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Tara's giggling didn't dampen the frightening intensity of the moment for Sophie, who buried her face in the blonde's sleeve. Unbeknownst to either one of her parents, the little girl had seen Dark Willow in one of her many telepathic nightmares, and had reasonably decided that this was not a side of her Mommy Willow that she ever wanted to meet in real life. After Tara's giggles subsided, Willow continued the story.

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"There's a stranger in here" said Dark Willow coldly, while Giles shook with fear.

"Mistress, let me explain" Xander began, "This poor old guy got lost in the storm and-" Xander's voice would occasionally have a calming effect on the witch, as they had once been best friends, but he had no such luck today. Dark Willow telekinetically lifted the candlestick and threw him roughly against the wall.

"Well, let me just take this moment to say, I was against this from the start!" said Wesley, crawling out from under the rug, and pointing accusingly at Xander. "It's all his fault, I was trying to stop him! But would he listen to me? Nooo, he just goes right ahead and-" Dark Willow threw a ball of black magic at the clock, who yelped an ducked behind Xander. The witch then rounded on the shaking Giles, scowling.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" She growled viciously.

"Well I w-was lost in t-the w-woods and-"

"You are not welcome here!" she snapped.

"I'm s-sorry" Giles stuttered, not able to tear his gaze away from the witch's piercing black eyes.

"What are you staring at?!"

"N-nothing n-not s-staring.."

"Now I understand" Dark Willow hissed. "You've come to stare at the WITCH, is that it?" Giles made a break for the door, but Dark Willow blocked his way. "IS THAT IT?!"

"I w-was just l-looking for a p-place to stay" Giles whimpered.

"Oh, I'll give you a place to stay!" The witch growled, telekinetically lifting Giles and beginning to carry him out of the room, kicking and screaming.

"No, please! No!"

"Willow, you don't have to do this!" Xander cried, but the witch angrily swept him aside, his words falling on deaf ears. As Giles's screams disappeared into the distance, Xander, Wesley, Buffy, and Dawn let out a defeated sigh. There was nothing they could do.

As the sun rose back in town, Warren and Andrew peeked through the bushes outside Tara's house. Warren was wearing a tuxedo.

"Gee, Tara's gonna get the surprise of her life, huh?" Andrew smirked.

"Yep, this is her lucky day" said Warren, accidentally flicking a branch into Andrew's face as he walked off to address a group of people hidden nearby, prepared for some sort of celebration. "I'd like to thank you all for coming to my wedding, but first I have to go propose to the girl." Everybody laughed, except for April and Amy who were sobbing hysterically. Warren turned to Andrew. "Now, when I give the signal you-"

"Strike up the band!" said Andrew beginning to conduct a band in playing a loud and off-key rendition of "Here Comes The Bride."

"Not now, you dolt!" Yelled Warren, beating Andrew over the head with a trombone.

Inside, Tara was reading her book when she heard a knock at the door. Sighing, she stood to answer it, rolling her eyes when she saw Warren.

"Oh Warren, what a nice, er, surprise" said Tara, as Warren walked in and made himself at home, sitting down and putting his muddy feet up right on top of Tara's book.

"You know Tara, there's not a girl in town who wouldn't kill to be in your shoes. This is the day your dreams come true."

"Really?" Said Tara annoyed, trying to rescue her book. "What would you know about my dreams?"

"Plenty" Warren grinned. "Picture this, a rustic hunting lodge, my latest kill roasting on the fire, and my little wife massaging my feet while the little ones play with the dogs. We'll have six or seven."

"Dogs?"

"No! Strapping boys, like me. And do you know who that little wife will be?"

"Let me think" said Tara sarcastically.

"You Tara! So, what do you think?" said Warren, standing and heading towards Tara as she attempted to make a discreet dash for freedom.

"I'm speechless, I really don't know what to say..."

"Say you'll marry me" said Warren, pinning Tara against the door.

"Um, I'm very sorry Warren, but, uh, well.. I just don't deserve you!" Tara turned the handle and threw the door open, quickly ducking out of the way as Warren tumbled into the mud.

Andrew started up the band, playing until he found himself looking at a very muddy Warren.

"Uh.. how'd it go?" he asked. Warren lifted Andrew by the collar, scowling.

"I will have Tara for my wife, make no mistake about that!" Warren then dropped Andrew in the mud and walked away, planning his next move.