FIC : "Of Stakes & Spells" 13/? [w/b]

["satanslilangl" <satanslilangl@xxxxxxxxx>]

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= = = (*At A Loss For Words*) = = =

Willow awoke slowly the next morning, glad that Buffy had stayed the 
night in the dorm. She was looking forward to having Psych class 
with her again; the last time had gone so well. She rose out of 
bed, just as Buffy walked in the door. Buffy whispered 'Good 
Morning' so quietly Willow didn't even hear it. 

The Slayer cleared her throat and did it again. Willow tried to say 
it too, but no sound came out! She hopped out of bed and ran over 
to her best friend. 'I've Gone Deaf!' she tried to scream, pointing 
at her ears. Buffy shook her head, 'I think we've lost our voices', 
she mouthed. Willow nodded, but looked terrified. Buffy hugged 
her best friend tightly, wanting to show her things would be okay. 
The Witch held her tightly, but they broke apart as the phone rang.

'Hello?' she asked silently. She realized how dumb it was to answer 
a phone when she couldn't speak, not to mention the fact that the 
person on the other line was speechless too. She put the phone 
down, and turned back to her distraught friend. She gave her a 
short hug, and tugged on her shirt, pointing at the Redhead's 
droors. Willow nodded in understanding. They quickly changed, and 
slowly made their way to Giles' apartment. 

Along the way they passed a Bank with a sign that said "CLOSED", but 
a Liquor store reading "WE ARE OPEN FOR BUSINESS". It was odd to 
see that a bank couldn't function in a time like this but a small 
shop could. They passed the espresso-pump, near which was a man 
sitting on the curb with his knees pulled to his chest and a brief-
case sitting beside him. Willow reached for Buffy's hand, seeking 
comfort. The Slayer accepted it willingly, and gave her a small 
squeeze that seem to say 'Don't worry Willow, I'll fix this'. 
Willow worried that she might have been reading too much into it, but 
the look in Buffy's eye said the same thing her heart was telling her.

They passed a flock of religious people all standing in a group and 
reading from bibles together. Willow raised her eyebrows at 
Buffy. They walked along some more, until they saw a man selling 
message boards and pens for $10 each. They both seemed to have the 
same idea 'Yeah, Right!', but they both ended up buying one. They 
hurried the rest of the way back to Giles' house.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ (*Country Music That Sings From The 
Heart*) ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Buffy and Willow were in their room, working. Buffy was changing 
and getting ready to go out slaying (as Giles had asked her to with 
that incredibly terrible depiction of her), and Willow was trying to 
do some of her Nuclear Chemistry homework. They had both been 
rather bothered by the eerie silence that was floating through the 
room, and the rustling of clothes and the scratching of pens had 
become a bit annoying. So, they had turned on an out-of-Sunnydale 
radio station to cove it up. It was one of those radio stations 
that didn't have a genre; they just played whatever people wanted to 
hear. Just as Buffy had finished loading her crossbow the last 
cords of a Fiona Apple song played out, and the announcer started 
speaking. 

"And that was Fiona Apple with a song of her last album, as was 
requested by Donna with a message saying 'For all the good times, 
Jake'. Our next song is by Tim McGraw, and its been dedicated to 
Steve by Sandy. Here's 'More Then A Lover', coming at ya from the 
all request live at five!" 

Buffy's ears perked up at the first chords of the song. She 
recognized its tune from a long time ago. When she ran away to LA 
she'd worked in a small dingy little diner that loved to play country 
music. The Mangier was a huge Tim McGraw fan. From the moment she 
heard it, it made her smile, and all thoughts turned to Willow.

Buffy walked over to where the Witch had been sitting at her desk, 
and tapped her on the shoulder. Willow turned around just as the 
first lines of the song started to play.

[I've never had no one,

that I can count on,

I've been let down so many times . . .]

Buffy took her hand, and led Willow to the small open space between 
the beds. She wrapped her arms around the Witch's middle, and 
Willow (looking slightly confused), wrapped her arms around the 
blonde's waist.

[And I was tired of hurting,

So tired of searching,

'Till you walked into my life]

Buffy rested her head on Willow's shoulder, afraid of how the other 
girl would react to this. Willow just kept slowly swaying to the 
music.

[It was a feeling 

I'd never known

And for the first time, I didn't alone.]

The redhead smiled, glad to see that Buffy wanted to dance with 
her. She'd never been a very good dancer, but being asked by Buffy 
like this made her feel like she could do anything!

[You're more then a lover,

there could never be another,

to make me feel the way you do!

And Oh! We just get closer,

I fall in love all over,

Every time I look at you!

I don't know where I'd be,

Without you here with me,

Life with you makes perfect sense . . .

You're my Best Friend.]

Willow's eye teared up at that last line. This song obviously had a 
meaning to Buffy. She just thought that she'd wanted to dance with 
her. Now she realized that the Slayer knew the song, that it meant 
something to her. She hugged the blonde just a little tighter.

[You stand by me,

You believe in me,

Like nobody ever has!

When my world goes crazy,

You're right there to save me,

You make me see how much I have!

And I still tremble when we touch,

I know the look in your eyes,

When we make love!]

Both girls blushed at this, but kept dancing, holding the other 
tightly.

[You're more then a lover,

there could never be another,

to make me feel the way you do!

And Oh! We just get closer,

I fall in love all over,

Every time I look at you!

I don't know where I'd be,

Without you here with me,

Life with you makes perfect sense . . .

You're my Best Friend.]

The slowly danced, thinking of how much they wanted to song to keep 
going, for this feeling to never end. They just wanted it to last 
forever, and not have reality come crashing down around them. They 
knew the song was slowly coming to an end . . .

[You're more then a lover,

there could never be another,

to make me feel the way you do!

And Oh! We just get closer,

I fall in love all over,

Every time I look at you!

I don't know where I'd be,

Without you here with me,

Life with you makes perfect sense . . .

You're my Best Friend.

Oooooooh! You're my best friend . . .

Oh yeah! Oooooooooh!

You're my best friend . . . .]

The song slowly wound down, the last of the lyrics ringing in their 
ear like church bells tolling their last notes. They broke apart, 
Their internal thoughts a mix of fear and joy, of sadness and 
laughter, and neither knowing what to do next. Buffy put her hands 
on Willow's shoulders again, this time looking serious.

'I have to go patrol, will you be okay here?' she mouthed. Willow 
nodded, still slightly shaken by their dance, and the words of the 
song. 'Lock the door, you'll be safe here.' Buffy tenderly kissed 
Willow's cheek. Willow was sure that if it had been on her lips she 
would have fainted. She didn't think she could take much more of 
this. Buffy grabbed her crossbow and turned to leave.

'Buffy!' Willow called silently, yet Buffy seemed to hear as she 
turned around. Willow had tears running down her cheeks, cursing 
her self for her apprehension. She opened her mouth to tell Buffy 
that she Loved Her, but no words came out. The Slayer seemed to 
understand though. She walked back over to Willow, and held her 
tightly. With a delicate hand on the back of the witch's neck, 
Buffy rested her forehead against hers. She looked Willow in the 
eye, as if to see past her, through her mind, through her soul and 
straight into her heart. 

'I know . . .' Buffy mouthed. She kissed Willow on the forehead, 
and walked out the door. As the thin barrier of wood closed behind 
her, Willow sobbed silently. She rested her head against the back 
of the door, worried about the Slayer, and worried about herself 
too. Knowing the Buffy would be really mad, Willow opened the door, 
planning to fallow the Slayer on her patrol. She had a bad feeling 
about tonight . . . .

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ (*The Eyes UnSeen*)~ ~ ~ ~ 
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Willow crept along the streets quietly. Buffy was out on patrol, a 
per Giles' orders, and had asked Willow stay back in the dorms where 
it was safe. She wasn't going to just sit back while Buffy could be 
killed in a horrible and uncaring way where no one could hear her 
scream . . . so she'd fallowed Buffy (as best she could), to where 
they were now. They were in some part of Sunnydale, though it was 
the area that Willow didn't know so well. 

She watched from her hiding place in an ally as two men who had been 
fighting where trying to resort to violence. Then, out of nowhere, 
Riley shows up and disperses them. {That's not fair! He's doing 
Buffy's job! Who said he could do that?}. They she watched as one 
of the men picked up a pipe, preparing to hit the other man. Buffy 
grabbed his wrist and twisted it back. He dropped the pipe and let 
out an inaudible yell as a loud popping sound came from his wrist. 
Buffy walked towards Riley.

{Uh Oh . . . Not of the good!} Willow thought. {What are they doing 
here? Did they plan to meet here? Is this why Buffy wanted me to 
stay home?} She watched as they started talking, mouthing things to 
each other. Willow couldn't quite see what it was. It seemed 
friendly to Willow, and she was worried about how much friendlier it 
was going to get. Buffy had just started to walk away when Riley 
grabbed her, forcing her to turn around. Willow, afraid that Riley 
was going to hurt her, stepped out of her hiding place, ready to save 
Buffy from the clutches of the Evil TA. 

But to her dismay, Riley had no intentions of hurting her. He 
pulled her to him in a passionate Kiss. Willow felt numb, like all 
the air had been sucked out of the room. She couldn't breath, and 
all she could feel was tears rolling down her cheeks. She watched 
in horror as Buffy started sliding her arms up his chest, towards his 
neck. Willow choked back a silent sob, and ran back to the dorms. 
She ran and ran and ran until she had nothing left. She collapsed 
on the lawn outside Stevenson Hall, tears blurring her vision. 

{Oh Goddess, Buffy . . . . . WHY?}



As soon as Buffy felt Riley grab her and turn her around she knew 
exactly what was going to happen. She had seen it in his eyes when 
they had been mouthing things to each other. She had led him on, 
and she was sorry. But right now, all she needed to do was get out 
of there. She tried to push him off her, but he wouldn't budge. 
She pushed a bit harder, hoping he'd get the message, but still no 
movement. She slid her hands up his chest so her forearms were 
against his collar-cones, and cheated a bit by using a bit of slayer 
strength. He backed off, and she glared. If looks could kill his 
brain would have melted out of his ears.

'What?' he mouthed, his usual blank stair in place.

'I'm with someone!' she mouthed angrily. He still looked confused.

'Who?' he asked, with a look that seemed to say to embody the essence 
of 'HUH?'. She threw her arms up, and walked off in a huff. {What 
is it with guys! They think they can just run around kissing who 
ever they want?? No to mention the fact that his kisses are 
lousy . . . !} she slowly made her way back out on patrol, not 
looking foreword to getting her voice back anymore {Now I have A LOT 
of explaining to do with Riley.} she thought, not exactly eager to 
see that boy again. 





{Author's Note: So how do you like it? I know that I left it at a 
rough spot, but I had to! 'Why?' you ask? Because the next 
installment has a HIGHER RATING! I need to give out the warning so 
anyone who's reading will know to search for a story with an R 
rating. Please note that the next chapter will contain:

Willow/Tara confusion, Buffy/Tara flirting, AND . . . . !

A WILLOW/BUFFY LOVE MAKING SCENE! Whoo-Hoo, Smut with a plot! Just 
Kidding, it won't be smut . . . but it also won't be written by me. 
NO, I can't write good love scenes, so I'm leaving it in the 
IMMENSELY TRUSTWORTHY hands of the amazing and wonderful Danielle 
(hugs and kisses sweety!), and hope that 'yall don't mind too 
much. I'll be writing the story around it, just not the 
actual . . . Love Making, okay? Drop me a line, tell me what you 
think! { VixenRaign@xxxxxxxxx } I will respond if you leave me a 
letter! Thanx. BYE! VNX}