When I heard the noise from the door, I glanced through the doorway that connected the main room with the smaller in which I'd been waiting and thinking. Wesley hadn't said much since he brought me back to life not very long ago, so I was still rather confused.
As my gaze fell on the two new people in the room, my breath caught at the irony and, well, the potential awkwardness. I hadn't seen Oz since he'd been a wolf trying to eat me, and Willow...well, that would just be a touchy situation. Nevertheless, I stepped into the room, letting my hair fall in front of my face as I entered the firelight.
"You ask the girl who just came back from the dead how she's feeling? I'd fill you in, but I think Wesley expects to have time to talk sometime before next year, and that's about how long my answer would take. But you, Will, h-how've you been?"
My stutter reemerged as the truth of this situation hit me. This was Willow, and she'd been without me for three years. I almost dreaded her answer.
I supposed I shouldn't have been surprised that she was as evasive as I was.
"I'm glad to be back too, Will. Really. And I'm sorry I left you for so long. I know we have a lot to talk about...more than either of us probably realizes...but for now, yeah, let's stick with glad."
I felt her arms around me and almost melted. Goddess, I remembered feeling like this but didn't think my memory could possibly have been accurate. And the way she smelled...just purely Willow.
Before I completely lost myself in her arms, I pulled away. For all I knew, she had someone else now. She wasn't the same person as when I'd known her. I couldn't just expect things to be the way they were before.
"Come on Will, we should let Wesley get started. Not least because I'm dying of curiosity," I said as I led her to the circle of chairs around the fire.
Words could not explain how good it felt to touch her. Three years. The emptiness that had been inside me for all these felt full again. I felt whole for once in a very long time.
Tara seemed to pull away rather abrupty, as if she were afraid. I wanted to let her know that there was nothing to be scared of.
She suggested we get started with dinner. I was so excited I didn't even realize how hungry I'd been.
"Yeah, you're right. That stew does smell good. I've barely eaten all day."
I watched her walk around the chairs and I just stared. I couldn't believe that she was back. It was all I wanted since the day she died.
As my gaze fell on the two new people in the room, my breath caught at the irony and, well, the potential awkwardness. I hadn't seen Oz since he'd been a wolf trying to eat me, and Willow...well, that would just be a touchy situation. Nevertheless, I stepped into the room, letting my hair fall in front of my face as I entered the firelight.
"Hey Oz, Will. Long time no see."
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"You ask the girl who just came back from the dead how she's feeling? I'd fill you in, but I think Wesley expects to have time to talk sometime before next year, and that's about how long my answer would take. But you, Will, h-how've you been?"
My stutter reemerged as the truth of this situation hit me. This was Willow, and she'd been without me for three years. I almost dreaded her answer.
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"Well, honestly I wouldn't know where to start. But right now, I'm just glad you're back. It's really felt empty without you."
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"I'm glad to be back too, Will. Really. And I'm sorry I left you for so long. I know we have a lot to talk about...more than either of us probably realizes...but for now, yeah, let's stick with glad."
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I smiled. I had to give her a hug, the force pulled me in.
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Before I completely lost myself in her arms, I pulled away. For all I knew, she had someone else now. She wasn't the same person as when I'd known her. I couldn't just expect things to be the way they were before.
"Come on Will, we should let Wesley get started. Not least because I'm dying of curiosity," I said as I led her to the circle of chairs around the fire.
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Tara seemed to pull away rather abrupty, as if she were afraid. I wanted to let her know that there was nothing to be scared of.
She suggested we get started with dinner. I was so excited I didn't even realize how hungry I'd been.
"Yeah, you're right. That stew does smell good. I've barely eaten all day."
I watched her walk around the chairs and I just stared. I couldn't believe that she was back. It was all I wanted since the day she died.
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