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(7/3/02 11:44 am) Reply
Point of Origin
Title: Point of Origin.
Author: Magrat
Ratings: R for some slight suggestion of violence
Spoilers: Up to end of season 6 but mostly season 4
Notes: Everybody who writes fic seems to want to do it so here is my (probably terrible) attempt to fill in those gaps in Season 4
Point of Origin prologue
A small, pretty, tousled haired girl runs into her house full of excitement “Mom, mom Jessie’s cats had kittens and he…”
Her father stands in the middle of the living room grim faced, replacing the belt into his trousers. Her mother is lying sobbing on the floor black-blue welts already showing on her arms and legs. “Theresa I don’t want do these things but you’ve got to stop practising magic, it’s how the monster shows itself and what sort of example are you setting Tara”
“Mom…”
“Tara get out of here,” said her father.
The little girl ignores him her blue eyes full of pain and upset, just starring at her prostrate mother.
“Don’t disobey me girl,” said her father suddenly looming over her.
“S-sorry S-sir” said the little girl and fled from the house.
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“Mom can he come for dinner please?”
“Willow, I don’t believe this Alistair Harris is your intellectual equal,” said Sheila Rosenberg.
“Oh for goodness sake Sheila she is only five years old…”
“Ira he isn’t Jewish” said Sheila.
“His name is Alexander but he likes to be called Xander,” said Willow patiently.
Her parents carry on talking ignoring her remarks.
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“Freak” said Donny “that’s all you are”
“G-go away Donny” said the gawky teenager.
“G-go away Donny” imitates her brother “Freak, I’m going to tell dad that I saw you with magic stuff and he’ll beat you down for sure”
“D-Donny I wasn’t doing anything,” said Tara.
“Tell that to Dad, freak” said Donny his voice full of venom and hatred.
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“Willow, Amy do you want too have lunch with us” said Harmony.
“You want us to sit with you?” said Willow looking incredulous.
“No, stupid we want the other Willow and Amy. Who else do you think we meant?” said Cordelia. “We’ve a ton of homework to do and seeing as you two don’t have an actual life, we thought, we’d do you a favour and let you sit in the popular zone in exchange for doing our homework.”
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“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust” intoned the minister.
Tara turned away knowing the only comfort in her life had gone. She looks round the graveside and finds no comfort in the face of the male members of her family.
After the funeral she received a small letter from her mother’s lawyer.
“I’m sorry my darling Tara,
I have never been able to protect you from you’re Dad and brother but I have managed to save a little money and with the insurance policy in your name I’m hoping you will be able to go away to college,
Live your life for me.
Your ever loving mother.
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“I can’t let you do that” said Buffy sitting at the espresso pump.
“I told you U.C Sunnydale isn’t that bad a college and I want to fight the good fight with you,” said Willow “Anyway I want to go to Uni with all my friends.”
TBC
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(7/3/02 5:23 pm) Reply
Re: Point of Origin
Title: Point of Origin part 1
Author: Magrat
Spoilers: Season 4 up Something Blue and things from Season 5 ep Family.
Ratings: PG: 13
Point of Origin part 1
Tara watched in amazement at the madness of the first day of term at U.C Sunnydale. She herself had arrived early for induction and had got all the classes she had wanted. She had been ticketed by lots of different groups and had made the decision that she was going to do her best to join some and make friends; not that she really expected anyone would want to be her friend.
She hadn’t been at all surprised to find that she had been given a room on her own. Tara had hoped that she would have a roommate and maybe be able to learn what it was like to live a real life before… She didn’t want to have to think about it. The coming of age had been drummed into her since she was a little girl.
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“Hey Buffy” said Willow her face shinning with excitement. “They have a Wicca group on campus.
“That’s cool Will,” said Buffy. “You gonna join?”
“I’ll go to orientation and see,” said Willow. “It’ll be nice to meet another witch apart from poor little fluffy Amy.”
“Any luck in finding a spell to change her back?” asked the slayer.
“Nope but who knows I might find someone who can come up with some new ideas” said the redhead grinning.
“What’s your roomie like?” asked Buffy.
“A party animal, but I’ll deal, how about you?” asked Willow.
“I don’t know she seems a bit hyper but I’m sure she’ll be alright. Although if she carries on playing Celine Dion I’m may have to slay her.” giggles the slayer.
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Tara pushed her hair back away from her brow surveying the job she had done. She knew technically it was against the rules but now that she had finally escaped and had a room her very own she wanted to decorate it the way she wanted. Black paint, fairy lights and lots of different prints and pictures, it might not be to everyone’s taste but it made her feel centred and safe.
She lay on the bed staring at the leaflets she had been given. The Wicca group sounded interesting, but it was the one for the lesbian group that she kept on looking at over and over again. She knew she was gay, in fact in her life it was the one thing she had no doubts on. She smiled when she thought back to the huge crush she had had on Gillian Anderson, she liked red hair and green eyes, but did she actually have the courage to join? Stupid, stupid she chided herself she had two years left, so why not enjoy it.
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Willow was distracted, as she got ready for the meeting. She couldn’t figure out how to solve the problems between herself and Oz, his mind seemed to be elsewhere at the moment. She’d asked Xander for advice but didn’t feel it had really helped.
She knew Oz was attracted to Veruca and she felt almost powerless to stop his fascination with the singer. She hoped that he would get over his little crush.
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Wow, thought Tara when she got back to her room. She had felt the power as soon as she had entered the room. There had been so many girls there that she couldn’t quite figure out where it had come from. Although she had noticed the cute redhead there but she knew she was straight, she had seen her with her small boyfriend who played in one of the campuses bands’. How come all the girls she felt attracted were all straight?
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“Buffy how do I make it stop?” said Willow sobbing.
The slayer sat on the bed with her best friend but felt powerless to stop the hurt she knew she was feeling. She had been through it herself when Angel had left but she knew that had been the right thing to do; she hadn’t had to face the betrayal that Willow had had to.
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Tara felt disappointed, not only had the power bolt not been at, what was turning out to be a meeting full of trendy girls who thought they were being rebellious by joining a Wicca group, but the cute redhead hadn’t turned up either.
One more week, she decided, one more week she’d go to the meeting and if there was nothing there to keep her interest she would leave.
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“I’m sorry Buffy,” said Willow.
“You made me kiss Spike do you know how disgusting that was?” said the slayer.
“”No” said the contrite redhead. “But I can imagine it wasn’t very pleasant”
“Understatement” said Buffy then taking pity on the upset look on her buddy’s face. “Will, I know you’ve been through a hard time but I think it’s time to get out the room and start doing stuff again. What about the Wicca group?”
“I didn’t think you’d want me anywhere near magic” countered the redhead.
“”I don’t think magic is your problem. Maybe if you could find a new friend or interest it may help take your mind off Oz. I don’t think you should be dwelling on him right know.” said Buffy.
“Okay I’ll give it one more go Buffy but I don’t think it’ll help” shrugged the hacker.
TBC
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(7/5/02 4:53 pm) Reply
Re: Point of Origin
Title: Point of Origin part 2-Sparks Meet
Author: Magrat
Ratings: PG: 13
Spoilers: Season 4 up to Hush and season 5 Family.
Notes: As this part is mostly based around Hush there is no dialogue, not sure if it works.
Point of Origin part 2-Sparks Meet
Tara had decided to sit on the floor during the meeting to try and seem as inconspicuous as possible. The redhead has turned up again as had the power. It was amazing the living vitality of the magic that was streaming off her in waves. Tara hadn’t felt anything like it…well not since her mother died.
She couldn’t keep her eyes off Willow that was what they had called her. Willow, such a pretty name almost as pretty as the girl herself. She mentally shook her head, why try to kid herself, a girl like that wouldn’t be interested in even being friends with a social outcast like her.
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Willow was getting more and more annoyed as the meeting went on. Blessed wanna be’s all of them. She had suggested doing spells, transmogrify etc and they had all just made fun out of her. No, thought Willow they’re had been that one shy girl who had looked like she was going to agree with her but then had been bullied into being quiet.
Willow looked at her huddled on the floor trying to make herself as small as possible. It reminded her of how she had been before Buffy came along. Interesting that she had actually lifted her head and looked interested when she had suggested spells maybe she would look her up later. Tara the other girls had called her.
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The young blonde witch entered her bedroom and laid down on the bed. Willow, she smiled even at the thought of her, how could she manage to meet her again? She had a feeling the redhead wouldn’t be turning up to the Wicca group again.
Why was she thinking this way? She could feel a crush starting. This was madness; she had seen Willow around campus with her pretty blonde buddy and the dark guy who seemed to be always around but as far as Tara could tell wasn’t an actual student here. Someone like that wouldn’t even need her to be her friend never mind want her and as for anything else well that was just impossible, something that wouldn’t ever happen.
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Willow tried to sleep. She felt confused, for once in her life she had no direction. She had thought university was going to be great. When she started at U.C Sunnydale she had had a boyfriend, her studies were going well and she had hoped her witchy abilities would improve but instead here she was no boyfriend, Buffy out doing her in some of their classes and the Wicca group; well she couldn’t even express what she felt about them.
Except for Tara, she remembered just for a second catching the blonde’s eye when she had shook her head and not expressed herself. Those blue eyes seemed so intense, Willow shivered at the thought of them, strange why would she…maybe she was coming down with something, that would explain it.
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Tara walked from room to room watching all the other students seeming so low and depressed because of the their second day of enforced silence and then there had been the murder of the male student who had his heart ripped out.
Magic it had to be magic, what else could it be. She couldn’t imagine what sort of creature could cast something like this and be capable of that kind of violence and in the back of her mind was the horrible dark thought that maybe that was how she would become when the demon took over.
She decided that she would spend the afternoon looking for spells that may help cure it. She may become evil when she was twenty but she would do her best to help people why she still had the chance.
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Willow had been researching all night too no avail. She couldn’t think or find away that would get people their voices back and without voices how could they kill the gentlemen?
Her head was pounding from staring at her computer screen all night and much as she tried to keep herself awake her eyes became heavy and she was soon drifting off to sleep.
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Tara had one last look around her room before she took the chance and left. She knew she didn’t have the power on her own to work these spells and she was hoping she could make Willow understand that she needed her help.
Tara walked quickly across the campus she felt very jittery and she was so busy looking around herself she didn’t notice the step in front of her. As she gathered up her dropped books, she thought her heart was going to burst through her chest when she saw the creepy demons and their minions just behind her.
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Willow woke with a start. She could hear the desperate sound of someone pounding on doors and with a slight feeling of trepidation she opened her door to be knocked over by someone who looked like she was fleeing in terror.
Willow felt a sharp pain in her ankle but she didn’t have to time to really register it because she could see the gentleman behind the girl who had cannoned into her.
She felt gentle hands help pull her up and help support her down the stairs as the two of them fled in desperation from what would be certain death. She glanced side long at the other girl and was surprised to find it was the girl from the Wicca group, Tara.
After what seemed like forever they reached the laundry room, slammed the door and locked it. They tried to push the soda machine so that they could block the door but without any luck.
Willow fell back the pain from her ankle becoming unbearable. She tried to concentrate all her power in one blast to move the machine but she fell back, disappointment and fear gripping her over her inability to budge it one single inch.
Tara watched the redhead intently unable to believe her composure and single-minded attempt at moving the machine, when the blonde felt terrified that the door was going to give way and she just couldn’t focus at all but then everything came into a sharp focus. Willow was using her power but she wasn’t channelling properly.
Tara knelt by the hacker and tentatively touched her fingers.
Willow looked down at the fingers that were gently interlinking with her own. She then looked into blue eyes that were communicating so much to her. Then Tara pushed her palm into Willow’s, they looked at the machine and it slammed hard into the door jam.
Willow couldn’t let go of that hand, that one touch had changed her world, that electric feeling that shot through her when Tara touched her was too unbelievable for words. Who was this person and what secrets could she teach her?
TBC
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(7/8/02 9:31 am) Reply
Re: Point of Origin
Title: Point of Origin part 3
Author: Magrat.
Ratings: PG: 13
Spoilers: Season up to Doomed and season 5 up to Family
Notes: I have included parts from the shooting script of Hush
Point of Origin part 3
“You were there looking for me?” asked Willow
“I thought m-m-maybe we could do a spell…make people talk again. I’d seen you…in the w-w-wicca group. You were different from them. They didn’t seem to know…”
“What they were talking about?” said Willow
Tara smiles at the red head knowing that she was getting it, that maybe she had found a friend. “I think if they saw a w-w-witch they would run away”
“Yeah” said Willow smiling. “So how long have you been practicing?”
“Always” said Tara. “I mean since I was little…My mom used to…she had a lot of power. Like you.”
Willow looked surprised but pleased “Oh, I’m not…I don’t have much in the way of power, really, I mean most of my potions come out…soup. Also spells going awry, friends in danger. I’m definitely nothing special.”
Tara looked Willow in the eye. “No, you are” she said with the deepest sincerity feeling it in every pore of her body. Then she looks away embarrassed, worried that she may have blown it by being so open.
“Well I thought we made a pretty good team…not getting killed at all…with some soda machine, boom! Pretty cool. Seems like you’re kinda powerful.” Said Willow.
Tara still looks embarrassed “I’d like to be. I feel like I’m stuck. Like I’m at the door but it won’t open.”
“I know exactly what you mean,” said Willow and she smiles at the blonde girl who returns it and they look at one another for a moment and something passes between them, a blossoming feeling of connection.
“Uhm do you w-want to practice with me sometime” asked Tara. “I mean only if you r-really w-want to”
Willow reaches forward and touches Tara’s hand to calm the nervous girl “I’d love too, it’d be really cool.”
“Do you know what those things were?” asked Tara changing the subject finding even the slightest touch from Willow almost to intense to bear
“They were called the gentlemen,” said Willow then she clapped her hand over her mouth knowing that she shouldn’t have said it.”
Tara looked at Willow’s reaction curiously “H-how did you know…”
“I shouldn’t really tell you,” said Willow.
“Oh, I’ll go. I’m s-s-sorry if I upset you” said the blonde.
“No, Tara no, it’s just, look I’ve got study group in a second but can I meet you some other time, Please, I promise I will explain, but I can’t not here.” Said Willow desperately hoping that other girl would understand, now that she had found this person she didn’t want to lose her.
“Okay” said Tara and walked with away her shoulders hunched and her arms wrapped around herself.
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Willow went into the library and made a pretence of studying, instead her mind was in turmoil she knew she had just hurt the other girl’s feelings and the guilt was biting into her but she couldn’t tell her about the Scooby’s; could she.
Then again she was a witch and she knew about magic, real magic. Maybe she should tell her; she really wanted too. Was this shy girl the person who she had been waiting for, someone who could teach her about magic and she seemed so sweet, so different from the people she was used too.
Willow was shook out of her revelry by the library floor and walls starting to party by themselves. She dived under the table so that she could ride out the tremor.
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Tara went to her room, she wasn’t sure what to think or feel about her latest encounter with Willow. Was she fooling herself or was there a real connection between the two of them. It had felt real and she just hoped that she hadn’t driven the red head away with the openness of her feelings towards her.
She wondered if Willow knew this place was a hellmouth? If that was the thing that was making her so nervous then maybe she should just come out and tell her that she already knew. She hadn’t known until she had arrived in Sunnydale but it had soon become apparent to the young witch that there was something wrong here. The whole feel of the place was wrong so she had decided to look into the history of Sunnydale and it hadn’t taken her long to figure out what Sunnydale was. She had laughed to herself when she found out, thinking the fates must have conspired against her for her to end up in this place.
She hoped it was that and not… all thoughts disappeared as the room started to shake, her first earthquake, she did as she had been shown and ran and stood in her closet doorway.
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Willow felt really down, the last couple of days had really dented her confidence; Percy calling her a nerd, Spike making fun of her. So why was she standing outside the door of a girl she didn’t really know?
Almost on instinct Willow wanted to run away; she felt so nervous. She didn’t really understand why, it’s not like she hadn’t told people before about the gang and the things that they did.
Just as she was about to turn and go she noticed Tara walking up the hall “Hey your out late tonight”
Tara looks up surprised; she had been deep in thought about the very person who was actually standing outside her room. “I w-was uhm in the library studying. Do you want to come in?”
“If you don’t mind. I mean if this is a bad…”
“No, no it’s cool,” said Tara pushing past the red head and opening the door.
Willow stands in the doorway her mouth wide open “Wow, I mean I know some of us like to make our room special but wow”
“You like it?” said Tara looking surprised
“It’s fantastic, very witchy” said Willow walking around the room picking up various items and taking in the titles of the various books on witchcraft, she then stops realising…“I’m sorry I’m touching all of your things.”
“You can touch whatever you want,” said Tara who then blushes realising the implications of what she had just said. “Sit down”
Willow sits on the bed and Tara sits across from her in a chair. “I think the other day I hurt your feelings and I didn’t mean to…it’s just I don’t know how to tell you this…”
“Sunnydale’s on a hellmouth” said Tara and the blonde witch quite enjoyed the look of astonishment on the computer hackers face.
“You knew, how did you know? Do you know about Buffy?” said Willow genuinely surprised.
“Buffy who’s Buffy?” said Tara.
“Thank goodness, because, you know, if you knew who the slayer was…”
Willow looks up to the ceiling. “I suck at keeping secrets don’t I”?
“Y-your friend is the v-vampire slayer?” said Tara.
Willow then spent one of the most enjoyable evenings she had for a while telling the blonde witch all about the Scooby gangs exploits. She loved the way Tara has just sat there wide mouthed and looking at Willow with quite open admiration; it made the redhead feel really special.
Willow suddenly catches sight of Tara’s clock “Gee, it’s getting late, can I see you tomorrow; maybe we can practise some spells?”
Tara couldn’t quite believe her ears: Willow wanted to see her again. “Sure that w-would be great”
These five words in my head scream "are we having fun yet?"
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(7/13/02 11:29 pm) Reply
Re: Point of Origin
Title: Point of Origin part 4
Author: Magrat
Spoilers: A New Man season 4 and Family season 5
Ratings: PG: 13
Point of Origin part 4
Here I am again thought Willow to herself, standing outside Tara’s dorm door, of course she didn’t usually stand outside another girl’s door with a rose in her hand. For a spell she reminded herself.
She was feeling very strange; her mind had been full of the blonde witch. She had spent the last couple of days thinking of things they could do together. It was the first time in eons that she hadn’t spent all her time thinking about Oz.
She knocked on the door
“Hey Willow, I’m glad you came” said Tara.
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Tara looked at the mess of petals all over her bedroom floor “The petals are off”
“Did you feel something?” asked Willow.
“Y-yes” said Tara “It felt dark, I think someone else is casting, m-maybe we shouldn’t do anything else. I d-didn’t like it”
“Kay” said Willow surprised at seeing the blonde slightly freaked “What do you want to do?”
“I d-don’t know” said Tara surprised that Willow wanted to do anything with her. “It’s a little late to go out. You don’t have to stay if you don’t want too”
“I do,” said Willow. “Why do you always do that?”
“What?” said the blonde.
“Put yourself down like that, think that I wouldn’t want to spend time with you” said Willow.
“You don’t know me” said Tara.
“No, not very well, but I think we could be friends” said Willow.
“Really” said Tara. “I’ve never had many f-friends, you have plenty of friends, and you don’t need me”
“I don’t have that many friends, only Xander and Buffy. Anyway it’s nice having someone new to talk to, someone who doesn’t keep telling me I have to move on and get over Oz” said Willow
“Oz?” said Tara.
“My ex-boyfriend, he had an affair and left town, it sort of hurt a lot” said Willow
“I’m s-sorry” said the blonde.
“I…have you ever thought there was someone here in this world just for you…I don’t know…someone so special that they would be the other half of you?” asked Willow looking at Tara with serious eyes.
Tara shook her head but deep in her mind she thought no, not ‘til I met you darling, with your soulful green eyes and smile that lights up the world. She realised that they had been looking into one another eyes for a long time.
Willow dropped her gaze, taken a back by the connection she had felt for the blonde, maybe this was the way witches always felt when they had started casting together but it had never felt like this with Amy. The atmosphere was so heavy and charged; maybe it was because of the dark magic they had felt.
Tara nervously cleared her throat “Uhm is Oz that p-person for you?”
“I thought he was, I thought he loved me, but he fucked that bitch…”
“Willow” said Tara shocked by the sudden venom in the red heads voice.
Willow laughed sardonically “Well I’m sort of being accurate; she’s a werewolf, actually so is he.”
“You dated a werewolf?” said Tara.
“Hey, I’ve managed to shock you at last, you’ve been the knowledge woman, all knowing about the hellmouth and taking in the fact that my best friend is the slayer without a blink of your eye” said Willow teasing gently. “I was waiting for you to say; I know it can be hell dating a werewolf, what with having to lock them in a cage every month”
“D-do I really come across like that because I d-didn’t mean…”
“No Tara, I’m sorry I was just joking” said Willow. “What’s happened to you? You are so funny, intelligent and lets not forget pretty but you seem to think yourself worthless, why is that?”
Tara’s head stays bowed not able to meet Willow’s eyes just in case she gives anything away; Willow thinks I’m pretty or is she just trying to be nice.
“Tara talk to me, tell what’s wrong” said Willow concerned that she had hurt her new friend. “I can be really thoughtless, but I don’t mean anything by it, I just make stupid jokes sometimes.”
“It’s nothing, honest” said the blonde. “I’m just bad with people, I just never seemed to make friends at high school.
“I know how you feel, I was such a spazz at school and it probably would have stayed like that if I had never met Buffy, I mean I might still be a spazz but at least I feel like I’m doing good, helping people” said the hacker.
“You’re not a spazz you are so cool, f-fighting monsters and stuff, you are really brave” said Tara, she changed the subject quickly not wanting Willow to see the crush that was getting worse and worse with every moment she spent with the redhead. “Did you really have to lock Oz in a cage”
“No he actually locked himself in most of the time” said Willow.
“Weren’t you scared he’d hurt you?” said Tara.
“No, not really, but he did, but not in a physical way. Anyway less about Oz. What about you, any good looking boys broke your heart.”
“I’ve n-never had a boyfriend” said Tara.
“I don’t believe that, a pretty girl like you, I would have thought you could have your pick of boys” said Willow.
Tara glanced quickly at Willow, should she take the chance and come out to her, why not, lets get the rejection out of the way before I fall totally in love with her and she finds out from someone else. “W-willow I’m n-not interested in b-boys I’m a l-lesbian. I understand if you d-don’t w-w-ant to be my friend anymore.”
Willow lays her hand on Tara’s shoulder “Do you think I would be that bigoted? I don’t care what you are, you are my friend and I really like you.”
“Do you still want to meet in the common room tomorrow?” said Tara.
“Of course I do” said Willow. “I’ve lost too many people who were my friends, to the hellmouth, to walk away from someone as nice as you.
TBC
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(7/14/02 6:24 am) Reply
Re: Point of Origin
Title: Point of Origin part 5
Author: Magrat
Spoilers: Season 4 A New Man, The I in Team and Season 5 Family.
Ratings: Hmm maybe R
Willow opened her dorm room door quietly, hoping not to wake Buffy, so she wouldn’t have to face any awkward questions from the slayer.
She was surprised how open her new friend had been about her sexuality but she still couldn’t really figure out what was wrong with the girl. Willow was no stranger to lack of self-confidence but Tara was so shy and introvert that it seemed almost painful. Maybe she had been bullied for being gay.
Willow got changed into her P.Js quickly and got into bed a determination forming in her mind to make the blonde talk about herself.
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She had done it thought Tara triumphantly; she had finally come out to someone and not just anyone but to Willow and she had been so cool about it. Tara knew she was falling in love with her new friend and she knew it was probably a huge mistake but what could she do?
Why were all the girls she ever liked always straight, not that she had ever felt like this about anyone else before, she had mostly admired girls from a distance. She wondered if maybe it was better that way; it was going to feel like hell seeing Willow involved with some guy.
She slipped between the covers of her bed ready for sleep and hoping to dream about Willow being her’s.
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Willow had started to look forward to going to bed, that was when Oz came to her, always, in her dreams. Whispering words of sorrow and how he hadn’t wanted to leave her and could she forgive him for his indiscretion.
Tonight was different, tonight she dreamt of a blonde with sad but beautiful blue eyes. Softness and curves replaced wiry muscle. Long silk instead of short spikes. The smell of vanilla and cinnamon that Willow had come to associate with Tara was invading her senses, bewitching her, claiming her as her own.
She groaned lightly in her sleep as images flashed in her mind of soft creamy flesh, breasts, thighs and long legs. Willow woke with a start almost at the point of orgasm, without thinking her hand moved between her legs and she rocked herself quickly and quietly to the point of electric release.
She lay on her back, shocked at the dream, at her own undeniable physical reaction and desire at the image of Tara naked in her mind’s eye. Goddess what sort of pervert was she? Just because Tara had said she was gay, that was no reason to fantasize about her.
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Tara put the phone down with sadness seeping into her heart. The rejection had came not quite as she had expected it all hot and fiery disgust but instead it had happened during the cold light of day, probably when Willow had got home, she realised she didn’t want to be friends with a dyke. Sure, she had tried to let Tara down gently by saying that one of her friends was in trouble but knew in her heart that that would probably be the last she would ever see of the redhead.
Her brother’s words rang in her head “I don’t know why you are going to college because who would to want know a freak like you”
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Willow sat on her bed with a thump, it had been a long and very tiring day but at least they had got Giles back. She was worried about the slayer’s involvement with the initiative though, maybe she was watching too much X-Files, but there was something she didn’t trust about secret government organisations and Buffy seemed to be blinded by love. It was almost as if just because Riley was involved there could be nothing wrong with it.
Then there was Tara, she had sounded so hurt when she spoke to her on the phone and Willow had spent the whole day being distracted by images from the dream she had had. She knew it was late but she had to ring Tara to arrange some sort of meeting. She heard the witch’s sleepy voice on the other end of the phone.
“Hi Tara, I’m sorry to ring you so late” said Willow “Do you want to meet with me? I can’t do tomorrow, but the next day…” She listened for a second. “In the common room about 2.30, that sounds good, see ya soon.”
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Tara hangs up the phone trying to control her breathing; she was going to have trust Willow more. The other girl had treated her with nothing but friendship and kindness so maybe it was time to trust the things she was saying to her. Tara remembered the way Willow had been touching her things like a child in a sweet shop maybe she should show Willow her favourite crystal to see what she thought of it.
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Willow woke from another night of erotic dreams featuring the blonde wicca. The third night in a row “This is starting to get disturbing”
“What did you say?” said Buffy from the other bed.
“Nothing, just talking to myself. What are you up to today?” asked Willow
“Well Riley is going to show me round the initiative HQ this afternoon but I thought maybe we could meet for lunch and I can tell you all about last night” said the excited slayer.
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Tara walked away from Willow hurt that the girl hadn’t wanted her crystal or it would seem to introduce her to her other friends. Maybe she was ashamed of her.
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I’ve done it again thought Willow guiltily watching the retreating back of the blonde. I seem to have the ability to insert my foot in my mouth every time I’m near her. I mean I could just bring her along tonight; Xander would have Anya with him. What am I doing comparing Tara to Anya, she’s just a friend, that is all she is.
It still didn’t explain why she wouldn’t take the blonde with her. Willow’s rational mind strived for an answer; the only thing was the answer seemed totally crazy, that she wanted Tara to herself, her own secret treasure away from the rest of the gang. What did that mean? That she was falling in love with the girl? But I’m not gay, am I? Having dirty dreams about it might be one thing, but to actually do anything about it that was another. She knew she was thinking too much about it, but what could she do?
If she went to Tara now what would she think? That she was just another straight girl trying out an experiment while she was at college? If Tara rejected her that would hurt so much.
God, maybe I am falling in love with her, but that’s impossible, I love Oz, I miss Oz. So why am I dreaming about Tara? And why am I arguing with myself; have I gone totally mad?
With that Willow burst out laughing drawing stares from the assembled students.
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What a total bust thought Willow. Buffy turning up with all the soldier boys was something she could have done without, that was for sure and then disappearing almost as quickly.
Xander and Anya had headed back to the basement for sex as Anya had so charmingly informed her.
She knew what she wanted to do. The more she thought about it, the more she knew she wanted to do it and her feet were unconsciously leading her in the right direction and once again she found herself out side Tara’s dorm room.
“Willow” said the blonde looking surprised but happy.
“A funny thing happened with my prior social engagement. Pretty much ended when a friend of mine went off to do something…with another crowd she hangs out with” said Willow trying to search the witch’s face for a reaction. “Irony is kind of ironic that way.”
Tara gives Willow one of her shy smiles.
Willow swallows wanting this moment so badly. “Anyway, I know it’s late, but I thought…I mean, if you still wanted…to do something.”
Tara opened the door wider, inviting the hacker in.
Willow smiles but her nerves are trembling inside as she watches the witch close the door behind her
“So w-what do you want to do, a spell…”
“No” said Willow. “I don’t want to do a spell.”
“Oh” said the blonde. “What do you want to do?”
“This” said Willow and took the surprised girl in her arms and kissed her gently.
TBC
These five words in my head scream "are we having fun yet?"
Chad Kroeger
Magrat70 Tabula Rasa
Posts: 40
(7/16/02 1:14 pm) Reply
Re: Point of Origin
Title: Point of Origin part 6
Author: Magrat 70
Spoilers: Season 4 The I in Team and Goodbye Iowa and Season 5 Family
Ratings: Not sure if it’s an R or NC: 17
They broke from the kiss after what seemed like an age. Tara stared at the redhead in surprise “W-willow I…why… I don’t understand”
“You didn’t like it?” asked Willow.
“I d-did, I loved it, but I don’t understand why you kissed me,” said Tara.
“Because I wanted to, because I like you, because you’re pretty…”
“But you’re straight” said Tara.
“Am I?” said Willow. “I didn’t feel very straight when I was dreaming about you last night”
“You d-dreamt about me?” asked Tara.
“I’ve been dreaming about you for days” confessed Willow she reached forward and brushed the blonde’s hair back from her face. “Why do you always hide your pretty face” She carried on stroking Tara’s face drinking in the soft blue eyes, perfect nose and full red lips. Very kissable lips. “Can I k-kiss you again?”
“Y-you want to kiss me again?” said Tara her brain not quite taking everything in.
“Yes but can we sit down first” said Willow walking towards Tara’s bed but holding firmly on to the blonde’s hand.
Tara sat on the bed opposite Willow and was glad they were sitting down, as her shaking knees couldn’t take much more “Willow I don’t understand where this has come from. I just thought we’d be friends”
“You didn’t want anything else?” said the redhead, thinking she had blown it, that she should have checked.
Tara looked at the sudden hurt appearing in green eyes “I did” she said quickly “I just thought it was something that wouldn’t happen and I s-still can’t believe it has”
Willow lent forward and kissed the young witch’s full lips but this time the kiss wasn’t as gentle as the first, she put her hand in the witch’s blonde hair and pulled her in and it flared deep within her, a hard flame of passion and as the blonde started to kiss her back fiercely Willow bit and sucked on her full bottom lip and her heart pounded as she heard the other girl give out a small groan.
Willow’s mouth moved on Tara’s long elegant neck luxuriating in the scent of the woman, vanilla and cinnamon just like in her dreams, her tongue snaked out tasted the soft silky skin.
Tara pulled Willow’s mouth back up to her “T-this is a d-dream isn’t it?”
“No Tara this so real” said Willow.
The blonde relaxed slightly, she still felt unsure of herself, she moved away from Willow slightly and moved to the centre of the bed lying on her side facing Willow
“Hey, you went away,” said Willow.
Tara giggled, “Why don’t you join me”
The hacker looked eager as she scrambled up the bed towards Tara “Your wish is my command”
“You’re funny,” laughed Tara relaxing visibly with every second.
“You know I was hoping for sexy or even pretty but hey funny will do,” teased the redhead.
“I think you’re all of those things,” said Tara pulling the smaller girl in to her arms and this time Tara takes the lead as she manoeuvres Willow onto her back stroking her face, “No, I’ve changed my mind I think you’re beautiful”
“You do?” said Willow stunned and mesmerised by the intensity of the blue eyes above her.
“I do,” said the blonde bending down to kiss the women beneath her, her hands moved almost unbidden under Willow’s sweater stroking the redhead’s smooth abs. She felt Willow jerk away from her touch and Tara jumped back guiltily “I’m s-so s-sorry I didn’t mean to…”
“No, Tara no, I just thought it might go easier if I helped you” said the redhead. “ I came here because I wanted to be with you, I don’t play games” and to prove her point Willow removed her sweater
Tara looked in awe and wonder she hadn’t expected this, any of it, and it was starting to feel wrong, out of control. “I don’t think w-we should…”
“You, you don’t want me to…” said Willow as she hurriedly pulled back on her sweater
Now it was the blonde’s turn to give reassurance “No, god, no Willow, I want you I do it’s…we don’t have to rush” and Tara and kissed Willow softly but the passion flared within them again and Tara was amazed to find her tongue probing the others mouth. “Maybe we should do some spells. I can show you how to use the crystal.”
Willow pouted, “You can’t just kiss me like that and go all avoidy.”
“I think we need to be grounded, connect…”
“I felt a connection, didn’t you” said Willow breathing seductively in Tara’s ear.
“W-willow I c-can’t…I’ve never…” said the witch blushing.
“Well I never have with a women, hey, I thought you said you were gay” said the hacker confused.
“I am, I m-mean I’ve never…you know…with anyone” Tara’s blushes seeming even brighter.
“Oh” said Willow “Oh. You mean you are…”
“A virgin” finished off the witch. “An 19 year old virgin, you must think me a real freak.”
“Tara, no” said Willow thinking quickly “Look it’s getting late, I don’t really want to walk the campus alone, can I stay here tonight? If you give me a blanket, I’ll sleep on the chair. I won’t put any pressure on you I swear.”
“You can stay, I’ll find you a shirt to wear but you can sleep in the bed with me if you want?” said Tara.
“Oh yeah” said Willow her eyes shining.
TBC
These five words in my head scream "are we having fun yet?"
Chad Kroeger
Magrat70 Tabula Rasa
Posts: 41
(7/18/02 6:20 am) Reply
Re: Point of Origin
Title: Point of Origin part 7
Author: Magrat
Spoilers: Season 4 The I in Team and Goodbye Iowa and Season 5 Family
Ratings: R
Point of Origin part 7
Willow slipped into the dorms restroom wanting a few minutes to herself, things hadn’t gone as she had expected but then again, it hadn’t gone bad. Tara was so sweet, nicer than she had even imagined and she was gorgeous. Willow swallowed back that thought but then it crossed that mind that that was ridiculous seeing as she had just been kissing said girl.
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Tara shook with nerves, nothing had prepared her for this, and all her mother’s lessons on witchcraft and being careful with her gift hadn’t prepared for falling headlong in love with someone she didn’t really know and who seemed to live an unusual and dangerous life. She felt like running for the hills before the hurt came, when Oz came back or Willow found out about her family’s dirty little secret.
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Willow walked back to the room, dressed in Tara’s baggy shirt. She smiled as she came into the room something about the blonde making her grin like an idiot. “Hey, you ready for bed”
Tara grabbed her toothbrush “I just g-gotta…”
“Sure” said Willow with a frown on her face and reached out and held the blonde back. “You don’t have to do anything that you don’t want to and the offer is still open I’ll take the chair”. She pulls her in close and kisses her. “I like you and we’ll go at your pace” Willow finished by kissing her gently on the forehead. “Now hurry up or I’ll get lonely.”
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Tara couldn’t hide the huge grin on her face as she freshened up in the restroom. She couldn’t believe how nice Willow had been and Willow’s last words made her hurry, she had been feeling lonely all her life and for the first time she in her entire life someone other than her mother had showed her some affection.
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Tara walked in and Willow was still standing in the middle of the room. “You s-should have g-got into bed”
“I was waiting, I didn’t want to presume anything” said Willow who had worked it out that she had to go softly with this shy girl.
“Willow just get into bed,” said Tara smiling. “I w-wouldn’t ask you to sleep on the chair”
They both got into bed and at first the distance between them was so large you could have built a freeway down the middle.
“Tara, this isn’t working,” said Willow.
The blonde closed her eyes swallowing back tears, thinking Willow had decided that she didn’t want to be anywhere near her.
Tara I want to hold you” said Willow to clarify what she was feeling. “Please I want to be close to you”
“O-okay” said blonde sliding closer to Willow.
Willow snuggled in close finding her head on Tara’s ample breasts “Hmm this is nice” she closed her eyes and felt intoxicated by Tara’s unique scent. “You smell nice”
Tara kissed the top of Willow’s head “Goodnight sweetie” not wanting to have to face the fire that was burning between her legs having the other girl so close.
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Willow dreams were haunted all night by images of the blonde and once again she woke up on the brink of an orgasm, the scent of vanilla and cinnamon overpowering and this was when her overheated brain realised she was actually in the arms of her fantasy. Her lips moved to Tara’s neck softly kissing and licking.
Tara felt her self being gently kissed awake and her senses came alive and for the first tine in her life she acted with blind passion. She pinned the smaller girl underneath her and lent in for a kiss full of searing passion and at the same time her hand tugged urgently at the shirt Willow was wearing.
Willow lay stunned by the change of demeanour in her quiet girlfriend but she wasn’t about to complain, wondering exactly where this adventure was going to lead. She moved her hands to allow Tara to remove her shirt and then was surprised to have both her hands pinned above her head and she felt the blonde’s mouth move down her neck, kissing, biting as she went.
Tara stopped for a second to take in the sight of Willow’s slight body beneath her. She took in the small pert breasts and perfect abs and the lust that she felt increased. Her mouth went to one of Willow’s hardening nipples and she drew it into her mouth slowly, enjoying the feel of the other’s body arching. She sucked harder and was rewarded by a groan. She knew she should probably take her time but felt driven to answer the need within in her. “Willow can I taste you?”
“Please Tara…oh god” said Willow as she felt the blonde’s beautiful mouth go lower nipping and licking her abs. She felt her hand released as Tara moved between her thighs. Tara looked into her eyes once before dipping her head into Willow’s honey. Willow wrapped her hand in the thick blonde hair urging her lover on. She felt the witch’s tongue on her clitoris and she knew she was going to come quickly and it came in waves with her screaming her delight not caring who knew the heights that she had just reached.
Tara move up the bed and her heart pounded as she saw tears in her lover’s eyes “W-willow I’m s-so s-sorry. Did I hurt you?”
“No” said Willow giving Tara a lazy smile. “It was just…that was…wow it usually takes me a long time to…wow…are you sure you’re a virgin because your mouth sure knew what to do”
Tara blushed and the commanding passionate woman that she had allowed her self to be for a few fleeting minutes seemed to disappear.
“Is this how you are going to wake me up every morning because if you are I’m moving in” said Willow and then with a little more concern. “Are you okay?”
“Y-yes are you sure it was okay because I’ve n-never…”
“You were wonderful, don’t worry. Do you want me to make love you?” asked the hacker.
“Willow do you mind if I wait?” asked Tara.
“I told you I won’t push,” said Willow slightly relieved because she it was starting to hit her that she would be taking Tara’s virginity and thought terrified in her in case she couldn’t give the blonde the pleasure that she had just received. “Come hear I want to snuggle” She pulled her girlfriend in close enjoying holding her soft voluptuous body.
Willow sighed looking at the clock “I’ve go to go, get ready for class, but I’ll see you tonight, for more…”
“Spells” said Tara giving Willow her lopsided smile that the redhead was starting to find so endearing. “Willow before you go, I want you to have my grandmother’s crystal.”
Willow went to argue but she saw the pleading look in Tara’s eyes and agreed, “Okay”
TBC
These five words in my head scream "are we having fun yet?"
Chad Kroeger
Re: Point of Origin
Magrat, I especially love this fic.
Please continue. Willow is probably feeling guilty that Tara hasn't gotten off yet.
Xander: "Tara, nice axing." Tara: "My first."
Magrat70 Tabula Rasa
Posts: 50
(8/6/02 8:37 am) Reply
Re: Point of Origin
Title: Point of Origin part 8
Author: Magrat
Spoilers: The I in Team and Goodbye Iowa and Season 5 Family.
Ratings: PG: 13
Tara lent back on her dorm door after Willow had gone, she was still in the a state of shock, a big part of her still thought it was a dream but the taste and scent of her lover still lingered in her mouth and nose. Her lover, Willow was her lover. Apart of her regretted not letting Willow make love to her but she knew she wasn’t ready. She had never thought Willow would let her touch her and thought of the redhead doing the same back was just to much and the treacherous little voice in the back of head kept telling her no one would want to sully themselves with her dirty demon body.
The voices of her father and brother mingled in her mind telling her how worthless she was that she would be lucky to ever find someone who would want to be with her and how she should go with a man that the family would choose and who would know all about her ‘unique condition’. Donny would laugh and say he was sure that one of his friends would probably desperate enough to have her.
She put her hands over her ears trying to make the voices go away and desperately trying to bring back the memory of loving Willow of the way her body had arched and move under her touch. She inhaled deeply and the sweet scent of Willow’s sex came to her calming, soothing her, proving the voices wrong that someone had chosen to be with her an not just anyone but a beautiful passionate redhead who she was falling madly in love with
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Willow walked back to her dorm feeling light headed, alive; the way Tara had made love to her, it had taken her by surprise. Good surprise though, she smiled. She would never have guessed the blonde could be so commanding.
She felt the weight of the crystal in her pocket. Things had gone so fast over the past day but it felt good, it felt right. When she had kissed Tara it felt like something she wanted to do for the rest of her life.
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Willow watched Buffy walk out beeped away by her new military friends, she had wanted so much to tell her about Tara, about how someone had made love to her with total abandon and how the memory and hurt attached to Oz was fading.
She was also worried, something about The Initiative was wrong and Buffy seemed to be diving into it without a moment thought.
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“Hey Will…”
“Tara can I come in I haven’t got long,” said the redhead bolting into Tara’s room, she grabbed her quickly and gave her a brief but hard kiss.
“Willow what’s h-happened,” said Tara concerned by her girlfriend’s behaviour.
Willow took a deep breath “You know I told you about Professor Walsh and Buffy and The Initiative and they have guns and demons and they are so…”
“Willow you’re babbling” said Tara.
“Sorry I do that, but you know all about…”
“Will” said Tara
“Hey, you’ve never called me that before” said Willow.
“Willow can you get to the point” said Tara smiling in spite of herself.
“Professor Walsh, The Initiative they tried to kill Buffy and we are all on the run and I wanted to spend the night with you but I’ve promised to spend the night at Xander’s and I don’t want you in any danger.” Said Willow panting slightly.
Tara reached for Willow and pulled her into a hug. “Sssshhhh sweetie, I know you have to be with your friends and if Buffy is in danger, you have to go. Is t-there anything I c-can do?”
“You are something special; do you know that?” said Willow feeling the hug lift her spirits. “There was something I was going to ask. Do you think we could some sort of protection spell for Buffy”
“Sure” said Tara still basking in the fact that Willow had called her special.
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“How could that have happened we’ve never had a spell go wrong before” said Willow looking shocked.
“M-maybe you were tired,” said Tara trying to look innocent but her heart was pounding. She had been terrified of Willow realising that she had sabotaged the spell but what could she do? There was no way that she could allow Willow to find out that she was part demon. Their love affair had just started and Tara knew it wouldn’t survive that sort of exposition.
“I didn’t feel tired when I started, maybe I can get some more ingredients and we can try again later” said Willow.
“W-wouldn’t the moment have passed by then?” asked Tara.
“I suppose…it’s just I feel like I’ve let you down” said Willow with a frown upon her face.
“L-let me down, don’t ever think that way Willow” said Tara.
“But what if it happens again, you might find someone else to practice with” said Willow feeling slightly panicky. “Someone with more experience; who doesn’t fail”
Tara grabs Willow’s hand “I don’t want anyone with me more experience or for that matter anyone else at all, I just want you. How long have you got before you have to meet up with the rest of the gang?”
“I have a little while, why?” asked the redhead.
“M-maybe we could something, maybe you could do s-something with me,” said Tara but she wouldn’t look Willow.
“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” asked Willow her eyes narrowing
“Y-yes,” said Tara but uncertainty and fear were showing on her face.
Willow gets it, all those months ago when she had tried to give herself to Oz but he had refused, she understood every word that he had said now. She really wanted to make love to Tara but not like this, not because Tara was trying to make her feel better. “Tara no, I know you’re not really ready and you are just trying to make me feel better. It has to be the right time for you; I want you to want it for you and I want you to burn for it like I did yesterday morning.”
Tara ducks her head feeling guilty. Willow was being so sweet and understanding and she didn’t deserve it.
“Tara, baby, look at me. I lo…really like you. I’m sorry the way I keep turning up at your door at all times of the day and night and wish I could make it normal but it’s dangerous helping out the slayer. What I’m trying to say is if you want out I would understand,” said the hacker trying her best to try and figure out what was wrong.
“It’s nothing like that,” said Tara. “I was just t-thinking how s-sweet you were and how I didn’t deserve you”
Willow captured the blonde’s face in her hands and traced her fingers over her glorious cheek bones “You deserve the best, I hate how you think you’re so worthless, you’re the best thing that has happened to me in so long.
Tara brushes a stray red hair from Willow’s face and the two just sit on the floor for the longest time gazing into one another’s eyes.
TBC
These five words in my head scream "are we having fun yet?"
Chad Kroeger
Re: Point of Origin
Title: Point of Origin part 9
Author: Magrat
Spoilers: This Year’s Girl
Ratings: PG: 13
Point of Origin part 9
“But Riley’s okay?” asked Tara.
“Yeah, he told the Initiative that he wasn’t staying in the sick bay and left,” answered Willow as she lolled on Tara’s bed.
“I sort of get the whole vampire, demon and slayer thing. I mean I’ve umm read about things like that since I was little but the whole evil secret government agency; I find harder to understand,” said Tara. “Do you know why Professor Walsh made Adam?”
Willow turned on her side and propped herself up with her elbow so that she could look at her girlfriend who was lying beside her. “We think he might have been some sort of experimental super soldier”
“T-that’s horrible” said Tara. “You said he was made of b-bits of human as well as demon?”
“Buffy said he was across between The Terminator and Frankenstein,” said Willow stroking Tara’s face as the blonde shuddered. “Don’t worry I’m sure Buffy and Riley will stop it”
It’s t-terrible to think of that thing being out there. What if it kills again?” asked Tara.
“We’ll do out best to stop it; it’s what we do” said Willow.
“You’re so brave I don’t think I…”
“Are you kidding me? So are you. Look at that night you came across the campus when The Gentlemen were on the loose. That was brave. You wanted to do something about it. That makes you different; I should know most of the people of Sunnydale just put their head in the sand and try and pretend nothing is going on” said Willow was determined to stop Tara putting herself down. “Anyway I want to forget Adam for a while.
“Do you want to do some spells?” asked Tara moving to sit up.
Willow reached up an arm and pulled her back down “No I just want spend sometime with you. I missed you. Being coped up in the basement was hell. When all I could think about was you”
“R-really?” asked Tara mesmerised by Willow’s beautiful green eyes.
“Really, I know I got to see you for a few minutes when we messed up that spell…” Willow noticed Tara turn away. “What’s wrong?”
“I f-feel ashamed…”
“Because you offered yourself to me?” asked Willow.
Tara said nothing. She wanted to explain everything to the girl she was in love with but she knew she couldn’t take the look of disgust that was bound to show on Willow’s face when she found out that she was a demon.
With no answer coming from the blonde witch Willow took it as affirmation. “Tara, please I don’t think any less of you in fact I was flattered. I don’t have long until I have to go to another Scobbie meeting and I don’t want you to feel bad.” Willow rolled Tara onto her back and kissed her gently on the lips.
“That makes me feel better” smiled the blonde.
“I was hoping it would” said Willow and kissed Tara again this time not so gently. She started to move her hand up Tara’s shirt enjoying the feel of the silky smooth flesh.
“Will” said Tara.
“I’m sorry I just got carried away,” said Willow snatching her hand back as if it was on fire.
“No it’s not that, don’t you have a meeting at Mister Giles house that you should be going to?” asked Tara.
Willow looked at the clock “Yes I do. Do you think they’d notice if I didn’t turn up?”
“I’m sure they’d be worried,” said Tara. “You could come back later if you w-want?”
“Try keeping me away” said Willow with a big grin on her face
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“Will, I know it’s a lot to ask but do you think I could have the room to myself tonight. I really need to explain to Riley about Faith” said Buffy doing her best-whipped puppy dog expression on Willow.
“No big” said Willow. “I can stay…with Mom and Dad”
“Thanks Willow I owe you one” said Buffy.
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Willow knocked on Tara’s door a bag with some over night things hanging from her shoulder.
Tara opened the door and was surprised to see Willow standing there with a bag “Are you planning on a long stay?”
Willow gave a deep breath. How was she going to explain this to Tara, god what away to turn a girl off a relationship. Hi honey, another emergency, another psycho is hunting us.
“Willow it’s okay, I was only joking” said Tara. “Please come in.”
“Tara is it okay if I stay tonight,” said the redhead. Something else has happened…”
“Willow sit down. What’s happened? You know you can tell me anything,” said Tara sitting next to her girl and taking both of her hands in her own.
“You know that Buffy is the slayer?” asked Willow.
“Y-yes” said Tara.
“Well a few years ago she died; only for a minute but another slayer was activated. Her name was Kendra a vamp called Drusilla killed her. That caused another slayer, Faith to be called. Faith worked with us for a while but it turned out that she was a bit of a skankie psycho killer. She and Buffy fought and Buffy put her in a coma. I have to admit that that is the simple version but Faith is out of her coma and she’s probably coming for us. If I sound like I hate her; I do she held me hostage and threatened me with a knife” said Willow. “And I want her nowhere near you”
“You’re s-scared?” asked Tara.
“Yes” said Willow simply.
“More than with Adam?” asked Tara
“I think so because I know that she will definitely come after Buffy if not the rest of us,” said Willow. “I mean I think Buffy will stop her but it’s the waiting around that is the problem.”
“Is that why you want to stay here? Is it not safe to go back to your dorm room?” asked Tara looking concerned.
“No it’s not that, Buffy and Riley are there. She is explaining about Faith also. She just wanted me out of the way but I was hoping to spend the night with you anyway” said Willow.
“Is your life always like this?” asked Tara.
“I’m afraid so. Do you want to walk away from me ‘cause I would understand…”
“No never I… I c-couldn’t do that” said Tara.
Willow gave a sigh of relief “You know it was starting to cross my mind that you might be all with the I don’t want someone who is always turning up and going on about a big drama.”
“At least you’re never boring,” said Tara giving Willow her sweetest, crooked smile. Making Willow’s heart pound with an emotion she was too scared to express yet. “Not like me”
“Tara. I don’t think you’re boring. Why would you think that?” asked Willow.
“I can only t-tell you what I did in class. Why would I interest you when you have s-so much adventure in your life?” asked Tara not looking at Willow instead hiding her face with her hair.
“Do you know what?” asked Willow “I’ll tell you this once. I love being with you. You are funny, you listen to me which must take some doing and you make me happy. Never mind sweet, caring and pretty” Willow cupped Tara’s face and kissed her softly. “And I know I could ever get bored of kissing you.”
Tara ducked her head again blushing furiously. “Do you umm want to get ready for bed? You look beat.”
“I am. It’s been no fun sharing a room with four people and their grandiose snoring. I am looking forward to lying back in your bed and snuggling with you,” said Willow adding quickly. “That’s if you don’t mind? I don’t want to seem presumptuous, although obviously it seems like I already have been with bringing my stuff and all.”
Tara just started to giggle finding Willow’s habit of babbling one of her most charming and endearing traits. “Will, just go and get changed.”
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The two were soon washed and changed and nervously facing one another in Tara’s room.
“Look at us all ready for bed” said Willow feeling weirdly nervous. She couldn’t believe how she felt. It was almost like every time she was with Tara was the first time. She was doing her best to stop her hands from shaking.
“Are you going to g-get into bed?” asked Tara.
“Sure, do you need to study or anything?” asked Willow.
“No, I’m ready for bed,” said Tara.
“Me too” said Willow giving an exaggerated yawn “Sleepy”
Tara reached over and laid her hand on Willow’s shoulder “W-what’s wrong Willow?”
“I feel nervous,” said Willow honestly.
“N-nervous of me?” asked Tara looking shocked.
“No, nervous that I won’t be able to control myself when I’m around you. I know you…”
“Willow just get into bed if something happens it happens but I think we are both tired and I really want to sleep” said Tara trying to reassure Willow the best she could.
The two got into bed and at first it was like there was a huge gulf between them. Tara lay awake not able to stand the distance and figuring that Willow probably wasn’t going to make a move she scooted up behind the redhead spooning her and kissing her softly on the neck “Goodnight sweetie”
Willow relaxed into her girlfriend’s embrace and the feeling of peace allowed her to drift off into the welcoming arms of the sleep that she was so desperate for.
Tara listened as Willow’s breathing became deeper and more rhythmic. She held on to her love enjoying the feeling of being so close to someone. Something she thought would never happen in her life. She always assumed she would be alone. The curse that the female members of her family had to bear not allowing her this sort of perfect intimacy. She too drifted off to sleep feeling more contented than she ever thought possible.
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Willow woke up with a start and looked around wildly wondering where Tara had got to. The last thing she was expecting was to wake up in Tara’s bed alone, without even a note to say where the blonde witch was. She was on the point of phoning Buffy and confessing all so that they could start a search party; when to her relief Tara bustled through the door bearing coffee.
“Oh you’re awake, I h-hoped I’d be able to surprise you with coffee, croissants and bagels” said Tara laying the feast down on the bed and handing Willow her coffee.
Willow took in the delicious coffee scent and smiled at Tara “Have I told you, you are the best girlfriend.”
“N-no” said Tara not able to hide the huge grin on her face.
“Well you are, you really are” said the hacker so softly it was almost to herself.
“W-what are you going to do today, you know about the umm F-faith situation?” asked Tara.
“I’m going to my room and see what Buffy has to say and then I thought maybe seeing as you had bought breakfast maybe I could treat you to lunch?” asked Willow
Sure that would be great,” said Tara.
TBC
These five words in my head scream "are we having fun yet?"
Chad Kroeger
Title: Point of Origin part 9
Author: Magrat
Spoilers: This Years Girl, Who Are You?
Rating: NC: 17
Notes: A lot of this is quoted straight from the shooting script site with my own spin added.
Point Of Origin part 9
“This is strictly recon…” Willow looked in surprise as Tara was so obviously trying to hide her amusement. “What?”
“You said recon. You’re like, cool monster fighter,” said Tara unable to hide how much she adored the redhead.
“Well, technically, Faith's not a monster, and as for fighting? I'd be lucky if I bruise her fist with my face,” said Willow.
“Oh,” said Tara.
“What?” Asked Willow.
“Face punching…I’m not good with the whole…” Tara balled up her fist and made ineffectual jabbing motions at the air.
“Swimming?” asked Willow puzzled.
“Violence,” replied Tara looking sheepishly at her fists.
“Don't worry; we're sure to spot her first. Faith's like some big cleavage-y slutbomb walking around all…” said Willow suddenly breaking into a good impersonation of said slayer. “Check me out, I'm wicked cool, I'm five-by-five."
“That's the thing; no one knows. Buffy can handle Faith. And you're plenty safe with me,” said Willow
Tara nods at Willow believing and trusting her totally. “So… we "recon" 'til nightfall?”
Willow nods back “Then the ritual hiding begins.”
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Willow lies back on Tara’s bed. The one place she usually feels safe in but worry is sketched across her delicate features. “I wonder where she is.”
“Who? Faith?” Asked Tara.
“Yeah. I wish she'd make a move. She's making my stomach all acidy,” said Willow the worry lines deepening on her face.
“But you think Buffy can handle her?” Asked Tara catching Willow’s concern.
“I think so, but… that doesn't mean Faith won't hurt someone else,” said Willow her mind flashing back to having a knife held at her throat by the rogue slayer.
“Well you should be safe. Nobody knows you're here. I mean, they don't even know I exist, right?” Asked Tara looking down trying not to show how hurt she was feeling. “I know all about them, but…”
Willow sits up and squeezes Tara’s knee. She could see it was hurting the blonde that she hadn’t introduced her to her friends. “Hey,”
“I mean that's totally fine. It's good. It's better,” said Tara trying to hide her feelings. This wasn’t the time or the place to talk about this. There were far more important things going on.
Willow watches Tara retreat from her again. She feels awful; she doesn’t want to add the blonde witch’s feelings of inadequacy and worthlessness.
“Tara, I never… I mean, it's not like I don't want my friends to know you, it's just…” Willow stopped for a second searching for the right words to express how deeply she felt for the girl sitting near her. “Buffy's like my best friend, and she's really special, plus, you know, Slayer, that's a deal, and there's the whole bunch of us, and we have this group thing that kind of revolves around the slaying and I really want you to meet them and meet Buffy but I just sort of like having something that's just, you know, mine. I don't usually use that many words to say stuff that little. But do you get it at all?”
“I do,” said Tara trying to control her emotions; it was more than she could hope that Willow thought of her in that way.
“I should check in with Giles, get a situation update,” said Willow rising from the bed.
Tara couldn’t stop the words. She had to let Willow know but she couldn’t bring herself to look at Willow in case of rejection. “I am you know.”
“What?” Asked Willow watching as a pair of scared but beautiful blue eyes looked up at her.
“Yours,” said Tara.
Willow smiled; she never thought she would feel this happy again after the break up with Oz.
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Willow kept darting worried looks at her girlfriend as they made their way home from the Bronze. Tara had said she wasn’t feeling well but there seemed to be more to it than that. The blonde was very quiet and had resisted any attempt Willow had made to link arms. She hoped Tara would talk to her soon.
Tara opened her dorm door worrying how to broach the subject of Buffy without upsetting Willow.
“I'm sorry you're feeling blechy. But we'll get together with Buffy another time, some time soon. I really think you'll like her…”
Tara quickly interrupted. “She's not your friend.”
“I may have overestimated the you liking her factor. But I wish you'd give her a chance; she's very important to me,” said Willow a little disappointed that Tara and Buffy didn’t hit it off at their first meeting.
“No, I mean… I don't think she's…her,” said Tara struggling to explain what she had felt to Willow.
“You lost me,” said Willow confused.
Tara started again, searching for the right words to explain. “A person's energy has a flow, a unity. Buffy's was fragmented; it grated, like something forced in where it doesn't belong. Plus she was kinda mean.”
“You think Buffy's not herself? Like she's possessed or something?” asked Willow.
“I'm not sure…”
“You didn't sense a hyena energy at all did you? Hyena possession is just unpleasant,” said Willow shuddering.
Tara thinks for a second. “Do you have anything of hers?”
“Of Buffy's? Uh, uh, ooh! Ah! This ring,” said Willow pushing her hand forward to show Tara.
Tara moves to her desk flicking through a book. “There's a way we can…the passage to the nether-realm, there's a ritual, if you find her there you should be able to see…” Tara continues to read a moment.
“If it'll help Buffy…” said Willow and then stopping taking the concerned look on the other witch’s face. “What?”
“The nether-realm exists beyond the physical world. Accessing it is, it's kind of like astral projection, it's very intense. I'd have to be your anchor, keep you on this plane,” explained Tara.
“I trust you,” said Willow.
“It's not like anything we've ever…”
Willow made sure she held Tara’s gaze. “I trust you,” she said with a simple sincerity.
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The witches begin the spell preparations. Willow stands before Tara, who dips her thumb into a small cup of oil, then anoints Willow. She reverently touches Willow’s forehead, her lips and her collarbone. Willow bows her head slightly awed by the experience. Willow then reaches out, her hand shaking slightly and takes the oil gently doing the same to Tara; she looks into her eyes and holds her gaze as she touches her.
They sit on the floor not opposite each other but side-by-side, facing in opposite directions.
They move their outer arms in an arc along the floor as if they are running their fingers through sand, they move in time with each other falling into a smooth rhythm. As they do they softly chant together in time with their movements. The Inward Eye, The Sightless Sea, Ayala flows through the River in Me.”
Willow turns her head slightly towards Tara. Her eyes cloud over as she as she is beset with sensation. Their breath is becoming ragged; sweat is beading on their faces. A trail of light follows their motions, connecting their arcs into a circle that rises above them. They lift their inner hands, palm outwards and make contact palm to palm. They feel a connection that neither is expecting. It is as if they are opening themselves up totally to one another. Everything that their shyness and insecurities had kept at bay comes rushing forward; love, lust, desire and passion.
Willow senses are on overdrive, she can feel Tara’s lips on her. Not gentle kisses but the sort of kisses that tell the hacker everything; that Tara wants her badly, uncontrollably. Cool fingers seem to move down the redhead’s spine and at the same time she feels warm lips kissing their way down her neck, onto her breasts, feasting on one nipple then the other before sliding down her body.
Without warning the tempo changes. Willow can feel Tara everywhere, in her mind; on her body, caressing her and gently but steadily coaxing sensations from the hacker that she didn’t even know were possible. Willow is swept away, not even sure if what she is feeling is real or imagined as she teeters between two planes of existence, then she experiences a moment of clarity that Tara and her are making love, freely and unfettered by their own emotional baggage, Tara had touched her before but never with this intensity. The last thing Willow feels as her mind leaves her body is an intense orgasm that rips through her as she falls backwards seemingly unconscious.
Tara still sitting cross-legged in front of Willow anchors the other witch keeping her safe as she searches for Buffy. Slowly Willow begins to move her fingers as Tara guides her back to her body. It takes a few minutes to adjust to being back, before she can even speak
“Willow are you okay?” Asks Tara, lifting the other witch’s head onto her lap and holding her tightly, stroking the redhead’s forehead with a damp cloth, she had prepared, until Willow can speak.
“Fine…I think…Faith”
“Faith?” Asked Tara her brow furrowing.
Buffy and Faith have swapped bodies. We have to get her back,” said Willow urgently, fear that she that she could lose her friend gripping her.
“That’s easy,” said Tara confidently pulling out another book. “We have spells that can do that. All we have to is get them together.”
“Hmm, that might not be so easy, we’ll have to contact Giles. Tara…the spell…”
“There are a few…”
“No, not that spell. The one we just did,” said Willow blushing slightly.
Tara looked at her feet not able to meet Willow’s eye.
“Did you know...?”
“N-no. I’m s-sorry…I didn’t mean to…”
Willow moved closer to Tara placing her hand on her arm and whispering in her ear making the blonde shudder with a barely concealed lust. “You don’t have to worry. It was good…better than good, incredible. I’ve never felt anything close to that.”
TBC
These five words in my head scream "are we having fun yet?"
Willow is probably feeling guilty that Tara hasn't gotten off yet.
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