Disclaimer: None of the characters in this story belong to me. They belong solely to Joss Whedon. I just borrow them, and toy with them a bit...

Characters: Willow and Tara.

Other: More femmeslash soon to come, not for da little kiddies.

It had been three days before Tara finally roused in the hospital. And Willow had only left her side to go to the bathroom. She slept in a chair next to her bed, usually with her head resting on her arms, right next to Tara's hips. She got her back, she wasn't about to leave her behind. She dreamt of what had happened that night every night.

Willow rounded the vehicle, Buffy, Kennedy, and Dawnie close behind. The hood had smoke coming out of it, and the front end had been smashed all to hell, but she could just feel that it was Tara inside, and that the crash hadn't killed her, just knocked her out. She got to the driver's side door, and tried to open it, but the crash had jammed it shut. Willow tried her hardest, but it wouldn't budge. Not even Buffy's slayer strength, combined with Kennedy's, was enough to pry it open. They had to wait until the authorities arrived with the jaws of life to retrieve her from the wreckage.

When they pulled her out, Willow's heart exploded with so many different emotions. Happinss, sadness, confusion, worry. The list could go on, but Willow didn't have the time, nor the patience to think about it. She was ecstatic that her Tara was back, but she was scared for her Tara's life once more. She rushed over to where the ambulance hands were taking her on a stretcher. "Is she going to be okay?" she asked, looking at the unconcious Tara. She struggled to see if her stomach was rising and falling, but they shoved her aside with mumbled comments of emergency.

As soon as they got her into the ambulance, Willow tried jumping in with them, but they wouldn't allow it. "Family only. She'll be just fine, if you want to see her, you'll have to wait for her at the hospital." Willow wanted to blow him up with her magic, but she didn't. She knew he was just doing his job. She backed away and watched as the ambulance sped off toward the hospital. Kennedy came up behind her to wrap her arms around Willow's waist, but before she could get them around completely, Willow darted into the house.

She collected some things that she would take with her. A few changes of clothes, because she was unsure when Tara would be leaving the hospital, and her resolve to stay with her until she did had been there before she was even sure. She changed into a pair of jeans, and a loose t-shirt, then darted back outside. Buffy was talking to one of the officers, while Kennedy and Dawn stayed on the porch.

"Hey, what's the perrogative?" Willow asked Kennedy, looking at Buffy, and the officer.

"I don't know. She just started talking to him. I think she's just telling him what had happened, and who she was..." Then Kennedy spotted what Willow was holding, and recognized it as her overnight bag. She tried not to let it be, but the hurt was evident on her face. "Are you going to the hospital now? You can't wait until tomorrow?"

Dawn's features brightened slightly. "Can I go!?" she asked.

Willow looked down in shame. Despite how she felt for Tara, she still felt bad about doing this to Kennedy. "No, just wait until tomorrow. You need to sleep. They said she'll be fine, and I don't even know if they'll let me see her tonight." She went back inside and grabbed the keys to her car off of the counter. "I'm sorry Kennedy, but I have to go." she said, coming back out onto the porch.

Buffy walked back up onto the porch. "What's going on?" she asked, looking at the tears that threatened to escape Kennedy's eyes, and Willow's overnight bag, and car keys.

"I'm going to the hospital. Please come with me..." Willow said to Buffy pleadingly. She needed her best friend right now.

"Alright, but wait. I have to get everything sorted out with the police, and I have to get Dawnie back into bed. I'll deal with the house damages, and insurance company tomorrow." Buffy said, grabing Dawn by the arm in a sisterly way.

Dawn yanked it from her. "I want to go with you guys and see Tara!!" she almost yelled.

Willow hugged her. "Just wait until tomorrow. It'll be fine, and I'll be there. Then we can go see Tara together." Dawn wrapped her arms around Willow, and had to stop herself from sobbing madly. Then Buffy put a hand on her shoulder, that made her release Willow form the hug.

"Come on Dawnie. Get some sleep. If she wouldn't mind, you could even sleep with Kennedy, in her room." Buffy said, looking at the other slayer.

"Ofcourse." Kennedy said, placing a comforting arm around Dawn. She lead her inside, and they disappeared up stairs.

Buffy then wrapped up everything else, while Willow waited impatiently in the car. She had to get there now, and see how Tara was. She could barely stand the suspense. She was just about to leave Buffy behind, when she saw the cop cars begin to disperse, and the neighbors retreat back into their homes for the night. Her fingers drummed on the steering wheel as she waited.

Willow and Buffy arrived at the hospital almost a half an hour later. They walked up to the front desk, and it looked as if the police station had already informed them of who Tara was, because the lady at the front desk knew who they were talking about when they asked about Tara Maclay. They had to sit and wait in the waiting room for about another hour before a doctor came out to greet them. Willow chewed her fingernails the entire time, while Buffy rubbed her back, trying to sooth her nerves.

"Ms. Rosenberg? Ms. Summers?" the doctor asked.

Willow stood quickly. "Yes, how is she? Is she okay? Can we see her?"

Buffy stood up next to her, awaiting the doctor's response.

"Calm down, Ms. Maclay is going to be just fine. She was wearing her seatbelt when she crashed, so the damage was minimal. She just has a mild concussion from hitting her head on the steering wheel, and a few cuts and bruises here and there. She won't be waking up for another few days, but you're welcome to stay with her if you'd like." Then he showed to two girls into Tara's hospital room, and that's where Willow has stayed for the past three days.

Tara's eyes fluttered open, and adjusted to the brightness. Where was she, and was she okay? Then her gaze fell to a sleeping redhead at her side. Her heart gave a leap. Finally, her Willow. Too bad she had to go through all of that just to see her. Her head throbbed, and it fell back onto the pillow, rousing Willow.

She looked up sleepily, not yet fully understanding. But when she realized that Tara's eye were open, and alert, she jumped up. "Tara! Honey, are you okay? Do you need a doctor? How' your head?" she asked.

Tara grabbed her hand. "All I need is you right now." she said.

Willow's heart gave a lurch. She raised Tara's hand to her lips, and planted a gentle kiss on her knuckles. Then she bought Tara's hand to cup her cheek, and she closed her eyes. "I missed you so much Tara... You have no idea how hard it's been."

Tara smiled weakly. "I'm back, baby. I don't know how, and I don't know why, but I'm back."

Hey readers. XD I wanted to say that, I just don't really understand why... But I apologize for taking so long to update. Been dealing with a lot of personal shit. So, to apologize properly, I've decided not to stop writing tonight until I have at least three more chapters done for you. Keep reading and reviewing. ENJOY!! --xXGxXxMXx