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Chapter 15
"Need any help with anything else?" Tara questions as Joyce places the pork chops in the oven to cook.
"Don't think so. You already prepared the salad, the pork chops are baking, and I'm boiling the noodles for macaroni and cheese." Joyce frowns. "You know, rolls would be good with dinner."
"We can run to the store and pick up some." Buffy offers quietly.
"Hmm." Joyce opens the refrigerator, pulling out the Crescent Rolls. "How about stopping tomorrow and picking up some more of these. I bought them for Thanksgiving Dinner."
"We can do that. I need to pick up the ingredients for the casserole." Tara smiles softly at Joyce.
"What are all the ingredients?" Joyce smiles as she places the rolls back in the refrigerator until it's time to bake them.
"Canned Yams, brown sugar, butter, corn flakes and pecans." Tara smirks. "And more butter."
"I have butter, pecans and brown sugar here." Joyce offers before checking her brown sugar and pecans. "I have half a bag of pecans and brown sugar each, is that enough? I also have two full sticks of butter left."
Tara shakes her head. "I'll have to buy more butter. It actually calls for a LOT of butter. I'd prefer to not run you out." Tara smiles apologetically at Joyce. "The pecans and brown sugar will be fine."
"Then just buy what you need, are you sure I can't pay for the ingredients?" Joyce offers again.
"No, I'll get them." Tara smiles softly. "Do you mind if I set my easel and paints up in either your garage or basement this weekend? My Art teacher is wanting me to paint a portrait of his wife."
"Of course you can, dear. The garage will probably be better. We can lift the garage door, the sun shines in beautifully there, for half of the day." Joyce winks at Tara before looking at her unusually quiet daughter. Tilting her head as Buffy just follows Tara with her eyes, sitting quietly.
"I can shift the items from in front of the door, so you have a clear space to work. Do we need to use a drop cloth?" Buffy glances briefly at her mother.
"Doesn't matter, it won't hurt the concrete floor." Joyce sits down across from Buffy, watching Tara sit down beside her.
"I'll get the door." Buffy quickly stands, making Tara and Joyce exchange confused looks. Watching Buffy walk towards the living room, they both hear the knock.
"Okay, was there a knock previously?" Joyce questions frowning.
"No. I think she heard whoever it is, walking up the steps." Tara admits as she thinks about it. "Remember, her senses are a lot stronger now."
"That's right." Joyce nods as she listens to the voices coming from the living room. Grinning she winks at Tara. "Seems Xander decided to come visit. I'm going to need to fix something more than just the pork chops. He can eat as much as Buffy."
Tara's eyes widen in surprise, and trepidation.
AAAAAAAAAAA
"Hey, Xander!" Buffy opens the door, pulling her best friend in, hugging him tightly.
"Wow. A hello before you even know it's me, and a hug. I must have been a good boy this week." Xander grins goofily hugging Buffy back.
"I don't know about that, but I was going to come by your place tomorrow night, to make sure you're still coming for Thanksgiving Dinner, plus to tell you some very important news." Buffy grins at Xander, as she finally releases him from the tight hug.
"Food's involved. Of course I'll be here. Important news? Good or bad?" Xander looks worriedly at the slayer.
"Good. Very, very, very good." Buffy smirks at Xander. "But you might want to sit down, this is going to come as a shock."
Xander raises an eyebrow in question, before quickly walking to the chair and sitting down. "I don't necessarily like the idea of being shocked here, Buff." Tilting his head, he notices how her eyes are sparkling happily, and is there just the slightest hint of orange in her eyes? He wonders to himself, shaking his head at the possibility. "Okay, hit me Buffinator. But, not literally." He mumbles quickly holding his hands up in a defensive gesture.
"I'm not going to hit you." Buffy grumbles quietly before sitting down on the end of the couch closest to him. Taking a deep breath she looks Xander in the eye. "I want to tell you I met someone last week that has turned my life completely upside down." Watching as Xander's eyes open wide in surprise, Buffy smirks. "And to let you know, I am completely and totally in love."
"Wow, I mean wowsa! But just a week, Buff? Isn't this kind of quick for you?" Xander looks at the slayer, stunned. "It isn't Dead boy, is it? He hasn't come back from LA to totally screw up your life, again?"
"No, Xander. It isn't Angel." Buffy sighs out, irritated. "It isn't a vampire. And like I said, I just met her last week."
Xander listens, and then picks up on the one tell tale word. "Her?" He squeaks, his eyes widening perceptibly, mouth opening and shutting, not able to say anything else.
"Yes, her." Buffy plops back into the couch. "A very loving, kind woman, that loves me, despite all my faults." Buffy grins thinking about Tara.
"Maybe it's because of your faults that I love you, have you thought of that?" Tara questions softly from the entry way to the dining room. Smiling at Buffy, before blushing, and looking down, as Xander turns his gaze on her.
Xander blinks repeatedly at the sight of the beautiful blonde. "Shedoinkle!" Xander mutters.
Buffy hops up walking over to Tara, hugging her tightly before taking her hand and bringing her to the couch. As the two women sit down, Buffy rolls her eyes at the glazed look coming over Xander's face, while Tara giggles. "Xander, please." Buffy growls quietly.
Xander shakes his head, getting the very naughty thoughts to hide back in the recesses of his brain, until he's by himself. Glancing from Buffy to her friend, he swallows watching as Buffy wraps her arm around Tara, hugging her to her side.
"Tara, I would like you to meet one of my best friends since Sophomore year, Xander." Buffy smiles at the blush covering Tara's face, knowing how far down it reaches. Licking her lips unconsciously, she growls quietly. "Umm, Xander. This is Tara Maclay, my girlfriend."
Tara glances up into the unfocused gaze of Xander. "It's n-nice to m-meet you, Xander." She stutters quietly, looking back down so her hair covers her blushing countenance.
"What have I told you about that, love?" Buffy quickly reaches up and tucks Tara's hair behind her ear. Placing her finger under her chin, she urges her face up. "You're beautiful, brilliant and absolutely wonderful. I don't like you hiding." Stroking her thumb over the blushing cheek, Buffy smiles softly. "Okay?"
Tara smiles and nods her head. "Okay." Leaning in, she brushes her lips over Buffy's before pulling back. "It'll be hard to stop. I've been doing it for so many years."
"I know. But I'm going to do my best to break you of that horrible, horrible habit. I like looking at your beautiful blue eyes." Buffy admits quietly, smiling lovingly at Tara.
Xander whimpers and closes his eyes, knowing he's probably going to get hit for the thoughts running through his head. "You're doing this to torment me, aren't you?" He mumbles running shaking hands through his hair. "And since when do you like girls, Buff? I mean it's all good, but the last time I checked, you liked the testosterone." Xander opens his eyes looking from Buffy to Tara. "Oh, it's nice to meet you, too, Tara." Xander smiles self-consciously at the woman before reaching out a hand.
Tara smiles crookedly at Xander while easing her hand into his.
"Okay, warmth is good. Definitely not a vampire." Xander grins a little more easily, as he watches her smile at him. "You're not an Incan Mummy, Vengeance Demon, Bitca or Preying Mantis Lady, are you?" Xander questions her inquisitively.
Tara looks confusedly from Xander to Buffy. Seeing Buffy's eyes roll, she giggles. "No, just a plain ordinary witch."
Xander's eyes get wide and he whimpers quietly. "No love spells, no love spells, no love spells."
Buffy reaches over smacking him gently. "Xander, behave." Turning to Tara she winks. "He got Amy Madison, a girl we went to school with, to do a love spell for him. Needless to say, it backfired, and all the women wanted him. Even Drusilla." Buffy smirks at Xander.
"Drusilla? The crazy vampire with …" Tara thinks for a moment. "…Spike, right?"
"That's the one." Buffy notices the sad light in Tara's eyes, realizing she remembers she was also the one that killed Kendra.
"Wait a minute, all the women?" Tara raises an eyebrow at Buffy. When the slayer blushes a dark red and lowers her eyes, Tara elbows her. "This another one of those stories, you're going to have to explain to me?"
"Yes." Buffy whimpers quietly. "I was a bad, bad woman. But I was under a spell, honest! And nothing ended up happening, surprisingly enough, because of Xander." Buffy looks at the blushing Xander. She narrows her eyes on her best friend. "Get those thoughts out of your head, Xander, or I'm going to kick your ass."
"Yes, ma'am." He looks around the living room.
"Yes, and you weren't the only one under a spell." Joyce states crossly as she walks into the living room. Shaking her finger at Xander, Joyce continues. "I was embarrassed for the longest time after that!"
Tara's eyes open wide. "You, too?" At Joyce's nod and smirk, Tara laughs quietly. Eyeing Xander, she chuckles. "I bet you enjoyed the hell out of that, didn't you?"
"At first. But it went to hell, very quickly. The main highlight was Drusilla thumping Dead Boy for me." Xander admits, smirking at the remembrance.
"Okay, who's Dead Boy?" Tara questions confused.
"Angel." Buffy answers quietly. "Xander has issues with him. Of course Hyena Boy, has nothing to complain about!"
"Ah, Buffy. This just isn't fair, bringing up all the stuff I did in high school." Xander mutters blushing.
Joyce laughs, while Tara giggles quietly. "You obviously left a lot of stuff out, Buffy."
"Yeah, yeah. I told you, I only hit on the highlights." Buffy admits.
"I think you only hit on the bad stuff, sweetie." Tara reaches up and runs a hand down Buffy's cheek. "Some of these things sound decidedly more the opposite."
"Are you staying for dinner, Xander? We're having pork chops, salad, macaroni and cheese along with crescent rolls. I also threw in some chicken breasts when I heard your voice." Joyce smiles at the young man.
"You know I will never, ever turn down dinner, Mrs. S." Xander grins goofily at Joyce. "Especially, not with three beautiful women."
"You don't need to suck up, dear. You're already invited to dinner." Joyce grins.
"Doesn't hurt." He looks from Joyce, sitting on the other side of Tara, to Tara and back. "So… How are you with the new revelation?" He questions softly.
"What revelation?" Joyce blinks at him seriously, before looking over to Tara and Buffy, who has her arm wrapped around the witch, rubbing her face against her shoulder, while Tara's playing her fingers over her daughter's knee. Catching the women's eyes, she winks.
"These two." Xander waves his hand towards his best friend and her girlfriend.
"What, Buffy and Tara?" Joyce tilts her head, looking at the young man as he nods. "That's old news. They've been hot and heavy, all over each other for a while now." Joyce smirks.
Tara giggles quietly. "She even helped out with 'Operation Horny Slayer' and everything." Tara gets a dig in.
"Hey! I resemble that remark." Buffy grumbles, pouting. "And it just isn't right, that you two got together behind my back, for Tara to take advantage of me."
Xander turns different shades of red, as many x-rated fantasies start playing behind his eyes. "Wait a minute! You just met her a week ago, stop picking on me!" Xander grumbles brushing a hand across his face.
Tara blushes and laughs quietly. "Sorry, Xander. We are picking on you, but to be honest…" Tara hesitates looking at Buffy.
"Everything they said, was true." Buffy grumbles quietly. "Me Slayer. Me found Mate. Me want Mate." Buffy grunts against Tara's neck. "ME GOT MATE!" She crows loudly before laughing as Tara pinches her.
"Behave, or I'm going back to my dorm room by myself." Tara scolds before laughing quietly.
"You wouldn't be mean to my baby girl, would you?" Joyce questions smirking at Tara. "After everything that happened this past weekend, not counting last night?"
"There's just something wrong here. I know there is. This isn't one of those hidden camera deals, is it?" Xander questions looking around the room.
"No, it isn't." Tara admits quietly. "Explain it to him, sweetie. He's going to think we're not serious."
Buffy sighs quietly. "But, it's fun picking on Xander." Seeing the serious look in her loves eyes, she nods. Leaning in she kisses her briefly. "Okay, it's kind of like this. I met Tara last Monday, saved her from four vampires, even though I'm not so sure I actually saved her now. She's got some kick ass Wicca thing going on. Anyway, she ran off before I got a name, or knew who she was. The next day in one of my classes, guess who I should see? Tara. We've been in the same class all year long and never realized it."
"Don't forget, I've been going to the Magic Box for the last year, also." Tara interrupts quietly.
"Yeah, there's that, also." Buffy nods her head smiling. "Anyway, I took her to lunch, and her blue eyes captured my heart."
"I can attest to that. The whole time she was helping me unpack the shipment I got in, she was off in her own little world. When I finally got her to admit it, she said she'd been thinking about Tara's blue eyes." Joyce smiles softly at Tara as she blushes.
"I went to the Magic Box to train and guess who was there? My Tara. I invited her to dinner and it kind of went from there. Before we knew it, we were doing major kissage by Friday night. Anyway, long story short. My slayer half found her mate, and wanted her. I agreed, and now I'm whole, not just Buffy, or the slayer. I'm Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Tara brought us together into one whole being."
Xander tilts his head, replaying everything Buffy said through his brain. "But, I always thought you were the slayer, what do you mean, the two parts of you?"
"I kept that part of me separate, Xander. Almost like another person. All slayers do it. We access the strength and other powers she has, but we never fully integrate ourselves with her. Because I, and my slayer half, fell in love with Tara, it caused us to become whole. Kind of made me accept that portion of me. Tara made me realize it was what I needed." Buffy shrugs. "Don't know how else to explain it." Buffy smirks and hops off the couch, to kneel beside Xander's chair. Grasping one of the legs with her hand, she lifts him up quickly and easily. Setting the scared man back down, she smirks.
"By the way, once I accepted that part of me, I became even stronger." Buffy sits back down beside Tara, pulling her in close.
"Uh, well, uh. Damn!" Xander whispers. Looking at Buffy in shock. "So you're like Buffy, but on major steroids."
"Major." Buffy nods.
"Damn. I don't see you for roughly two weeks, and everything changes. Have you talked to Willow, yet?" Xander's eyes sparkle with mischief.
"No." Buffy shakes her head. "I'm waiting for her to come home for Christmas. I figured telling her in a letter, or on the phone, just isn't the thing to do." Shaking her finger at the man, she growls quietly. "And don't even think about telling her! I'll pinch you black and blue."
Tara chuckles quietly, looking from Buffy to Xander. "Are they always like this?" Tara questions Joyce.
"Sometimes worse." Joyce admits. "I guess I better check on the food."
"Want some help?" Tara offers as Joyce stands.
"I have it. Thank you." Joyce grins as she ruffles Xander's hair as she walks by the chair.
"Ooh, Ooh. G-man. Have you told him, yet?" Xander questions excitedly.
"Get a grip, Xan. He knows." Buffy smirks as the sad look crosses his face. "Sorry, pretty much everyone knows. And you aren't allowed to say anything to Willow."
"That's not fair." Xander whines quietly.
Tara sighs as the two friends banter back and forth. "I'm going to go get my books together, to be ready for when we leave, okay?" Tara questions softly looking at Buffy.
"Sorry." Buffy looks chagrined at Tara. "I need to get some clothes together, to leave at your dorm room."
"Well, right now, you only need to bring one change of clothes, sweetie. Remember, I'm coming here to stay for Thanksgiving break." Tara reminds Buffy.
"I know. But, it gives me an excuse to go upstairs with you and get smoochies. I thought I behaved myself quite well while you were studying, and deserve a treat." Buffy wiggles her eyebrows at the witch.
"I'll help you get your stuff together." Xander eagerly offers.
"You just want to watch us making out." Buffy grumbles, looking at Xander with narrowed eyes.
"Well, duh!" Xander looks at her in surprise. "I'm not as stupid as I look, Buffy."
Tara giggles quietly at the young man, biting her lip. As Buffy turns her gaze to her, Tara shrugs her shoulders. "He's being honest, sweetie."
"Great. Next you're going to tell me, you don't mind making out to his utter enjoyment." Buffy growls quietly.
"I won't go that far." Tara admits smiling briefly. "Personally, I like making out for my utter enjoyment." Tara smirks at Buffy, before blushing looking down.
"Oooh! I got a live one." Buffy hoots quietly. "But, you're not going to help us. Sorry, Xander."
"Damn!" Xander mutters dejectedly. "I guess I'll keep your mom company in the kitchen, while you guys go have fun."
Tara giggles watching the young man walk towards the kitchen. Grasping Buffy's hand, she pulls her gently towards the stairs, quickly trotting up them, with Buffy laughing quietly behind her.
As soon as they hit Buffy's room, Tara wraps her arms around Buffy's waist and presses her lips firmly against Buffy's. Groaning as Buffy's tongue runs tantalizingly between her lips, urging her to allow her entrance. Quickly opening her lips, she tangles her tongue with the slayer's, groaning as the slayer's hands work their way through her hair, gently massaging her scalp. Digging her fingers into the slayer's waist, Tara urges her body in closer, grunting in pleasure as Buffy's body makes contact with hers. Sucking gently on Buffy's tongue for long moments, she finally releases it, to tilt her head against Buffy's. Panting heavily, Tara grins. "Is that a good enough treat, for a slayer that behaved her self?"
Buffy smirks before capturing Tara's bottom lip between her two lips, running her tongue over it repeatedly before releasing it. "For starters."
Tara laughs quietly. "Gather a change of clothes, sweetie." Tara releases the slayer to gather her books.
Buffy watches Tara as she tucks her books in her bag. "You are a surprise, Miss Tara Maclay." Buffy softly states.
Tara glances over to the slayer, who hasn't moved. "What am I a surprise about? And you need to get your stuff together, sweetie."
Buffy smiles. "From the blushing, embarrassed witch to a total vixen, to a calm collected woman. It'll be interesting what you'll be like, once we actually make love." Buffy quirks an eyebrow at the witch, smirking.
Tara blushes and shakes her head. "Behave. Do you need help getting your clothes together? Should we go ahead and grab weapons for you, also?"
"Wouldn't hurt." Buffy nods her head before walking to the closet, pulling out a pair of jeans and a UC Sunnydale sweatshirt to wear tomorrow. Grinning as Tara opens her dresser drawers. Watching the woman blush and bite her lip, at the selection of underwear.
Feeling the slayer's eyes on her, Tara looks up with surprise showing in her blue eyes. "You actually wear these?" Tara questions hoarsely, as she hesitantly holds up a pair of red thong underwear.
"Oh, yeah! Red's kind of my favorite color, also." Buffy grins at the witch. "And I can't wait to see you in some sexy red underwear. I bet it will look absolutely delicious, contrasting against your pale skin."
"Buffy." Tara whimpers quietly, turning a bright red.
"Oh, yeah! That's the color I like, right there." Buffy smirks as she walks over to the witch. "I like how when you blush, it goes all the way down across your chest. That is a major turn on, and I really, truly hope I can make you blush for a long time to come."
"I'm going downstairs." Tara whispers, watching the copperish colored gaze of her lover. "Finish gathering everything."
Buffy pouts as Tara practically runs out of the room. "No fun." Buffy grumbles, before grinning at the panties Tara had dropped back into the drawer. "You're coming with me." Grabbing them along with a matching colored bra, Buffy quickly tucks all her clothes into a small bag, before throwing a couple stakes on top of the bag for patrol that night. Laughing quietly as she grabs Tara's book bag, she quickly brings everything downstairs.