Sorry I took so long to put it up, but I've been so busy with homework and stuff. This one is a little rushed coz I wanted to get it up, but I hope it's ok.

Chapter 4

Tara woke up the next morning to the sound of voices in the other room. She had slept on the couch, but not much sleeping had been done as she was talking to Willow until early hours of the morning. The blonde sat up and stretched. Her neck felt a little sore, probably from the way she had been sleeping on it, but apart from that she was feeling great. The sound of Willow's voice caught her attention. Willow and Kennedy were both in the kitchen talking.

"Kennedy, baby, you can't stay mad at me forever," Willow looked pleadingly at her girlfriend who was sitting across the kitchen table from her, eating some cereal.

"Who said I'm mad Willow?"

"Well...no one, but you're definatly not not mad at me and mad is the opposite of not mad," Kennedy smiled at Willow's choice of words. There was no way she could stay angry at Willow, she was just too cute, and to show this she leaned across the table to kiss Willow.

It was at this moment Tara decided to walk into the kitchen. This didn't stop Kennedy from kissing Willow, but it did stop Tara in her tracks. She saw them and felt a twang on jealousy, as well as disappointment and sadness. Tara re-gained herself before Willow noticed that she was standing there. "Scott, hi. Did you sleep ok? Are you hungry? We've got breakfast if you want it, which you should, breakfast is the most important meal of the day..."

"Umm...sure, thanks," Tara cut off Willow's ramblings. She saw the look on Kennedy's face, it was daggers. Wanting to avoid eye contact with Kennedy, or any contact for that matter, Tara quickly changed her mind, "Ya know what? I-I really should g-get going,"

"What? Why? Where will you go?" Willow was disappointed, she really didn't want Scott to go, she liked talking to him.

"I-I want to book in-into a hotel, I w-will have t-to look around a b-bit though,"

"I can show you around if you want. I know where a-a few nice hotels are,"

"No, i-it's ok, I wou-wouldn't mind h-having a b-bit of a w-walk around," Willow sighed in defeat. She wasn't going to argue any further, it might seem a bit weird. Especially to Kennedy who was looking at her girlfriend, wondering why she didn't want to let the guy go. Tara then said goodbye to both Willow and Tara and headed down the road. She had no idea where she was going or what she was going to do, she had no money, no nothing.

Willow watched Scott as he left, until she couldn't see him anymore, then she went and plopped herself on the couch. Kennedy sat herself down next to Willow and tried to start a conversation, but Willow just seemed to be off with the fairies. She knew it was Scott she was thinking about, she had seen the red head watching him leave. Kennedy really didn't know what to think about all this. Was Willow falling in love with a guy? She had only just met him, but she spent the whole night talking to him. Kennedy knew the idea was ridiculous, but she decided to ask anyway, sorta. "Got a crush on a guy, huh?"

Not wanting to tell Kennedy what she was really thinking, afraid it would just cause trouble and because she wasn't quite sure of it herself, Willow just simply smiled, "No," She figured her girlfriend's question was just to stir her up, but it really did spark a lot of thought and confusion inside her head. To put it aside in her brain, Willow conculed that she was feeling the way she was because Scott was Tara's brother. Still, she didn't tell Kennedy who Scott really was.

Willow's idea of pushing it aside in her head didn't really work. All day she found herself thinking back to the previous night, when she had been talking to Scott. They didn't talk about anything special, just about what she had been up to lately and small talk. So the conversation wasn't anything special, so the red head didn't understand why her thoughts kept drifting back to that and making her smile. She didn't know what it was, but there was something about Scott that seemed so familiar, so comforting...so...Tara.

TBC