Story: What The Future Holds: The Greatest Damage

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TITLE: What The Future Holds: The Greatest Damage
AUTHOR: Femvamp
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The Greatest Damage

Willow sat on Tara's bed and stared into space. She new she should be 
hacking into the Inniative computer but she didn't want to. She just 
couldn't concentrate. The same angry thoughts came barging into her 
head.

*** How dare they. I'm not just some poor little nerd. How dare 
Buffy. And after all I did for her. ***

Willow was aware that Tara was watching over her. She was sitting in 
a chair across the room looking nervous. Willow, however was too hurt 
and angry to acknowledge Tara. The only thing on her mind was the 
confrontation she had had with the people she called her friends.

*** And Buffy had to out me in front of everyone. ***

*** They don't need me anymore. Buffy doesn't need me. ***


Tara got up out of her chair and sat beside Willow, which immediately 
took Willow out of her bad thoughts. All she could think of was Tara.

*** Kind loving Tara. She's all I need. ***

"They do need you Willow." Tara said after awhile.

"For what?" 

Tara smiled, "They can't get into the Inniative again without you."

Willow shook her head sadly; "They'll find another way."

"Not without your help. You are the only one who can find the hidden 
room."

"Why should I help them?" Willow asked angrily, "They don't care 
about me and I don't care about them."

"Y..Yes you do." Tara took Willow's hand and smiled, "Y..You wouldn't 
have been able to hurt them like you did a..and they wouldn't have 
been able to hurt you if you didn't care. T..The greatest damage is 
done by those you love."

Willow thought about that for a moment. Tara was right. If the 
Scooby Gang hadn't known each other so well, hadn't cared about each 
other so much, they wouldn't have known, or been able to press each 
other's buttons the way they did. 

Willow got up and went to work on the disk she had been given. She 
was still hurt, she was still angry, but she had a job to do.



TBC