*****
Jan 5th, '00
Willow waited for Faith to arrive, a little trepidation filling her. Why am I hannging out with Faith?
She asked the same question for the hundredth time, but this time got a different answer back.
Because she is the only one who isn't judging me right now. Miss Calender, Buffy, Xander, Giles... Even Tara looks at me and wonders if I'm going to snap and cast another screwy spell.
She sighed as she slumped in her seat a little more. When Faith was the only person who accepted you for who you were you knew that you were in trouble.
*****
The roar of the Mustang's engine woke Willow from her reverie and got her moving. But not fast enough for the driver apparently.
"Come on, Girls!" Faith yelled as she idled the engine of the red sports car.
"Will you hold on!?" Willow snapped back as she physically manhandled (womanhandled? lesbianwiccanhandled? whatever...) Tara into the car.
"I... I'm really not sure about this..." Tara said as she reluctantly allowed herself to be pushed into the backseat of the car.
"It'll be fun," Willow promised as she slid into the passenger seat and slammed the door shut.
"But it's expensive..."
"Relax, Tiger." Faith grinned, "I swiped Xander's card...again."
Willow shot her a sidelong glance, "You'd think he'd have caught on by now..."
Faith looked pensive as she pulled the car away from the University Dorm building. "You know... I'm not really sure about that..."
"What? Why?"
"Well I was with him a couple days ago when he went to the mall..."
"And?"
"And he used a different card."
Willow was quiet for a moment, then snickered, "So he's leaving this one where you can find it?"
Faith nodded.
"Xander always was a sneaky one." Willow observed between chuckles.
Faith laughed, "Yeah... I never know if I'm putting on over on him or vice-versa..."
"I... Isn't that part of the fun?" Tara said with a very small, and yet surprisingly sly smile from the back seat.
A smile that was completely absent when Willow and faith looked back at her in surprise.
"Why you little minx!" Faith grinned, "So, Spill... what have you put over on Red lately?"
Silence.
"Come on... just us girls here."
Silence.
"Fine." Faith snapped, humor in her voice, "Keep your secrets, Tiger. For now."
Willow never said anything, just tossed occasional suspicious glances back at her lover.
Faith caught the glances from the corner of her eye and the road rang with her laughter as the convertible sped with its top down toward L.A.
*****
LA
"Oh no you don't!" Willow protested as Faith dragged her into the same store they had visited first off on their last trip.
Faith laughed, "C'mon, Red. This time it's your turn."
"No... No!" Willow pulled back but the Slayer was too strong. "Tara," She pleaded, "Help."
Tara looked over the clothes in the window and averted her eyes, flushing red.
"See?" faith grinned, "She like's em."
Willow shook her head, her mouth forming the word no but no sound came out. The glimpse she caught on Tara's face just before the young blond had turned away burned in her minds eye.
As Willow considered the look, Faith took her chance and dragged the suddenly quite redhead into the store.
*****
"Oh." Tara turned red enough to hide in Willow's hair when she watched her lover step hesitantly out of the booth.
Faith had managed to jam Willow into a black leather vest with no undershirt, or bra as far as the blond witch could tell, and a matching pair of leather pants.
Tara's mouth worked as she tried to speak, or scream, or anything. But nothing more then a squeak would follow that first word she had spoke.
Willow turned away fast, trying to bolt back to the dressing room, until Faith stopped her cold.
"She doesn't like it." Willow said plaintively, trying to get past Faith.
"Damn, Girl." Faith grinned, "You just about shut her mind *down* when you walked out. Trust me, she likes... MUCH."
Willow looked back at the you witch, an almost hopeful expression on her face. "Do you?" She asked, a pleading note in her voice.
Tara nodded very very slowly, not trusting her mouth to work if she tried it again.
Willow shifted uncomfortably, "Your sure?"
Again, the slow nod.
Faith grinned and nodded to the salivating salesman. "We'll take it."
*****
Night had fallen a couple hours earlier, and the Femme Fatale Trio found themselves cruising the streets of L.A., watching the nightlife.
"What are we going n... now?" Tara asked in her typically uncertain manner.
Faith shrugged in the front seat, "Cruising. Just touring around and enjoying the road."
Tara nodded, still uncertain, as she watched Willow eye the people on the sidewalk with an almost predatory eye. A few moments later Willow's face energized and she snapped out, "There!"
Faith looked to where she was pointing, "Nice eye, Red."
Tara looked to where they were pointing, not really certain what she was seeing at first. A group of men had surrounded a young couple, who were cowering back in fear. With a start Tara realized that she was witnessing a mugging.
Faith slide the car onto the curb in a smooth motion and hopped clear over the door even as Willow swivelled out of the passenger side.
The Muggers and Mugg-ies didn't notice the approach other two young women until they heard a clear voice call out.
"Well, well." Faith grinned, "Looks like a geek convention... Too bad I don't see and Star Trek actors around."
The Muggers, all five of them, looked up from their intended victims in surprise in surprise. Their expression of surprise and worry were quickly replaced by leering grins. "Well Hello little girls." The leader leered, "Give us a second to finish up here an we'll show you two a *real* good time."
Faith smirked, looking them over in an easy manner, "You think you could handle us? I don't give you much for your chances... We're too hot for you to handle."
Willow shot Faith a strange look, but remained silent.
The leader of the gang grinned, "We'll see about that in a second... but first." He whipped out a knife and turned on the cowering couple.
As the knife approached the two intended victims it suddenly shuddered in the leaders hand, and a shocked look passed over his face. He halted his advance and instead focused on trying to hold the knife tighter, using both hands. Finally the knife shot clear of his grip and flipped through the air until it landed cleanly in Willows outstretched hand.
She smiled at the shocked look on the gang's faces. "You should be more careful with your toys... little boys shouldn't play with sharp objects."
"How?" The leader looked at the slight redhead in shock, "How did you do that!?"
"You think that was something?" Faith grinned, "Try this."
The brunette Slayer took a step forward and launched a spin kick that caught the closest thug in the chest, lifting him clear of the ground and crashing him into the wall beside his victims.
The remaining four men growled and shifted their attention away from the young couple and focused it on the two young women facing them. "Get them!" the leader growled.
The four attacked as one, two on Faith and two on Willow.
*****
Willow squealed a bit in shock as she ducked under the two sets of outstretched arms, but was surprised to realize that dodging them was shockingly easy. The two thugs moved like glaciers compared to the vampires she was used to fighting. Willow grinned as she easily skipped aside and kicked the closest man in the shin.
"Ow!" He yelled out, "That hurt you little bitch!"
"So sorry... I didn't mean to" She said with a tone of false innocence. "Let me make it better..."
While the man was trying to figure out what she meant by that she stepped closer, her face right close to his. The man actually leaned in closer, almost expecting a kiss from this strange girl. Willow smiled sweetly at him and brought her knee up...hard.
The man hit the ground, gagging as he curled into a ball and whimpered.
"Bitch!" The second man grabbed her from the back in a tight bear hug that crushed Willow's ribs and pushed the breath from her lungs.
*****
Faith easily wove through the clumsy attacks, reminding herself to pull her punches. Don't want to kill these assholes...even if they do deserve it.
A simple move learned from Phoebe turned the first man's strength against him, twisting his arm around hard against his back as Faith gave him a tiny shove into the closest wall. he struck face first and struck hard, making a solid sound as he bounced off and collapsed to the ground unconscious.
She spun on the second man before he could blind side her, grinning. "Oh come on now... That wasn't even a workout..."
The man paled a little when he looked into her eyes. he didn't see any worry...no concern, fear, or even the slightest doubt was visible in her glistening eyes.
"Come on." Faith taunted, "I'll even keep my hands behind my back."
The man's eyes widened as she tucked her thumbs into her belt at the small of her back. "C'mon, big boy... let me have it."
*****
Willow pulled in a painful breath as she struggled against the ever tightening grip of the man behind her. Finally she relaxed and brought her hand up from under his grip and gently touched the man's muscled arm.
"Electrius."
The man yelled in pain as blue lighting climbed his arm, paralyzing him as it passed. Willow easily slipped out of his grip and turned to face her attacker. Looking at the pain on his face she took pity on the thug and reach out a single hand to gently touch his forehead.
"Dormus." She whispered softly.
The big man collapsed in a boneless heap and started snoring a few seconds later.
*****
Faith was enjoying herself, easily dodging blow after blow, while she taunted the man. "That best you got? C'mon big boy, I get rougher treatment in the sack."
The man growled and charged her in a fury. Faith sidestepped and slapped him in the back as he passed. "Ole!"
The man slammed into the same wall his friend had hit and didn't fare any better. A second later his unconscious form joined the others on the ground.
"Damn, Red." Faith complained. "That was too easy!"
"Don't either of you bitches move!" A frightened voice yelled out. "Or I'll put a cap in these two!"
The two girls turned to where the fifth man, the one that Faith had knocked against the wall, was holding a .38 snub nose on the young couple they had been trying to save.
*****
The two girls stared at the man, uncertain what to do as they watched his aim the gun unwaveringly at the young couple. Both started when they heard a soft voice behind them.
"Imobilise."
The gunman suddenly found that his arm wouldn't respond to his commands, wouldn't even move an inch from its position. His face cracked as he began to panic, "Hey! What did you do!? I... I can't move! Stop it!"
Willow and Faith turned to look behind them and saw Tara standing there with a dark look on her face. A look that vanished when she saw their shocked looks. Instantly the shy and unassuming Tara was back.
"I... I don't like people who threaten others..." She said, almost apologetically.
Faith crowed with laughter. "Girl, I knew I liked you!"
Willow looked at her, beaming, then a thought hit her. "Where did you learn that spell?"
Tara looked abashed, "M... Miss Calender."
Willow's mouth twisted slightly, a look that was half anger and half chagrin crossed her face. Finally she looked back at Tara, "I... I guess I should go back to her lessons..."
Tara's face lit up with hope, "All of them?" She asked, referring to the Whitelighter's lectures and lessons on responsible use of magic.
"All of them." Willow agreed.
*****
Jan 5th, '00
Willow waited for Faith to arrive, a little trepidation filling her. Why am I hannging out with Faith?
She asked the same question for the hundredth time, but this time got a different answer back.
Because she is the only one who isn't judging me right now. Miss Calender, Buffy, Xander, Giles... Even Tara looks at me and wonders if I'm going to snap and cast another screwy spell.
She sighed as she slumped in her seat a little more. When Faith was the only person who accepted you for who you were you knew that you were in trouble.
*****
The roar of the Mustang's engine woke Willow from her reverie and got her moving. But not fast enough for the driver apparently.
"Come on, Girls!" Faith yelled as she idled the engine of the red sports car.
"Will you hold on!?" Willow snapped back as she physically manhandled (womanhandled? lesbianwiccanhandled? whatever...) Tara into the car.
"I... I'm really not sure about this..." Tara said as she reluctantly allowed herself to be pushed into the backseat of the car.
"It'll be fun," Willow promised as she slid into the passenger seat and slammed the door shut.
"But it's expensive..."
"Relax, Tiger." Faith grinned, "I swiped Xander's card...again."
Willow shot her a sidelong glance, "You'd think he'd have caught on by now..."
Faith looked pensive as she pulled the car away from the University Dorm building. "You know... I'm not really sure about that..."
"What? Why?"
"Well I was with him a couple days ago when he went to the mall..."
"And?"
"And he used a different card."
Willow was quiet for a moment, then snickered, "So he's leaving this one where you can find it?"
Faith nodded.
"Xander always was a sneaky one." Willow observed between chuckles.
Faith laughed, "Yeah... I never know if I'm putting on over on him or vice-versa..."
"I... Isn't that part of the fun?" Tara said with a very small, and yet surprisingly sly smile from the back seat.
A smile that was completely absent when Willow and faith looked back at her in surprise.
"Why you little minx!" Faith grinned, "So, Spill... what have you put over on Red lately?"
Silence.
"Come on... just us girls here."
Silence.
"Fine." Faith snapped, humor in her voice, "Keep your secrets, Tiger. For now."
Willow never said anything, just tossed occasional suspicious glances back at her lover.
Faith caught the glances from the corner of her eye and the road rang with her laughter as the convertible sped with its top down toward L.A.
*****
LA
"Oh no you don't!" Willow protested as Faith dragged her into the same store they had visited first off on their last trip.
Faith laughed, "C'mon, Red. This time it's your turn."
"No... No!" Willow pulled back but the Slayer was too strong. "Tara," She pleaded, "Help."
Tara looked over the clothes in the window and averted her eyes, flushing red.
"See?" faith grinned, "She like's em."
Willow shook her head, her mouth forming the word no but no sound came out. The glimpse she caught on Tara's face just before the young blond had turned away burned in her minds eye.
As Willow considered the look, Faith took her chance and dragged the suddenly quite redhead into the store.
*****
"Oh." Tara turned red enough to hide in Willow's hair when she watched her lover step hesitantly out of the booth.
Faith had managed to jam Willow into a black leather vest with no undershirt, or bra as far as the blond witch could tell, and a matching pair of leather pants.
Tara's mouth worked as she tried to speak, or scream, or anything. But nothing more then a squeak would follow that first word she had spoke.
Willow turned away fast, trying to bolt back to the dressing room, until Faith stopped her cold.
"She doesn't like it." Willow said plaintively, trying to get past Faith.
"Damn, Girl." Faith grinned, "You just about shut her mind *down* when you walked out. Trust me, she likes... MUCH."
Willow looked back at the you witch, an almost hopeful expression on her face. "Do you?" She asked, a pleading note in her voice.
Tara nodded very very slowly, not trusting her mouth to work if she tried it again.
Willow shifted uncomfortably, "Your sure?"
Again, the slow nod.
Faith grinned and nodded to the salivating salesman. "We'll take it."
*****
Night had fallen a couple hours earlier, and the Femme Fatale Trio found themselves cruising the streets of L.A., watching the nightlife.
"What are we going n... now?" Tara asked in her typically uncertain manner.
Faith shrugged in the front seat, "Cruising. Just touring around and enjoying the road."
Tara nodded, still uncertain, as she watched Willow eye the people on the sidewalk with an almost predatory eye. A few moments later Willow's face energized and she snapped out, "There!"
Faith looked to where she was pointing, "Nice eye, Red."
Tara looked to where they were pointing, not really certain what she was seeing at first. A group of men had surrounded a young couple, who were cowering back in fear. With a start Tara realized that she was witnessing a mugging.
Faith slide the car onto the curb in a smooth motion and hopped clear over the door even as Willow swivelled out of the passenger side.
The Muggers and Mugg-ies didn't notice the approach other two young women until they heard a clear voice call out.
"Well, well." Faith grinned, "Looks like a geek convention... Too bad I don't see and Star Trek actors around."
The Muggers, all five of them, looked up from their intended victims in surprise in surprise. Their expression of surprise and worry were quickly replaced by leering grins. "Well Hello little girls." The leader leered, "Give us a second to finish up here an we'll show you two a *real* good time."
Faith smirked, looking them over in an easy manner, "You think you could handle us? I don't give you much for your chances... We're too hot for you to handle."
Willow shot Faith a strange look, but remained silent.
The leader of the gang grinned, "We'll see about that in a second... but first." He whipped out a knife and turned on the cowering couple.
As the knife approached the two intended victims it suddenly shuddered in the leaders hand, and a shocked look passed over his face. He halted his advance and instead focused on trying to hold the knife tighter, using both hands. Finally the knife shot clear of his grip and flipped through the air until it landed cleanly in Willows outstretched hand.
She smiled at the shocked look on the gang's faces. "You should be more careful with your toys... little boys shouldn't play with sharp objects."
"How?" The leader looked at the slight redhead in shock, "How did you do that!?"
"You think that was something?" Faith grinned, "Try this."
The brunette Slayer took a step forward and launched a spin kick that caught the closest thug in the chest, lifting him clear of the ground and crashing him into the wall beside his victims.
The remaining four men growled and shifted their attention away from the young couple and focused it on the two young women facing them. "Get them!" the leader growled.
The four attacked as one, two on Faith and two on Willow.
*****
Willow squealed a bit in shock as she ducked under the two sets of outstretched arms, but was surprised to realize that dodging them was shockingly easy. The two thugs moved like glaciers compared to the vampires she was used to fighting. Willow grinned as she easily skipped aside and kicked the closest man in the shin.
"Ow!" He yelled out, "That hurt you little bitch!"
"So sorry... I didn't mean to" She said with a tone of false innocence. "Let me make it better..."
While the man was trying to figure out what she meant by that she stepped closer, her face right close to his. The man actually leaned in closer, almost expecting a kiss from this strange girl. Willow smiled sweetly at him and brought her knee up...hard.
The man hit the ground, gagging as he curled into a ball and whimpered.
"Bitch!" The second man grabbed her from the back in a tight bear hug that crushed Willow's ribs and pushed the breath from her lungs.
*****
Faith easily wove through the clumsy attacks, reminding herself to pull her punches. Don't want to kill these assholes...even if they do deserve it.
A simple move learned from Phoebe turned the first man's strength against him, twisting his arm around hard against his back as Faith gave him a tiny shove into the closest wall. he struck face first and struck hard, making a solid sound as he bounced off and collapsed to the ground unconscious.
She spun on the second man before he could blind side her, grinning. "Oh come on now... That wasn't even a workout..."
The man paled a little when he looked into her eyes. he didn't see any worry...no concern, fear, or even the slightest doubt was visible in her glistening eyes.
"Come on." Faith taunted, "I'll even keep my hands behind my back."
The man's eyes widened as she tucked her thumbs into her belt at the small of her back. "C'mon, big boy... let me have it."
*****
Willow pulled in a painful breath as she struggled against the ever tightening grip of the man behind her. Finally she relaxed and brought her hand up from under his grip and gently touched the man's muscled arm.
"Electrius."
The man yelled in pain as blue lighting climbed his arm, paralyzing him as it passed. Willow easily slipped out of his grip and turned to face her attacker. Looking at the pain on his face she took pity on the thug and reach out a single hand to gently touch his forehead.
"Dormus." She whispered softly.
The big man collapsed in a boneless heap and started snoring a few seconds later.
*****
Faith was enjoying herself, easily dodging blow after blow, while she taunted the man. "That best you got? C'mon big boy, I get rougher treatment in the sack."
The man growled and charged her in a fury. Faith sidestepped and slapped him in the back as he passed. "Ole!"
The man slammed into the same wall his friend had hit and didn't fare any better. A second later his unconscious form joined the others on the ground.
"Damn, Red." Faith complained. "That was too easy!"
"Don't either of you bitches move!" A frightened voice yelled out. "Or I'll put a cap in these two!"
The two girls turned to where the fifth man, the one that Faith had knocked against the wall, was holding a .38 snub nose on the young couple they had been trying to save.
*****
The two girls stared at the man, uncertain what to do as they watched his aim the gun unwaveringly at the young couple. Both started when they heard a soft voice behind them.
"Imobilise."
The gunman suddenly found that his arm wouldn't respond to his commands, wouldn't even move an inch from its position. His face cracked as he began to panic, "Hey! What did you do!? I... I can't move! Stop it!"
Willow and Faith turned to look behind them and saw Tara standing there with a dark look on her face. A look that vanished when she saw their shocked looks. Instantly the shy and unassuming Tara was back.
"I... I don't like people who threaten others..." She said, almost apologetically.
Faith crowed with laughter. "Girl, I knew I liked you!"
Willow looked at her, beaming, then a thought hit her. "Where did you learn that spell?"
Tara looked abashed, "M... Miss Calender."
Willow's mouth twisted slightly, a look that was half anger and half chagrin crossed her face. Finally she looked back at Tara, "I... I guess I should go back to her lessons..."
Tara's face lit up with hope, "All of them?" She asked, referring to the Whitelighter's lectures and lessons on responsible use of magic.
"All of them." Willow agreed.
*****
