Re: Fic: Simple Choices...NC-17 Buffy/Willow (32/?)

[Flo <FlameBabyGrrl@xxxxxxx>]

great update.. I dont like willow's attitude toward faith. Someone need smack her mouth!! Enough is enough. Its Tara and Faith's business. I like to see more of Faith and Tara!! Keep writing.. 







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From: Chris <elizabethrex1@xxxxxxxxx>
To: buffywantswillow@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Sent: Mon, 25 Feb 2008 7:50 am
Subject: Fic: Simple Choices...NC-17 Buffy/Willow (32/?)



Disclaimer: All things Buffy belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and 
ots of people in expensive suits. I'm not making any money here, 
ust trying to create a happier Buffyverse for my favorite characters.
poilers: General spoilers for S5, starting with "The I in Team." Eh, 
ho am I kidding? This is really AU now.
/N: Thanks to Ivy for pre-reading and Zigpal and Lilly for the beta. 
here would be no writing without you guys. 

I don't think you have to worry about anyone laughing," Tara 
ommented, voice trembling with laughter. She scanned the living room 
nd the bodies sprawled on the floor and furniture. 
Faith's shoulders relaxed slightly. "Might go deaf from the snores, 
hough. Giles sounds like the fucking train I rode in from Boston."
Grinning, Tara lightly touched Faith's arm. "Let's let sleeping 
atchers lie, sweetie." Tara kept her voice light and joking in an 
ttempt to keep Faith calm. "Maybe the rest of the gang is in the 
itchen." She felt the muscles under her fingers tauten. Sliding her 
alm down to Faith's hand, Tara linked their fingers and dragged her 
eluctant companion across the room.
The moment the kitchen door opened, she knew their timing had been 
ood. Buffy and Willow huddled around Willow's laptop, an audience of 
nly two. "Any luck?" she asked softly. She ignored the way Faith 
tood as far behind her as their joined hands allowed.
***
Willow stifled a scream and spun around. "Tara! How long…are you…?"
She blushed when Tara grinned crookedly at her staccato speech. "We 
ust got here, Willow, and we're fine." Pulling Faith along like a 
aboose, Tara moved closer and perched on a bar stool. "Were you able 
o find anymore information on Adam?"
Staring at Tara's fingers curled around Faith's, Willow shook her 
ead. "Nothing new," she answered faintly. "Did everything....go OK 
n your end?" Her voice squeaked on the final word. Were they bonded? 
illow couldn't quite force herself to ask what they really needed to 
now.
"You mean, did me and Blondie fuck like you wanted?" Faith's bitter 
ords exploded through the room. "If you want details, Red, you're 
ut of luck. I may be a whore, but I don't kiss and tell."
Before Willow could respond, Tara did. Her head dropped forward in a 
amiliar gesture. "D-don't, Faith. Willow di-didn't m-mean it like 
hat." She peered up at Willow through a waterfall of hair. "Sh-she 
ust n-needed to know if we com-completed the b-bond."
The stutter was worse than Willow had heard in a while. Cursing the 
hole situation, she leaned against Buffy and held her hands up in 
urrender. "Yeah, I'm-"
"Shut up, Red," Faith interrupted. She let go of Tara's hand, moving 
ntil she stood between them, protectively shielding Tara with her 
ody. "I'll take care of this, T. You just sit back and relax." 
Eyes narrowing, Willow watched Faith carefully. 
"What do you need to know?" Faith asked, most of the aggression gone 
rom her voice. 
Willow gripped Buffy's hands tightly. "Did you complete the bond?" 
Faith's lips pressed together, and she took a step forward.
"Did you sleep together?" Willow clarified in a rush. 
Behind Faith, Willow saw Tara huddle further in on herself; although, 
he thought she saw a very thoughtful look on Tara's face before the 
ther girl tilted her head down. "Faith, l-let me han-handle this."
Half turning, Faith glanced at Tara's hunched form. She reached out, 
ently tucking some hair behind Tara's ear.
Willow did a little turning of her own, shooting Buffy a wide-eyed 
lance. "Is that Faith?" she asked soundlessly.
Shocked hazel eyes met hers as Buffy shrugged. 
"Yeah, Red. We did the deed." Willow spun back around at Faith's soft 
nswer. Faith's arms were wrapped tightly around her stomach. "That's 
hat you wanted, right?" She appeared to be waiting for something.
Leg bouncing nervously, Willow nodded. "Yes. That's," she coughed to 
lear her tight throat, "that's what we wanted." Her face burned, and 
he couldn't quite meet Faith's probing brown eyes. "I mean, it's 
hat we needed. We didn't want you and Tara to sleep together. That 
ould be…that's…"
"I get the picture, Red." The bitter edge was back in Faith's voice.
Willow glanced up quickly. Faith was glaring at the floor. Should she 
pologize? Willow didn't want to set Faith off again, even though she 
elt bad about pushing Faith and Tara into bed together.
Bad became worse in seconds at Faith's words. "I ain't good enough 
or T. You don't have to tell me that, Red." Faith raised her head, 
nd Willow's chest ached at the self-loathing expression on her 
ace. "T's a trouper, though. We're all ready to beat Adam now."
***
>From her position behind Willow, Buffy listened to the exchange. They 
ad to get past this. What they'd done…pimping out Faith and Tara…it 
ad a purpose. Ignoring the nausea crawling through her stomach, 
uffy focused on that thought. Whatever it took, they had to beat 
dam. "Will found something in the computer," she said, breaking the 
ilent standoff between her girlfriend and Faith. "A secret way in, 
aybe."
It wasn't enough. Faith and Willow remained frozen.
"In fact," Buffy continued, slowly climbing out of her chair, "I was 
n my way to get Giles and the gang. Wasn't I, Will?" She poked a 
inger into Willow's shoulder. 
She relaxed slightly when Willow's head nodded, and her girlfriend 
aid dazedly, "Yes." Then Willow seemed to shake herself. "Yes," she 
epeated in a louder voice. "I found the entrance to Professor 
alsh's secret lab.
Buffy winced when Willow's fingers suddenly dug into her arm.
"Hurry, Buffy. Get Giles. We need to talk about what to do next." The 
ingers tightened more, steering Buffy through the kitchen to the 
oor. 
Taking the not so subtle hint, Buffy stepped through the door and 
ade her way to the couch where Giles lay curled up, clutching a 
aded pillow. "Hey, Giles," she said softly, reaching over the back 
o lightly touch his arm.
Giles jerked violently at the contact. Sitting up in one smooth 
ovement, he stared wildly around the room. "What? What?"
His actions woke Xander and Anya. Two groans sounded in concert from 
he armchair across the room. 
"Wake up, guys." Buffy ignored the chorus of yawns and 
rumbles. "Willow wants us all in the kitchen for a strategy session. 
he found us a way in." She smiled grimly. "Faith and Tara completed 
heir bond. We're ready as soon as we have a plan."
Giles rolled off the couch, combing a hand through his rumpled 
air. "Excellent. Are the girls…" His words trailed off, and he 
oughed in discomfort.
"Just a hint…to everyone," Buffy said, looking directly at 
ander, "don't say anything about how the bond happened. Faith is a 
ittle touchy." That was an understatement, but Buffy didn't want to 
ake an issue of an already difficult situation. "Let's just leave it 
t: the bond is there and move on."
Buffy turned toward the kitchen and stopped after only a step. The 
ack door had just opened and closed. 
"Is something wrong, my dear?" Giles moved up beside her.
There weren't any sounds of distress from the kitchen. "I don't think 
o," Buffy answered slowly. "I think Mom and Graham may have gotten 
ack." Just in case, she grabbed a heavy candlestick from a bookcase 
n her way to the kitchen door. 
***
Faith watched Buffy leave the room and then looked at Willow. 
heir `moment' was over. Willow was back at the keyboard. Over her 
houlder, Faith saw images flowing across the screen. 
"I told you no one would laugh," Tara whispered softly. 
Looking down, Faith smiled slightly. "Couldn't resist the `I told you 
o,' huh, T?" She hopped up onto the stool next to Tara. "Xander 
in't here yet. I still got a chance to be right." Although, she 
eally didn't think he'd be laughing. Fantasizing was more likely.
Tara shook her head. "We're getting ready to plan the attack. He'll 
e too busy accessing his soldier memories."
"Anya, then?" Faith made one more try. 
A blonde eyebrow shot up, and Tara giggled.
The sound had Faith grinning. "OK. You're right. She'll probably want 
o give us pointers or join in." Leaning her elbows on the counter 
ehind her, Faith waited impatiently for Buffy to come back. She was 
ore than ready to get out of the safe house and go after Adam. 
"Anya does have a lot of experience, you know." Tara bumped her 
houlder. "If we asked, she and Xander might do a clinic for us."
Faith's head whipped around. "What the fuck?" Tara had been big with 
he blushing and stuttering a few minutes ago. Now she was talking 
ex without a hint of embarrassment. "Blondie, you wouldn't-" She 
roke off as the back door opened. 
"Could you ladies give us a hand? I think I bought out the entire 
tore." Joyce disappeared as quickly as she'd arrived. 
"Come on, Faith, let's go." Tara took her hand and started for the 
oor. 
Buffy nearly knocked her over, barreling through the door, 
andlestick clutched in her right hand.
Faith pulled Tara closer, gripping her shoulders and keeping her from 
alling. "Watch what the fuck you're doing, B." Keeping a stabilizing 
and on Tara's back, she continued toward the back door. "Your mom's 
ere with food. Put down the candlestick, Colonel Mustard, and do 
omething useful."
*** 
With everyone pitching in, the groceries were out of the car and on 
he counters in no time.  Joyce began unpacking while the rest of the 
roup got down to business. 
"I found the entrance to the lab," Willow told them excitedly. "It's 
n the caves on the edge of campus." She pressed her finger against 
he computer screen, tracing a tiny corridor on the schematics. "It's 
ard to tell from the Initiative blueprints, but…I'm pretty sure this 
rea here is the lab." 
Graham disagreed. "I've been there. These are offices, mostly 
cientists and a few of the lower-level officers." He leaned over her 
houlder and pointed. "There's nothing past that point."
"Really?" Willow turned on him, angry at his doubt. "Then explain why 
ou need air ducts and electrical conduits? Do they pump air and 
lectricity to solid rock?"
She waited for him to answer. Seeming confused, Graham looked at the 
lueprint again. "I…I don't know. Are you sure they don't go 
omewhere else? One of the labs or offices?"
Buffy gripped Willow's shoulder before she could respond. "If you're 
ight, Willow, we can sneak in through those caves and take Adam by 
urprise." 
Letting Buffy take the lead, Willow listened to her girlfriend start 
lanning. "Graham, will any of the Initiative troops help us out? We 
ay be able to get in; I'd feel better, though, if we could maybe 
istract Adam with some activity at the other entrances. Have some of 
our guys try to get in via the elevator and make a big production of 
oving the rocks at the sewer entrance."
Graham nodded. "I think so. Me and Ry served with some of the unit on 
 few other assignments. It won't be many, though. Eight…nine at 
ost."
"Go." Willow nearly giggled at the commanding tone Buffy used. 
It worked well on Graham. He jumped up immediately. 
"I don't want to risk bringing them here, Graham," Buffy 
ontinued. "Get them ready and hit the base at nine in the morning." 
"In the morning?" Willow tapped Buffy on the shoulder. "During the 
ay? Someone might see."
"Which is why Adam won't be expecting that," Buffy explained. "I want 
s much of an-"
"I hate to burst your bubble, B," Faith interrupted. "Tomorrow won't 
ork."
Willow beat Buffy to the punch. "Why? Do you have somewhere more 
mportant to be?"
She could see the muscles in Faith's jaw flex as the other girl 
lenched her teeth. "No, Red. I don't." Faith smirked. "If you hadn't 
een so hot to get me and T into bed, I coulda told you what I found 
ut on my tour of the college."
Faith paused. This time, Willow was the one grinding her teeth. "And 
ust what was it you found out?"
"Nothing much." Willow doubted the truth of Faith's words as her 
mirk grew. "Just that the Marines are about to blow up those caves 
ou want to use."
 


illow: "It's a good fight, Buffy, and I want in."
uffy:  "I kinda love you."
                     —'Choices'
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