A/N: Yeah, well, its been a while, huh? No amount of apologies can make it right, if there was anyone even reading this. So I won't bother. On with the story, with a promise to try and update Old Friends and Heaven Sent very very soon, okay guys, here goes, and sorry for the wait.

"I What?" Shouted Willow, jumping up from the floor she had been sitting on so peacefully and comfortably only moments before. Tara rose slowly with a calm look on her face, a clear contrast to Willow whose face now matched her flame red hair.

"Be Calm, Willow"

"Calm? How can I be Calm? How can you expect me to be Calm? You know what sort of decision this is for me. You know, you saw what it did to Buffy when we brought her back to life. And now you're asking me to CHOOSE to go through that? No. No Way, Not this witch. And anyway, what good would it do? Everyone's dead. It's all over. They Won, We Lost. Game Over, End of Story." Willow ranted at her lover.

Tara soothed her with a touch.

"YOU can make the difference Willow. You can help them, change it all. You must make a choice, and choose carefully. Take time and think about it, because this is important Will, this decision decides everything."

"But Why? I mean who would even think I'd want to go back when I finally got to be with you again?" Willow asked shakily, putting a hand on Tara's arm. "I'm finally here and I never thought I would be, so, why?" Willow pleaded, desperate to know why she'd been selected for this choice.

"Will, I told you it would be a difficult choice to make. But you do have to make it."

"I still don't know what good it would do to go back now" Willow stated grumpily, looking at the ground.

"Willow, you could help all those people, change what happened. Willow, you're so powerful, Don't you want to help? Don't you want to make a difference?"

"But I thought it'd already happened."

"It has, but if you do go back, they'll send you back one year into the past. You can re-live the past year, change things, make the difference and maybe help save the whole world. Willow, this is an amazing opportunity for you."

"Why me?" Willow mumbled.

"Sorry, what was that?"

"I said, Why me?" Huh? Why didn't you get to choose to come back? O-Or did you, and you just chose to not come back to me?" Willow asked getting more and more distressed with each word. She could feel hot tears sting at her eyes, threatening to over spill.

"NO. I didn't get a choice, Willow. See, My death didn't leave the world unprotected, And it didn't cause the end of the world. You know that if I'd had the choice of course I would have come back to you."

"But I don't want to leave you. Not again. I couldn't stand it, knowing I'd lost you again."

"You wouldn't." Tara stated firmly.

"What do you mean?" asked Willow, in a strange voice, unsure what her lover meant.

"I mean, you wouldn't know what had happened. At first anyway, all your memories of this, of me, would be wiped away. You'd only recover them gradually, and you'd have to piece it together yourself. That is why it was so hard on Buffy when we brought her back. She remembered it all, and it was too huge a shock for her system to handle."

"Then Why? Why wasn't her memory erased then? If that would've made it easier for her?"

"Because there wasn't enough time. We just yanked her soul out. Up here they didn't even notice what we were gonna do."

"So, so it was our fault that Buffy had such a hard time." Willow looked ashamed.

"Yes, it was, but they did manage to get one part of her memories as she went, which meant that it was slightly easier than it would've been for her."

"What part was that?"

"That is not for me to tell you, rather for Buffy to tell you if she deems it necessary."

"Ok. Wait, how do you know that I won't just repeat the year exactly the same? I mean, if I've got no memories of living it all before then what's to stop me doing it all again?"

"Because you would remember things, you'd remember bits and pieces slowly. And thus be able to work it out and change things."

"Right, when do I have to make my decision?"

"Soon, Willow. When everyone else is decided, you'll all rejoin and then you can announce your decisions to each other."

"Will you come with me?" Willow asked timidly.

"Of course I will."

"Ok, I'm ready"

"Good, in that case, it's time."

Tara stepped forward and embraced her lover, and Willow's vision went cloudy and dark.