Author's note: Sorry this took so long. I didn't really have a plan for this story from the beginning so I didn't really know what I wanted to do.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own anything.
Willow couldn't go back home. She needed some time to think about what she had done. How coud she have done that? Hadn't she learned her lesson when Tara broke up with her? No. Apparently she hadn't. Magic was so much easier than dealing with things. It was an escape from the pain and struggle of life on the hellmouth, or anywhere for that matter. But Oz... his face. His face just kept flashing into his head. He looked so sad and disappointed in her. She wasn't used to that. Other than recently, she had never really been a disappointment to anyone. It wasn't easy. Just then, a hand grabbed onto Willow's neck and pulled her away from the spot she was standing. She tried to look and whoever or whatever had a hold of her but she couldn't see. They were taking her somewhere. MOre like dragging her, but it didn't really make a difference at this point. Then she started to scream. Seconds after she started screaming she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head, and then everything went black and she fell away from the world.
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Buffy continued on her patrol and left Oz and Willow to work things out. It was the best thing to do. She couldn't beleive what Willow had done. Willow promised that she wouldn't do magic. She needs help. Then a vampire jumped out from behind a grave and Buffy casually stepped up to him and staked him. Wow. That was easy, she thought as the vampire exploded into a pile of dust. She shrugged it off and continued walking and thinking about Willow. This was the first time that Willow had been out of control since Buffy met her. As she was thinking, Buffy thought she heard a scream, so she stopped and listened for another. There wasn't another scream so she figured she must have just thought she heard it since she was thinking about other things. So she shrugged it off just like she did with the easy-to-stake vampire.
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When Willow woke up she was in a cave. She could see the wall that she was lying next to. She tried to sit up and stopped when she felt the pain in the back of her head. Then she remembered. She was kidnapped. Whoever or whatever had taken her had hit her in the back of the head to knock her out. She heard voices coming twards her.
"So, boss" said one voice. "Do you think she'll be okay for the sacrafice?"
They sounded human, probably vampires...
"She'll do" said the other, deeper voice. "Have you dressed her in the sacraficial garments?"
"Yes" replied the first voice.
Willow looked down at her clothes. She was dressed in what looked like some kind of medeival dress. Sort of like the one that Glory dressed Dawn in, but in a idfferent color and design. Suddenly she was being dragged somewhere. Whoever was dragging her was making no effort to avoid the bumps.
"You want her right here?" said the voice of the person/demon that was dragging her.
"That will do" said the other voice.
Willow was finally able to sit up, she found herself sitting on the floor of the cave next to a large gap that looked like some kind of a bottomless pit. She saw a man pouring some kind of herbs into the pit and mumbling a spell. Willow suddenly remembered that there was some holy water in the pocket of her pants. She scanned the room for her clothes and saw them in a small pile across the room. She mumbled a spell to float the holy water to her. She made sure to let the vampire see. He wasn't frightened at all. He just continued with his spell. She used the spell to open the cap and pour it all over him. It didn't do anything.
"How..?"
"How what?" laughed the man. "What did you think? Did you think we were vampires or something?"
"YOu're HUMAN?" Willow said with a look of disgust.
"Doesn't really matter now" he said as two pairs of arms lifted Willow over the pit. She tried to struggle free, but they were too strong. JUst as they were about to let her go there was a howl at the entrance of the cave. It began attacking the men until none of them were left standing. Then he turned twards Willow. She was terrified. Last time, he almost killed her. He slowly walked tward her and layed down at her feet. Then, he turned back into Oz.
"Oz!" Willow said as she helped him up.
"Willow" he said weakly. He had been hurt during the brawl. There was a long, deep cut down his arm.
"I'll take you home" Willow said. Then, Oz blacked out.
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Oz woke up the next morining in Willow's bed. Willow was asleep on a chair at the end of the bed. She hadn't even changed out of the dress that the men had put her in. He looked down at his arm and saw that she had bandaged it. He started to get out of bed as quietly as he could, but he still woke Willow up. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at him. She quickly got up, walked over to him and threw her arms around him.
"Oz" she said as she hugged him. They shared a quick kiss. "How's your arm?"
"Suddenly painless"
They both laughed remembering when they had had that conversation the first time after Oz took a bullet in the arm for Willow.
"Does this mean you forgive me?" Willow asked.
Oz stepped up to her and they started kissing passionately.
---The End---
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Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own anything.
Willow couldn't go back home. She needed some time to think about what she had done. How coud she have done that? Hadn't she learned her lesson when Tara broke up with her? No. Apparently she hadn't. Magic was so much easier than dealing with things. It was an escape from the pain and struggle of life on the hellmouth, or anywhere for that matter. But Oz... his face. His face just kept flashing into his head. He looked so sad and disappointed in her. She wasn't used to that. Other than recently, she had never really been a disappointment to anyone. It wasn't easy. Just then, a hand grabbed onto Willow's neck and pulled her away from the spot she was standing. She tried to look and whoever or whatever had a hold of her but she couldn't see. They were taking her somewhere. MOre like dragging her, but it didn't really make a difference at this point. Then she started to scream. Seconds after she started screaming she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head, and then everything went black and she fell away from the world.
*****************
Buffy continued on her patrol and left Oz and Willow to work things out. It was the best thing to do. She couldn't beleive what Willow had done. Willow promised that she wouldn't do magic. She needs help. Then a vampire jumped out from behind a grave and Buffy casually stepped up to him and staked him. Wow. That was easy, she thought as the vampire exploded into a pile of dust. She shrugged it off and continued walking and thinking about Willow. This was the first time that Willow had been out of control since Buffy met her. As she was thinking, Buffy thought she heard a scream, so she stopped and listened for another. There wasn't another scream so she figured she must have just thought she heard it since she was thinking about other things. So she shrugged it off just like she did with the easy-to-stake vampire.
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When Willow woke up she was in a cave. She could see the wall that she was lying next to. She tried to sit up and stopped when she felt the pain in the back of her head. Then she remembered. She was kidnapped. Whoever or whatever had taken her had hit her in the back of the head to knock her out. She heard voices coming twards her.
"So, boss" said one voice. "Do you think she'll be okay for the sacrafice?"
They sounded human, probably vampires...
"She'll do" said the other, deeper voice. "Have you dressed her in the sacraficial garments?"
"Yes" replied the first voice.
Willow looked down at her clothes. She was dressed in what looked like some kind of medeival dress. Sort of like the one that Glory dressed Dawn in, but in a idfferent color and design. Suddenly she was being dragged somewhere. Whoever was dragging her was making no effort to avoid the bumps.
"You want her right here?" said the voice of the person/demon that was dragging her.
"That will do" said the other voice.
Willow was finally able to sit up, she found herself sitting on the floor of the cave next to a large gap that looked like some kind of a bottomless pit. She saw a man pouring some kind of herbs into the pit and mumbling a spell. Willow suddenly remembered that there was some holy water in the pocket of her pants. She scanned the room for her clothes and saw them in a small pile across the room. She mumbled a spell to float the holy water to her. She made sure to let the vampire see. He wasn't frightened at all. He just continued with his spell. She used the spell to open the cap and pour it all over him. It didn't do anything.
"How..?"
"How what?" laughed the man. "What did you think? Did you think we were vampires or something?"
"YOu're HUMAN?" Willow said with a look of disgust.
"Doesn't really matter now" he said as two pairs of arms lifted Willow over the pit. She tried to struggle free, but they were too strong. JUst as they were about to let her go there was a howl at the entrance of the cave. It began attacking the men until none of them were left standing. Then he turned twards Willow. She was terrified. Last time, he almost killed her. He slowly walked tward her and layed down at her feet. Then, he turned back into Oz.
"Oz!" Willow said as she helped him up.
"Willow" he said weakly. He had been hurt during the brawl. There was a long, deep cut down his arm.
"I'll take you home" Willow said. Then, Oz blacked out.
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Oz woke up the next morining in Willow's bed. Willow was asleep on a chair at the end of the bed. She hadn't even changed out of the dress that the men had put her in. He looked down at his arm and saw that she had bandaged it. He started to get out of bed as quietly as he could, but he still woke Willow up. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at him. She quickly got up, walked over to him and threw her arms around him.
"Oz" she said as she hugged him. They shared a quick kiss. "How's your arm?"
"Suddenly painless"
They both laughed remembering when they had had that conversation the first time after Oz took a bullet in the arm for Willow.
"Does this mean you forgive me?" Willow asked.
Oz stepped up to her and they started kissing passionately.
---The End---
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