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: Yes please!!! I really appreciate it.
Distribution: If you want it, you can have it, just let me know where it ends up.
Summary: This continues right where we left them (there is a them again..yay!) the last time.
Author's note: I'm really sorry - I know it's been ages since the last time. But what can I say - uni has started again and it seems I haven't done that much since except sleeping and reading and occasionaly eating ;-) But tomorrow's a public holiday - I'll chain myself to my keyboard and try to do my best :-)
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Willow had to swallow hard. She was afraid now. "Wh- why did that almost change her mind?"
"Because the witch was afraid she was going to have to kill her princess," Tara told her. "And she knew she would never be able to do that. She was scared of what was going to happen when she returned to that other world."
"Did - did the witch still love her princess? Because the princess will always love her witch." Willow asked timidly.
"And the witch will always love her princess." They stayed silent for some time, Willow lying with her head in Tara's lap, her eyes closed, Tara still playing tenderly with her hair. Then Willow wanted to know, "What happened next?"
"The witch passed the challenge and returned to her princess' world. She first went to the house where the Slayer lived, but neither she nor her princess were at home."
"Who told her so?"
"A dark haired girl. She was very friendly. In fact, she tried to flirt with the witch," Tara said, blushing slightly. At that, Willow opened her eyes, shocked. "What?"
"But the witch didn't stay there-," she continued hastily, "she went to the place where it all began - where she had first talked to her princess. She sat there for a while, thinking about her. And suddenly, there she was, facing her, more beautiful than ever. The witch had never been that happy before."
"Neither had the princess," Willow added.
"They embraced, and the witch felt as if she had finally come home. For the first time in months, she forgot all her worries. Everything was right again. Then the two lovers went for a walk, and sat down in the sun, and the witch told her princess how she had been able to return to her." Tara finished.
"How does the story end?" Willow wasn't satisfied yet. "Did they live happily ever after now?"
"I don't know," Tara replied softly. "I don't know the end of the story yet."
"What do you think will happen?"
"What I think... I think they will sit together some longer, before returning to the Slayer's house. They probably will have to get to know each other again, because although they're the same in a way, they aren't."
"Will there be..." Willow didn't know how to ask, but she had to know, so she overcame her shyness. "Will there be snuggles... and smoochies?"
Tara couldn't help grinning. That was the Willow she knew. "Vixen," was all she answered, before continuing, "there might be. I don't know when exactly though."
Willow sighed a sigh of relief. "So everything will be like it was before?"
"Better," Tara told her. "It will be better."
They were silent once more, simply enjoying the sun and their closeness for some time. There was no need to say anything, until Tara suddenly spoke up. "You know, I found you."
illow understood. "We always know how to find each other," she answered.
The two lovers smiled at each other knowingly. Then Tara shivered. "What is it?" Willow asked. "Are you cold?"
"A bit," Tara confessed. "But mostly - I'm tired."
"Of course you are!" Willow exclaimed. She looked at her watch. "It's late already... the others will probably worry about me. Or maybe they won't, seeing as Buffy knows about you." She got up, helping Tara on her feet as well.
"I'm not sure she does," Tara told her. "I mean, of course she knows that I - I wanted to come here, but she doesn't know that I am here already. I wonder why she didn't tell you."
"I guess she was afraid that - she probably wasn't sure if it would work. And so I guess she was just worried I wouldn't be able to deal with it if I thought it would but in the end it didn't, you know?" They started to walk home, hand in hand.
"Yes, you're probably right. And as that girl didn't seem to know who I was... What?" Tara asked, noticing the strange look on her face.
"That girl... I think it was Kennedy." Now Willow blushed.
"So?" Tara didn't understand.
"Kennedy and I - we were - sort of -" Willow really didn't know how to say it. "We were kinda - together." She hoped Tara wouldn't be mad now.
"Oh," was all she replied. "Oh, so she was the dark haired girl I saw you kiss in that challenge. I thought so, but I wasn't sure - and - are you still?"
"No! No, we haven't been for some time. We - I don't know, I -"
"Why did you break up?" Tara wanted to know. She didn't sound mad or anything, just curious.
"I - I wasn't in love with her. I mean, I liked her, kinda, but I didn't love her. I think I only was together with her because she... it somehow comforted me." She shot Tara a worried glance. As she didn't answer, Willow asked, "Are you mad now? Or hurt?"
"Should I be?"
"No! Please don't. I mean, I - I - all I could think about was you. I loved you, you know. The princess will always love her witch, remember? I - I still love you." At that, Tara stopped. Willow looked down, somehow afraid of her lover's reply.
"I love you, too, Willow. The witch will always love her princess." She reached out her hand, caressing Willow's cheek. Then she brought her face closer to Willow's. She could now feel her lover's breath on her skin. They were just about to kiss, when suddenly someone bumped into them. "Sorry," he apologized. "Andrew!" Willow said, sounding frustrated. Why now?
"Who's that?" Tara and Andrew asked at the same time. Then Andrew recognized her. "Aren't you? But you're - I mean, you were? Wasn't she?" he wanted to know, confused.
"It's a long story," Willow smiled. "But yes - I mean - Andrew, this is Tara," she introduced them. "And Tara, this is Andrew."
"Hi," Tara smiled at him.
"Hi," replied.
"Is he a friend of Buffy's?" she asked.
"Well, that's kinda a long story as well," Willow said apologetically. "I'll fill you in later, okay?"
"Okay," Tara agreed.
Andrew was still standing there, looking confused. "What are you doing here anyway?" Willow questioned him. "Aren't you supposed to do research?"
"I was," he defended himself. He showed them the book he was carrying. "Giles told me to get that for him."
"Oh," Willow replied. "You know what? You - could you hurry home and tell Buffy about Tara? She'll explain how this was possible. She knows. We'll follow - just - we'll be home about five minutes after you, okay?"
"Right." Andrew smiled at them once again. Before he left, he turned around and told Tara, "It's - it was great to meet you."
"Thanks, me too." Then he was gone. "Who was that?" she asked Willow.
"He - he was part of the Evil Trio. I think he kinda was in love with Warren - or with Jonathon. I'm not sure about it. But he's positively gay, for all I know."
"Warren? Wasn't he the guy that shot me?" Tara interrupted her.
"Yes, he was." Willow was silent.
"What happened to him?"
"I - I killed him." She didn't look at Tara, who simply replied, "Oh."
"Andrew - well, it seems the First - the First Evil, the big bad this year, you're going to hear more about that - well, the First kinda controlled him so he went to the High School and killed Jonathan to open the seal."
"The seal? Wait, he killed him? Why isn't he in jail?"
"It's - it's not that easy. It's all very complicated. It's just - he's on our side now, and he is helping us in order to redeem himself. He isn't evil, really. He's - he can be a litte annoying sometimes, but he's okay."
"I get it. Or I don't, but that's probably because I'm not really used to all of this." Tara was confused. And she didn't know what to think now she knew Willow actually killed somebody. Sure, it was her murderer, but that didn't make it right.
"You will get used to it," Willow promised her. "Just - take your time. I bet it's very confusing. I mean, I know it is. I mean, I had to get used to it as well." She was getting nervous. She wasn't sure how Tara would deal with her being a killer. Her murderer's killer, sure, but still...
They were standing in front of the Summers' house now. "You think we should wait some more?" Tara asked her.
"I don't -" Willow started, when suddenly the front door opened, and Dawn came running towards them. Or towards Tara, rather. She threw her arms around her.
"You're back!"
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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: Yes please!!! I really appreciate it.
Distribution: If you want it, you can have it, just let me know where it ends up.
Summary: This continues right where we left them (there is a them again..yay!) the last time.
Author's note: I'm really sorry - I know it's been ages since the last time. But what can I say - uni has started again and it seems I haven't done that much since except sleeping and reading and occasionaly eating ;-) But tomorrow's a public holiday - I'll chain myself to my keyboard and try to do my best :-)
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Willow had to swallow hard. She was afraid now. "Wh- why did that almost change her mind?"
"Because the witch was afraid she was going to have to kill her princess," Tara told her. "And she knew she would never be able to do that. She was scared of what was going to happen when she returned to that other world."
"Did - did the witch still love her princess? Because the princess will always love her witch." Willow asked timidly.
"And the witch will always love her princess." They stayed silent for some time, Willow lying with her head in Tara's lap, her eyes closed, Tara still playing tenderly with her hair. Then Willow wanted to know, "What happened next?"
"The witch passed the challenge and returned to her princess' world. She first went to the house where the Slayer lived, but neither she nor her princess were at home."
"Who told her so?"
"A dark haired girl. She was very friendly. In fact, she tried to flirt with the witch," Tara said, blushing slightly. At that, Willow opened her eyes, shocked. "What?"
"But the witch didn't stay there-," she continued hastily, "she went to the place where it all began - where she had first talked to her princess. She sat there for a while, thinking about her. And suddenly, there she was, facing her, more beautiful than ever. The witch had never been that happy before."
"Neither had the princess," Willow added.
"They embraced, and the witch felt as if she had finally come home. For the first time in months, she forgot all her worries. Everything was right again. Then the two lovers went for a walk, and sat down in the sun, and the witch told her princess how she had been able to return to her." Tara finished.
"How does the story end?" Willow wasn't satisfied yet. "Did they live happily ever after now?"
"I don't know," Tara replied softly. "I don't know the end of the story yet."
"What do you think will happen?"
"What I think... I think they will sit together some longer, before returning to the Slayer's house. They probably will have to get to know each other again, because although they're the same in a way, they aren't."
"Will there be..." Willow didn't know how to ask, but she had to know, so she overcame her shyness. "Will there be snuggles... and smoochies?"
Tara couldn't help grinning. That was the Willow she knew. "Vixen," was all she answered, before continuing, "there might be. I don't know when exactly though."
Willow sighed a sigh of relief. "So everything will be like it was before?"
"Better," Tara told her. "It will be better."
They were silent once more, simply enjoying the sun and their closeness for some time. There was no need to say anything, until Tara suddenly spoke up. "You know, I found you."
illow understood. "We always know how to find each other," she answered.
The two lovers smiled at each other knowingly. Then Tara shivered. "What is it?" Willow asked. "Are you cold?"
"A bit," Tara confessed. "But mostly - I'm tired."
"Of course you are!" Willow exclaimed. She looked at her watch. "It's late already... the others will probably worry about me. Or maybe they won't, seeing as Buffy knows about you." She got up, helping Tara on her feet as well.
"I'm not sure she does," Tara told her. "I mean, of course she knows that I - I wanted to come here, but she doesn't know that I am here already. I wonder why she didn't tell you."
"I guess she was afraid that - she probably wasn't sure if it would work. And so I guess she was just worried I wouldn't be able to deal with it if I thought it would but in the end it didn't, you know?" They started to walk home, hand in hand.
"Yes, you're probably right. And as that girl didn't seem to know who I was... What?" Tara asked, noticing the strange look on her face.
"That girl... I think it was Kennedy." Now Willow blushed.
"So?" Tara didn't understand.
"Kennedy and I - we were - sort of -" Willow really didn't know how to say it. "We were kinda - together." She hoped Tara wouldn't be mad now.
"Oh," was all she replied. "Oh, so she was the dark haired girl I saw you kiss in that challenge. I thought so, but I wasn't sure - and - are you still?"
"No! No, we haven't been for some time. We - I don't know, I -"
"Why did you break up?" Tara wanted to know. She didn't sound mad or anything, just curious.
"I - I wasn't in love with her. I mean, I liked her, kinda, but I didn't love her. I think I only was together with her because she... it somehow comforted me." She shot Tara a worried glance. As she didn't answer, Willow asked, "Are you mad now? Or hurt?"
"Should I be?"
"No! Please don't. I mean, I - I - all I could think about was you. I loved you, you know. The princess will always love her witch, remember? I - I still love you." At that, Tara stopped. Willow looked down, somehow afraid of her lover's reply.
"I love you, too, Willow. The witch will always love her princess." She reached out her hand, caressing Willow's cheek. Then she brought her face closer to Willow's. She could now feel her lover's breath on her skin. They were just about to kiss, when suddenly someone bumped into them. "Sorry," he apologized. "Andrew!" Willow said, sounding frustrated. Why now?
"Who's that?" Tara and Andrew asked at the same time. Then Andrew recognized her. "Aren't you? But you're - I mean, you were? Wasn't she?" he wanted to know, confused.
"It's a long story," Willow smiled. "But yes - I mean - Andrew, this is Tara," she introduced them. "And Tara, this is Andrew."
"Hi," Tara smiled at him.
"Hi," replied.
"Is he a friend of Buffy's?" she asked.
"Well, that's kinda a long story as well," Willow said apologetically. "I'll fill you in later, okay?"
"Okay," Tara agreed.
Andrew was still standing there, looking confused. "What are you doing here anyway?" Willow questioned him. "Aren't you supposed to do research?"
"I was," he defended himself. He showed them the book he was carrying. "Giles told me to get that for him."
"Oh," Willow replied. "You know what? You - could you hurry home and tell Buffy about Tara? She'll explain how this was possible. She knows. We'll follow - just - we'll be home about five minutes after you, okay?"
"Right." Andrew smiled at them once again. Before he left, he turned around and told Tara, "It's - it was great to meet you."
"Thanks, me too." Then he was gone. "Who was that?" she asked Willow.
"He - he was part of the Evil Trio. I think he kinda was in love with Warren - or with Jonathon. I'm not sure about it. But he's positively gay, for all I know."
"Warren? Wasn't he the guy that shot me?" Tara interrupted her.
"Yes, he was." Willow was silent.
"What happened to him?"
"I - I killed him." She didn't look at Tara, who simply replied, "Oh."
"Andrew - well, it seems the First - the First Evil, the big bad this year, you're going to hear more about that - well, the First kinda controlled him so he went to the High School and killed Jonathan to open the seal."
"The seal? Wait, he killed him? Why isn't he in jail?"
"It's - it's not that easy. It's all very complicated. It's just - he's on our side now, and he is helping us in order to redeem himself. He isn't evil, really. He's - he can be a litte annoying sometimes, but he's okay."
"I get it. Or I don't, but that's probably because I'm not really used to all of this." Tara was confused. And she didn't know what to think now she knew Willow actually killed somebody. Sure, it was her murderer, but that didn't make it right.
"You will get used to it," Willow promised her. "Just - take your time. I bet it's very confusing. I mean, I know it is. I mean, I had to get used to it as well." She was getting nervous. She wasn't sure how Tara would deal with her being a killer. Her murderer's killer, sure, but still...
They were standing in front of the Summers' house now. "You think we should wait some more?" Tara asked her.
"I don't -" Willow started, when suddenly the front door opened, and Dawn came running towards them. Or towards Tara, rather. She threw her arms around her.
"You're back!"
***