"Good god, that's a lot of shake. I mean, I know, part of our ... big ... movie and milkshake fun day, but ...good god, that's a lot of shake." Tara laughed as her and Dawn were spending some quality time together.

"Helps to wash down the Raisinettes." Dawn giggled.

" Promise me that you will eat something green tonight. Leafy green, not ... gummy green."

Tara loved taking Dawn out for a day or two. It feels like it had been months since Tara had been living at the Summers' house but in all reality it had only been a week and a half.

" The movie was fun." Tara tried for conversation.

"Yeah. It was ironic when all those cute inner-city kids taught their coach a valuable lesson."

Tara gained up the nerve to say something about her leaving.

"You know that I will always be there for you, right? There, there was actually more of a lead-in when I practiced that at home."

"I know." Dawn said slowly, looking down.

"It's just ... I wanted you to know that ... my moving out had nothing to do with you, and I, I will never stop loving you." Her saying this made Dawn smile.

"I know. Do you think you'll ever get back together?" Dawn asked hopefully.

"I wish I knew."

"…But you still love her." Dawn pondered the sentence as she said it.

"Very much. I just ... sometimes ... other things get in the way." Tara frowned, recalling everything that lead up to her leaving.

"I know. Uh, she's been doing a lot better lately, though. Uh, she's been really good about ... being careful ... a-about stuff."

"Well, good. Great, that's ... that's great." Tara smiled uneasily.

"You didn't get a shake…" Dawn tried to change the subject.

"Uh, I'm not feeling so good. I think I'm getting sick." Tara said, making a face.

"Oh. You wanna pack up and go?" Dawn asked caringly.

"No. I'm fine. This, this is fun. I cant remember the last time I laughed. I needed this."

"So…you want to do this again sometime then?" Dawn urged.

"Of course I do, Dawn." Tara smiled.

After Tara dropped Dawn off at home, she went to her dorm room to study. This was hard because of the fact that she was running into the bathroom periodically to vomit.

"What is up with me?" She said, talking to herself.

"Maybe you're pregnant." Her roommate, Laura, said laughing.

"Yeah, maybe." Tara joked.

"You should stay out of classes tomorrow. Take a load off. You are probably overworked with everything you've been through with Willow and everything. What did you say she did again?" Laura asked.

"It was a big fight. I don't really want to go into detail. We were kind of personal, you know?" Tara said, dropping her head in sadness of talking about it at all. It was still a very emotional time.

"No problem. Still, you should take up my idea about classes."

"Yeah I suppose. I don't like the idea of missing class though. Making it up is dreadful." Tara winced.

"Don't worry. I'll cover for you." Laura smiled.

"You're a life-saver, Laura."

"It's getting late though. Do you mind if I put the lights out?"

"No. I need rest anyway. Good night."

"Night."