Story: A Normal Life: If I Let You

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TITLE: A Normal Life: If I Let You
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If I Let You

Everything was ready. The plans had been made. The guests had 
arrived. Everything was going according to plan. More or less. The 
day of a wedding is hectic even if everything goes as planned, but 
nothing ever goes as planned when you live on a Hellmouth. 

One. Giles couldn't find his glasses.

Two. Xander's best man outfit was all wrong.

Three. Buffy had gotten blood all over her dress. (Slaying in your 
formals is not a good idea.)

Four. The flowers were the wrong color.

Five. No Willow.

While everyone else was panicking to the extreme, Cordelia was in full 
wedding planner mode. In a matter of minutes she had found Giles' 
glasses (They were on his head), had called the tux guys for Xander 
(the new outfit arrived in time for the wedding), had gotten a new 
dress for Buffy (she figured Buffy would go through at least one) and 
gotten the right color flowers (Carnations are so not for weddings).

The only thing that was beyond even Cordelia's power was getting 
Willow to the wedding.

The last any of them had heard, Willow was living in some werewolf 
town that was run by Oz. Everyone got a kick out of that. They were 
all proud of what Oz had done with his life. They were also happy 
that there was someone to look after Willow.

Everyone was happy, except for Buffy.

Cordelia was no fool. Even without prophecy visions she could tell 
that Buffy had it bad for Willow. The way she sulked and brooded. It 
was just so much like Angel, Cordelia almost laughed. They had rubbed 
off on each other a little too well. 

"Cordelia, help." Kate shouted from one of the upstairs bedrooms. "My 
shoes don't fit."

Cordelia smiled, "I'll be right there."

Cordelia was about to head upstairs when the doorbell rang.

"You take care of Kate, Cordy." Buffy ran to the door, "I'll get the 
door."

Cordelia smiled and headed upstairs. She had just about made it when 
she heard a shriek.

"Willow."

Cordelia didn't need to turn around to see the looks on her two 
friends' faces. She just smiled and continued to head upstairs. Now 
the wedding could begin.

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That afternoon.

Buffy and Willow were setting up for the wedding. Everything had 
finally been taken care of. Both of them were promising Cordelia 
anything she wanted, and both of them were hoping that she wouldn't 
collect. 

"So how was your trip?" Buffy asked.

"Not bad." Willow said simply.

"I'm not sure if I told you, but I am really sorry about Tara."

"I know." Willow said sadly, "I needed to get away."

"I understand. If anyone understands it's me."

Both girls continued to work for awhile. Neither of them spoke. 
Neither of them knew exactly how to say what they needed to say.

"I did some thinking when I was away." Willow said finally.

"About what?"

"My future mostly."

"Oh."

"I had a dream the night before Oz and I decided to come back to 
Sunnydale. There this woman...a goddess really, who told me that I 
already knew the answers and that I just needed to find the 
questions."

"Did you?" Buffy said not sure she understood.

"Yes."

"So what are they?"

"The answers?"

Buffy smiled, "Yes."

"The answer I came up with is, 'if I let you.'"

Buffy paused for a moment noticing her heart was beating faster then 
it had in a long time, "And the question?"

Willow paused for a moment, "Can you love me as much as I love you?"