Six – Fix It All

Willow glared at the Dark Arts books, sourly rubbing the back of her head.

"Hoppy toads?" Tara looked up at the witch with concerned watery eyes.

"Less of the hoppy and more like the bludgeon-y…Book bludgeon-y." replied Willow.

She mustered up a smile. "I'm okay."

"Hoppy!" squealed Tara and gave her a big hug.

Willow swallowed back the pain of being so close to Tara and yet so far.

She gently untangled herself from the embrace and vowed she was going to fix Tara.

Fix Warren.

She turned back to the books that pulsed with terrible power.

Fix it all.

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AN- OMG! It's a SERIOUS MOMENT! O.O; Don't worry though, normal silliness will resume in the next drabble. (Will, just got all resolve-y due to an onslaught of Tara huggles…and a possible concussion.)

Cheers for the FB guys! Lots more to come. :)