Thanks for the reviews people! I'm glad some people are actually reading
this. Well, here's the next chapter. Hope you like it!
Still not mine. All Joss's..the lucky duck..
~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~
Mistaken
!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!
Chapter Two
~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~
"Willow!" Xander called, his voice still shakey as he saw her in the doorway.
"What happened?" She asked, her own voice dull and not really interested in what really happened.
"Warren shot Buffy. And, and, they're taking her to the hospital." He explains, glancing back at the Buffy and the peremedics.
"Ok. I have to go run and errand. Be back soon." She mumurs, turning and walking away from him.
"Wil! Wait!" Her friend called after her, confused at her reply.
She ignores him and continues walking, heading down the street.
"Sir, are you coming with us or not?" One of the peremedics asks him.
He watches his red headed friend for a moment, then nods. "Yea, I'm coming." He jumps into the abulance and the doors close behind him, as he sits down next to Buffy. The abulance drives away, sirens on and headed to the hospital.
Willow's eyes flash red again and she turns a corner, clearly making her way to The Magic Box.
Within minutes, she arrives at the shop and slips in, not wanting to be noticed by Anya. Who at the time is helping another customer. She almost runs up the steps to the upper area, looking at all the dark arts books. "Ok..um.." She thinks of which book to use, kneeling down infront of one of the shelves.
"Willow?" Anya's voice asked her, appearing at the bottom of the stairs.
"What?" She asks in return, turning her head half the way to look at her.
"What're you doing up there?" Anya asks, obviously confused.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Came the witch's answer, her voice growing annoied.
"Well, it looks like you looking through the books that Giles told me not to let you look through." The blonde told her, not really thinking the whole situation through.
"Do you ever think for yourself?" Willow asks her. Now fully turning around to look at her.
Taken aback by the question, Anya furrows her brow. "I-well. Of course I do." She answers, shaking her head a little, her brow still fully furrowed.
Willow nods. "Yea, sure."
"Willow. Just take what we need and lets go." Came another voice, this one was familiar, one the witch loved to hear. Tara appeared behind Anya, an angry yet determined look on her face.
Hearing the voice, Willow looks at her lover, a smile crawling up on her face. "Tara.." She whispers.
"Hey baby." She replies, smiling back at her. The girl now looks completly fine, as if that mornings event had never happend. She holds her hands out and up to where Willow is, and all the dark arts books come flying down landing on the table.
Willow furrows her brow a little, not certain to what Tara's up to. "What're you doing?" She asks, coming back down the stairs.
"What you were going to do. Come on, we'll share them." Her lover answers, opening two of the books and placing them infront of her.
A smirk appears on the red heads face and she moves to Tara's side. At the same time, they place their hands on the books. If you were to watch this, it looks like their hands were going through the pages, and a blue and purple light surrounds them. Both of them are now breathing heavily, as they obtain the powers from the books.
Anya watches all of this, without being able to do or say anything. "Hey, wait, guys, what's going on?" She asks, a little scared of the answer she'd recieve.
"Revenge." Tara whispered as an answer.
Still not mine. All Joss's..the lucky duck..
~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~
Mistaken
!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!
Chapter Two
~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~
"Willow!" Xander called, his voice still shakey as he saw her in the doorway.
"What happened?" She asked, her own voice dull and not really interested in what really happened.
"Warren shot Buffy. And, and, they're taking her to the hospital." He explains, glancing back at the Buffy and the peremedics.
"Ok. I have to go run and errand. Be back soon." She mumurs, turning and walking away from him.
"Wil! Wait!" Her friend called after her, confused at her reply.
She ignores him and continues walking, heading down the street.
"Sir, are you coming with us or not?" One of the peremedics asks him.
He watches his red headed friend for a moment, then nods. "Yea, I'm coming." He jumps into the abulance and the doors close behind him, as he sits down next to Buffy. The abulance drives away, sirens on and headed to the hospital.
Willow's eyes flash red again and she turns a corner, clearly making her way to The Magic Box.
Within minutes, she arrives at the shop and slips in, not wanting to be noticed by Anya. Who at the time is helping another customer. She almost runs up the steps to the upper area, looking at all the dark arts books. "Ok..um.." She thinks of which book to use, kneeling down infront of one of the shelves.
"Willow?" Anya's voice asked her, appearing at the bottom of the stairs.
"What?" She asks in return, turning her head half the way to look at her.
"What're you doing up there?" Anya asks, obviously confused.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Came the witch's answer, her voice growing annoied.
"Well, it looks like you looking through the books that Giles told me not to let you look through." The blonde told her, not really thinking the whole situation through.
"Do you ever think for yourself?" Willow asks her. Now fully turning around to look at her.
Taken aback by the question, Anya furrows her brow. "I-well. Of course I do." She answers, shaking her head a little, her brow still fully furrowed.
Willow nods. "Yea, sure."
"Willow. Just take what we need and lets go." Came another voice, this one was familiar, one the witch loved to hear. Tara appeared behind Anya, an angry yet determined look on her face.
Hearing the voice, Willow looks at her lover, a smile crawling up on her face. "Tara.." She whispers.
"Hey baby." She replies, smiling back at her. The girl now looks completly fine, as if that mornings event had never happend. She holds her hands out and up to where Willow is, and all the dark arts books come flying down landing on the table.
Willow furrows her brow a little, not certain to what Tara's up to. "What're you doing?" She asks, coming back down the stairs.
"What you were going to do. Come on, we'll share them." Her lover answers, opening two of the books and placing them infront of her.
A smirk appears on the red heads face and she moves to Tara's side. At the same time, they place their hands on the books. If you were to watch this, it looks like their hands were going through the pages, and a blue and purple light surrounds them. Both of them are now breathing heavily, as they obtain the powers from the books.
Anya watches all of this, without being able to do or say anything. "Hey, wait, guys, what's going on?" She asks, a little scared of the answer she'd recieve.
"Revenge." Tara whispered as an answer.