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. Plus a character I made up (Vanessa Lang) to help my story's suspense rate. You'll see how in a few chapters or so...

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

Dawn had come to visit every day after school. She was glad to have Tara back, she was one of her biggest role models. When she had died, her whole world was devastated. Now that she was back, she was no less than absolutely giddy. And Tara was just as happy to see Dawn.

Buffy and Xander also stopped by repeatedly, with Faith at one point, and Anya only twice. Although she didn't know Faith, she was still greatful that she had come. Faith and Xander had started dating a few days after Tara had come back, and she never got a chance to meet her. She seemed okay, although, a little on the defensive and antisocial side.

"Kennedy moved out last night." Buffy said to Willow in the waiting room on one of her visits. "She said that since you and her were pretty much over, she didn't want to impose on Dawnie and I anymore. We tried to tell her that she wasn't imposing, but she wouldn't listen, and she moved in with Vanessa.

"Vanessa Lang?" Willow asked.

"Yup, and I think she's pretty sore about the whole situation. You'd better steer clear of Kennedy for a while."

"Okay, thanks Buff. And you know I never meant for it to b this way, right?" Willow asked.

"Yeah, but that's how it went. No use whining about it now." Buffy said. "I have to go, but you go be with your girl." She gave Willow a big hug, and turned and walked away.

Willow went back to Tara's room, and sat down on the bed, next to Tara. She wasn't usually allowed to do this, but she did whenever to nurses and doctors were away to be closer to Tara. Tara placed a hand on Willow's leg. "Is everything okay? What did Buffy need?"

Willow looked at her and smiled. "It's nothing really... Kennedy just moved out, and she's kind of bitter about everything." Willow felt horrible. She remembered Tara asking about Kennedy, and when she had told her, she saw the hurt on Tara's face. But Willow also knew that Tara understood that everyone thought that they would never see her again, so Willow had to try to move on.

Tara felt bad for Kennedy, but still, she was happy. Now her and Willow could be together again, not having to worry about Kennedy ruining it. "I'm sorry honey." was all Tara could say.

Willow looked away. "It's for the best. I have you back, and she will find someone that truely loves her. She deserves nothing less." Willow leaned in and kissed Tara's cheek. Her skin was so soft... "But you don't need to worry about that, baby. You need to worry about resting up. The doctor said that you could possibly be released tomorrow, if you're still doing better. And I think he said that they destroyed your death certificate. They did it saying that it was a cas of mistaken identity, but when they dug up your grave, to further their study on your remains, there was nothing there. They think that they were grave-robbed."

Tara giggled. "I can't imagine who would do such a thing."

Then Willow's face went white. "Where did you... You didn't... like Buffy... did you?"

Tara placed a comforting hand on Willow's arm. "No, I didn't wake up in my coffin, hon. I woke up on the ground somewhere. I wandered around until I found the motel..." She trailed off. "Oh no! The motel! Jim!! Will, we have to get there. Angelus killed Jim! We have to stop him!"

Willow grabbed Tara by the shoulders. "Calm down Tara." she said. "Talk slow."

Tara looked at Willow with fear in her eyes, and Willow's heart broke. "I was staying at a motel, and I had a neighbor named Jim. The night of the crash, I got home and let Jim into my room for a beer, but it wasn't Jim. It was Angelus. He's evil, that's why I crashed, because he was chasing me." Tara felt stupid for not telling her sooner. But she was enjoying her time with Willow, and she didn't want it to end any sooner than it had to.

Willow looked deeply disturbed. "Damnit. I have to go call Giles and Buffy. I'll be right back." Willow darted out of the room. After she made the calls, and gave the warnings, she came back to a slightly teary Tara. "Baby, what's wrong?" she asked, taking her place on the side of the bed again.

Tara wiped the tears away. There hadn't been many, but they still stung Willow's heart deeply. "Nothing, it's just that I've caused you all so much trouble, and I've only just come back."

Willow laid down next to Tara. If a nurse were to walk in just now, she would surely be kicked out. She wrapped her arms around Tara for the first time in over a year. It felt absolutely heavenly, and she never wanted to let go. "Don't say that Tara, You've been no trouble at all, and everyone is more than happy to have you back. I missed you so much. I love you Tara, and I'm so glad that I have you back in my life."

Willow's words touched Tara's heart and soul, and more tears escaped. Only this time, they were tears of love and happiness. She wrapped her arms around Willow in return, and kissed her lips softly. That had been the first time their lips met since the day Tara died, and Tara needed to feel their warmth again. Once again, she pressed her lips to Willow's again, but a little more forcefully. They lingered for a second or two, until Tara pressed a little harder, begging full access to Willow's mouth.

Willow could feel Tara's tongue begging to enter her mouth, so she obliged and parted her lips. The emotion that shot through Willow's body the moment they deepened their kiss was amazingly raw, and intense. She hadn't realized just how much she missed intimacy with Tara until just now. This kiss was doing things to her that Kennedy could never dream of doing.

As their tongues danced, Willow's hands developed mind of their own and explored Tara's body. Willow trembled with passion. Tara's body was so familiar, yet it had been so long, that it seemed almost like uncharted territory, begging to be discovered. Willow was all too ready to discover it when Tara stopped the kiss. She groaned. "Why'd you stop?"

Tara giggled. Her breathing was heavy. Obviously Willow wasn't the only one aroused by their previous intimate conquest. "Because. We can't do this here. You said it yourself, I might be getting out tomorrow. We'll have all the time in the world to do whatever when I get out."

Willow groaned again, but complied. "Fine. But when you do get out, I'm locking us away in my room for a very long time. We need some Willow and Tara alone time." she said with a wicked grin.

Tara giggled again. "Really? That sounds more than alright to me." She nipped at Willow's bottom lip, and Willow gave her an affectionate squeeze. "But you'd better get up, it's almost time for the nurse to make her rounds, and I don't want you kicked out."

Willow mumbled obsceneties under her breath. "First I can't kiss you, and now I can't even lay near you..."

"It's only for now, my love. Besides, we'll have plenty to do when we're locked away in your room."

The nurse entered the room a few minutes later, saying that there was a call for Willow at the front desk. She answered, and it was Buffy.

"Hey Buff, what's up?"

"Will, I've found Angelus. We have him at the house. He's locked up in the basement." came Buffy's voice out of the reciever.

"How?"

Buffy gave a dry laugh. "It definately wasn't easy. Tell Tara I said thanks, by the way. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have known he was out there. He was chasing another woman when I caught up with him. He tried to pull an Angel, before he attacked me, but whatever. I just wanted to let you know."

"Thanks." Willow said.

"No problem. Just steer clear of the basement when you guys get home."

"Will do. I'll talk to you later, Buff."

"Okay, bye."

"Bye."

Willow hung up the phone and went back to Tara's room. Tara was eating her dinner, and there was another tray sitting on the able next to her bed. Tara looked up at Willow. "Bill brought you some lunch too. He said that seeing you here everyday with me made him feel bad about bringing food for me only." she said, referring to the man that went around the hospital to all the patients with trays of food when it was time to eat.

Willow smiled. "How thoughtful of him." She sat down and began to eat.

"Who was on the phone?"

"Oh yeah, that was Buffy. They caught Angelus, and now they have him locked up until they can get his soul back... Buffy says thanks, by the way."

Tara looked confused. "Thanks for what?"

"Telling them, silly. If it weren't for you, they wouldn't have caught him. They caught him while he was chasing another woman. You saved her life."

Tara flushed red, and smiled shyly.

Sorry about how boing it is. It's all building up, don't worry. It's all relevant. I know this is a Willow/Tara fic, but I'm putting some Angel in it. I won't tell you what, but something big is going to happen to Angel. Just for a little foreshadowing. Don't wanna lose my readers. Love you all, and thanks. --xXGxXxMXx