Bring Me to Life

Same disclaimers as always

Sixteen

"'Ello thare." The Scoobies turned to face the owner of the new voice. Into the room hobbled a small man creature. His skin was pale and ashen, its texture somewhat like that of a tree, and wrinkled with age. He had a long white beard hanging from his face. His pointed ears stood out against his bald head.

Buffy stared at the creature. "What are you?"

The small man laughed. "Now whare are yer manners lass?

"Ooh! Ooh!" Anya chirped, "You're a Billy-Blind!"

The hunched man scowled. "I am not a Billy-Blind! I am The Billy-Blind." He finished proudly.

Anya frowned. "Sorry."

The Billy-Blind grinned, showing off his yellowed teeth. "It's alright lass." He looked around the room. "Yer two friends are a missing."

Buffy's eyes widened. "Dawn!" She looked around again. "Tara! Dawn!" She looked toward Giles.

"It's okay thare lass. Yer friends are together and fine." He chuckled.

The Slayer glared at him. "You liked that."

Anya piped in. "Oh yes! He did! Billy-Blinds are known for that!"

A laugh burst out. "Oh thare lass!" He said to Anya. "Never let yerself change! Yer a riot!" He let out another burst of laughter. "Take my advice!"

"They're also known for their advice." The demon added, liking being the one with the knowledge. "It's always right. Just not always given at the right time."

Xander rolled his eyes. "It never is." He sadly looked at Anya.

"It werks though lad."

"What do you mean?" Giles eyed the creature suspiciously.

The Billy-Blind grinned. "Who gave Ms. Rosenberg the idea te bring ye' all here?"

"You're responsible?!" Buffy glared at him.

"I didn't bring ye here. I just advised it. Ms. Rosenberg did the rest."

"Then why-" Giles was cut off as The Billy-Blind spoke.

"I'd best be going now. I've got places to be. Besides, Ms. Rosenberg is on 'er way 'ere." He left, carrying a knowing smirk.

Two minuets later, Willow burst into the room.

"Where is she?!" Her green eyes desperately searched around the room. "Have you seen her?! …Them?! Please tell me they're here!"

Xander stared at his friend a moment. "Who, Wills?"
The redhead scowled. "Tara and Dawn. The security cams saw them leaving the building."

"That's what he was talking about!" Buffy exclaimed. "I'm gonna kill Dawn when she gets back."

"Who was talking about?" Willow eyed the Slayer.

Anya hesitantly moved herself closer to Xander. "The Billy-Blind."

"He was here?!" Willow sighed. "Figures." She groaned. "They won't be able to get back in. I'll be back later."

Tara looked around nervously, her gaze every so often stopping to rest on the young man who walked beside them. Dawn had been surprised to see him still alive too.

" So," Dawn began, "How are you still around, Oz?"
Oz grinned. That alone paled the two girls.

"Are you okay Oz?" Dawn took another step toward Tara.

"I'm fine!" He chirped. "We'll be there soon. Boy, you gals are going to get it. Willy's going to be real mad." He was…cheerful.

The three of them were already back inside the MagiiCorp building. Both women had been shocked when, outside, they had run into Oz, who claimed to have been sent by Willow to find them. Without much choice, seeing as the world was now alien, they had followed him. Now he was taking them to Willow.

Oz stopped walking. "Head on in, ladies."

The first thing that happened when they entered was Willow rushed over to them. "Are you guys alright?!" She quickly checked them over for injuries. Finding none, she sighed in relief. "What made the two of you even think about going out there?!"

Tara sighed. "We were tired of you keeping us in here. Dawn and I just needed some time to think."

The redhead scowled. "You could have been hurt!"

Dawn grumbled, "It wasn't that bad out there. I didn't see anything dangerous out there." Willow eyed her but said nothing. "We're fine. But…what's going on with Oz?"

Willow rolled her eyes. "That…wasn't Oz." The two girls stared at her. "He's…a Pooka." She paused. "They're shapeshifters. They can...be anything. Legend has it that if you ever see a pitch black horse with golden eyes, that's a Pooka. Never get on one's back. They're tricksters. They'll toss you off first chance they get."

Dawn looked at Willow with interest. "Has anyone ever ridden them?"

The Sorceress nodded. "Plenty of people. They get thrown off."

Tara looked at Willow with interest. Considering Willow's fear of horses…"Have you ever ridden one?"

"Yeah."

"And?!" Dawn stared eagerly at the redhead.

Willow sighed. "That's enough for now."

Willow sighed, making her way to her living quarters. She just didn't know what to do. How long could she go before she had to tell them the truth. About The Hunt, the Veil, Them and….her.

They would surely hate her when she did.

She froze the second she entered her room. Candles were everywhere, their sweet aroma filling her nose. Soft music played for her Disk Player.

Of course, what really made her jaw drop was the sight of Tara lying on her bed, on silk sheets! Wearing nothing but a VERY thin negligee.

So, she stared.

Tara eyed her seductively. "Are you just going to stand there Baby? Or will you come here?"

Oh Goddess!

Willow felt her legs go weak.

Tara sighed, seeing that, unfortunately, Willow wasn't moving. She slowly got up and went to the redhead. She draped herself over her love's body and slowly began to caress Willow's neck with kisses.

She stared Willow in the eyes. "Come to bed."

That's it! Willow felt her center fill with heat. She quickly pushed Tara back onto the bed and starting kissing her.

It was wonderful as their tongues gleefully fought. Clothes were shed and soon it was leg against leg, breast against breast.

Tara let out a moan as she felt Willow lower herself. She cried out for more as Willow slowly teased her, and then finally cried out as the two of them came.

She rolled over and pinned Willow down. "Now it's your turn."