Hi readers! Sorry it took me so long to update but I finally thought of an ending and I made this chapter longer (I already had it written) hopefully it's not too long… (8 PAGES MICOSOFT WORD) I'm really excited to start the new chapter but I'm going away for 8 days or so and will hopefully come back with an even better chapter and even better ideas! So I will update soon, but not too soon.

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CHAPTER 3: TRUTH

Willow slowly sat up and looked around. "How long have I been out?" she asked. Oz checked his watch, "a little over 4 hours." He said. Willow frowned. There was a resounding gurgle that came from her stomach and a hunger that she had never felt before. Oz almost grinned, but instead gave her a meaningful smile. "Hungry?" he asked knowing the answer. Willow nodded, "extremely." She said frowning. "Can you walk?" Oz asked. Willow nodded. "Wanna go out for food. Hospital food sucks" Oz asked. Willow nodded pulled out her IV and Oz helped her walk out of the room.

Later on… (Willow was catching Oz up on the happenings in Sunnydale, between bites of pancake)

"Spike and Buffy, I'm happy for them… shocked. But happy" Oz said frowning and taking a sip of coffee. He stopped in mid slurp. He looked over at Willow who didn't seem to notice anything and was still eating. She glanced over at him and frowned. "What?" She asked. "Vampires…" Oz said trying to sniff through all the grease. "As in with an S?" Willow asked putting down her fork. Oz nodded. " About 7." He said getting up and pulling out his wallet and leaving a twenty on the table. Willow shoved the last pancake in her mouth and got up too. "Shouldn't we call Buffy?" Willow said instinctively pulling out her phone. Oz shook his head and walked out of the diner. Wolf needs a workout anyways…

They walked in silence for a while as they strode across the dewy grass and through the parking lot. Oz stopped and looked at Willow who was glancing around trying to figure out where they were going. Oz almost laughed… still the same Will… the one that broke my heart…

They stopped at the edge of the forest. "I gotta change." Oz said walking towards the forest. Willow frowned and looked at the backpack Oz had given to her when they exited the hospital. "So these are your clothes?" she asked. Oz frowned entered the forest and bent behind some bushes. He then stripped off his clothes and tossed them to Willow, who still hadn't caught on to what he was doing.

In 2 minutes he was the wolf. He walked out from behind the bush and stretched his newly shapen body. Willow gasped but said nothing. Oz went over to her for a second and rubbed against her leg, letting her know it was ok. I know it's not Willow I'm mad at; she just started the chain of events. Why am I so mad at her? He thought to himself.Then he took off to go find some sport, or, in his case, vampires.

Upon finding them; he bestowed upon them the kind of hellish fun that came with a six year old finding his older brother's fireworks. He was right, there were seven in all and they all disappeared in a little under seven minutes.

Willow watched this brutal display of instinct and power with a mixture of disgust and pure interest on her face. It was Oz, but there was also the ripping off of limbs part. When the Oz wolf finished dusting the last vamp; then trotted back to Willow and growled very low before going back into the bushes and changing back. Willow tossed him his clothes and Oz came out of the bushes fully dressed and putting on his studded bracelets.

His anger dissipated as he saw her face, it was never her. She looked almost in awe. Amazed at his accomplishment. If he hadn't left he would have never found out how to control she would never hurt him that bad...

Willow watched as he walked over to her like nothing had happened, as calm as ever. And shoved his hands in his pockets. "I was just think' in we should probably get back to Buffy's… seeing as we never really signed you out of the hospital." He said. Willow frowned. 'How could he be thinking when he was…like that?' Willow thought. It was hard to believe that she had been in the hospital just an hour ago.

She then nodded and they started heading toward the Summer's house. As they approached the house, Spike, Buffy and Xander were all standing outside arguing.

"I thought you said 'I got the keys!'" Buffy yelled at Spike. "No, I asked, got the keys?" Spike said shaking his head. Buffy looked like she was about to slap Spike, when she realized Xander was standing there… "You have the keys right?" she asked hopefully. Xander shook his head. "No, but by all means, slap away, it would be an honor to watch you beat the crap out of fang boy." Xander said bouncing on the balls of his feet.

Oz and Willow approached and the bickering stopped. "Willow! Ah, alls alright in the land of Will again?" Xander asked stepping up and giving Willow a large hug. Buffy came next, whispering some words of anger but not bothering to do much more. To Oz's surprise; Spike gave Willow a hug also. "Good to see ya conscious again Red…" he said softly before letting her go.

Oz wanted to hug Willow too. I mean he really wanted to hug her. He forced himself to stay put, she didn't want him anymore… she liked girls; I'm lacking the boobs.

"Do any of you happen to have the keys?" Xander asked hopefully. Both red heads shook their heads. It was quiet for a moment and buffy said. "I really don't want to break in…" Xander frowned and looked at Oz in an attempt to lighten the situation. "Well, Oz, could huff and puff and BLOW the house in!" he exclaimed. Buffy brightened. "Yeah… little pigs little pigs…" she said grinning. Everyone but Oz laughed. Oz stayed stoic, though there was a twinkle of laughter in his calm eyes.

To everyone's surprise Oz stepped up to the house and played with the lock for a second using something that had been in his pocket. There was the click of the door opening after a few seconds and Oz swung open the door. Everyone walked inside. Oz shut the door and asked quietly. "Got any bacon?" Everyone howled with laughter. (Well except Oz, who broke out in a small smile.

Just then Giles knocked on the door, but unlocked it before anyone could get up. Dawn followed, they both looked winded. "Willow's missing from the hospital!" he exclaimed. He glanced at the group. "Well! We have to…" he started, stopping when he hit Willows gaze. "present!" she said smiling. "good lord! Next time try signing out hmm?" he said frowning. He shook his head and walked over to Willow. He gave her a quick hug and stepped back.

Dawn walked in and sat down next to Spike. Giles took off his glasses and wiped them; then sat down and joined the rest.

There was a loud crash and someone came through the front window. Oz smelt wolf…

As everyone UN stunned the guy got up and wheeled around to face Oz. "Jay…" Oz said standing… his eyes were on fire. "Oz…" the guy countered. The circled each other like predators, never loosing eye contact.

Oz let out an extremely low growl that sounded like it came from the pit of his stomach. It made the hair on the back of everyone's neck stand up. Get away from my pack…

The other guy let out an equally low growl… you shouldn't be here… you know it…

Oz snorted. I don't have to listen to you anymore…

"Murderer" Jay said walking past him. He had won. Oz walked out of the house got into his van and drove away. In the distance he could hear the sounds of yelling voices.

OZ POV

Oz just drove, he wasn't sure where and he really didn't care. Soon they would know… everything. Oz hit his fist on the driving wheel. What would he tell them? Would they even talk to him again? He finally pulled up into a parking lot.

He was at the Bronze. He was in Sunnydale; where else was he expected to go? He got out of the van and slammed the door behind him.

He walked into the crowded club and found a table. He didn't bother glancing up at the stage… too many memories…

I found another way

To let my voice be heard

Found a way to get away

She left and it hurts like hell

But I found another way…

Cut myself and watch me bleed

Oz looked up. He recognized this song. He had written it. The guitar was horrible though. Oz glanced at the band playing and his heart lightened slightly. It was the Dingoes! To his surprise Devon was playing guitar… badly. Very badly.

Oz let the set finish before going back stage…

Willow POV:

MURDERER? Oz? her Oz? well, he wasn't hers anymore… Buffy was yelling. "where the HELL do you get off breaking through my window and calling my FRIEND a murderer?" she cried she got off from the couch and was about to hit him, but stopped at the calm look on his face. He slowly raised his hand and put it down for Buffy to shake. "I'm Jay." He said calmly. Buffy was caught off guard. His striking blue eyes and dark curly hair made her feel under dressed.

Willow cleared her throat and Buffy snapped out of her trance. "who are you?" she asked more forcefully. she crossed her arms and rejected the hand shake. Jay raised his eyebrows and said. "a fellow do-gooder like yourself." He answered earnestly. He swept into a bow.

"do you also happen to be a liar?" Buffy asked an eyebrow cocking, she so couldn't see calm Oz as a murderer. Jay looked taken aback. Giles stood. "maybe we should listen to what this… um… Jay has to say." He said frowning at the new visitor. If he was being truthful they could all be in danger he thought. Jay looked relieved.

His eyes flickered on Willow. "you're her? the one that broke his heart…" this wasn't a question it was a comment. Willow got mad. "how dare you?" she asked angrily. Jay raised his eyebrows, waiting for more… he didn't have to wait long.

"how dare you call Oz a murderer? How dare you treat me like I'm not here!" She cried. Anger pulsed through ever vein in her body. "you're a werewolf now hon… he can't see you again, he's been banished on a count of murder." Jay said calmly. Willow paled and slightly taken a back she sat.

" Spill, so I can spill you." Buffy said sitting down. "you want the whole story? That might take all night." Jay said sitting next to Willow and wrapping his arms around her shoulders. She lit his hands on fire. "Don't touch me!" she snarled. "well you better start flapping, wolf boy." Xander said sitting back. "I gotta work tomorrow" he added.

"When I met Oz the second time, he was a mess. After he left Sunnydale, he went back to the whole meditation thing and found he couldn't do it anymore. He didn't care anymore. I found him you know, in a shit hole of an apartment. Sitting in a corner with a knife mutilating both his wrists. He had done this many times before, the scars go deep. Later on he told me that each night he bled himself to death and in the morning would re-generate again. He had also tried other suicide methods but was always to high or drunk to kill himself properly."

Jay stopped and looked around. Many of the faces he saw were pale and Willow was staring at him with a look of pure disbelief. "he would never…"she started but her voice trailed off. "I didn't see any scars" she said trying again. "he wears the bracelets over them." Jay said answering the question.

"We had been friends before, in the monastery. I didn't believe it either. I didn't believe anyone could fall that far. Well anyone like Oz at least…" Jay's voice trailed off.

"he got better… of course. I took him to my house and he got through… he was better for it. He started dating again, sure it didn't go that well… well until he met Sasha. Then he was the Oz I had known and more. His sadness seemed to melt away and he started writing songs that weren't about death or sadness and started writing songs I couldn't believe could have come from him. They were engaged you know…" Jay's voice sounded strangled and he stopped again as if struggling to tell everyone what happened next.

"then they were captured. By a werewolf hunter. A damn good one if I may say. His name was blade. He had been hunting them for a while and I kept telling them to keep moving and never stay in a place more then one day. Neither of them were the kind of people to run. Especially Sasha, she had been a werewolf since birth. She and the wolf shared a body with perfect harmony and sometimes she found it hard to control her natural instincts. The day Oz proposed they came back to the hotel they had been staying at and were captured. Don't get me wrong they put up a tough fight, even with the silver dust they had infected the air with each of them took out about 20 of their captors before passing out."

Jay stopped again and looked around, Willow looked pale and almost to the point of passing out. Everyone else looked intrigued except Spike who looked bored. Buffy seemed to notice Willow as well. "are you sure you don't wanna go to bed Will… you look like hell" Buffy said. Willow looked up and shook her head. "I want to know what happened." She said quietly. She nodded and Jay continued.

"We managed to get Oz out but it was too dangerous to go back for Sasha. Needless to say Oz hated this plan. He got pretty dark and the elders had forbidden him to even hear the rescue plans for Sasha. One night he just snuck out and got back to the compound. Of course the ones guarding them were human, which was a good choice. The first rule in the code of the werewolf is never to kill a human. Well, at least that's the rule in the civilized world of the werewolf. He killed them all. Everyone one of them was found brutally mauled. He got into the cell Sasha was being kept and got her out. Then he went back and killed Blade.

Sasha wasn't in good shape, she had been tortured… by the time he got her home she was barely breathing. She died later on. Oz was banished and I haven't seen him since." Jay noted the looks he was getting, astonishment, and anger. "I'm not saying I didn't care about Sash' but you should have seen the corpuses" jay said backing away. He glanced around again. "where's Willow?" he asked. Everyone looked around. Spike raised his eyebrows. "you just told her, her ex is a mass murderer, now she's just gonna sit her and let it slip?" he asked.

OZ POV

Devon greeted me with open arms and shots all around. Which was good. The alcohol helped take the edge off. More and more shots kept coming. Vodka, Zambuka, Jell-O, more vodka, sakhi, more vodka and some other stuff I didn't even bother looking at, before it went down the hatch.

Soon I was up on stage with my former band, yeah, Devon had this whole. "Dingoes unite!" epiphany. I stood there holding a guitar that wasn't mine and waited for everyone to pick a song. I started and the band followed. They were never good at making decisions. It was like old times, except I was drunk and uncomfortable, though I was starting to forget why.

Then it came. The sensation of falling off a cliff. My moment of glory up on the comforting stage….Had I drank too much? No, never too much. Vertigo was familiar, dragging me toward the edge. I couldn't help but think… I've stumbled into the wrong building. I've stumbled into the wrong town. I've stumbled into the wrong world; again. My moment always comes, upon a second, upon a beat and I let the light lead me down the path of spilling it all out, even though no one really knows what the hell I'm saying with my fingers. They will never know and neither will she. When I touch the strings of my guitar, I touch those wounds I have created and I cleanse them, dry them; I bleed them as an early doctor might have. An early doctor might have called me mad. He might have been right to say so. My fingers create intricate patterns over the strings spilling out what I would never have the guts to say. Then I smell her. Her scents like an old friend come to say hello. She was here watching. The vertigo gave way to a sinking feeling and I was pulled back to earth. Back into reality. She knew about me. Jay; the bastard he is, would have told them everything. But he didn't understand, no one did. He finished his solo played the rest of the song and snuck out of the club before Devon or anyone else would notice.

Oz stepped out into the night. The cool air was comforting, he took a few deep breaths and made his way to his van. He had to leave. Again. Did it matter anymore? They all knew. He reached the van got in and slammed the door. what a mess. I should just go home. But home is nowhere…

He was pulled out of his thoughts by the sliding door opening and closing. Then the passenger's door opened and Willow got in.

This is getting way too familiar… Oz thought as he stared at her. Willows jaw was locked. "Drive." She said turning to him. "You might wanna get out first" Oz said frowning. "Just drive." Willow commanded. Oz turned around and looked at the back seat, there between the messes was a duffel bag. "Where to?" Oz asked suddenly feeling even more uncomfortable. "Just out of here." Willow said again. Oz hesitated. She was coming with him, but she knew… "Drive." Willow commanded more fiercelyOz started the ignition and drove.

I forgive you…

A.N.

Ooooooooooh another cliff hanger? How could I? I hope you liked this chapter if you are reading this you must review if you are blessed with skin! So there HAHA! YOU GOT SKIN! TELL ME BY REVIEWING! SO THERE!I want it to be noted that this chap is just an over view to the accounts Oz will share with Willow in the next chapter. I need this chap to explain some things but nothing in detail yet. I know the way Jay describes Oz in this chap, isn't the way I would have put it but I promise you guys a first hand account from Oz in the next chapter. That and you get to find out Oz's big secret… review now, the link on the bottom left hand corner! Go now or else!