Title: Half of my soul and all of my heart
Author: ladydewinter
Email: ladydewinter@gmx.net
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: W/K first, but I don't really like them...so W/T eventually :-) And this is becoming B/S as well, it seems.
Setting: The story takes place roughly after The Killer in Me, so spoilers up to then. And if you have no idea about Season Three of Angel you'll be spoilt as well...so don't come running to me *lol*
Disclaimer: Willow, Tara, Kennedy, Anya et. al belong to Joss Whedon and ME and - hey you know whom they belong to. The story however is mine. Oh, the title is taken from a book called "Magic's Promise" by Mercedes Lackey. And there may be quotes from the show included in this story - I haven't really marked them, but if it sounds familiar - I mean it as an homage, I don't wanna violate any copyright, really. Please don't sue me!
Feedback: I'm looking forward to your feedback to this one...don't really know what to think of it myself, so...tell me if you like it.
Distribution: If you want it, you can have it, just let me know where it ends up.
Summary: This contains: lots of bliss and angst... and most importantly the reunion of our beloved soulmates...YES!!! You read correctly. Finally...but it isn't over yet.
***
Willow, Tara thought. Willow. As she was looking into her eyes, everything she had been thinking, worrying about dissolved. She slowly got up and was startled when suddenly Willow was standing right in front of her.
"How did you do that?" she asked.
Willow smiled shyly. "Magic."
Tara didn't know what to say or do. She just kept standing there, looking into Willow's eyes. She felt as if she had finally arrived. As if she was home. She made a small step towards her, crossing the small distance that still lay between them. She reached out her hand and caressed her lover's cheek, putting a stray lock of hair behind her ear. "Your hair," she began. "It's... long."
"Yours looks almost the same," Willow replied, mirrowing her actions. She gasped when she actually touched Tara for the first time in what had seemed an eternity.
"Is that... good or bad?" Tara asked, tentatively.
"It's perfect." Willow smiled. It still makes my knees go all weak, Tara thought. The two lovers didn't move and just kept looking at each other as if for the first time. They were completely lost in their own world.
Then Willow looked down. "Don't," Tara told her, putting her hand under Willow's chin and thus lifting her face. "What is it?" she asked gently. "It's nothing... I just... I can't believe your real. You are real, aren't you?"
"I am."
Willow now had tears in her eyes. "I missed you so much." With that, she put her arms around Tara and pulled her into a close embrace. "I lost you," she murmured. "I thought I would always find you, but I couldn't." Tara didn't reply. Instead, she put her arms around Willow's waist and drew her even closer. It felt so good to be with her again. She tenderly carressed Willow's back, needing to feel her lover. Willow responded with playing gently with her hair. They stayed like this for some time, trying to believe that this was actually happening. Then, as if with one mind, they let go of each other.
Willow looked down at the floor again. She felt so - terribly shy. "Perhaps we should go somewhere more... private... or quiet," she suggested. Tara simply nodded. "Let's go and sit outside somewhere," Willow said. "It's - it's really warm and... I missed sitting in the sun with you."
"Okay," Tara agreed and took Willow's hand. "You choose the location," she explained. Willow smiled and lead her out of Stevenson Hall and finally to a sunny spot. "Is that alright?" she asked Tara anxiously. Her lover just sat down and motioned for her to join her. Willow did just that, but as she wasn't sure where to sit exactly, she chose a place opposite Tara.
"What's wrong?" she asked as she saw her pout. "Don't you think that's too far away from me?" Tara complained playfully, nevertheless blushing at her boldness. She had never been good at flirting. But she needed to be close to her lover - they had been apart long enough. "Oh." Willow blushed as well. "I didn't know if you wanted me to-" suddenly she felt embarrassed for her insecurity.
"Of course I want you to," Tara told her. "Why did you think - did I do something wrong?" Maybe she had been too shy - or maybe Willow wasn't glad to see her - no, that was a stupid idea. Willow probably just was confused, and who wouldn't be if her dead lover was just standing in front of her, very not-dead? She possibly was wondering what was going on, and how that was possible, and thus simply didn't know to react. So, Tara surmised, she was would have to take the initiative now.
"No!" Willow exclaimed, quickly moving closer to Tara. She was now sitting right next to her, not knowing if that was right or... "You didn't do anything... I was just... I'm not sure what... what is going on." "I know," Tara replied. She realized just sitting here wasn't that good if she wanted them to be close to each other... so she decided to start taking the initiative. "Willow," she said softly.
"Yes?"
Tara looked at her lover, then at her lap. "Do you want to...?" she started. Willow's heart skipped a beat - that was exactly what she wanted. She was grateful Tara was being all control gal here... she lay down and put her head in Tara's lap, sighing with relief. This was right where she belonged.
Tara smiled at Willow's reaction. She started playing with her lover's hair, once again amazed how long it was. This was only a little thing that had change, but... she also noticed other differences - how shy she was with her...she almost seemed afraid. And she felt the power surrounding her - something she had never had in her own - in the other world. She realized she had to tell Willow what was going on - it was obvious to her that Buffy and Faith hadn't told her about their dreams.
At that moment, Willow looked up at her. It was as if she had heard her thoughts. "Tell me a story," she asked her. Tara knew exactly what she wanted.
"Once upon a time, there was a... um... princess. She was very beautiful... she had the most wonderful red hair, and the greenest eyes and... um...she had friends, who loved her very much, and she wasn't only a princess - she was also a powerful witch."
"Did she have a broomstick?" Willow wanted to know.
"No, no broomstick. She was afraid to fly."
"Oh. Was she happy?"
"I think she was. Though not completely happy," Tara added.
"Why not?"
"She wasn't in love."
"That's a sad story. Why wasn't she in love?"
"You have to be patient, sweetie. Because one day, she met this other witch."
"What was she like?"
"Um, this other witch? She had blond hair, and blue eyes and -"
"The most beautiful blue eyes," Willow interjected.
"Okay. And she was very shy, and she stuttered when she was nervous." Tara paused for a moment.
"Did she fall in love with the princess?"
"Yes, she did. And the princess fell in love with her. Now both were perfectly happy together. It turned out they were soulmates, you know - the Powers that Be had connected their souls so they would recognizes each other. And they only felt complete when they were together."
"Did they live happily ever after?" Willow asked her.
"Unfortunately, no. Because one day, there came this... there was a bad man. He wanted to kill the princess' best friend, but instead he killed her lover."
"I don't think I like this story."
"It's not over yet. Because the Powers that Be didn't want to separate the two lovers for all eternity, they send the witch to another world. It was very similar to the one she came from, only she didn't remember she was a witch anymore. She also had no other memories of this other world, where she had been in love with the princess."
"That must have been very sad for her then."
"It was - but not because she didn't remember the other world. It was sad because the Powers had the princess get killed in that world."
"There was a princess as well? Was she just like the other princess?"
"I'm not sure yet. But it looks as if they were very much alike, yes. After she got killed, the witch was very sad. Her friends tried everything to make her happy, but they couldn't. She couldn't forget her princess."
"I - the princess in the other world couldn't forget the witch as well," Willow told her.
Tara smiled. "I know. Then, one day, the witch had this dream about her princess. After the dream, she went to a wise man to ask him if he knew what it meant. The wise man told her about this other world, where there were witches, vampires, demons, vampire slayers...and her princess. So the witch contacted the slayers in their dreams, with the help of the wise man."
"You talked to Buffy and Faith?" Willow interrupted her. At Tara's look, she apologized. "I'm sorry. I'll let you tell the story now."
"Thank you. The Slayers told her how to go back to their world, so that the witch could be with her princess again."
"How-" Willow started.
"The witch travelled into the spirit world, leaving her other world and her friends behind. She didn't have an anchor their - the only connection she had to the world outside the spirit world was her love for Will - the princess."
Willow giggled at her slip.
"The witch had to face a challenge, which she passed. Then-"
"What kind of challenge was it?" Willow wanted to know, looking up anxiously at her lover.
"It - the Powers showed her everything that she didn't know about the world she was going to."
"Everything?" Now Willow was wearing a worried expression.
"I - I don't know," Tara confessed. "I - I think they only showed her things that made her sad - that would make her change her mind."
"What things?"
"Her princess happily in love with a werewolf... her princess kissing another girl... they showed her how the princess fought with the witch... and then they showed her something that almost made her change her mind. They showed her her princess with black hair and black eyes, trying to destroy the world."
Author: ladydewinter
Email: ladydewinter@gmx.net
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: W/K first, but I don't really like them...so W/T eventually :-) And this is becoming B/S as well, it seems.
Setting: The story takes place roughly after The Killer in Me, so spoilers up to then. And if you have no idea about Season Three of Angel you'll be spoilt as well...so don't come running to me *lol*
Disclaimer: Willow, Tara, Kennedy, Anya et. al belong to Joss Whedon and ME and - hey you know whom they belong to. The story however is mine. Oh, the title is taken from a book called "Magic's Promise" by Mercedes Lackey. And there may be quotes from the show included in this story - I haven't really marked them, but if it sounds familiar - I mean it as an homage, I don't wanna violate any copyright, really. Please don't sue me!
Feedback: I'm looking forward to your feedback to this one...don't really know what to think of it myself, so...tell me if you like it.
Distribution: If you want it, you can have it, just let me know where it ends up.
Summary: This contains: lots of bliss and angst... and most importantly the reunion of our beloved soulmates...YES!!! You read correctly. Finally...but it isn't over yet.
***
Willow, Tara thought. Willow. As she was looking into her eyes, everything she had been thinking, worrying about dissolved. She slowly got up and was startled when suddenly Willow was standing right in front of her.
"How did you do that?" she asked.
Willow smiled shyly. "Magic."
Tara didn't know what to say or do. She just kept standing there, looking into Willow's eyes. She felt as if she had finally arrived. As if she was home. She made a small step towards her, crossing the small distance that still lay between them. She reached out her hand and caressed her lover's cheek, putting a stray lock of hair behind her ear. "Your hair," she began. "It's... long."
"Yours looks almost the same," Willow replied, mirrowing her actions. She gasped when she actually touched Tara for the first time in what had seemed an eternity.
"Is that... good or bad?" Tara asked, tentatively.
"It's perfect." Willow smiled. It still makes my knees go all weak, Tara thought. The two lovers didn't move and just kept looking at each other as if for the first time. They were completely lost in their own world.
Then Willow looked down. "Don't," Tara told her, putting her hand under Willow's chin and thus lifting her face. "What is it?" she asked gently. "It's nothing... I just... I can't believe your real. You are real, aren't you?"
"I am."
Willow now had tears in her eyes. "I missed you so much." With that, she put her arms around Tara and pulled her into a close embrace. "I lost you," she murmured. "I thought I would always find you, but I couldn't." Tara didn't reply. Instead, she put her arms around Willow's waist and drew her even closer. It felt so good to be with her again. She tenderly carressed Willow's back, needing to feel her lover. Willow responded with playing gently with her hair. They stayed like this for some time, trying to believe that this was actually happening. Then, as if with one mind, they let go of each other.
Willow looked down at the floor again. She felt so - terribly shy. "Perhaps we should go somewhere more... private... or quiet," she suggested. Tara simply nodded. "Let's go and sit outside somewhere," Willow said. "It's - it's really warm and... I missed sitting in the sun with you."
"Okay," Tara agreed and took Willow's hand. "You choose the location," she explained. Willow smiled and lead her out of Stevenson Hall and finally to a sunny spot. "Is that alright?" she asked Tara anxiously. Her lover just sat down and motioned for her to join her. Willow did just that, but as she wasn't sure where to sit exactly, she chose a place opposite Tara.
"What's wrong?" she asked as she saw her pout. "Don't you think that's too far away from me?" Tara complained playfully, nevertheless blushing at her boldness. She had never been good at flirting. But she needed to be close to her lover - they had been apart long enough. "Oh." Willow blushed as well. "I didn't know if you wanted me to-" suddenly she felt embarrassed for her insecurity.
"Of course I want you to," Tara told her. "Why did you think - did I do something wrong?" Maybe she had been too shy - or maybe Willow wasn't glad to see her - no, that was a stupid idea. Willow probably just was confused, and who wouldn't be if her dead lover was just standing in front of her, very not-dead? She possibly was wondering what was going on, and how that was possible, and thus simply didn't know to react. So, Tara surmised, she was would have to take the initiative now.
"No!" Willow exclaimed, quickly moving closer to Tara. She was now sitting right next to her, not knowing if that was right or... "You didn't do anything... I was just... I'm not sure what... what is going on." "I know," Tara replied. She realized just sitting here wasn't that good if she wanted them to be close to each other... so she decided to start taking the initiative. "Willow," she said softly.
"Yes?"
Tara looked at her lover, then at her lap. "Do you want to...?" she started. Willow's heart skipped a beat - that was exactly what she wanted. She was grateful Tara was being all control gal here... she lay down and put her head in Tara's lap, sighing with relief. This was right where she belonged.
Tara smiled at Willow's reaction. She started playing with her lover's hair, once again amazed how long it was. This was only a little thing that had change, but... she also noticed other differences - how shy she was with her...she almost seemed afraid. And she felt the power surrounding her - something she had never had in her own - in the other world. She realized she had to tell Willow what was going on - it was obvious to her that Buffy and Faith hadn't told her about their dreams.
At that moment, Willow looked up at her. It was as if she had heard her thoughts. "Tell me a story," she asked her. Tara knew exactly what she wanted.
"Once upon a time, there was a... um... princess. She was very beautiful... she had the most wonderful red hair, and the greenest eyes and... um...she had friends, who loved her very much, and she wasn't only a princess - she was also a powerful witch."
"Did she have a broomstick?" Willow wanted to know.
"No, no broomstick. She was afraid to fly."
"Oh. Was she happy?"
"I think she was. Though not completely happy," Tara added.
"Why not?"
"She wasn't in love."
"That's a sad story. Why wasn't she in love?"
"You have to be patient, sweetie. Because one day, she met this other witch."
"What was she like?"
"Um, this other witch? She had blond hair, and blue eyes and -"
"The most beautiful blue eyes," Willow interjected.
"Okay. And she was very shy, and she stuttered when she was nervous." Tara paused for a moment.
"Did she fall in love with the princess?"
"Yes, she did. And the princess fell in love with her. Now both were perfectly happy together. It turned out they were soulmates, you know - the Powers that Be had connected their souls so they would recognizes each other. And they only felt complete when they were together."
"Did they live happily ever after?" Willow asked her.
"Unfortunately, no. Because one day, there came this... there was a bad man. He wanted to kill the princess' best friend, but instead he killed her lover."
"I don't think I like this story."
"It's not over yet. Because the Powers that Be didn't want to separate the two lovers for all eternity, they send the witch to another world. It was very similar to the one she came from, only she didn't remember she was a witch anymore. She also had no other memories of this other world, where she had been in love with the princess."
"That must have been very sad for her then."
"It was - but not because she didn't remember the other world. It was sad because the Powers had the princess get killed in that world."
"There was a princess as well? Was she just like the other princess?"
"I'm not sure yet. But it looks as if they were very much alike, yes. After she got killed, the witch was very sad. Her friends tried everything to make her happy, but they couldn't. She couldn't forget her princess."
"I - the princess in the other world couldn't forget the witch as well," Willow told her.
Tara smiled. "I know. Then, one day, the witch had this dream about her princess. After the dream, she went to a wise man to ask him if he knew what it meant. The wise man told her about this other world, where there were witches, vampires, demons, vampire slayers...and her princess. So the witch contacted the slayers in their dreams, with the help of the wise man."
"You talked to Buffy and Faith?" Willow interrupted her. At Tara's look, she apologized. "I'm sorry. I'll let you tell the story now."
"Thank you. The Slayers told her how to go back to their world, so that the witch could be with her princess again."
"How-" Willow started.
"The witch travelled into the spirit world, leaving her other world and her friends behind. She didn't have an anchor their - the only connection she had to the world outside the spirit world was her love for Will - the princess."
Willow giggled at her slip.
"The witch had to face a challenge, which she passed. Then-"
"What kind of challenge was it?" Willow wanted to know, looking up anxiously at her lover.
"It - the Powers showed her everything that she didn't know about the world she was going to."
"Everything?" Now Willow was wearing a worried expression.
"I - I don't know," Tara confessed. "I - I think they only showed her things that made her sad - that would make her change her mind."
"What things?"
"Her princess happily in love with a werewolf... her princess kissing another girl... they showed her how the princess fought with the witch... and then they showed her something that almost made her change her mind. They showed her her princess with black hair and black eyes, trying to destroy the world."