



Both Buffy and Faith’s attention turned to the TV.



Reporter: It was in the earlier hours of the morning when the alarm was raised. Police men flooded to the cell of the prisoner, only to find it empty. Mr Peter Maclay, sentenced to three years in prison 4 months ago after being found guilty of abusing his daughter, is said to be dangerous. If you have any information on his whereabouts, please contact your local police station immediately.



Faith’s mouth hit the floor. She turned to Buffy and found the same expression of worry clouding her face. Tara’s father had escaped.

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Hope you liked.



~ Jen

Edited by: Ginner WTluv at: 7/30/02 1:22:06 pm

[spazz07]

Wow when you said angsty, i didn't expect crap being flung danerously close to a ceiling fan Poor Faith getting her hopes up but now my worries rest with Willow and Tara. *Shivers at the thought oh him finding them* More soon okies.



Cheers

Nath

If life was meant to be a bed of daisy's we'd have chicken crap thown on us all the time.

[Jennpurr]

Uh oh... I was wondering how long it would be, before something bad happened. I hope Willow/Tara will be safe from Tara's father. The bastard!!



Poor, Faith. Buffy doesn't remember the kiss. That really sucks! I wonder if Faith will confess to her, that it happened??



I'm anxious for the next update whenever you can post it.



Jen

------------------------Willow: strong like an amazon?
Tara: Strong like an amazon, right.

[Broken hart]

oh poor faith she was all kinds of happy and Buffy goes and breaks her heart, i'm hoping Buffy and Faith get happy ending!!

and Tara's Daddy is out!!! can't wait for the rest!!

The heart was made to be broken.

Edited by: Broken hart at: 7/31/02 8:04:34 am

[snuggle79]

Oh shit, Tara's father is out! Please, don't let him get Tara or Willow. And i can't really believe, that Buffy really forgot about the kiss?? Although alcohol can do a lot...hm...

Great Update!

Tara:"Maybe we dreamed it."

Willow:"Right. Right. Wrong! (points at her head ) Different Brains." Tara:"Oh yeah."


Can we just skip it? Can...can you just be kissing me now?

[Ginner WTluv]

Heehee... glad you liked it and yes, Tara's dad is a bastard.... grr argh.... but unfortunately, for my story to continue, i kinda need him in it But, never fear! A happy ending is destined. That's the thing about my fics, they have to have a happy ending otherwise i get upset

Another update will be here as soon as i finish it.



~ Jen.... crazy lil' purple kitten



Editing to add: Check me out! Flaming O!! Yay for naughty neather realm spells

Edited by: Ginner WTluv at: 7/30/02 6:24:22 pm

[MissQuirky]

Awww its sooo sad Buffy doesn't remember anything from that drunken night, like the kiss! And dammit Tara's father outta prison! I soo can't wait 4 more!

"W-well, I-I was wondering, maybe, you would wanna go out sometime? For coffee ... food ... kisses and gay love?" - Willow (Normal Again)

[Ange]

Oh, no!!!! Buffy doesn't remember anything and Tara's dad escaped!!!!! OMG!!! OMG!!! Angst!!!



Ange.

----------------------------------- "Things are not always what they seem to be...." Shakespeare Willow & Tara Stuff Site (Videos, caps, avatars, forum...)

[the vamp nurd]

ooh ooh [happy face happy face].

Love... Joan the vampire slayer!

Tara's dad boo!

The vamp nurd. [Still waiting for her fangs]

[pikescoob]

Oh man Buffy doesn't remember....that really stinks...poor Faith. And oh no Tara's father got out, that can't be good...grrrr....he better stay away but he probably won't Loved the update....hehe...now Faith is into 'Joan the Vampire Slayer'



--Michelle

[Ginner WTluv]

Here's the next part for my favourtie people Only little, but after reading Ally's fic.... i need to cool off Hope you like

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Part 8



Fear. We all have it. For some reason or another, there’s always something that can dig it’s nails into you and bring out the fear we all have buried deep inside. It’s not something we have control of. We can’t just turn to it and say; her there, sparky, back up there. It wouldn’t listen to us even if we could. Fear is a cold-blooded monster. Much like hatred. They both run deep inside us. Surge through our veins. Sometimes we can feel them. Raging underneath our skin, begging to be release. For some, the strength to contain it just isn’t there, they don’t have it. So it breaks out and they hurt to. Blinded by rage, they don’t care who they hurt.

Fear is a funny thing. Such a small word, yet it has the ability fill our bodies within a matter of seconds. Like an itch under the skin, it begs you to scratch it. Screams it at you until you listen and scratch. And when you do, the skin breaks and it’s free.



Faith and Buffy both shot up off of the couch at the same time. Running into the kitchen, a startled Willow and Tara both looked at them.



Faith: Tara….

Buffy: The news was just on the TV.

Tara: Yeah, that happens every now and again.



Tara frowned at them, confused.



Faith: No…. it…. The news reporter….

Buffy: You’re dad’s escaped.



The colour drained from Tara’s face and she stumbled backwards, knocking her glass of water off the top. Willow caught her as she fainted from pure terror, wrapping her arms around her tightly. She looked up at Buffy and Faith, fear and a tinge of hatred shinning in her eyes.



Willow: He escaped?



Faith could do nothing but nod. Willow picked Tara up into her arms and carried her into the sitting room. Laying her down on the couch, she turned back to Faith and Buffy who had followed her out.



Willow: Okay, okay…. Don’t panic…. Think, think! We need to get Tara somewhere safe.

Faith: Her dad doesn’t know me…. She’ll be safe here.

Willow: Yeah, okay. But…. I can’t leave her here alone.

Faith: Then stay here with her.

Buffy: What about me? Tara’s my best friend….

Faith: Then we’ll all stay here.

Willow: You can’t tell anyone we’re here. Except your parents. If you go missing, they’ll be worried.

Faith: Buffy, there’s a phone in the kitchen, call your mom.



Buffy nodded and disappeared into the kitchen. Willow sat down beside Tara, and moved her girlfriend’s head so it was in her lap.



Willow: What did they say?

Faith: He got out earlier today. They, um, they said he’s dangerous.

Willow: He’s a psycho, Faith. Of course he’s dangerous!

Faith: Okay, okay! Don’t bite my head off, Will. I’m on your side, remember?

Willow: Sorry…. I just…. I can’t believe this is happening.

Faith: He probably won’t come after you. Don’t worry.

Willow: I’m not worried about him coming after me, Faith.



Willow glanced down at the blonde.



Faith: He might not-



She looked back up at Faith, tears shining in her eyes.



Willow: He will. We need to keep her safe. I need to keep her safe.

Faith: You’re not alone in this, Will. We’re all here to help.

Willow: Can you, can you call Oz? I need to ask him about something.

Faith: Sure.



Faith left the sitting room. Willow looked down at her girlfriend and brushed the hair from her face. She was going to keep Tara safe. She wasn’t going to let Tara’s dad touch her ever again.



Outskirts of sunnydale



A car pulled up on the side of the road and the driver turned to the passenger.



Driver: Will here be okay?

Passenger: Yeah, thanks.

Driver: How come you travelled all the way here?



The passenger got out of the car.



Passenger: I came to see my daughter.



He closed the door and began to walk in the direction of the town. The driver of the car shrugged, started his car again and sped off.



Faith and Tara’s apartment



Tara had woken seconds earlier. Faith rushed back into the room, carrying a glass of water for her friend, while Willow held her girlfriend’s hand and tried to comfort her.



Tara: W-why is this happening…. I-I’d just g-got my life sorted out…. W-why does he h-have to come back and m-mess everything up….

Willow: Hey…. shh…. It’ll be okay. I’m not gonna let him near you.



Tara shook her head sadly.



Tara: You-you can’t stop him. He…. He knows h-how to get to me…. He-he knows how to find me….

Willow: Tara, look at me.



The blonde lifted her head, her face tear streaked.



Willow: I’m not going to let him get anywhere near you, okay? I’m gonna protect you, if it’s the last thing I do, I’m going to keep you safe.



Tears rolled down the blonde’s cheeks as she fell into Willow’s arms.



Willow: I’m gonna keep you safe.



Somewhere in Sunnydale



The passenger from the car roamed the streets. The people around him didn’t know what he was looking for or why. They simply passed him by, not giving him a second thought. He made his way towards Sunnydale high school. He’d find his answers there.



Faith and Tara’s apartment.



Willow and Faith were sat in the kitchen. Buffy was with Tara in the sitting room. The redhead held her head in her hands.



Willow: Why is this happening…?

Faith: I’d give anything to stop this, Willow….



She looked up at her best friend.



Willow: I know.



She sighed, wanting to change the subject.



Willow: So, have you talked to Buffy yet? About last night?

Faith: Uh…. Yeah.

Willow: Really? What did she say?

Faith: I don’t remember.

Willow: Oh, come on, Faith. It can’t have been that long ago.

Faith: No, I mean, that’s what she said…. She doesn’t remember anything about last night.

Willow: Oh. Oh, Faith, I’m so sorry.



Faith’s head dropped.



Faith: It’s no biggie. Maybe it’s better this way. Maybe we’re not meant to be.

Willow: Yeah….



She lifted her gaze to look at Willow, tears beginning to form in her eyes.



Faith: Then why does it hurt so much?



Later



Willow walked into the sitting room and sat beside Tara. The other girl was pale and shaking, resting her arms on her legs and her head in her hands. The redhead rubbed her girlfriend’s back soothingly.



Willow: Are you okay?



Tara shook her head.



Tara: I’m s-so far from okay, I-I can’t e-even see it an-anymore.



Willow pulled the other girl into her arms and held her tightly. Faith sat across from them, Buffy moving to sit on the arm of the brunette’s chair, oblivious to the fact that there were three other seats she could have sat in, and Faith turned on the TV.



Reporter: I’m standing outside Sunnydale high school where just moments ago, a break in took place. The police have no leads as of yet as too who it was, but they do know that the file room was ransacked. We’ll bring you more information on the situation as soon as we have it.



Tara’s face paled even more and her breath caught in her throat.



Willow: Tara? Tara, what’s wrong?



The girl couldn’t speak. Choking on the fear that was quickly consuming her whole body, she managed to get five words.



Tara: He-he knows w-w-where I am…..



TBC......

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~Jen.... needs to take a cold shower.....