~*Part 4*~
"Willow?" Oz got louder. "Please answer me." Oz quickly looked at Tara who was still staring in shock at them. "What did you do?!"
"I... I didn't do anything I swear."
"Do you know what's happening? Who are you?"
"I..."
Then a voice broke through the confusion. "Oz?" Oz looked down with love. "Oz. It is you." Willow smiled and started to get up to hug him.
"No, you need to lie down." Oz started to push her back down.
"I'm fine." Willow wrapped her arms around him and laid her head on his shoulder. "I've dreamed of this day. I missed you." She whispered.
Oz wrapped his arms tightly around her. "I missed you so much." His voice broke. "I'm so sorry." Now that he was in her arms all his emotions of the past months came loose. He backed up and looked into her eyes. "How are you feeling?"
"I've been better." She didn't taker her eyes off him.
"What's wrong?" Oz asked worriedly.
"I don't know. I was sick earlier. Then..." Willow gasped in pain again.
Oz looked around for any cause or help to Willow, but found nothing. He was helpless.
Tara suddenly pushed Oz aside. "Let me try." She looked up, closed her eyes, and put her hands on Willow. Willow could suddenly feel heat and pressure, then the pain fading.
Willow sat up then looked at herself and then Tara. "Its gone."
"For... For the moment." Tara responded warily. "I... I don't know what's happening... But I may be able to help."
Oz asked the question on both his and Willow's minds. "Who are you?"
Tara stared at both of them next to each other. "I... I..." She stammered, then took a deep breath. "I'm... I'm..." She paused again. "I'm your daughter..." She said quickly.
"Willow?" Oz got louder. "Please answer me." Oz quickly looked at Tara who was still staring in shock at them. "What did you do?!"
"I... I didn't do anything I swear."
"Do you know what's happening? Who are you?"
"I..."
Then a voice broke through the confusion. "Oz?" Oz looked down with love. "Oz. It is you." Willow smiled and started to get up to hug him.
"No, you need to lie down." Oz started to push her back down.
"I'm fine." Willow wrapped her arms around him and laid her head on his shoulder. "I've dreamed of this day. I missed you." She whispered.
Oz wrapped his arms tightly around her. "I missed you so much." His voice broke. "I'm so sorry." Now that he was in her arms all his emotions of the past months came loose. He backed up and looked into her eyes. "How are you feeling?"
"I've been better." She didn't taker her eyes off him.
"What's wrong?" Oz asked worriedly.
"I don't know. I was sick earlier. Then..." Willow gasped in pain again.
Oz looked around for any cause or help to Willow, but found nothing. He was helpless.
Tara suddenly pushed Oz aside. "Let me try." She looked up, closed her eyes, and put her hands on Willow. Willow could suddenly feel heat and pressure, then the pain fading.
Willow sat up then looked at herself and then Tara. "Its gone."
"For... For the moment." Tara responded warily. "I... I don't know what's happening... But I may be able to help."
Oz asked the question on both his and Willow's minds. "Who are you?"
Tara stared at both of them next to each other. "I... I..." She stammered, then took a deep breath. "I'm... I'm..." She paused again. "I'm your daughter..." She said quickly.
