Disclaimers: I own nothing. Joss Whedon owns everything even slightly related to the Buffy world.
Pairing: Willow/Spike. Little Willow/Tara.
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Spoilers and all that jazz: Takes place after season five. They never brought Buffy back from the dead. Willow and Tara still moved in with Dawn. Giles left for England. Xander and Anya are happily engaged.
Notes: w00t! I'm back. And I have two more chapters written up for it already. The faster you review, the more likely I am to post them at the end of the week, so please read and review.
"What is going on here!" Tara shouted into the shocked silence. The way she said it, it wasn't even a question. It was a demand.
"Tara, baby, I can explain." Willow said as she slowly approached her girlfriend.
"Explain?" Tara angrily asked. "Oh, I would love to hear this. Please explain." Tara darkly said as she crossed her arms over her chest.
Meanwhile, Anya nervously looked between the two witches. She had seen this before- in the woman that she helped when she was a vengeance demon. She could practically feel the pain and anger coming off of Tara in waves. 'She's seeing something that's not there. Or is it?' Anya asked herself. She shook her head. 'No, that's not important. Finding and stopping Hallie from coming here. That's important.' With that final thought, she silently slipped out of the house and into the twilight.
When Anya left, Willow was still nervously looking at Tara, completely unsure of how to explain this to her furious girlfriend. She gulped. Never in the two years she had known Tara had she seen her angry, and frankly it scared the hell out of her.
"Calm down?" Tara yelled as she let the anger take full control of her body. "What are you doing? Are you fucking him?"
Dawn's eyes widened. Tara was scaring her. Of all the people she knew, Tara was the last person that she would expect to get this angry. She didn't know how to say or act. Dawn had never been this terrified in her entire life. She wasn't even this scared when Harmony kidnapped her.
Akward silence filled the room. Not even loud-mouthed Spike had anything to say. He was as shocked as his two girls were. "Spike, can you take Dawn upstairs and help her with that history project?" Willow finally asked.
Spike nodded. "Sure, thing, Red. C'mon Nibblet." He told Dawn as he herded her up to her room.
Once again the room was filled with silence. 'Okay, Willow. Explain.' She silently told herself. 'Calm Tara down. Explain.' "It's not what it looks like." She finally said.
"You're lying." Tara announced. "Whenever someone says that, they're lying."
Willow shook her head. "No, we're helping Dawnie out." She insisted.
"Right." Tara scoffed. "You think that I haven't seen the way that you and Spike look at eachother? I'm not stupid."
The redhead just stared at her lover. "What are you talking about?" She asked bewildered.
Tara just laughed a bitter laugh. "This thing between you and Spike has always been there. You're just acting on it now." She said.
"Acting. That's what we're do, we're acting." Willow anxiously told her.
"Save it." Tara said not wanting to hear another word Willow had to say. "I'll see you later at the Magic Box." She turned on her heel and left the house.
Willow sighed as a tear rolled down her cheek. She sniffled and wiped it away. She had no idea why Tara was acting like this, but it hurt her nonetheless. She was only trying to help Dawn out. With another sigh, she walked up the stairs and paused at the door of Dawn's room, wanting to see what exactly Dawn and Spike were talking about.
"Wait." Dawn said as she chewed on the cap of her pen. "So Dru told the captain to go in the direction of the other half of his troops?" She asked, as she looked down at the notes that were scattered about her bed.
Spike leaned back in his chair for a moment, and thought before nodding. "Yeah."
"When did she learn Chinese?" A curious Dawn asked.
This caused Spike to laugh. "She didn't. That was the beauty of Dru she could say the craziest things in languages she didn't even know and they would still make sense." He said as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it.
"You miss her." Dawn noticed.
"How you figure that?" Spike asked as he took a drag.
"You only smoke in the house when something bothers you. 'cause of that one time that Willow set you on fire to show you what it felt like to be a cigarette." Dawn pointed out before digging under her bed and pulling out an ashtray. She handed it to him and he sighed.
"Yeah, I miss her." He set as he put out the cigarette. "She's my sire. She'll always be a part of me."
"So, what did she do after that?" Dawn asked wanting to change the subject.
"Well, after we left the captain, Dru ran off after this Chinese girl and I followed the Slay-"
"Spike. She doesn't need to know that." Willow said as she came into the room.
Dawn groaned. "You always come in right as he's getting to the good part." She complained.
"Only because Spike knows that he's not supposed to tell you everything that happened when he was 'evil.'" Willow told her. "Besides he's going to be late for that thing he has."
Spike frowned. "Thing I-" He looked up at the clock, and his eyes went wide. "Oh, the thing that I have." He got up. "We'll talk later, Pidge."
"Wait." Dawn said before going into a drawer. "There's something that I want to give you. Both of you. To you know, help you guys pull this off." She pulled out a small box. "When my mom and dad got divorced, they gave these to me and Buffy to tell us that even though they didn't love each other anymore they still loved us. I want you guys to have them." She handed the box to Willow.
Curious, Willow opened the box. Her gasp was loud enough to draw Spike to her side. His eyes widened that the contents of the box. "Bloody hell, Bit. We can't take these." He said before looking back into the box. Inside were two gold wedding bands.
"Yes, you can." Dawn insisted. "If you don't feel like you're married, you'll never be able to tell the world that you guys are 'married'."
The pseudo-couple sighed in unison and reluctantly put on their respective bands. They had no idea how much more trouble this lie would soon cause.
Meanwhile, at the Magic Box, Tara hurriedly flipped through the pages of a book she had found in the restricted section. "The spell is in here, but where?" She asked herself as she scanned down a page. "Yes." She said smiling as she found the spell. "A memory reversal spell. Now chipped Spike will just be a distant erased memory." Smiling wickedly, she hurried down the ladder, book in hand and began looking for her ingredients. When she had what she needed, she ran into the back room and locked the door. "Tonight will be a night no one will forget."
TBC
