Summary: Post-Chosen Buffy, and the rest of the gang leave for L.A. To find a new place to establish their home. Willow doesn't show it, but the Tara's death slowly killed her on the inside, but what is to happen when the powers that be bring her back?

Pairings: W/K ((Beginning)) W/T ((My fave -))

Rating: Pg13

Chapter Summary: Willow tries to confront her inner demon's while her, and the gang try to re-group, and deal with there losses.

((Thoughts in Italics))

CHAPTER ONE – Home Sweet Gone

Willow stood there hand on her friends shoulder looking into the crater in the ground that they once called home. There they were the scooby gang minus some of the deceased minor scoobies. All of them where there standing victorious over what felt like their toughest battle yet. Buffy, Xander, Willow, Giles, Faith, and Dawn they all stood there look at their ruined home what had been there life for the past seven years.

We all are who we are no matter how much we have appeared to change

What Giles had said in England rang through her head. The words brought sense with them, but also a bit of confusion. We all are who we are… Who am I really? Willow thought to herself. All I am, all I was died that day in Tara's arms. So who am I? It was the first chance Willow had to really think since for the past couple of month's she has been racking her brain on the first, and its evil plans.

"So where we heading B?" Faith asked snapping Willow out of her thoughts.

"I dunno. I was thinking of stopping by Los Angelus to tell Angel we won our fight." Buffy said still staring out into the open space that was Sunnydale sporting her now trademark sad smile.

"Sounds like a plan. Lets get they Newbies up, and get movin' " Faith said ready to get the hell out of that place. She hadn't really ever liked Sunnydale The only reason she would go there was to help Buffy whenever she needed it, and whether the blonde slayer would it admit it or not she liked having her around.

They all got on the bus, and started there journey to L.A. Kennedy asleep in Willow's arms Dawn asleep on Buffy's shoulder with Xander at the wheel.

Willow couldn't sleep well something was bothering her she just didn't feel right. Then again I haven't felt right in over a year now. That statement of Giles' just wouldn't leave her head. Who am I really? Where am I going? What am I going to do now? She really hadn't given it much thought as to what she was going to be doing after the battle. Well I guess I'll go wherever Buffy or Xander are going.

Who am I really? The question went through Willow's mind for what she thought the hundredth time tonight. I am Willow Rosenberg. A witch, a hacker, and a complete nobody. The same thought that has tortured her since that moment with Xander on the cliff.

The only thing Willow had- The only thing I had going for me were the moments. Just moments when Tara would look at me, and I was wonderful, but that will never happen again. She remembered the moment when she was evil that she had said that to Buffy. Yea because of the dark magic. It pushed her away, and because of it probably ended up getting her killed. As if living after your one true soul mate has died isn't hard enough I have to go on living knowing wherever she is I betrayed her. Not because of Kenn because of Warren. She would've never wanted me to kill someone, and now that I have I disgrace her by living.

Willow fought back the tear that was in her eye. She truly hated herself what she had become after Tara's death. Even with the coven's training, and even helping to save the world. Nothing was going to wash the blood from her hands, and she would have to live with it. She thought for a while before slowly falling asleep.

"Will, Will!" Buffy stood over her shaking her friend trying to get her up.

"Hmm Kenn?" She said Buffy's voice not yet registering.

"No it's Buffy we're here. We're in L.A." Buffy said still shaking her lightly.

"Oh ok" Willow said rubbing her eyes, and getting up. "Where's Kenn?" She asked still a little groggy, and stiff from sleeping on the bus.

"She's inside phoning her parents. We have gotten some of the new slayers on planes to there homes. The rest are either going to tag along with Giles to England to help rebuild the council, or stick here with Angel to help with Wolfram, and Hart." She said as her, and Willow made their way off the bus, and into the Angel Inc building.

"So what about you Buffy? What are you going to do now?" Willow asked noticing she left out her own plans.

"Well me, Faith, and Dawn where going to head over to Cleveland, and try to fight off the forces of darkness there." Buffy responded.

"What about me? Can I come along with you? I mean we have been friend for so long I don't think I could leave you alone just yet." Willow said trying to convince her friend of letting her come with.

"Yea I mean come on Buff can you really say no to that? Of course I'll be coming as well I mean what are friends for if they don't follow you around like helpless puppiess after their home collapses into a giant crater in the ground?" Xander said coming up from behind, and wrapping an arm around each of the girls.

"Sure I don't mind you two coming along, but Will what about Kennedy? She is returning to her parents what about you two?" Buffy asked wondering if Willow was thinking of breaking it off with Kennedy.

"I just think it isn't working. She needs to be with her family, and I need to be with mine it just isn't working out." Willow said with a sigh.

"So you already planned this?" Xander asked taking in what Willow had just said.

"Yea yesterday on the bus we talked it over, and decided it was best if we went our separate ways…" Willow said with another long sigh. "It's for the best I think… We just have a mostly physical relationship it wasn't about love like it is with Ta-" Willow cut herself off realizing what she was saying then shook the oncoming sadness off.

Xander, and Buffy couldn't say anything so they just walked on until they finally got to there rooms for the night. They were staying in some extra rooms in the Angel Inc. building.

Willow sat in her room on her bed thinking about what was next, what she was going to do, and how this was going to end up. It was going to be just like old time Her, Xander, and Buffy living together. Sure there was now Faith, and Dawn. But practically it was still the family, still the original scoobies. At that thought she began to dwell over who they had invited in over the years. Cordy , Angel, Oz, Tara, Anya, Jenny, Spike, Faith, Andrew, and Dawn. She realized that they always had the original three. Those three intact that was the base of the family, the ones who had been through the most, and trusted each other with there lives.

The next day after a good night's rest the gang all met up with Angel, and told them what there were planning after a day filled with goodbyes the gang which now included Buffy, Willow, Xander, Faith, Dawn, and Andrew who whined at the last minute to come with them found themselves on a plane heading for there new home in Cleveland. Backed with what money the council had left, and with what Angel could spare they were on there way to make a new home on a new hellmouth full of new adventures. Willow knew this wouldn't be the same it couldn't the three of them had all lost someone important to them, and they knew that it would be hard pressed to get over that. Even though Willow's has had the most time to heal it is also the hardest to heal since she lost her one, and only soul mate.

After a long air ride to Cleveland they got off the plane, and headed out the door of the airport into the bright day. The six of them stood there in the warm sunlight, and somehow knew things would get better. Buffy with her trademark sad smile on now walked in lead of the others towards there new house, and new life.

What a strange family we are. Two vampire slayers, a witch, a carpenter, a mystical key, and a nerd. Willow smiled at the thought, and for the first time in a long time felt happy to be herself. Maybe things won't be so bad after all. After all this time she seemed at peace with herself. No longer did having an accomplice to her lover's murder disturb her. She had forgiven Andrew in her own mind which was in process a step to forgiving herself.