Buffy The Vampire Slayer and Angel For Dummies (ON HOLD)

Tillow

Dedicated to hails31413. Thanks for being my first comment!

Willows POV

A small bubble of hope rose and expanded in my heart as I recited the spell that would allow me to talk to Tara. I have wanted to try this spell for a while, but I have always been worried that something would go wrong. Andrew and Kennedy were the ones who finally convinced me to do it. It's been five years since Tara's death, which means it's also been 5 years since I went crazy and tried to destroy the earth out of grief. Andrew and Kennedy noticed I had been a bit down, although I tried very hard to hide it. Then Kennedy found a spellbook under my bed that was open to a page called 'Talking To Passed Loved Ones.' She talked to Andrew, and they both agreed that something like this might be good, so they both chipped in to buy all the supplies required for the spell. They then gift wrapped them and gave it to me as a 'It's the five year anniversary of you being normal' present. I let the items sit under my bed for a week, but now I have decided to finally cast the spell. I haven't let myself hope too much, because it is a long shot, although Andrew and Kennedy have total faith in me.A few days ago when they realized I hadn't done the spell, they got Buffy, Angel, Illyria, Gunn, Spike, and even Connor to call me up and try to convince me to do it. I finally agreed, and here I am.

I finally say the last words of the spell, and relax. Now I have nothing to do but wait. The spell is extremely advanced, and takes a long time to cast, and an even longer time to see if it worked. The book said in the next few hours, the loved one should come and 'visit', but I'm not sure. I decide to relax with some pillows against the wall and wait. Before I know it, I have dozed off.

I awaken quickly to the sound of Kennedy knocking on the door.

"Hey, Wil, you okay? Have you started the spell yet?" She asks gently. I check my watch frantically. I have been asleep for 4 hours! Tears fill my eyes as I realize that the spell never worked, that Tara never came. Kennedy walks over to me and hugs me quickly.

"What's wrong, babe?" She asks softly.

"I tried the spell," I sob. "It didn't work. I knew that it was too advanced for me, that it was too slim a chance of it working, I never should have tried it, god, Tara, I'm so sorry, i had my hopes up but I knew it woukd never work, how could I have been so stupid, I'm so stupid!" This last part I scream out, crying all the while. Kennedy squeezes me tighty, shhing me continuously. When my crying finally stops, she sits me on the bed and perches next to me.

"Okay, first, that spell is not to advanced for you, if anything, you are too advanced for the spell to handle," she says with a cocky grin on her face. "Second of all, Tara would never blame you for this, okay, she loves you, and she knows how hard you tried and how skilled you are. Maybe this spell was a faulty one." I smiled and leaned into her.

"Thanks for making me feel better," I whisper into her ear softly. " Babe, I'm really tired, and that spell was exhausting, do you mind if I go to sleep now?" I ask.

"Yeah, but remember that I have night slayer duty, so I won't be home until 10 tomorrow." She reminds me, and I nod. She leaves a lingering kiss on my lips, grabs a stake from her bedside drawer, and leaves. I lay on my side and quickly fall asleep, dreaming of Tara.

"Willow?" A familiar voice asks. My eyes shoot open. I can't believe it. There, floating a few inches above the ground, is Tara, looking more gorgeous than ever. Her hair is long, down to the small of her back, and it is slightly wavy. Her dress is a deep beautiful sapphire blue bordering on royal purple, edged with beautiful silver designs. She's really here, here here here, floating in front of me. "Tara?" I ask softly, scared that she will dissappear. She smiles, and nods. I jump into her arms. The spell made her corporeal for the hour, but I am the only one who can touch her, or even see her. Tears are in my eyes, as she kisses me, for the first time in five years, she's here, with me, actually here. She brushes away the tears, and smiles.
"Willow," she whispers, "I do want to spend all of this time in your arms, but I think we should make the most of our time and talk." I nod, and we get to talking.

She tells me about life in the afterlife, how she is with Joyce, and Anya, and Fred and Wesley and Cordelia. They have banded together, and are well known among the other spirits.

I tell her about my life, how Kennedy, Andrew, and I work together finding slayers and educating them a bit about who they are, and then sending them to a huge secret training facility headed by Giles specially for slayers, how Buffy and Faith moved to Europe to deal with a hellmouth in Amsterdam, how Angel, Illyria, Connor, and Gunn are still in LA, fighting vampires there, along with Xander, who moved there after deciding that training slayers wasn't his speciality.

My voice had trailed off halfway through describing the Slayer School, when I noticed Tara looking at me the was she did before we did it, a long time ago. She kissed md, softly and passionately, and we did 'things.'

I awoke to Kennedy beside me, not Tara, and a huge smile on my face.

A/N: So, what did you think? This was my fist one-shot, and I think I did okay, although I feel it was maybe too much Kennedy/Willow, and not enough Tara/Willow. It was sweet though, and I had a lot of fun writing it and imagining it had it been real. What did you think about the spell that let you talk to the dead? That would probably been a legit spell in the Buffyverse. I am open to do more like this, or maybe other ways of the dead lovers reuniting. Adios, Slayers!
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