Title: Love's Labor Lost
Author: Ailie McFarland
E-Mail: aixla@juno.com
Rating: pg-13
Fandom: BtVS
Spoilers: New Moon Rising (alternate ending)
Archive: http://www.geocities.com/aixla/fanfic.html
Distribution: Oh! If it helps at all, I'm gonna say yes.
Disclaimer: Oz and Willow do not belong to me. If they did, WAH and NMR wouldn't exist, so I wouldn't have to keep writing these alternate endings!
Author's Note: I don't usually do this kinda fic, so I'm not sure how this is going to go. I'm hoping it's going to be meaningful and sweet ... we'll see. *S*
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Chapter 1: Revelation
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"This thing looks pretty good, considering you drove it overseas."
"Well, it broke down outside of Mexico, and I traded my bass to have it fixed and garaged."
Willow's brow furrowed in concern. Oz wouldn't even look at her anymore, just stared at the steering wheel as he talked. Maybe that was a good thing, though. Her back was killing her, and she kept shifting in her seat as they talked, trying to find a more comfortable position. She wouldn't want him to take her restlessness the wrong way.
"I shouldn't have come back now. I just thought I'd changed."
"But you have changed!" Everything in her wanted to reach out to him, to touch him, to tell him that everything would be ok. But she couldn't, and settled for a smile instead. "You stopped the wolf from coming out. I saw it."
"But I couldn't look at you." And he still couldn't. "I mean, it turns out ... the one things that brings it out in me is you. Which falls under the heading of ironic in my book."
Willow shifted in her seat again. The pain was becoming almost unbearable, coming in short spurts now. She waited until it abated slightly before continuing, hoping Oz wouldn't notice. "It was my fault, I upset you."
"Well, so we're safe then."Oz finally turned and looked her in the eye, taking Willow's breath away. His intense eyes had always done that to her, even when they first met. "'Cause you'll never do that again."
That was the Oz Willow remembered. That small smile, sarcastic and witty. She smiled slightly in return. No matter what, she had faith that he would be okay now. If he could smile after all this, he would be okay.
"But," Oz paused slightly. "You're happy?"
Willow was about to answer when the pain in her back finally overcame her. It spread in a wave through her lower back and sides, pulling the skin of her stomach tight. A low moan escaped her lips. "I ..." she looked up at Oz with terror brimming in her eyes along with unshed tears. "I think I'm in labor!"
Author: Ailie McFarland
E-Mail: aixla@juno.com
Rating: pg-13
Fandom: BtVS
Spoilers: New Moon Rising (alternate ending)
Archive: http://www.geocities.com/aixla/fanfic.html
Distribution: Oh! If it helps at all, I'm gonna say yes.
Disclaimer: Oz and Willow do not belong to me. If they did, WAH and NMR wouldn't exist, so I wouldn't have to keep writing these alternate endings!
Author's Note: I don't usually do this kinda fic, so I'm not sure how this is going to go. I'm hoping it's going to be meaningful and sweet ... we'll see. *S*
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Chapter 1: Revelation
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"This thing looks pretty good, considering you drove it overseas."
"Well, it broke down outside of Mexico, and I traded my bass to have it fixed and garaged."
Willow's brow furrowed in concern. Oz wouldn't even look at her anymore, just stared at the steering wheel as he talked. Maybe that was a good thing, though. Her back was killing her, and she kept shifting in her seat as they talked, trying to find a more comfortable position. She wouldn't want him to take her restlessness the wrong way.
"I shouldn't have come back now. I just thought I'd changed."
"But you have changed!" Everything in her wanted to reach out to him, to touch him, to tell him that everything would be ok. But she couldn't, and settled for a smile instead. "You stopped the wolf from coming out. I saw it."
"But I couldn't look at you." And he still couldn't. "I mean, it turns out ... the one things that brings it out in me is you. Which falls under the heading of ironic in my book."
Willow shifted in her seat again. The pain was becoming almost unbearable, coming in short spurts now. She waited until it abated slightly before continuing, hoping Oz wouldn't notice. "It was my fault, I upset you."
"Well, so we're safe then."Oz finally turned and looked her in the eye, taking Willow's breath away. His intense eyes had always done that to her, even when they first met. "'Cause you'll never do that again."
That was the Oz Willow remembered. That small smile, sarcastic and witty. She smiled slightly in return. No matter what, she had faith that he would be okay now. If he could smile after all this, he would be okay.
"But," Oz paused slightly. "You're happy?"
Willow was about to answer when the pain in her back finally overcame her. It spread in a wave through her lower back and sides, pulling the skin of her stomach tight. A low moan escaped her lips. "I ..." she looked up at Oz with terror brimming in her eyes along with unshed tears. "I think I'm in labor!"