Loving Willow More
by Rin
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"C'mere...it'll be okay..." Finishing up in the bathroom, and heading to bed, Willow found Buffy curled under the blanket in a ball. "It'll be okay...shh..."
"I can't do this anymore, Wills..." Buffy clutched to her girlfriend, glad that she was there. She'd really screwed up this time. Maybe for the last time...
"Can't do what? Be incredibly cute? I don't think that'll ever happen..." Willow kissed the top of Buffy's head, as she moved around the bed to get comfortable, keeping Buffy to her.
"You say the nicest things..." Buffy sniffled...and smiled...sorta...
"I try." Willow kissed the blonde's tears away. This big bed...and still...they were both too tired to do anything about the frustration.
"When we finally make love in this house, it'll be so beautiful." Buffy had a look of awe on her face, as she looked at Willow, tears now gone but face still red.
"It's always beautiful..." The redhead took several deep breaths, preparing herself for sleep. Tomorrow they would fix things...
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"Maybe they're right..." Xander was just lying in his bed. What else could he do? The construction job was over, and he didn't feel like getting out of bed ever again. Sure, the gang had fights on occasion...but never this bad. Never this...breaking...
"Okay, so maybe they are..." Anya curled up in bed beside Xander, and held him. That's exactly what he needed, and they both knew it. "...but that doesn't mean you aren't a good person, and a good boyfriend. We've all been dealing with things lately that's confusing, so it's not surprising that they haven't been 'available' all the time. You've still been there...and they know that...even if they don't acknowledge it. They know...just like I know you give the best orgasms."
Xander just looked at Anya. Even in her tactlessness, she could be oddly encouraging.
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"I can't believe it! All this time...thinking Buffy meant it when she said we're equals, and she goes and pulls this shit! What was she thinkin'? Doesn't she know she could've gotten us all killed? Was she on drugs? What the hell was going through her mind when she fell in with that group of hussies?? Am I the only one thinkin' lately? Am I the good slayer now?" Faith actually stopped to ponder what that felt like. She'd always been the badass slayer, while Buffy was the goody-goody. She turned to Tara, who was just watching her girlfriend pace the dorm room floor.
"I...I...I think that maybe you should try to sleep. Clearly, things have happened this year semester that have changed everybody...it's called growing up, whether we like it or not...and I think that if we just sleep it off, cool down, then we'll be able to have a calm conversation about what's really bothering us all without all the yelling." Tara was uncomfortable around the gang as a whole. She was only really comfortable with Faith, so it was awkward to be there during that hideous fight. She'd hidden in the bathroom, and not much long after, Anya joined her. At least now, she was closer to Anya...kinda... All they talked about was Giles's bathroom decorations...
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"Bugger this...I'm going to get some shut eye, old Rupe." Spike was pissed at the tele...again. They never made vampires realistic in the moving pictures.
"Right...see you in the morning..." Giles was surprised that the two Brits had actually had a decent night together. Um...a very heterosexual decent night together. They just drank alcohol, ate popcorn, and watched old movies until they were tired or passed out.
Things were sad, tempers were raised...Giles was honestly worried for the well-being of his children. He worried that they might not be able to come back from this one...
And Buffy...
She should've told them. It wasn't like her to keep that a secret...especially Willow...though it was obvious the redhead would follow Buffy anywhere, so it didn't surprise him that she kept quiet about it...but Buffy...his first charge. What was she thinking?
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"We need to take care of the situation...and fast. Beta, you take point, guard the holding cells. Alpha, you have the main hall. Spread out, and cover all entrances. I want nobody in, and nobody out. Do you understand me?" The general was following orders to the tee.
Dr. Walsh hadn't survived the heavy (and overloaded) taser blasts. She'd electrocuted to death, and now the Initiative science team was attempting to rummage through her files...but they couldn't find any of her slayer files. The ones they wanted...
...for she had kept them in a secret place. A place close to her heart...
...Riley's heart to be exact.