Chapter 3

A/N: Same old, same old. I don't own anything.

"Willow?" Tara asked, "Stop fooling around."

"I'm really sorry, but I don't know who you are." Willow answered her voice slightly muffled.

"It must be amnesia." Tara thought. "Do you know who you are?"

Willow looked thoughtful, "Yes. My name is Willow Rosenberg."

"How old are you?" Tara asked quickly.

"Seventeen." Willow replied. "I just graduated High School last month."

Tara bit her lip, this was so not good. That was why Willow didn't know her. They didn't meet until January of their freshman year of college. Tara took a deep breath, "Willow, I'm going to get a doctor, but I'll be back."

Tara left the room, found a doctor told him Willow was awake, and went off to find the others. Xander, Anya, and Dawn were still in the waiting room. Dawn apparently exhausted after the events was fast asleep, her head resting in Anya's lap.

"Xander, can you come with me please." Tara asked, her voice not showing any form of emotion.

Xander got up and followed Tara to the ICU. A doctor exited the room and nodded to the two of them not saying a word.

Xander noticed that Willow was awake the second he entered, "Will!" he cried.

Willow smiled briefly, "Xander." She began to frown, "You look different."

Xander looked down at his clothes, "Will, what's wrong?"

Willow stared at him, "Where's Buffy, and Oz? I know Angel left, but shouldn't Cordelia be here also, I know she's not a Scooby, what about Giles? By the way who is that blond woman?"

Xander raised an eyebrow, "Willow."

Tara interrupted, "She thinks she's seventeen. She believes that she just graduated high school."

Xander took a deep breath, closed his eyes and began to try to explain everything. "Willow, you were shot. You hit your head when you fell, so I'm guessing you have amnesia. Not that you forgot everything, 'cause hey you remember who you are, and me, and Buffy. But Willow, we've been out of high school for three years. You're Twenty-one, not seventeen. Buffy was also shot, but she's fine. She's sleeping right now, but with her Slayer healing she'll be fine soon. Angel and Cordelia have been living in Los Angeles for the past three years. Giles went back to England, but I called him, and he should be back soon. Willow you and Oz broke up, a couple of years ago. This blond woman is Tara Maclay…your girlfriend."

Willow frowned harder, "My girlfriend, that's impossible. I'm not gay…not that I have anything against people who are. We had a friend named Larry who was gay, but I'm just not."

Tara glanced helplessly at Xander with tears streaming down her face. Willow also began to look uneasy, she didn't like making Tara upset.

Xander decided to ask an important question, "Willow, who does Buffy live with?"

"Her mom and Dawn, why ask?" Willow responded.

Xander thanked the lord for Willow remembering Dawn. He didn't want to have to go through that whole explanation again. "Do you remember Anya?"

"Ex-demon who Cordelia made a wish to and we ended up as vampires in bizarre Sunnydale." Willow replied.

"Yes, she's part of the team now. Spike also kinda is too. I guess." Xander explained.

Willow looked at Tara, "When did we meet?"

"January of our freshman year of college." Tara whispered. "We were in Wicca group together."

Willow shrugged, "So you're a witch too."

Tara couldn't take that blank look that Willow kept giving her, she left the room, and ran to where Anya and Dawn still were.

"Tara?" Anya asked, "You okay?"

"Willow's awake." Tara said, quietly.

Anya's eyes opened wide, "Okay, I'm all happy and stuff, why are you so down?"

"She doesn't remember me. She thinks she's seventeen. Everyone else, Xander, Buffy, you, even Dawn she remembers, I am just some blond woman." Tara cried.

Anya who almost always distanced herself from human emotions almost began to cry herself. Although her relationship with Xander had fizzled, and she couldn't quite figure out Buffy's attraction to those who weren't quite normal, she always had thought that Willow and Tara had the perfect relationship that would withstand everything. Even though they had some tough times lately, it just seemed like everything was getting back to normal. She began to frown, and now one cowardly geek with a gun almost ruined it all.

Tara sat down in one of the chairs and closed her eyes. She herself was also tired. This day was supposed to be perfect. She and Willow were supposed to go out for coffee again, and then try to drag Buffy and Xander to go to the movies and later with Dawn go to the Bronze. It was so hard to believe in one moment three years of memories were just gone.

Back in Willow's room, Xander was trying, unsuccessfully, to get Willow back up to speed.

"Xander you are making my head hurt." Willow whined.

"I'm sorry. I guess I should ask this, how do you feel Will?" Xander said.

Willow put her hand on her head, "Well, I think I probably look like a baby bird. My head hurts a bit, and my back. I guess I hit the ground pretty hard."

Xander nodded, "But?"

Willow nodded, "But, it's strange, I can't feel my legs at all. In fact I can't feel anything below my belly button. Did I lose my legs? Why can't I feel them?"

A/N: Yes…short I know, but at least I updated so don't whine. Not to mention here in NY it's 4:17 AM (Why do my best ideas happen when I'm supposed to be asleep?) Writing is very hard right now, so some updates may be a little slower than normal, but I encourage you to check my other stories and I promise to have another update as soon as I can-Faith E Cassidine.