FIC: What you decide

["angel ruiz" <montevallo64@xxxxxxxxxxx>]

Title: What you decide

Disclaimers: I don't own Buffy and Co., Joss does. (Lucky bastard)

Notes: [ ] means thinking, and "" means speaking.  Also Mr. Pointy is the name of Buffy's favorite stake. And I know it doesn;t take two weeks to get anywhere froma bus top, but please for the sake of my fic, just pretend :)

 

 

Buffy Summers sat down on her bed and gave a sigh that even the gods couldn't compete with. [Why can't anything in Sunnydale be simple?] The blonde chuckled as she thought about the question. [Hello! Sunnydale! Man, I'm out of it.] She frowned again, her problems catching up with her by the ringing of the telephone. The blonde answered it silently wondering what had happened now, the end of the world? A new master?

 

"Hello?"

 

"Hey Buff!"  Buffy's throat went dry. [She never calls me Buff!]

 

 "What's wrong Willow? Are you okay? Did something happen?"

 

"Calm down nothings wrong."

 

"Okay. So what's up?"  There was a pause, and what Buffy thought to be sniffling. "Wills?"

 

"I- can you come over to my house? Right now?"

 

"Yeah, be there really soon."

 

"Thanks. Bye."

 

"Bye."  [I wonder what Willow wants.]

 

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Willow started crying as soon as Buffy said bye. [How could this happen?] The phone slipped from the red heads hands, clattering to the floor. [Get a grip Rosenberg! You-]

 

KNOCK! KNOCK!

 

[Buffy!] Willow raced over to the door and threw it open.

 

"Buffy!"

 

"Will-what? I thought that you said?

 

"I knew you would end up hurting soemone or yourself  if you were upset." Then without warning the redhead was sobbing in Buffy's arms.

 

"Tell me what happened." Willow haltingly told the tale as Bufy navigated them over to the couch.

"So let me get this straight." Willow winced at the blonde's choice of words. "Sorry. She said that she needs space. And you said that before this everything had been going all right?" Willow shook her head yes. "It sounds to me like she just needs time to sort through some stuff." [I'll kill her for hurting Willow!] "But even I know that doesn't sound like Tara." Willow's grip tightened, threatening to cut off Buffy's airsupply.  "Maybe she needs time to deal with her family? She never really-" Buffy stopped not wanting to upset Willow anymore.

 

"Why did she- I just don't understand! Last night it seemed like everythign was fine! We- we made love and said we loved each other then went to sleep, and now this!" Willow tears reappeared.

 

[What is wrong with Oz and Tara?! Do they not know how special Willow is!!]

"Shh. It'll be okay." Buffy felt her heartbreaking again, watching her beloved cry over another lost love. [I wish  I could just hold her till she feels better.]

 

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The dark room was surrounded with shadows, each unmoving, silently cloaking a single figure. The lithe form rose from a straw chair and silently picked up a picture of a blonde and a redhead. If there was anyone else in the room they would have seen tears making a silent trek down the figure's face as the picture was placed into a coat pocket.  Moments later a black bag was picked up, one last look was given to the now barren room before the figure walked out, all the while wishing to stay.

 

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[She left me.] Willow was sitting on the floor, still as a statue. [She left me.] Earlier that evening Willow had heard a knock and opened the door to her dorm room to find an envelope addressed to her with a familiar handwriting. She'd closed the door and slid down it onto the floor. Willow knew that she should read the letter, but just held it in her hands, stareing at it.

[She left me.]

 

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Buffy ducked as a vamp tried to kick her, sending him sprawling to the ground. She quickly introduced him to Mr. Pointy. A figure started clapping, causing Buffy to spin around.

 

"Impressive."

 

"Yeah, well your not."  She started to walk away, but the man stopped her with a strong hand.

 

"I don't know who you think you are, but get your hands off of me if you want to keep them."  The tall, polishly dressed, man let Buffy's arm go.

 

"The names Michael. I wouldn't be so sure that I'm not impressive."  [Weirdo.] Buffy rolled her eyes, and the "man" called Michael vanished.  Buffy shook her head, glancing at her watch. [It's late, maybe I was just imagining a good looking guy simply clapping for me then vanishing.] Buffy raced back to the dorm to find Willow sitting on the floor.

 

"Wills?" The red head looked up at her uncertainly. "What happened Willow?" The blonde noticed the letter. "What's it say?"  Willow dropped hte letter and started to cry. Buffy leaned down and picked Willow up, and gently set her down on the bed. "Hey it's- well it's not all right, but we'll get through it." Willow stopped shaking, and Buffy reached out, removing the tears from her friends face with her thumb. Willow smiled her thanks.

 

"I haven't open it. I couldn't bring myself to. I know this is stupid of me to ask, but read it? Please?" Buffy walked back over to the letter and picked it up.  [This is probably something I shouldn't read.] The blonde opened it and read it, not noticing the tears trickle down her face until one landed on the paper.

 

"Buffy?" The blonde wiped her eyes. [She can't read this! Not right now. She'd be destroyed!]

 

"Umm it says:

Dear Willow, I love you so, so much... it pains me greatly to have to tell you this in a letter.. but I have to go. I need to work some things out... I love you. Please don't forget  that. Yours always, Tara." Buffy quickly folded the letter and stuffed it into her back pocket. [Poor Tara!] Buffy felt preverted for reading some of the things in the letter, things that were meant only for Willow's eyes. [I can't believe that after Oz and everything she could leave Willow.] It was obvious to Buffy that it had been very difficult for Tara to write the letter, and for her to be the one leaving, Buffy knew that the blonde wicca was crushed. [Those dried tears drops on the paper.] Buffy went and sat down next to Willow.

 

"I'm here for you Willow. No matter what. Please don't shut me out this time."  Willow smiled at Buffy, her eyes glistening with tears.

 

"Thank you."

 

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Life continued on for the two best friends friends. Buffy ocassionally thinking about Tara,a dn how she could now be with Willow. And Willow wondering why she wasn't as broken hearted as she thought she would be. Why whenever Buffy was around her face seemed to outshine a christmas tree.

 

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Willow stared at the letter she had just read. [Goddess! Tara! And Buffy!] Willow remembered the tears rolling down the blonde's face. [She was so sweet trying to protect me.] Willwo felt torn between ther two blondes. On the one hand she loved Tara, but her first cincern was always Buffy. On the other hand Tara loved her, but was gone because of that. And Buffy... [I know that I should wait, but being around Buffy is so hard.] She had recently noticed that she was looking for any excuse to touch the slayer. Now she felt low, to be moving on so quickly, but there was nothing she could do about it. [It's always been Buffy. Since that 1st day.] Willow set Tara's letter down on her dresser. [Tonight. I'm going to talk to her.]

 

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Michael watched as the blonde turned a corner, and quickly picked up his pace. He turned the corner only to find a fist waiting for him.

 

"You have got to stop meeting my fist like that- no wait. That was funny, keep up the good work." Michael stood up.

 

"Whatever makes you happy."

 

"As much as I enjoy my fist meeting your face, but why every night? Can't you take a hint and leave? Never mind, what are you doing?"

 

"Strolling, walking, enjoying the nice moon light." Buffy quickly slammed him against thhe brick wall.

 

"I don't like being followed." She pressed her arm against his voice box, slowly cutting off his air. "Leave. Me. Alone. Got it? Or the next nice moonlit stroll you'll be on will be your last."

He shook his head, and she let go. Michael coughed trying to get air back into his lungs.

 

"Damn your strong," And with that he said a few words, completeing a spell. "And now your mine." he quickly pulled the blonde to him, and covered her lips with his own in a searing kiss. Buffy wrapped her arms around his neck, adn fought for dominance in the kiss. Michael broke it, grinning. "No. I make the decisions." He grabbed Buffy's hand, and hurridly dragged her back to his hotel.

 

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Tara watched the sun peek out from behind the tree line. She rose, letting her emotions guide her. [Have to find father and brother.]

 

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Michael pushed Buffy off, and reached into his pocket for his keys. A pair of hands joined his own in his pockets, although not for the purpose of finding the keys. [Fuck it.] He magicked the door open, and pulled Buffy's hands out of his pockets, pulling her into the room, and kicked the door shut. Buffy just grinned at him. [Yes!] He shoved Buffy onto the bed, and quickly covered her body with his own. The blonde reached up and pulled his lips back to hers. Michael moved his hands over Buffy's body, loving each groan the blonde s made in response to his attention. In a move that could only be called a slayer's Buffy reversed their places, and began kissing his neck, her lips on a slow journey of exploration.

 

"Enough!"

 

Michael  grabbed Buffy's shirt and pulled it off. He licked lips, and pulled the blonde to him. Buffy gasped as he slowly began to make his way down her neck to her breasts. The soft moans let Michael know that Buffy was enjoying his attention to much to notice he had pushed her back into the bed and was now on top of her.

 

"Michael!"

 

The scream as he sucked her nipple into his mouth drove him on to remove his hands from her hips, and nearly tear off her pants.

 

"Please Michael! Please!" He grinned. [A night of fun.]

 

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Buffy woke to find herself alone in a strange bed. [Uh oh. This can't be good.]

 

" I see you've woken up."

 

"What's going on?" Michael laughed and sat down in a chair beside the kind sized bed.

 

"You must have had a really good time if you can't remember last night. Ofcourse I could point out that God and the other hotel guests could tell you though."  Images flashed into Buffy's mind. [Not good! Slept with-]

 

"What are you? Your not human." Michael stood, towering over Buffy.

 

"I'm the best you'll ever get." Buffy pulled the sheets up more securely over her body when she saw the leer in his smile.

 

"In your dreams. Don't ever bother me again, or I swear to whatever is holy that you will regret it." She quickly picked up her clothes and rushed out the door, cluthcing the sheet to her.

 

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"I know. She probably just needed time to think. Yes, I''ll call you when she gets in. thanks Giles." [Really starting to get worried now. Where are you B-]

 

"Hey."

 

"Buffy!" Willow ran over and hugged the slayer. "Where have you been?! I was worried sick about you."

 

"I-"

 

"You could have called!"

 

"Sorry Wills." Buffy walked over to the dresser adn got out some p.j.'s "I'm gonna  get some sleep. No classes for Buffy today."

 

"Okay. I'm going to call Giles and let him know you are safe." Willow watch Buffy get settled in bed, then quietly left running down to the lounge payphone.

"Giles? Yeah. She's okay. Actually she didn't say. I'll find out. See ya later."

 

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"Tara!"

 

"Hello father."  Teh middle aged man smirked at his daughter.

 

"So you finally came to your senses. Now your nome, where your supposed to be."

 

"Yes father." The blonde wicca's slight form seemed to shrink.

 

"You can start by doing the dishes, and-" Mr. Maclay turned back to Tara looking at ehr peasant blouse and skirt with disdain. "First though, go and change into something more practical."

 

"Okay." With the whispered word Tara went back to her old room, and quickly undressed. She pulled a random dress out of the closet.

 

"Ow!" She bent down and rubbed her toe where  she had stepped on something. "What is that?" She picked up a ring. [Willow.]

"My head! Oh!" Tara quickly casted a counter acting spell. "Oh crap." [Michael that vengence demon. He- Dad!] Tara threw her clothes back on adn ran down the starirs.

"Dad! Dad!" [Og Goddess please tell me I didn't have a chance to-]

 

"What? Why aren't you in your normal clothes?" [Thank you goddess.]

 

"Dad I have to go."

 

"I won't allow that. Your place is here."

 

"I'm sorry." Tara walked out the door, barely remembering to grab her bag, and quickly headed back to the bus station, back to Sunnydale. [Don't let me be to late to-] She quickly cut her thoughts off not wanting to upset herself.

 

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"Buffy?" Willow closed the door quietly, and found Buffy still asleep. She found herself moving automatically over to the blonde's side. "I was so worried about you." Her gaze turned to the blonde's slumbering face. "I'm so stupid, I can't eve say it now, how am I supposed to tell you when your awake!" One look at Buffy's sleeping face convinced the witch again. "I love you." Willow leaned into gently kiss Buffy on the lips, but was shocked when Buffy kissed back. Willow tried to jerk back, but Buffy brought her arms around Willow holding her in place. [Goddess!] Willow was surprised again when buffy deepened the kiss, the sweet carresses causing her to moan. Finally Buffy relented her hold on Willow, letting the embrassed girl go.

 

"I love you too."

 

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(Two weeks later)

 

Tara checked her watch for the millionth time. [Tomorrow.] The California state sign popped up. [Welcome yoruself. It's taken me to weeks to get here. I have to get to Sunnydale to help Willow!]

 

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Willow hugged Buffy and quickly hung up the phone.

"That was Giles. He says-" Kiss. "There is a meeting tomorrow." Kiss. "So I'm just gonna go and write it on the calendar."

 

"But itr's tomorrow! Surely you'll rememeber." Willow gave her a look. "What? We weren't late for the last couple of meetings!" Willow smirked and got up, but was stopped by Buffy's hand on hers. "But that means you have to leave me alone." Willow smiled at her lover's antics.

 

"Buffy."

 

"I'll come with."  [This is so cool getting to act stupid lovey dovey like this.]

 

"All right, our calender now says the 16th meeting at the Magic Box."

 

"Sixteenth?"

 

"Yep." [Sixteenth! Not good.] "What is it Buffy?" Worrie dby the panicked _expression_ on Buffy's face, and the vice like grasp on her hand.

 

"Nothing." She suddenly started grinning. "You know what this means. It's been two weeks now!"

 

"I hadn't noticed. Could be all the time we spend in bed, not that I'm complaining. Now come on let's go back to bed."

 

"Actually I think I'm going to go and see about a present for a certain soemone." Willow's smiled brightened even more, if it was even possible.

 

"Prezzies??" Buffy chuckled.

 

"If you let me go."

 

"Okay." 

 

"Love you."

 

"Bye, bye! Love you!"

 

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Tara practically ran back to her dorm, quickly placing her bag inside the closet. [I have to- Oh go! No!] Tara knew when a large speel had been cast, and she knew when it was on someone close ot her. [Willow! Damn Michael he cast a spell on her to bring WIllow under his thrall.]

 

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Buffy walked around the grocery store aisles, looking for the pregnancy tests. [Never thought I would be doing this.] She quickly reached the correct aisle adn stood in shock, gaping at all of the different kinds of tests. She grabbed one at random and paid for it at the register, hoping no one recognized her.

 

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"Excuse me? Are you lost?" Willow sat up as a woman in black sunglasses walked into the room.

 

"Willow it's me!"

 

"Buffy what are you? Why?"

 

"It's part of the surprise." [Great going Summers! Nothing like wearing sunglasses at night to avoid suspicious behavior!]  "Would you go and pick up something to drink?"

 

"Yeah."

 

"And some food too! I have everything else we need right here." [Please don't ask to look in the bag!]  "Here's some money. Give me an hour, 'k babe?" [I know I have some candles and romantic music Willow hasn't heard around here somewhere.]

 

"All right. See ya in an hour." [Isn't she cute trying to find reasons for me to leave so she can set up for our anniversary!]

 

"Love ya." Buffy locked the door as soon as Willow closed it. "Now for the hard part."

 

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Tara ran as fast as she could. [Okay left.]

 

BAM!!

 

"I'm sorry i didn't mean to..."

 

"Willow!"  The redhead stood up.

 

"Tara!"

 

"Are you okay?"

 

"I'm fine Tara. I-"

 

"We need to go somewhere we can talk. How about the library?"

 

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"One line means not, two lines means something very not funny." Buffy sat down asn waited for the allotted time to pass. [Please don't let me be pregnan! I'll be the best slayer. Never miss another meeting. I'll pay attention to Giles.]

 

DING!

 

Buffy looked at the test. [Oh God.]

 

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"So your back."

 

"I had to come back because there is this demon named Michael on the loose. He's a vengence demonm and he cast a spell onme to make me go kill my dad and brother." Willow gasped. "And I found the ring you gave me for our anniversary, it let me manage to break out from under the spell, I casted a spell to make sure I was out of his control."

 

"So your all right, and so is your dad and brother?"

 

"Yes, but Michael he has seen you. he mentioned about having someone. Please don't get mad at me, but have you met Michael? I know he casted a spell because I can feel it."

 

"Tara I haven't met a Michael since school started."

 

"Are you sure it would have been about two weeks ago that he casted the spell."

 

"Two weeks?" Willow felt the air leae her lungs. [That's right around when Buffy and I got together.]

 

"Willow please this is serious!" Tara grabbed Willow's hand and instantly realized her mistake. "It wasn't you, but he didn't see anyone but you or-" [Buffy!]

 

"She's at our dorm!" The two witches raced out the doors.

 

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Buffy stared in shock. [I-]

 

"Buffy!" Willow and Tara opened the door and looked around the room as Buffy walked out of the bathroom.

 

"Tara?!"

 

"I need to ask you something."

 

"Why? You're probably here to hurt Willow again!"

 

"I'm not! I need to know if you met someone named Michael recently?"

 

"Yes." [Bad. Bad.]

 

"What happened between the two of you?"

 

"What do you mean 'what happened'?"

 

"Did he cast a spell on you?" Buffy turned her back and sat down on the bed.

 

"Buffy?"

 

"Why do you need to know?"

 

"Because he might have done something to you and I don't want you to suffer any consequnces!" Willow's mind flashed back to Buffy coming out of the bathroom.

 

"I-" Willow started to walk to the bathroom. "Willow no!" She tried to beat Willow to the bathroom, but the redhead was already there. [If he hurt her I swear- Oh my god!] buffy pulled Willow out of the bathroom and shut the door.

"I didn't want you to find out."

 

"Find out what? Willow what is she talking about?" Buffy and Willow turned around, remembering Tara.

 

"That she is pregnant."

 

"Wait a minute I don't understand why should it matter, unless it's the demons?" Willow looked down.

 

"We're going out now." Tara just blinked. "Tara?"

 

"I have to leave." The blonde witch left the room. Buffy locked the door behind the girl.

 

"Willow I have to tell you something." Willow whirled around, anger causing her eyes to turnm to a dark forest green.

 

"Another lie?!"

 

"Willow!"

 

"No Buffy, this whole time, you lied to me!"

 

"He cast a spell on me!"

 

"That night. It was the one when you- did you mean anything you've said to me?!"

 

"Willow I do love you!" Buffy stepped towards Willow, but the redhead backed away.

 

"It's probably just a spell."

 

"It's not! And I'm-"

 

"I can't do this Buffy. Oz, Tara, they left, but they didn't lie to me." Buffy grabbed WIllow by her shoulders.

 

"Willow. Listen to me. It was one time, he casted a spell on me, I didn't have a choice."

 

"Buffy I could get over the, but now there's a child and you tried to stop me from finding out. You don't really love me. If you did you would have come to me for help!"

 

"Willow I just didn't want to cause you any unnecessary pain i I wasn't pregnant!"

 

"But your ARE!"

 

"I'm not."

 

"You-what?!"

 

"I'm not."  Willow sat down on the floor.

 

"Your not?"

 

"Totally not. I just did not want you to get upset. I needed to find out first. I would have told you. I love you, and I know that you would have helped me through it. I need that. Your love and support. No demon spell in the world would ever take my feelings for you away from me. I. Love. You. Now. And. Forever." Willow threw her arms around the blonde slayer. [she was just trying to protect me.]

 

"I love you too." The two kissed.

 

"What about Tara?"

 

"What about her?"

 

"She came back, she still loves you."

 

"Your right  She came back because she thought I was the one the demon had casted a spell on. But she realized it wasn't me."

 

"Did you, did you find out why she left?"  Willow nodded.

 

"Michael, had cast a spell on her. He wanted her to kill her father and brother, for kicks I guess."  Buffy sat quitely listening. "She so she came back to help. Buffy?"

 

"I knew she didn't want to leave you. It was in her letter, and now she's back.

 

"Buffy. Look at me." The blonde did as requested. "I read the letter. I know that. Her ist concern was me, and I wish I could say that I would do what she did, but she has never been my first concern. You have, I love you." Buffy got up and walked over to the opposite side of the room.

 

"But you guys are together. She onlyleft because of the spell. You should be with her." Willow stood up, and crossed the room.

 

"Buffy Summers listen to me! I love you, not Tara! You, you, you, you, you!" She accented each word, with a poke of her finger. "You are my life! Do you understand that! You!"

 

"Willow."

 

"What?"

 

"I believe you. Just don't poke me anymore!" And then the two shared the sweetest kiss imaginable.

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