Title: This Look of Love

Rating: PG and that is for a curse word or two.

Feedback: Go for it. This is for all of you not me.

Summary: This fic takes place about a year after Willow and Tara graduate. The entire gang is here from S6. Willow and Tara are getting ready for a very big event. MAJOR romance... zero ANGST

Author's Note: Some of the events in this fic actually took place in my own life. Of course some did not. You can use your imagination and decide which are which. Enjoy

Copyright Disclaimer: Joss and Company owns all the characters. But they are alive and happy here. So screw ME. Not me, but you know ME.

Quick note of thanks to LS for the beta. Hope you all enjoy.

This look of Love

Chapter 1 The itinerary

"It's not going to happen." Dawn spoke softly yet firmly looking at her sister as they walked down the stairs. "I'm certain everything will go smoothly."

Turning to look with confusion and flushed with laughter Buffy spoke, "Are you serious? Have you forgotten where we live?" Buffy fought hard to hold back her laughter.

"I'm just saying they Love each other way too much, and there is no way anything will stop this." Dawn looked directly at her sister spitting the words out at her. "On this day, I swear, nothing terrible, awful or catastrophic will happen."

"Are you insane?" Anya screeched entering the Summer's house without knocking. "Do you want to curse the entire day? God Buffy, haven't you taught her anything about tempting fate."

"Hello, Anya." Dawn looked in disgust. "We were actually in the middle of a private conversation." Dawn looked at Buffy, who was smiling very largely at Anya. "Anyway, yes I know I shouldn't tempt fate but I am 100% certain that today will be perfect."

"Oh my god." Anya spouted again, "will you stop saying that already?"

"Yes Dawn, please stop saying that nothing could possibly ruin this day, and that everything will go smoothly now," Buffy said in full on laughter. "Anya, It's really O.K. as much as I hate to admit it, I think I have to agree with Dawn on this one. With Willow in charge of things, the day has been planned to the very second."

"Yes, I am very aware that the day has been mapped out so that the blind could find their way," Anya replied, "I just don't like when she puts bad karma out there in space, especially the space that I have to occupy. Okay?" Anya turned to enter the dining room.

"Right," Buffy replied with a grin.

As they walked into the dining room, all three women stopped fast. Walking from the kitchen was a vision of bliss. It brought tears of joy to all their faces. Wide eyed Dawn spoke," Oh wow, you look amazing."

Tara walked toward them, still in her robe, blushing and fighting to keep from looking down with embarrassment. "Thanks sweetie," Tara softly spoke. "I still have to actually put on my dress though. So hold off on the flattery until then, okay?"

"Sure," Dawn replied. "It's just that, you look like a vision. Not like a spirity vision, but you are glowing and you just look very happy. It's really cool."

"I am," Tara replied with the most amazing smile that lit the room. "I do believe that today, there is nothing that could possibly..." She was sharply cut off.

"What the hell is the matter with you people?" Anya bellowed. "Do you want the earth to open up right here in front of you and swallow us whole?"

Dawn, Buffy, and Tara looked at each other and laughed. Tara winked at the two sisters indicating that she was fully aware of the conversation that was going on while she was in the kitchen.

"Fine, Laugh all you want, but when you and Willow are saying your vows, and the earth starts to shake, and things explode," Anya breezed her wild words, "don't come crying to me. I tried to warn you all."

"I'll consider myself warned," Tara replied. "Anyway the earth shaking and the explosions, we'll leave that for the honeymoon." Tara said with a sly grin.

The crowd in the room stopped, and looked at Tara with a bit of shock.

"What," Tara said looking at them with an innocent but sassy half smile.

"Tara!" Buffy smiled quickly covering her little sisters ears. "Kid in the room here."

"I am not a Kid!" Dawn quickly spoke. "Really Buffy, I'm 18. I do know all about these things. I do have a boyfriend you know. Hello, freshman in college. What do you think we do on our dates?"

"You play monopoly." Buffy said fully aware she was lying to herself and everyone else. "I see lots of board games, and that is all I ever want to know and see. Got it?"

"Yes, right Monopoly," Dawn laughed. "Got it loud and clear."

"So back to the honeymoon," Anya interrupted with her nosy tone. "Where exactly are you two going anyway? None of us know, and I have to say it's very annoying."

"Yes, I have to agree with that." Buffy chimed in.

"Me too." Dawn felt the need to agree.

"Well, actually we have told someone, but they took a vow of silence." Tara confessed walking into the living room. "Willow and I wanted to be certain that NO Scooby tricks would be played on us." Tara turned to focus on Buffy and Anya. "So the secret is locked away, and it will not be revealed. Got it!"

"Oh, we got it," Buffy snickered. "But we will find out, and now when we do, you are so going to be sorry you didn't spill."

Tara reached forward to grab Buffy and squeezed her into a tight hug. "You can try," Tara whispered, "but I am very certain that you won't find us."

"They're going to do a spell," Dawn yelled.

"Duh," Anya spat loudly. "It is their honeymoon, of course they are going to do spells."

Silence fell over the women, as they gasped. Then a roar of laughter filled the house so loudly that it could be heard outside.

"Not spellllls," Dawn said as her face flushed from embarrassment. "I meant that they are going to do a masking spell, so that we can't find them."

"You two suck," Buffy said a little grouchy as she realized that Willow and Tara had planned to be ambushed by the Scooby gang. "Sure the witches can hide and they know we can't find them. That's just not fair. You had no problems when we ambushed Xander and Anya though, did you?"

"You're right Buffy," Tara said happily. "But it is the only way that Willow and I are going to get any peace from the rest of you terrible tricksters."

"Well you are certainly not getting a piece from me missy," Anya said straightforwardly. "Only one getting a piece from me is Xander, and with the wedding and all he might actually get two." Anya tilted her head and smiled at the excitement of having her Xander as often as she liked.

"OK," Buffy interrupted. "Anyone else ready to change the subject."

Tara and Dawn sharply raised their hands as a knock came to the front door.

"Hey Anya," Buffy turned to look at her. "That's how you should enter someone's house, by knocking first." Buffy laughed and walked over to answer the door. Giles was standing in front of the door brushing off his jacket.

"Hello ladies." Giles entered with a smile. "Are we ready to go to the church? I have the car out front." I'm 5 minutes early, I knew I should be if I wanted to keep the brutal schedule Willow made out for me." Giles thrust the four page single spaced itinerary in their faces.

They jumped back in mock shock shaking their heads. In laughter they all fumbled for their copies surprised when Tara didn't present one.

"What?" Tara looked at them questioning.

"Where is your catalogue of tasks?" Dawn questioned shocked that Tara had lost hers.

"Oh, mine." Tara smiled brazenly pulling a small piece of paper from her robe pocket. "This," she stated simply.

"That" Dawn said in shock. "That is your Itinerary? You are getting married today, aren't you?"

"Yes sweetie," Tara replied with a smile. "Would you like me to share it with you?" The room was filled with heads nodding yes. Tara read the letter as everyone crowded around her.

My Love,

Your only responsibility today is to be blissfully happy, and to be on time of course. I have planned for everything. I have surrounded you with people who will take very good care of you until it is my turn. When it is mine I vow to do it eternally.
You are the love of my life.

Your Willow

"That was beautiful," Dawn smiled with tears in her eyes. "Wow, the two of you are so lucky."

"Yes, I have to agree with my little sister here." Buffy said as she wrapped her arm around Dawn. "You are really great together."

"That just sucks." Anya blurted out with disgust. The rest of the room got wide-eyed in shock. "When Xander and I finally tied the knot, I worked my ass off. I guess we know who wears the pants in this relationship."

Tara just looked at Anya with a disapproving raised eyebrow.

"Well if the truth be told," Dawn interjected. "Actually neither of them wear pants very much, didn't you ever notice that." Dawn laughed at her joke that everyone but Anya thought was funny.

"Ha, ha, ha," Anya said unamused. "Yes let's all make fun of the ex-ex-ex-vengeance demon." "Lets laugh at her, ha, ha, ha.

Giles loudly cleared his throat, "Ah hmm. Well then ladies I believe we have a schedule to keep."

"Well some of us do," Anya spouted once more in disgust. "Others get to trot off in la-la land all day."

Everyone just grinned at Anya as they walked out the front door. Anya grabbed the doorknob giving it an extra slam to make a final point.

"The car," Anya spun to look at Giles completely green with envy. "That's a limousine, it is so much more than a car. Did you know she was sending you a limo?" Anya turned to Tara.

"No, actually she just said that she would send someone to pick us all up," Tara looked at all of them. The day is just getting better and better Tara thought in her head. She smiled and climbed in followed by the rest of the wedding party.

"Well you know," Buffy chimed in, "now that Willow is writing software for that security group she can afford these little luxuries. Anyway if you hadn't been in such a rush to get Xander to say the 'I do's' you might have been pampered a bit."

"Well if Xander wasn't such a chicken shit, we would have gotten it right the first time." Anya blurted out her frustration sending the entire group into fits of laughter. "What? Why are you laughing I am totally serious."

They just shook their heads and changed the subject.

"So Anya, did you call and make sure the dresses were delivered to the cultural center this morning?" Buffy asked.

"Of course I did," Anya pulled out her itinerary shoving it in Buffy's face. "See it's number one hundred and thirty six. If it's on here, I did it. Wouldn't want to bring down the wrath of Willow the Bride-groom-bride." Anya spoke in a softer tone. "Or is it Groom-bride-groom. I don't get all this lesbian mumbo jumbo."

Tara just looked at Anya with a pleased smile, knowing how entertained Willow would be for causing such frustration to their friend. The rest of the drive was short and uneventful as they pulled up to the front of the building. Buffy climbed out looking around for Willow and Xander.

"Buffy, don't worry according to the itinerary they won't be here for forty-seven minutes." Giles softly spoke from the car. "So we should be fine."

"Right," Buffy replied. "If it's in the itinerary, it's good as gold. I got that, lets get inside then."

They entered the front of the cultural center. It was a beautiful brick building that at one time had been a church. It was renovated to house an organization of men and women united to celebrate ethnic, gender and cultural diversity. Tara and Willow loved the place. It's where Tara had worked since graduation, and where Willow volunteered most of her Saturday mornings.

"Which room do we use?" Anya yelled.

"My itinerary says # 115." Buffy spoke with a whisper.

"It's not a church or a library Buffy," Tara leaned over to Buffy. "You don't have to whisper. Anyway, I'm sure only a handful of people are here right now."

"Oh sorry," Buffy straightened up. "Habit I guess. I just saw all the religious symbols and stuff on the walls, made me go into quiet mode. What's all of that there for?"

"Well every time we introduce a new person or family to the center, we ask them to bring a symbol of who they are emotionally or spiritually." Tara explained. As the group walked down the hall Dawn noticed all the different representations on the wall. They walked passed the office doors, and Dawn stopped in front of Tara's.

"Did you see this?" Dawn asked looking at Tara.

"No what sweetie?" Tara replied.

"The plaque on the door." Dawn smiled as she read it, "Tara MaClay-Rosenberg."

"Where," Tara smiled stepping forward to look. "Wow, Willow must have snuck in here and put that up this morning." A tear came to Tara's eyes.

"She really thinks of everything," Dawn looked at them with dreamy eyes.

In the background Anya was flipping through her itinerary. She stepped forward to look at all the other packets everyone was holding, smirking at Tara as she passes. "Nope, I don't see it on any itinerary here," Anya spouted out. "So it was either Xander or your betrothed. Hey, that's Xander's craftsmanship there."

"MaClay-Rosenberg?" Anya read it sarcastically. "I guess the pants question as been answered."

"The what now?" Buffy answered.

"Well when you hyphenate," Anya answered," The man's name comes last. So Willow wears the pants I guess? HUH," Anya crossed her arms triumphantly.

"If truth be told," Tara confessed. "It's numerical and alphabetical."

"OK, it would have to be if Will is involved," Buffy gave a mocking laugh.

"No really, we had a hard time deciding how to order our last names." Tara explained. "I wanted Willow's first for me, and mine first for her. She wanted it the same for both of us. After hours of conversation, we finally decided to solve it scientifically. This is the result."

"How is it scientific?" Dawn questioned the logic.

"Simple sweetie," Tara explained. "Numerically I have fewer letters, and alphabetically I come first. Simple science."

"Sounds more like Willow logic to me," Anya added sarcastically. "Pants," she said referring to their earlier conversation.

The crowd just smiled, shook their heads and moved on toward room 115. As they walked through the doors all the dresses were hanging across a rack. Everything was pressed and wrinkle free. Tara had a full length white dress very simple yet elegant. On the table in the room was a very large box. Tara smiled as she approached it, she could smell the sweet scent of roses. On top of the box there was an envelope the name Tara written simply on the front. Tara immediately recognized Willow's handwriting.

Tara walked over to the couch and sat down to read it.

My Darling,

Everything that we have dreamed and planned for today will come to spectacular display in a short time. I have dreamed of you always. You are my everything and you will always be. I will see you very soon and we will be together. I love you.

Your Willow

Tara slipped the note into her pocket, as a tear of happiness slipped down her cheek. "I love you too," Tara whispered quietly knowing the words would find their way to her beloved.

TBC