~Part 2~
Tara finished making her bed, and noticed something on the floor. It was her photograph. Sometime during the night the photograph and a spell book had fallen off her desk. Tara picked up the photograph, and put the spell book on top of it on her desk. Then, she heard a knock on the door. Forgetting about the photograph and book she went to answer the door.
Tara opened the door and was surprised to see Willow. She looked at her watch. "You're early. I... I mean, not that I mind."
"Yeah. I didn't have anything else to do. So, I thought. Why not go a little early."
Tara let Willow in and motioned to the book on her desk. "There's the book, and the rose quartz. I'll be right back." Tara hurried to the bathroom, and Willow got to work.
Willow sat on the bed and took the rose quartz in her hand. She could sense there was a lot of power in it, but they still hadn't figure out how to use the crystal for anything. She stood up and looked down at the spell book and noticed something. It was a picture of... Oz! Why would Tara have a picture of Oz? Then she noticed something else. Oz was smiling, and in his arms was Tara. What was going on?
"So, are you ready to start?" Willow slowly looked up and stared hard at Tara. "What?" Willow looked back down at the picture and Tara noticed what she was staring at. No, this couldn't be happening yet.
Willow noticed the look on Tara's face that she had been found out. Willow grabbed her jacket and ran to the door with the rose quartz still in her hand and yanked it open. But Tara was close behind and grabbed Willow's arm pulling her back inside, and slammed the door shut. Then, she locked it. The rose quartz glowed.
******
*Far Away*
Oz was restless. He hadn't gotten much sleep the last three nights because of his wolf condition. He thought he could get some sleep tonight, but he was wrong. He was dreaming about Willow just as he had done many other nights. He was dreaming about her smell, the feel of her in his arms, and many other things. But somehow this was different. Willow was afraid, and it was making him afraid, and Oz didn't like it. The dream felt too real for comfort. Then he saw Willow very visibly, in her dorm room. She was with someone Oz didn't recognize. A blond. The blond was kissing Willow. Then he could feel Willow growing weaker.
Oz woke up breathing heavily. He wiped his eyes, and looked outside. The sun hadn't risen yet. He'd never had a prophetic dream before. But this dream felt too real. Oz jumped into the driver's seat and started the engine. He was going home. He just hoped it wasn't too late.
Tara finished making her bed, and noticed something on the floor. It was her photograph. Sometime during the night the photograph and a spell book had fallen off her desk. Tara picked up the photograph, and put the spell book on top of it on her desk. Then, she heard a knock on the door. Forgetting about the photograph and book she went to answer the door.
Tara opened the door and was surprised to see Willow. She looked at her watch. "You're early. I... I mean, not that I mind."
"Yeah. I didn't have anything else to do. So, I thought. Why not go a little early."
Tara let Willow in and motioned to the book on her desk. "There's the book, and the rose quartz. I'll be right back." Tara hurried to the bathroom, and Willow got to work.
Willow sat on the bed and took the rose quartz in her hand. She could sense there was a lot of power in it, but they still hadn't figure out how to use the crystal for anything. She stood up and looked down at the spell book and noticed something. It was a picture of... Oz! Why would Tara have a picture of Oz? Then she noticed something else. Oz was smiling, and in his arms was Tara. What was going on?
"So, are you ready to start?" Willow slowly looked up and stared hard at Tara. "What?" Willow looked back down at the picture and Tara noticed what she was staring at. No, this couldn't be happening yet.
Willow noticed the look on Tara's face that she had been found out. Willow grabbed her jacket and ran to the door with the rose quartz still in her hand and yanked it open. But Tara was close behind and grabbed Willow's arm pulling her back inside, and slammed the door shut. Then, she locked it. The rose quartz glowed.
******
*Far Away*
Oz was restless. He hadn't gotten much sleep the last three nights because of his wolf condition. He thought he could get some sleep tonight, but he was wrong. He was dreaming about Willow just as he had done many other nights. He was dreaming about her smell, the feel of her in his arms, and many other things. But somehow this was different. Willow was afraid, and it was making him afraid, and Oz didn't like it. The dream felt too real for comfort. Then he saw Willow very visibly, in her dorm room. She was with someone Oz didn't recognize. A blond. The blond was kissing Willow. Then he could feel Willow growing weaker.
Oz woke up breathing heavily. He wiped his eyes, and looked outside. The sun hadn't risen yet. He'd never had a prophetic dream before. But this dream felt too real. Oz jumped into the driver's seat and started the engine. He was going home. He just hoped it wasn't too late.
