DISCLAIMER:: Oh you know the deal. I don't own them, if I did, I would have treated them WAY better than they did. Anyway, they belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, etc...I'm just borrowing them for a little bit
-Family—
CHAPTER 2- Willow…
The ride home was silent. Tara had written Willow's address for her dad on a post-it before leaving the car and entered the two-storey house, where she lived with her mom, the owner of the only bookstore of the town, and her 19 year old cousin Faith, who had came to live with them when she was 13.
Her parents had divorced when she was 10, specially because her mother didn't want to move them again because of her father's job. Steve Maclay had never been the kind of father to spend too much time with his children but they both knew he loved them, no matter what.
They had moved to Sunnydale when Donny was a senior in high school from LA. Instantly, the boy had made friends with one beautiful and wonderful and very gay Willow Rosenberg and her friends, Buffy Summers and Xander Harris. Since that first day, the Gang would gather at the house and hang out. Tara mostly spent her time with Faith, since she didn't have any other friend, and her cousin had been the first to notice how smitten the blonde was with the redhead Goddess (specially because she stood staring at her for about 10 minutes and did the same every time the redhead was in the house).
One year and three months ago, to be exact, Tara had decided to go for a drink to the Bronze, the local dance and hang-out spot. It was 'only ladies' night and after hearing Faith for two hours explaining why she needed to go out and 'get some', she decided to go. She didn't expect anything to happen…until the softer hand ever touched her hand and when she looked up, she saw Willow smiling at her. At first they were talking like friends about anything that came to mind…Tara wasn't very sure what happened next but they ended up making-out inside Willow's car. They had talked a lot that night. It turned out that Willow had wanted her for a long time, but that she hadn't made her feelings known because she was Donny's little sister, and everybody knew how protective of her Donny was. So they had talked some more, and some more…They agreed to meet the next day for coffee and talk some more…By the end of the week, they were officially dating.
Tara's mother, Claudia, had been more than happy when Tara told her, Faith had laughed her ass off and then had congratulated her. The thing was Donny… They had told Donny after about four months…Since then, the boy hadn't been very accepting of their relationship. Not because he didn't love and accept that Tara was gay, in fact, many times he had encouraged her to go out and meet girls… it was just that he couldn't accept that one of his best friends was actually dating his little sister.
"Yo, T!"
The door of Tara's bedroom opened and Faith entered. Tara had already showered and changed and was preparing her backpack for school next morning, another small bag next to it on the bed.
"Spendin' the night at Red's again, T?" Faith asked and sat on the foot of the bed.
"Yes. I need to talk to her about…um something," Tara said as she closed the backpack.
"Is all cool, T? How did the dinner with the Colonel go, by the way?"
"Well, I wanted to talk to her about that…Dad wants to meet her," Tara told her cousin. "Actually, the three of us are having dinner tomorrow night at her house," Tara added and Faith the saw the desperation in Tara's eyes.
"I see the problem, T," Faith said, holding back a fit of laughter. Tara rolled her eyes when her cousin couldn't hold back anymore and burst out laughing.
"Laugh all you want, Faith. Now I have to go and hope Willow doesn't get mad at me."
Faith stopped laughing and looked at her cousin.
"Dude, like she can be mad at ya. C'mon, you got Red eating from your palm. Just give 'er a few kisses and some T lovin' and she'll say yes to anythin'," Faith said and smirked.
"You're not helping, Faith," Tara said.
"So, how did it go? Seriously this time," Faith asked. Tara sighed and sat next to her.
"Well, we were in silence, so dad asked what was wrong and Donny told him to ask me. So I told him…I don't know…Dad was weird tonight," Tara said.
"Weird, how? The Colonel was always a bit weird, T," Faith said and chuckled.
"Yeah well…he was weirder tonight. Usually it's Donny and I talking and he being…"
"A statue?" Faith tried to help.
"Well…yes," Tara had to agree. "So he started asking all these questions, ya know… About me and Willow." The blonde frowned for a moment and sighed. "The whole situation was a bit weird."
"He asked if you were still a virgin?" Faith joked and Tara looked at her wide eyed. The blonde shook her head, getting red as a tomato at the idea of her father asking that. "Then it wasn't weird."
"Okay, it wasn't weird. It was…unusual," Tara corrected her own words. "I just hope Willow doesn't freak out."
"Um, T…It's Red we're talking about," Faith said.
"You're so not helping, Faith," Tara said. The blonde seemed to think for a moment. "Okay, you're right. Willow will probably freak out. If she doesn't now when I tell her, she will tomorrow."
"Ya know she will, T-"
They were interrupted by a knock on the door. Claudia entered the room and smiled at her daughter and niece. Nobody could deny that Tara was her daughter, they were like two drops of water: same golden hair, eyes shade, high cheek bones and luscious lips…
"Darling, Willow is downstairs waiting for you," Claudia said.
Tara stood up and picked up her bags.
"Faith will tell you everything about tonight, okay, mom? Love you." Tara hugged her mom and kissed her cheek.
"Love you too, darling. Have a good time."
Tara blushed when her mother winked at her. Tara practically ran downstairs and still she could hear Faith and her mother laughing in her room.
Willow was radiant, as usual. The redhead was a Goddess, Tara had no doubt. Willow was wearing a dark purple fitting shirt that clung to every curve of her small but feminine body and the fitting blue jeans made her butt look delicious. Tara almost launched herself into Willow's arms, dropping the backpacks on the floor.
"Hey baby, missed me?" Willow joked and hugged her girlfriend.
"I actually did. I missed you very much," Tara said before kissing Willow's red lips urgently. Willow placed her hands on Tara's shoulders and pulled apart slightly.
"Whoa. Slow down, baby," Willow said. "Are you ready?"
"Yes. Let's go."
Willow grabbed the two backpacks from the floor and took her girlfriend's hand and led her outside.
"Ya know, I could have walked, it's not like you live so far away," Tara said before closing the front door behind her.
"And let my girl walk alone at night? Are you crazy, Tare? No way I'm doing that," Willow said as she and Tara walked towards the black Porsche car parked in the street.
"I know, I know. Let's go. I have something to tell you, Will," Tara said and smiled when the redhead opened the passenger door for her and closed it carefully.
Willow walked around the car and got into the driver side.
"Is everything alright?" Willow asked concerned.
"Yes…no…I don't know, you'll tell me when I tell you," Tara said, worried of how Willow may react.
"Tara, baby?" Willow made her girlfriend look at her. "You're not breaking up with me, right?" Willow checked.
"God, no!"
"Then, don't worry, baby." Willow smiled at her and Tara gave her a crocked smile that was only for Willow.
-Family—
"Okay, then…what's up?" Willow asked as she stretched on the couch.
Tara laid down next to her and wrapped her arms around the shorter girl's waist. Willow rested her head on the blonde's chest and placed a soft kiss on the skin she found after moving the neck of Tara's shirt a little bit.
"Willow," Tara warned. They needed to talk, they couldn't get distracted by…other things. And Tara knew the redhead was insatiable when it came to those…other things…
"What?" Willow asked innocently. "It was just a kiss."
"Yeah well, we need to talk," Tara said firmly.
"Okay. Let's talk," Willow agreed. "By the way, how did the dinner go?"
"About that…" Tara took a deep breath. "We're having dinner with my dad here tomorrow night at 8," the blonde let out as fast as she could.
Willow's eyes widened slightly and didn't say anything…They were having dinner with the Colonel…The redhead moved so she was lying on her stomach and propped herself on her elbow.
"Really? You…you told him about us?" Willow asked, paling at the thought of having dinner with the Colonel.
"I didn't tell him, really…" Tara bit her lower lip.
"Donny," Willow sighed and Tara nodded.
"I'm sorry, Willow. You don't know how my dad can be and I just couldn't say no-" Tara was cut off by Willow's lips pressing softly against her own.
"It's okay, baby. I just…So, what did he say?" Willow asked and laid her head down on Tara's chest again.
"Well, he asked about us…If you treated me right, ya know, that kind of things… If you lived alone..."
"You didn't tell him that dad moved months ago and you're practically living with me, did you?" Willow asked and nodded when Tara shook her head to indicate that she hadn't. "So, what time are we expecting him to be here?"
"8 c' clock," Tara answered.
"Okay. We can do this…I can do this, I can," Willow chanted to herself.
"Will, it's okay. I know you don't really want to meet my dad, trust me, I didn't really thought we would ever get to this point, but I'm sure we can do this," Tara said, hoping to make her girlfriend feel better. When Willow didn't respond, Tara asked: "Are you mad at me, Willow?"
Willow's head jerked up and the redhead looked to her girlfriend.
"No, baby, I'm not. I'm just…thinking…But I'm not mad at you. And don't think I don't want to meet your dad, he's your dad, you know. I do want to meet him but I'm not going to lie, he's a marine…meaning the idea of meeting him scares the crap out of me, Tare. But we can do this."
Willow moved up, so her body was half on Tara and half on the couch and brought up her right hand to cup her girlfriend's cheek. The redhead leaned in and their lips met softly. The kiss was sweet and full of love, they didn't need to say anything else. They both knew that as long as they were together, they could do anything. And suddenly, meeting the Colonel didn't see as frightening as it did a minute ago.
Both girls rested their foreheads together and Tara smiled slightly when Willow's nose brushed against hers.
"I love you. And we can do this," Willow whispered.
"I love you too. And yes, we can do it together."
They kissed again, their lips moving against each other in a sensual dance…The girls would not get enough sleep that night…
