Found Again - a Tillow fanfiction

Chapter 12

Faith slouched around the kitchen, hopelessly staring into empty cupboards. She was bored, and hungry.

She didn't get much sleep that night, there was too much noise.

Faith opened one cupboard, revealing an old microwave. She wore a mischievous grin, and began pressing random buttons.

DING ... DING ... DING

Willow sat bolt upright, to see that Tara was awake.

"What the heck was that noise?" Willow asked

Tara pursed her lips. "Faith, she's hungry."

Willow got out of bed, and started getting dressed. Tara gave Willow a look. "We have a stronger, crazy Dawn. Should we start calling her Faithie?"

At that moment, Faith pushed the door open at leaned against the wall. "Don't you dare call me 'Faithie'."

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Tara walked through the door, her hands filled with shopping bags. She dropped them in the kitchen and gasped with relief. " Willow, can you help me with the shopping?"

Willow sulked in and picked up a few bags. "Where's the fridge?"

Tara pointed to a cupboard and a beam of light shot from her finger. The cupboard turned into a fridge. "Right there."

Willow smiled and kissed Tara on the cheek. "Okay."

They both started laughing. When they finished putting the food away, Willow wrapped her arms around Tara and they spent a while looking into each other's eyes.

"You two done with the love-fest? 'Cos I'm starving. What's for dinner?"

"I'm in the mood for pizza." Tara said, running her fingers through Willow's hair.

Willow turned to Tara "Honey, did you buy pizza?"

Tara shook her head, but opened a cupboard. She pulled out a packet of cheese and a tin of chopped tomatoes. "We could make pizza." Tara suggested.

Faith stormed out "Screw that."

Willow sat on the counter "Making pizza sounds fun."

Tara smiled "We could magic it up?"

"Nah. Let's make it old-style."

Tara opened the tomatoes, causing some to land in Willow's hair. "And we all thought your hair couldn't get any redder." Tara laughed.

Willow gave Tara a sneaky smile, then picked up some of the cheeses she'd been grating. She threw it a Tara's face, "And I thought your smile couldn't get any cheesier."

"Will, do you accept my challenge?"

"I do."

Tara face broke into a childish smile, as she picked up the tin of tomatoes and poured it over Willow's head. Willow gave Tara another childish grin, and squished cheese over Tara's face.

They stopped throwing food, and looked into each other's eyes. They paused, then starting kissing each other.

"You two lovebirds done yet? Look, I've ordered pizza. I'll get the door, like he wants to see you with food all over yourselves!"

"Faith, you really are our moody teenage daughter." Willow sighed. "Tara, let's hope this place has hot water."

Faith raised an eyebrow and chuckled to herself. She walked to the door and waited for the pizza. She lowered her head. She knew Willow didn't trust her, but Tara she liked. There was something strange about Tara, well, she'd been dead for 5 years. Tara was a tortured soul, a pure soul, a soul that was purely tortured. She felt sorry for Tara, but she could relate to her. Up to the point of having someone who loved her.

But Faith was becoming good, trying to be loved. Could she find the love in Tara? She certainly wouldn't find it in Willow.

She'd hold out for Tara, a Slayer who had magic would be invincible.