Now you can all see who it is. I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Willow didn't know how to react; it wasn't a man, but a werewolf half-phased! She walked back slowly she knew how dangerous werewolves can be, no matter what, she thought with depression. The wolf looked at her with his black eyes. His eves looked sad, something Willow had seen before, but she had to tell herself this wasn't Oz. He wouldn't come back until he had found a way to stop the wolf.
Then Willow noticed something, she looked up briefly, then stared at the half werewolf again. No full moon. Now this is scary. The wolf walked to Willow slowly, his furry, clawed hand reaching out to her. Willow had a terrible need to touch that hand. She backed off, feeling an odd lump in her throat. It's not Oz, it's not OZ! She felt tears well up inside her, it's not Oz! It can't be!
The wolf saw Willow's withdrawal and stepped back, looking at his hand. He stood up straight and closed his eyes. He seemed to be concentrating on his breathing. Before Willow's eyes, the wolf face seemed to be pulling in, the skin softening, the eyes shrinking, the black moving to green. The rough cheekbones sharpened, the fur pulling into the skin.
Willow's tears flowed now, Oz? He didn't change enough to rip his clothes, so he wasn't naked. He had a mixture of emotions playing in his eyes, sadness, happiness, love. Oz walked forward slowly, his eyes holding Willow's.
"Oz?" Willow just simply couldn't believe her eyes. She didn't trust her senses anymore. She just didn't. They had betrayed her too much in the past, "Are you really here?" She reached out to him, touching his face.
Oz closed his eyes, holding her hand to his face, "Willow," He whispered so softly it broke Willow's heart. She couldn't hold her emotions back anymore; she let them all out, breaking down. Oz wrapped his arms around her, soothing her. She knew now, this isn't a dream, Oz is here! He's here and in her arms!
Willow heard a tree branch snap and jumped back, Oz standing protectively in front of her. Buffy stopped in front of them. She froze bewilderment all over her face, "Oz?"
They relaxed, Oz nodding. Buffy looked from one to the other, not knowing what to say or do. She decided kicking him where a man breathes would be appropriate. Oz dropped like lead, groaning.
Willow dropped to Oz's side, "Buffy, what was that for?" She gave Buffy a dirty look.
Buffy threw her shoulders back, "Will, you know he deserves it. I could kill him for what he did to you. She helped him up and patted his back, hard, "But I'm glad your back buddy," She turned her attention to Willow, "Shall we go, I know how much fun this little reunion is in the dark, but I think we should go back. I want to talk to Giles about Invisa-man," With that, Buffy turned on her heel and stalked off.