Disclaimers: Standard things such as: I don not own any characters from the show “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” Joss does. I also do not own the song used in this fic Jessica Simpson or her label or something to that effect does.
A/N: I have taken a few liberties with the timeline. So don’t worry if you haven’t seen past ‘Entropy’.
If We Fall in Love
Willow turned her stereo up. These days the only thing that held Willow’s interest was the different stations in Sunnydale. Willow paused, ignoring her babble/rant that was going on in her mind, listening to the lyrics of the new song.
[It states perfectly how I feel. How can anyone know how I am feeling? Tara has to hear this song!]
Willow got out of bed, turning her radio off also. The redhead looked around Tara and her’s room, searching for a clean piece of clothing.
[I guess I stopped caring about everything when Tara left. There is nothing in here I can wear. Might as well go see Buffy now.]
Willow crossed their room; Willow refused to call it anything other than her and Tara’s. Memories coated every inch of the wall, for Willow it could never be hers alone, not after sharing her life with Tara in it.
[Goddess I miss her so much.]
Willow knocked on the door to Buffy’s room. She then proceeded to walk in without waiting for her friend to reply.
“Buffy I need to borrow a cd.”
“Willow!! What if I had been changing or something? You can’t just walk into my room whenever you want! I mean you can, but not without me answering. You know you are my best friend. Always welcome in my room. Somebody shut me up please!!”
Buffy hid her hands behind her back, hoping that Willow hadn’t heard who she had been on the phone with.
“Whatever. Listen I need to borrow a cd. Jessica something, sounds like that one cartoon show where the dad chokes his son.” Willow was tapping her foot, impatient to have the cd in her hands.
“Jessica Simpson?” Buffy wondered why on earth Willow would want that cd. Wills had never seemed to be interested in the pop singer before.
“That’s it!” Willow was showing more enthusiasm than she had since Tara had left.
“Wow Will! You must really like Jess- THE SONGS if you want to borrow it.”
Buffy wanted to smack herself for implying that Willow might find Jessica Simpson hot.
[I hope Tara didn’t hear that little slip. I mean even if she did what are the chances that she knows what Jessica Simpson looks like.]
“Which one?” Buffy silently angled her body so that Willow couldn’t see the telephone as she looked through her cd case.
“Can We Fall In Love Again?”
The cds went flying through the air with the telephone close behind.
“What?! No! There was no falling in love in the first place! SO there can be no falling in love again!”
Buffy raced to her dresser, which the phone had landed on, praying that the phone had clicked off during flight.
[Oh man! The phone is on. Maybe she hung up?] Buffy put the phone up to her ear not hearing any noise.
“T- Are you still on the line?”
[Please tell me she hung up! Please!]
“I- I is it true?”
“No! Can I call you back? I promise to fill you in on the uh, stuff we were talking about earlier.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t mean it. She said, and I thought. I’m just sorry. Bye.”
“You don’t have to be sorry. Bye.”
But Tara had already clicked off the line. Buffy turned around to find Willow staring at her.
“I was on the phone, and- which cd is it that you want?”
“Jessica Simpson’s.”
Buffy started picking up the scattered cds.
“I know that, but there are two.”
“Oh.” Willow sat down on the bed, carefully avoiding a few of the cds. “The one with ‘Can We Fall In Love Again?’”
“Couldn’t you have said that in the first case?”
“I did.”
Buffy had finished picking up the cds, holding the one Willow asked for in her hand.
“No. You didn’t. You nearly scared the hell out of T-the person on the phone.”
[Crap, Willow is not stupid she is going to notice that I almost said Tara.]
Willow ignored her friend, reaching fro the cd.
“Thanks.”
The redhead started out the door, but once again saw her reflection.
“Do you think I could borrow some clothes too? I kinda haven’t been up to doing stuff that I shared with- doing stuff.”
“Of course!”
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[If I was the insecure type I would be very worried about what I heard while on the phone with Buffy.]
Tara sighed, sitting down in her standard dorm issued chair.
“Face it, you were jealous. Not to mention a little hurt.”
Tara had called Buffy to hear about how Willow had been doing. No one knew, but after getting over the hurt and sadness of Willow’s spells Tara had called the house weekly at designated times.
[I was lucky that when I called the first time Buffy was the one that answered the phone.]
It had been at 2 am, Tara hadn’t been able to catch more than a few hours sleep at a time, if at all since she had left Willow. She had needed, even if it was from someone other than her love, that Willow was safe. So she had called. Buffy filled her in on what she knew, and even talked about how much Buffy missed her.
[I know that I have upset Dawnie, not asking about Willow. But I know that she wouldn’t be able to keep it a secret from Willow.]
It wasn’t like she didn’t want Willow to know that she loved her, because she did, with everything that she was and ever could be. Tara didn’t want to give Willow false hope. The blonde knew that she couldn’t stay with Willow if her ex-lover started using dark magic once more, so Tara didn’t ask about Willow when she was out with Dawn. She saved all her concerns for her phone time with Buffy.
[I don’t know how much more I can go on without her.]
There had been times when Tara needed to see Willow, so desperate that she had even followed Willow to one of the hacker’s classes. Now was one of those times. After hearing Willow on the other line, it seemed like it had been at least a hundred years since she had seen the gorgeous redhead.
[Willow followed me to one of mine, so it’s not like I’m a stalker or anything, just the once.]
There had even been a coffee date.
[Not date! I wish it had been though.]
It actually would have turned into one, Tara had decided, if Anya hadn’t of interrupted them.
[I want her here with me. Right now.]
Buffy had been telling Tara about Willow’s determination and dedication to stop using magic. Tara had felt her heart swell with pride.
[My Willow never does anything half-assed.]
Buffy had made it seem like Willow was doing so well. And it made her want to kiss Willow for her good work, but she couldn’t not until she was sure that her love would never abuse magic.
Tara got up from her seat, turning off all of her lights. She then pulled the covers back on her bed, ignoring her mind’s call for her love to hold her through the night.
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Willow placed the freshly ironed clothes next to the cd beside her bed.
[I’ve learned to control myself. I can even be in the shop without wanting to cast. Buffy and the other’s leave me alone. Not following me everywhere.]
Willow climbed into bed. She looked down at her attire, still pajamas.
[Ecch! When I get back from Tara’s tomorrow I am SO doing laundry. Well if it goes all right, otherwise who knows how long it will be before I am ready to see the laundry room again.]
Willow snuggled down into the covers, but still couldn’t get warm.
[I miss my vixen.]
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[Here I go.]
Willow knocked on the door before her, pleading to any gods listening to let Tara hear her out. The redhead was still pleading when the door swung open to reveal a sight for sore eyes.
[Sleep Tara! Those adorable sleepy eyes, and the yawns that-]
Willow shook her head clearing her mind of her vixen-y thoughts.
“Hi!” Willow winced at the level of perkiness in her voice.
“Hi Will.” Tara clutched her bathrobe close to her body, not wanting the doorway to get a free peep at her.
“I was, there, and- hi.”
Tara chuckled, running her hand through her hair.
“I’m making you nervous! I’m sorry Tara I just want to talk. Nothing else.”
The grin that spread across Tara’s face confused Willow, but nonetheless made the redhead grin also.
“There is nothing to be nervous about. I was worried about bed head that’s all.”
Willow’s hands gripped the cd harder, her heart hammering in her chest.
“It’s cute, good look for you. Very sexy.” Willow groaned, mentally slapping her forehead. Tara ducked her head, her hair sweeping in, to cover her blush.
“Will.” The blonde hesitated only a moment before inviting her ex into her dorm.
“So what do you need?”
[You, Tara.]
“I wanted you to hear this song. It describes us perfectly I think.”
“You want me to listen to a song?” Suddenly the conversation she had heard on the phone sprang to mind.
“All right.”
Willow walked over to the cd player, but stopped remembering that it wasn’t her room.
“Can I?” She gestured at the cd player, Tara nodded her head, and Willow set the cd in the tray, then clicked to the track she wanted.
The music started timidly, barely able to keep from being labeled as slow, but seemed to flow with the words.
So faithfully
Holding tight to every dream I thought our love would ever be
As the scent of hope slips through my fingers, plain for me to see
I can feel now in your eyes the changing way you look at me
Where's the love we knew would last us eternally
And will your arms still hold me
And your eyes console me
Baby, please don't turn your back and just pretend
That your heart still needs me
And your soul completes me
Can we find a way to fall in love again
It's hard for you
When your heart has opened up to feelings that you never knew
Never thinking that you'd doubt our love, you don't know what to do
I'd give anything, my heart, my soul if I could pull you through
Just to find again my love we hold so true
And will your arms still hold me
And your eyes console me
Baby, please (Baby please) don't turn your back and just pretend
That your heart still needs me
And your soul completes me
Can we find a way to fall in love again
And as every night goes by
With every lonely tear I cry
It's so clear to me
I need you by my side
[Oh god, Will! I need you by my side also!]
And will your arms still hold me
And your eyes console me
Baby, please (baby please) don't turn your back and just pretend
Oh, that your heart still needs me
And your soul completes me
Can we find a way to fall in love again
Can we find a way to fall in love again
Oh baby, I need you to love me
For the rest of my life
If we fall in love again
Would you love me for the rest of my life
If we fall in love again (ohhh)
If we fall in love again
Would you love me for the rest of my life
If we fall in love again (again, oh yeah)
If we fall in love again (yeah, ohh, baby, would you love me)
If we fall in love again (ohh)
If we fall in love again
If we fall in love again
The cd player cut off, leaving the dorm room silent.
“Can you ever trust me enough to let me in again? Could you ever fall in love with me again?” Willow bit her lips as Tara remained silent
[Please baby, I need you.]
“Willow I could never love you for the rest of your life.”
Willow drew her arms around herself, trying to stop the chill that spread through her body, dangerously numbing her to Tara’s words.
[I can’t breathe. That isn’t what- baby how could you never love me again? My heart beats for yours alone. I’m going to die. She doesn’t love me.]
“There’s only forever baby.”
edited because my computer didn't put in little stars that seperated the scenes :(
Edited by: xita
at: 6/5/02 12:30:59 am
I've never heard that song before, now I'm curious to hear what it sounds like. Thanks for sharing!!
at: 6/5/02 7:03:29 am