They all took a liking to the new stranger, but Willow knew they wouldn't like him too much at night. Everyone greeted Oz with a cheery grin, all except Kennedy of course. Willow tried to avoid him.
"I honestly don't know why I came back," Oz started, the Scooby Gang huddled around him. Willow knew however, that Oz probably wanted to see how she was doing. It would be very dangerous for him to visit, but they had the supplies to keep their "army" out of danger. Oz went on for a little awhile, until those awful words struck the witch. "Will, can I talk to you upstairs?" the werewolf tilted his head and stood up, heading toward the long staircase.
"Uh, sure," Willow replied. She could practically sense Kennedy glaring at her. In all the world, she would never want to make Kennedy angry, but how could she say no to Oz?
Oz and Willow sat down on the queen sized bed. There wasn't any real talking for a little while, until Oz started the conversation.
"Look, I know you're in a relationship," Oz said, his eyes never leaving Willow.
"Oz, we don't have to go through this. You're here. You can help us. That's all that matters," she stated, certain and sincere.
"I know, but if you wanted to talk, I'm here," he said back, taking off his wool coat.
"You always will be," Willow stood too, and headed toward the door.