TITLE: In The Fight

AUTHOR: Jessica P

JessiFreedom@aol.com

PAIRING: Willow and Tara

RATING: PG13 probably R

DISCLAIMER: Joss Whedon is God for the characters

NOTE: Ever wonder what Willow and Tara do after Anya storms off in "Older and Faraway"?

"Hey!" Tara yelled, stepping between the love of her life and Anya. "She said no and that's it. You're not going to make her do anything she doesn't want to. And if you try, you'll have to go through me."

'Was that me?' Tara thought.

Anya considered Tara's words and said, "Fine. If you aren't willing to get us out of this mess, than I will."

Xander turned and followed his fiancee out of the room and upstairs. "Ahn!!" he called.

"I'll be...just about anywhere that isn't with you two now," Spike said, cautiously backing out of the room.

Willow was blushing slightly and turned to Tara with relief and thanks in her eyes. "Thanks, Tara," she said, trying not to just jump on Tara and kiss her all over.

"No problem, Will," Tara replied, playing with Willow's hair a bit. "No one messes with my girl. Ever."

Willow and Tara looked at each other for a moment before each giving into their need and leaning in for the inevitable kiss.

Before they met, Willow looked into Tara's eyes. "Tara I want to, but aren't you mad at me? I mean you..."

Tara's piercing blue eyes clouded over a bit. "Will, shut up," she said.

They slowly moved forward and kissed each other. Giving into the need that held her, Tara pulled Willow close and ran her hands along Will's back.

"Willow, I love you," Tara said pulling back, her eyes now a light gray with love for Willow.

"I love you too," Willow whispered before grabbing Tara by the belt loops and pulled her close for another searing kiss.

They could have stood there, forgiven, in love, and kissing, maybe even made love there if not for the yelling coming down the stairs.

They pulled a part as Dawn followed by Anya, Buffy, and Xander ran down the stairs.

"I work at that store, and I helped you, Dawn! Is this how you say thank you?" Anya screamed.

"Well, Willow thought. "Anya's mad, We're confused, someone's hurt, and we're trapped in a house. Normal day," Will thought as they walked towards the living room.

As Anya yelled at Dawn, no one noticed Willow's hand resting on Tara's butt or Tara's hand gently tracing circles on Willow's leg.

"Just a normal day for us," Willow thought again, looking at Tara, her friend, her confidant, and her lover for life.