Title: Sneaky Little Witch
Series: Winter Tidings
Author: Jmaria
Rating: PG
Pairing: FfA 1138 Amy Madison/Tabitha Lenox (Passions)
Disclaimer/Note: I don't own either Amy or Tabitha. For the notey part of this disclaimer, this is a prequel to my fic That Hocus Pocus Nonsense. Someone wrote in a review (where I used last names from Passions for characters in Hocus Pocus) that they'd like to see a three way cross. . . well, this is as close as it's gonna get.
Sneaky Little Witch
Amy walked into the little East coast bookshop/cafe with disgust. How unoriginal of a name could you get? The Book Cafe? She sat down at the nearest table and watched all the happy people prance about. It was like being back in Sunnydale with oh-so-happy Willow and her fun little life she had. Amy had been deprived of that kind of life for three years. While Willow was having her fun, Amy was stuck being a rat.
She was so deep in her thoughts that she didn't notice the older British sounding woman until she spoke.
"Excuse me?" Amy asked, not hearing what the woman said.
"You're Amy Madison, aren't you?" The woman bounced a little blonde haired baby girl on her hip. "The first witch of Sunnydale - or you would have been had your mother had a say." She spoke to the little girl. "Imagine having the famous blood traitor in our little town, Endora."
"Traitor?" Amy demanded "Who are you?"
"You relied on paltry 'inner power', your mother relied on her outer strengths. Honestly, child, you had the whole Hellmouth at your disposal. A Hellmouth, Endora! And who did she call on? The oh-so-mighty Hecate!"
"Did you know your whole 'let's announce to the world that witches are real' and talking to a baby who can't understand what you're saying is crazy, lady?" Amy said coolly.
She felt her lips seal up and her throat dry up. The little girl giggled and the woman only smiled.
"That's my little witch. But Endora, undo her lips so the girl can pay attention to what I have to say." The little girl pouted but undid Amy's lips.
"How'd she do that? Who are you?"
"I am Tabitha Lenox, and this is my daughter Endora. We live here in Harmony, and are the local witches. Your powers are great, little one. Don't you want to make them more powerful than that Rosenberg witch?"
"How?" Amy asked cautiously.
"There's a rumor that's been flitting around for a few hundred years that there's a book that holds all of the master's pretty little tricks."
"If this book is so great, why don't you go after it?"
"I'm needed here in Harmony, and I have all the tricks I need, my silly child. I live in a town that is centered by hell, much like your Hellmouth."
"Where is this book?"
"It's in Salem, at the Sanderson Museum." Tabitha's bracelets clattered together as she held out the business card. "A little too goody-two-shoes for myself personally, but you used to be one of them didn't you?" She said slyly.
"I am nothing like her." Amy seethed.
"Then I suggest you secure that book. My numbers on the back, should you need anything."
"Thanks for the tip." Amy pushed herself away from the table. She needed to get as far away from Sunnydale as possible. This book just might be the key.
Tabitha watched as the girl left. She smiled down at the cooing Endora.
"That girl doesn't know the half of what she's getting into. Winnie is going to eat her alive!" Tabitha cackled. "Let's get back to our girls, Endora. That was a lovely bit of magic you showed, little one."