~*Part 4*~

March 20, 2001

Evening

Oz closed the door as he watched Solace walk down the hall.  He was floating on cloud nine.  He hadn't been this excited about a

girl since, Willow.  Solace was great.  It was a chance to start over with someone, to not let the things that went wrong with Willow,

happen again.

Oz looked at the fridge, then at the couch.  *No, not anymore.*  He walked to the back of the apartment and his bedroom.  Oz

wasn't going to sleep on the couch anymore.

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March 20, 2001

Morning

Willow woke up and looked over at Tara soundly sleeping.  It reminded her of when she used to watch Oz sleep, and he used to

watch her.  He had always slept with his arms around her, holding her close.  Afraid to let go, in case she might leave him.  *And I

did.*  Willow suddenly felt sad.  *I was his world, and I left him when he tried to make everything better...for us.*

"What are you thinking about?"

Willow suddenly came back to reality.  "I...About you sleeping."  She lied.  "You looked so cute."

Tara smiled, and leaned in for a kiss.  Willow went with the flow, but thoughts of Oz were on the back of her mind.  *What is wrong

with me?  I'm with Tara now.*  Then she suddenly realized.  Everything felt different.  She had been with Tara for a year, and she still

had the same feelings for her, that she had when she met her.  Nothing had changed.  But last night had opened something, last

night had made her mind clearer.  Something was definitely different between Tara...and Oz.

"Willow?  I...I need to tell you something."  Willow looked her in the eyes.  "I'm going to be gone for a couple weeks.  I'm going to

this Wicca camp for spring break.  I signed up for it last year."

"How long?"

"Three weeks."  Willow nodded.  "So, you don't mind?"

Willow shook her head.  "No, go.  Show them how it's done..."  Willow instantly regretted those words, as they brought her back to

Oz, and their last night.