Finally, Friday arrived and Willow was free to use the ritual. Giles and Tara helped her set up the supplies in their bedroom, removing the spell they'd been using to keep the demon out of Willow's sleep. They finished and Giles left the two witches alone, Buffy and the others waiting for him in the living room.

"All done?" the Slayer asked. Xander and Dawn had been sitting on the couch, but rose to their feet as the Watcher came in. Giles nodded, looking serious. "So she can start the ritual now?"

He glanced over his shoulder at the door as he answered, "She can begin once Tara comes out. She has to be alone during the ritual itself."

Inside the room, Willow was hugging Tara tightly. "I'll make this as quick as possible."

Tara nodded over her lover's shoulder. "I'll be waiting," she promised, lingering in Willow's arms.

Willow pulled back to kiss her, the blonde responding immediately. They slowly pulled back and Willow smiled bravely. "I love you."

Tara smiled and returned it. "I love you too. I'll be right outside."

The redhead nodded. "I'll be there as soon as I can." She looked at her lover closely. "Tara, I don't want you just pacing around outside the whole time I'm in here. Just try and relax, okay? How about we have lunch when I get done? Or dinner, whichever one is closer."

Tara smiled and nodded. "I'll try, sweetie. Buffy might have to hold me down to keep me from pacing, but I'll try."

Willow kissed her again briefly. "Thanks, baby." Tara stepped back reluctantly, squeezing her hand as she walked out the door, staring over her shoulder as she shut it behind her.

Buffy glanced at her, crossing the room to pull the witch to sit on the sofa. "You can't just stand outside the door. We don't know how long this will take. We need to keep you distracted." Tara nodded absently. "We're all worried, Tara. We'll stay in this room until she comes out, but we need to stay busy."

"We still have some of those board games up here," Xander suggested halfheartedly.

Dawn nodded. "Let's try it." They started setting up a game on the table, Buffy dragging Tara by the hand with her to the kitchen.

Inside the room, Willow took a deep breath as she seated herself inside a circle of candles. She started the incantation, closing her eyes with her hands resting lightly on her knees. It felt like her entire body was getting squeezed, but then it suddenly relaxed and she could feel her surroundings shift as she reached her destination.

Opening her eyes, she was greeted by a smiling, naked, green snake woman who was much too close for comfort. "Hello, dear Willow. You may call me Saga."

Willow glanced around cautiously, taking several quick steps back. "Hello. It's nice to meet you, I guess. What exactly did you want with me?"

The demon laughed delightedly. "Dear Willow, you know what I want. I want to train you. You are very powerful, but you have only touched the edges of your potential. There is so much more that I can teach you. In my hands you could become a goddess among mortals."

Willow frowned, shaking her head. "I don't want to be a goddess. I've tasted power like that before. I didn't like it."

"You know that's not true. You did like it. I can feel it right now. You crave it. I can give it back to you. I can make it better than it ever was. You can't possibly imagine what you could become under me." The demon moved closer, her tail curling towards the witch. There was a lecherous smile on her face and she was blatantly running her eyes up and down Willow's body.

Willow closed her eyes briefly, swallowing tensely. "I almost destroyed everything I love using that power. I'll never do it again." She looked the demon in the eyes. "You have nothing I want."

Saga Vasuki eyed her. "Are you sure about that? Are you willing to risk the lives of everyone you love on your self control? Last time you lost control you almost destroyed the entire world, you tried to kill your best friends. Can you make sure you won't be tempted again?"

Willow took a deep breath, thinking of the people she loved. She nodded firmly. "I can. I won't hurt them again."

The demon nodded, smiling. "As you wish, but can you defend them from what's coming without my training?"

"We've done well for ourselves so far."

She laughed joyfully. "You haven't faced anything like what's coming, my dear." She slithered closer as she spoke.

"So, what's coming?" Willow asked, stepping back from her with a frown.

The demon shook her head. "You've been fighting in the daylight, child. Night is coming. You can't face it without me."

Willow swallowed. "I think we can. I appreciate the offer, and the warning, but I can't train with you. We can do this on our own."

Saga Vasuki shook her head. "You have no idea what will happen in the future. My offer will not be extended again. You may never contact me again." She paused, looking Willow over again with a speculative expression on her face. "At least, not without using my…preferred method."

Willow nodded, frowning and crossing her arms protectively over her chest. "I understand."

"As you wish. We could have been so good together." She ran her eyes blatantly over Willow's body again, licking her lips and Willow felt a shudder slide down her spine. "You could have been a goddess at my side. Now you must face your fate."

There was a bright flash and Willow could feel herself fall backwards onto the floor. Her head cracked sharply against the wood and she sat up quickly with a loud yelp, a hand coming up to the back of her skull. A glance at the clock told her she had been talking with the demon for three hours even though it felt to her like a much shorter visit. She quickly blew out the candles, rushing to open the door, anxious to see and reassure Tara.

Tara had deliberately sat in a seat facing the bedroom door and was out of her chair the second she heard the cry from behind the door. By the time Willow had opened the door, Tara was halfway across the room. Willow was gingerly poking at the back of her head as she walked across the room and Tara met her, gently taking the redhead's hand down so she could inspect the back of her lover's head herself.

"Are you okay? What happened to your head?" Tara asked as she checked to make sure it wasn't bleeding.

Willow shook her head, but grimaced as it made the pain worse. "I just cracked it on the floor when I came out of the ritual." She reached back and took Tara's hand out of her hair. "It's just a headache, baby. Some painkillers and I'll be good as new."

"Well, there might be a knot there in a while, but it's not bleeding," the blonde said in relief, holding onto Willow's hand as Buffy waved them over to the table. Xander stood up to get some pills for Willow and gave his chair over to her, handing her the medicine and leaning himself against the counter.

Willow swallowed the pills dry and glanced around the room at her friends. "It went pretty well, I think."

"She didn't touch you or anything, did she?" Xander asked, looking closely at her. Tara shot a look at him and Dawn couldn't resist giggling.

Willow shook her head. "No, Xander. She made me feel the severe need for a shower using only her eyes, but she didn't come any closer than you are right now."

"What did she say?" Giles asked, not eager to stay on the same topic.

"Oh, I told her that I wasn't interested in training with her and she said that she wouldn't extend the deal again so that would be the last time I could contact her using that ritual." She looked over at where Buffy and Giles were sitting. "She said I couldn't fight what is coming without her help."

The two exchanged looks. "Did she give you any clues about what's coming?" Buffy asked, leaning forward.

"The only thing she said was that we've been 'fighting in the daylight and night is coming.' Those were her exact words. She said that we've never faced anything like what's coming." She made a face. "Sorry it's not much to go on."

Giles shook his head absently, already trying to decipher the meaning of the statement. "It's more than we had before you spoke to her. And we've started with less before. Thank you, Willow."

Tara was still eyeing her anxiously and Willow squeezed her hand gently. "Well, now that this is taken care of, Xander and I can get to work on our next project of finding us a place to live."

Xander smiled and nodded. "I called the airport yesterday. We've got tickets on Sunday for Scotland." He glanced at Tara. "If you're sure." The witches exchanged a look and nodded.

"Sounds great. I'm excited. It's been too long since we've had a sleepover, Xander." Willow smiled at him. "Well, one we weren't sharing with thirty slayers," she clarified.

He grinned, complaining, "They were always hogging the chips."

"They were always hogging everything," Dawn corrected him.

Buffy groaned. "Let's cool it with the slayer bashing. I have to go train with them now. I promised Faith I'd come help as soon as we made sure Will's meeting went well."

Willow smiled over at the Slayer. "Thanks, Buffy. I appreciate you looking out for me."

She nodded and sighed as she headed out the door. "I'll see you all after patrol, I guess."

The redhead turned to look at the rest of them. "Well, I was promised a meal after my ritual. Have you guys eaten?"

Xander glanced at Tara. "No, we've all been kind of waiting on you. We were all a little too keyed up to eat." He didn't mention that they'd all been pacing the floor off and on for the last three hours.

Willow glanced at the board game, all of the pieces still in the starting positions. "I see that," she commented, smirking at them.

Tara shrugged, unrepentant. "Hey! My fiancée is in some other dimension talking to some snake demon that wants to get physical with her, I have cause to pace a little." Willow shot her a look, but she didn't flinch, just squeezed Willow's hand in hers. "I just said I would try not to, not that I would be successful."

Xander laughed. "You can't fault her for being worried about you, Will. We all were. Now what about this meal that was mentioned? Do you want to go out, or eat here?"

"Or do you two want to be alone?" Dawn asked pointedly, shooting a look at Xander.

Tara smiled at her. "Thank you Dawnie, but we'd love to eat with you, if you wouldn't mind." Willow nodded, but stopped quickly, a hand coming up to her head. Tara's attention returned to her immediately. "Does your head still hurt, sweetheart? We don't have to go anywhere if you're not feeling good."

Willow opened her eyes, smiling gently. "Maybe we can eat here, and I'll go lay down until dinner's ready?"

Xander nodded. "That's a good idea, Will. You girls go get her situated and I'll take care of dinner." Willow looked up at him in surprise. He quickly defended himself. "I can cook, Willow. Besides, it's getting a bit feminist around here. I need to remind everyone that men can do things too."

Dawn smirked. "But Xander, there's no dryer in here. What are you going to make?"

He frowned. "You'll just have to wait and see because I don't know yet. Now, go lay down. I've got dinner under control."

Giles stood up. "As much as I would enjoy trying whatever concoction you come up with Xander, I believe I'll return to the office and begin researching the clue the demon gave Willow. Have a good evening, everyone. I'm glad you're alright, Willow."

Xander shrugged as the older man left. "More for us. Now, shoo Will," he ordered, waving them out of the kitchen.

"Thanks, Xander," Willow said as she stood up, Tara standing with her.

The redhead smiled at her lover's protectiveness, letting the blonde help her across to the couch. She stretched out on the sofa, lifting her head and pulling Tara down by the hand to sit next her, squirming up so her head was in the blonde's lap.

"That's not going to hurt your head?" She was anxious not to put any pressure on the knot she knew had to be on the back of her fiancée's skull.

Willow smiled up at her. "Nope, feeling better already." She pulled one of Tara's hands down into her hair, smile turning pleading.

Tara sighed. "Fine, but one wince and I'm stopping." Her fingers slowly started moving through red hair and Willow sighed happily, her eyes closing.

Dawn grinned over at them as she changed the channels on the television. "You really can't deny her anything, can you?"

Tara smiled back at her. "I really can't, Dawnie." Willow just smiled and kissed Tara's free hand, holding it gently.

The three girls were pleasantly surprised by the smells that were soon coming from the kitchen and all were relived when Xander finally called over that the meal was ready. Willow rolled slowly to her feet from the couch and they joined him at the table.

"This looks great, Xand. You're definitely cooking on our trip." He grinned at his best friend. She grinned right back cheerfully. "Everybody knows I burn water."

They all dug in enthusiastically, praising Xander's abilities. All too soon they finished eating, deciding to join Giles in his research. They didn't have any luck deciphering the single clue they had. Buffy returned from patrol around midnight and the Scoobies retreated back up to their suite.

"We're going to have to do laundry tomorrow so you can pack for your trip," Tara commented as she frowned at the piles of clothes on the floor of their closet.

Willow slipped her arms around her lover from behind, leaning her chin on the blonde's shoulder. "You and me in a laundry mat could be fun. Nothing to do while we wait for the clothes to finish." Her voice was playful and Tara smiled.

"I'm sure we wouldn't be alone, sweetie." She looked over her shoulder at the grinning redhead. "We can check in the morning with the others, I'm sure they need to do some laundry too."

Willow smirked. "We wouldn't want to corrupt Dawnie, would we?"

Tara grinned crookedly, shaking her head. "Buffy probably wouldn't appreciate that." She paused. "But Dawnie's not here now is she?"

Willow stepped closer, pressing them against the wall, letting Tara turn to face her. "I love the way you think, baby." She kissed the other witch passionately, driving all thoughts of laundry out of her head.

The witches were the last to join the group in the morning, both grinning sleepily. Dawn giggled helplessly as she pushed bowls across the table to them. "You two sleep good? Catch up on your celebrations?"

Tara shot her a look as they poured themselves cereal. "So, Willow and I were talking and we think that maybe we should find a laundry mat and clean some clothes," she said, ignoring Dawn's questions.

"That's a good idea, guys. I know I'm running out of clothes. I'd love to help, but I've got slayer duty all day," Buffy said, poking at her cereal with a spoon.

Dawn shrugged. "I'll go and I can take your clothes." She grinned at her sister. "I'll need some money, though."

Buffy rolled her eyes. "Of course you will. There should be a ten in one of my pants pockets, maybe the dark jeans? You should be able to find it."

Xander spoke around a mouthful, "I'll help too. I'm a laundry pro. Giles, you got anything you need washed?"

The older man spluttered. "I'm quite capable of doing my own wash." He paused. "However, I have quite a lot of research to do. I'll have to attend to the laundry later. Perhaps I can take some of the slayers after training. I'm sure Faith is running out of clean clothes as well."

"That's a great idea, Giles." Buffy perked up immediately. "We can stop training early. It wouldn't be a problem. The girls are actually doing really well."

The Watcher nodded, knowing exactly what his Slayer was up to. "I'm sure you and Faith are doing a wonderful job, Buffy. I can come to your training sessions next week and we can make sure they are prepared to start training the new girls."

Buffy grinned proudly. "I'll be sure to tell Faith. She's been looking for an excuse to push them harder." She finished the last bite of her breakfast, heading out the door, Giles following her. "Thanks for the help with the laundry, Dawn."

The witches finished their breakfast and the four Scoobies gathered their dirty clothes, using spare pillow cases to carry it all. Xander got an address out of the phone book and they loaded their bags into the trunk of Angel's car. After a short drive, they pulled into the laundry mat and piled the bags in front of several machines.

They appropriated three washers, Dawn putting hers and Buffy's clothes into one machine, separating the colors and whites as she dropped them into the machine. Willow and Tara did the same into the next machine. Xander started to just upend his entire bag into the washer, but stopped as Tara shot him a look.

"They're my clothes," he said defensively, pulling the bag back and starting to separate them.

Willow rolled her eyes. "They're all brand new, Xander. Just humor her."

He grinned at the redhead. "You're just whipped, Will."

The witch's mouth dropped open to protest, but stopped, shrugging. "If I am whipped, I'm happy to be." Tara and Dawn laughed at them, Tara stopping her sorting to hug Willow affectionately. They started the washers and the four sat down in some chairs along the wall to wait.

"How about some two handed thumb war?" Tara challenged, lifting both hands. Willow and Dawn grinned at each other and took one of the blonde's hands. Xander laughed as the witch adeptly twitched her thumbs around, blocking both of the other girls' attempts to pin her.

After a moment, she managed to pin Dawn's thumb and turned her full attention to pinning Willow. After another moment she'd done it and threw both hands into the air triumphantly. They played again, Xander challenging Dawn. Willow played Xander next and Dawn battled Tara again. While Xander was warring with Tara, Willow leaned over and whispered to Dawn.

The girls grinned at each other, obviously up to something. "Rematch?" Willow asked, smirking at her lover. She held out her hand playfully. The blonde took it, extending her other one to Dawn. They started their battle, Tara quickly getting the advantage. Willow took a moment of distraction and used her free hand to pull the blonde into a kiss.

Tara immediately let go of the redhead's other hand to slide her hand into her lover's hair, pulling her closer. Dawn quickly used her opponent's distraction to pin her finger. "Oh yeah! I won." She slapped hands with Willow, the redhead still kissing Tara.

Xander and Dawn exchanged glances, shrugging. "Wanna play?" She extended her hand. "I think they're a little distracted." They began thumb wrestling, Xander's larger hand giving him the advantage. The buzzer on the washing machines distracted him enough for Dawn to pin him.

The witches pulled reluctantly out of their kiss, separating. Tara pulled the clothes out of the washer, dumping them into a dryer while Willow piled the next load into the vacant washing machine. Dawn and Xander turned their laundry over as well, rejoining the witches in their chairs.

"If you guys can keep your hands to yourselves, maybe we could do something as a group?" Xander asked, smirking at the two women.

Tara pointed at Willow. "She started it. I was playing fair and she cheated."

"Yeah, I think I missed hearing your complaint about that," Dawn commented, giggling.

The blonde blushed. "Well, any excuse Willow wants to use to kiss me, I'm all for it."

Xander bumped Willow with an elbow, grinning. "Apparently you haven't lost any of your talent, even if your targets are different now." The redhead blushed crimson, her mouth dropping open in shock.

Tara lifted an eyebrow, looking at Xander curiously. "You two? No one ever told me about this."

Xander realized his oversight immediately. "Um…well…it was a very long time ago."

"Before Oz?" Tara asked curiously, looking at the two of them.

Xander glanced apologetically at Willow. She took a deep breath and shook her head. "Kind of…in the middle of…It was a mistake, and he forgave us. It only happened a few times, and he and Cordelia caught us."

Dawn grimaced. "That's why you and Cordelia broke up, isn't it? I remember when she stopped coming around, but Buffy never told me why."

Xander nodded. "Yeah, I screwed it up in a major way. She wouldn't talk to me for a long time after that, not that I blame her."

Tara frowned thoughtfully. "So you cheated on Oz before he cheated on you. But you were with Oz in college. You got back together?"

Willow nodded. "Yeah, he took me back. I begged and pleaded and cried and he took me back." She looked Tara straight in the face. "And you know the rest." She reached over and took her lover's hand, squeezing it.

Xander coughed. "I can't believe no one ever told you that highly awkward story about me kissing Willow before." He glanced at Tara. "I can't believe I opened the door for you hearing that really, really inappropriate story about me kissing your fiancée. How has that never come up before?"

Tara smiled gently. "What matters is that she's my fiancée now. That's the only part that's important to me."

Xander smiled back at her. "Me too. You make Will happier than I've ever seen her in our whole lives. And I've been there for the whole thing so I would know."

Willow smiled cautiously, touching Tara's hand gently to get her attention back. "So you're not freaked that I cheated on Oz?"

Tara shook her head. "I'm a little surprised, but I know you would never cheat on me." She said it simply and calmly, meeting her lover's eyes steadily.

"You're right about that." Willow nodded, smiling fully.

Tara smirked. "So I have nothing to worry about sending you two to Scotland together unsupervised?" she asked teasingly, glancing between the two old friends.

Xander gaped at her, speechless. Willow reached over and pushed his jaw up with one hand. "She's kidding with us, Xander." She glanced at her lover. "You were kidding, right?" The blonde smirked, nodding. "Vixen," Willow whispered, giving her a short but passionate kiss.

"Hey!" Xander objected. "That's how I got into this mess in the first place. I don't want to be branded a home wrecker or something."

The redhead pulled back from her lover. "Don't worry Xander, you couldn't get me even if you still wanted me."

"Which I absolutely do not!" he agreed, eye wide. The dryer buzzed and he jumped to his feet. "Oh, thank God." The girls exchanged grins as he rushed over and started piling the warm clothes back into a pillow case.

They joined him at the machines, switching in their last loads of clothes and taking their dry clothes to the table to fold them. Xander took one look at the table full of girl's clothes and took his bag to another table.

"Oh, come on Xander, she was just teasing. She knows there's nothing going on with us. You can fold your clothes at the same table as us," Willow said, waving him over.

He shook his head quickly. "No way! I can't see all of that." He gestured at the piles of clothes. "I have no desire to anything frilly belonging to…" Willow raised an eyebrow and he hurriedly continued. "…any of you!"

The girls laughed and turned back to their laundry. They got the next load out and folded and Willow and Xander attempted to beat Tara at two handed thumb war while they waited for the last load of clothes to finish drying. They were managing to keep her on defense, but neither of them could pin her decisively. The buzzer on the dryer went off, but no one moved from their chairs.

Xander laughed. "Deploy the secret weapon, Will! Like last time."

The redhead laughed back, but Tara was prepared and started dodging with her head as well. Willow was concentrating on her secret weapon and the blonde managed to take her out of the thumb war. She finally let her lover's secret weapon connect and still managed to pin Xander's thumb with her eyes closed.

"Man, I thought we had her. You are freakishly good at that, Tara," Xander lamented as they all pulled the last of their clean clothes out of the dryers.

"You'd be surprised how bored home schooling can make you. My cousin Beth taught me how to play."

Willow scowled at the mention of Tara's family, but the blonde was quick to take her hand and the feel of her lover's ring pressing into her skin brought a smile to her face. They finished the folding and loaded everything back into Angel's car and drove themselves back to the hotel.

The slayers had just come in for lunch and they put their bags upstairs quickly, joining Buffy and Giles at their normal table to eat.

"How's the research going, Giles?" Tara asked.

The Watcher shook his head. "Frustratingly slow. I don't have anything to go on until I can decipher the meaning of the demon's statement. The only thing I can think is possibly an enemy named after a time of day, but I've been unable to find any references to anyone like that."

Xander grinned at Dawn. "Are you planning on destroying us anytime soon, Dawnie?"

Buffy rolled her eyes, grinning at her sister. "You'd better not be. If you are, you're so grounded."

The youngest girl smirked. "It's not on my day planner, but it's been a slow week, maybe I'll get bored."

Giles shot disapproving looks around the table and they sobered up. "How was training?" Dawn asked to change the subject.

Buffy grinned blissfully. "It's over for the day, so in my book it's a complete success. And my laundry is already done, thank you Dawn, so I'm off the hook until patrol."

The Scoobies all grinned at their leader. "So what are you going to do with your free time?" Dawn asked.

Buffy laughed excitedly. "I'm going to take a nap and it's going to be amazing." She looked around the table. "What time are you guys leaving tomorrow?"

Willow looked at Xander. "The flight leaves at one thirty. We're going to have to leave here around eleven thirty," he answered them both.

The Slayer nodded. "Okay, we should get up early and have breakfast together since we won't see you for a few days."

Tara smiled. "I can make pancakes, but I think we're out of bacon." She looked over at Giles. "Maybe you could pick some up while you're out this afternoon?" He nodded, smiling. "Well, then that's settled. Dawnie, do you want funny shapes or rounds?"

The younger girl grinned. "We should mix it up. Little bit of both?"

Tara nodded, smiling gently. "I can handle that."

They finished their lunch and the Scoobies retreated upstairs; Buffy to her nap while Xander and Willow packed for their trip.

Tara pulled out one of the duffle bags they'd bought at the store and opened it on the bed. Willow was sorting her clothes from Tara's out of the bags of fresh laundry. She found enough clothes for a week and started packing them into the bag.

Tara climbed up onto the bed and just watched her lover quietly. Willow glanced up from packing. "You okay, baby?" The blonde just nodded, smiling. Willow put the last of the clothes into the bag and moved it off the bed, sliding up to sit in front of the other witch. "I'm going to miss you, Tara."

"It's just for a few days."

She nodded. "I know that, and I want to help Xander, but I've tried to live without you for a year and the thought of going to sleep tomorrow night without you beside me…" She shook her head. "I don't like it."

"I don't like it either, sweetie, but it's something we're just going to have to live with. You need to be with Xander right now. He needs his best friend. We can give up a few days together for Xander, right?" The redhead nodded, cracking a small smile. Tara leaned against the headboard, opening her arms. "Come here and sit with me for a while." The small girl climbed up, snuggling into her lover.

"God, I missed this," Willow sighed.

Tara kissed her hair. "You don't ever have to again, Will. I'm right here. Either you'll be back next week or we'll be joining you in Scotland if the castle works out. One way or the other, we'll only be apart a few days."

The redhead nodded, thoughtful. "Thank God for that."

Tara hugged her, leaning her head against Willow's red hair. "I'm going to miss you too."

"Can we just stay like this for the rest of the day?" Willow asked, burrowing her face closer to Tara's shoulder.

Tara nodded. "Anything you want, sweetie. I'm yours."

Willow smiled into her lover's neck. "I love you." She curled an arm across Tara's waist. "So what are you and Dawnie going to do with yourselves while we're gone?"

"I was actually going to study some spells, work on getting stronger." She smiled happily. "And I have some ring shopping to do."

Willow sat up on an elbow, turning to look at Tara. "You're sweet, baby. There's no rush on getting a ring."

Tara arched an eyebrow. "Excuse me, how come you feel its important to give me a ring the day after you propose, but when I want to get you yours, there's no rush?"

Willow shrugged. "I don't know."

"Well, it's important to me that my girl has my ring on her finger," Tara said, leaning forward, slipping a hand into Willow's hair. "I'm wearing yours. I know that matters to you."

Willow leaned forward and kissed her slowly. "Yes, it does." She kissed her again. "Thank you, Tara. I can't wait to see what you choose. I know it'll be perfect."

Tara smiled. "Will, kiss me again."

Willow complied eagerly, both hands coming up to hold Tara's head. She broke away after a long moment as air became an issue. Leaning on her elbows, she grinned at her lover. "How was that?"

"Xander made a mistake when he let you get away." She smiled back. "His loss is my gain."

Willow smirked. "Mine too." She dropped her head back onto Tara's chest.

The blonde grinned. "I'm really going to miss you too, baby." Willow tilted her head and nipped gently at Tara's neck. "Okay, I think we've got a plan for the afternoon," she said breathily as she rolled them over, kissing the redhead deeply. "You're all packed, right? Nothing left to do?" she double-checked before things got more intense.

Willow shook her head. "Nothing left to pack, just got to grab my toothbrush in the morning. Got plenty to do, though." Tara kissed her quickly as she smiled.