If you should find you miss the sweet and tender love we used to share.
Just go back to the places where we used to go, and I’ll be there
Well, how can I forget you, girl?
When there is always something there to remind me.
always something there to remind me.
I was born to love her, and I’ll never be free
You’ll always be a part of me.
’cause there is always something there to remind me.
always something there to remind me.
always something there to remind me.

Shaking the memory, she turned towards the west gate and sprinted through the rapidly darkening park.

The west gate let out only three blocks from the hospital and the large building lit up the surrounding street. Slowing to a less frantic pace, Tara swung the bag leisurely in her hand, forcing her mind to empty as she approached the dominating building.

Another twenty minutes later and she had finally found the ward where Kennedy lay with Willow paying a lonely vigil at her side.

Peering carefully through the small glass portal in the door, Tara smiled, glad that her death had been an instantaneous event and therefore had spared Willow the pain that was written on her beautiful face. Knocking softly on the door, she smiled warmly as Willow looked up and beckoned her in.

“Hey!” she whispered as she closed the door quietly behind her. “How are you?”

Willow shrugged slightly, “I’m ok.” she said and smiled thankfully when she noticed the bag in Tara’s hand.

“She’s more pleasant now.” Tara whispered and instantly hoped that Willow hadn’t heard her.

“We’ll that’s one of the side effects of unconsciousness.” Willow replied coldly, her surprise at Tara’s comment causing the ice in her voice.

“That’s what I meant. I mean, the sleep will do her good….” Tara’s voice trailed off under the firm emerald gaze.

“It’s ok that you don’t like her. I didn’t expect you too!” Willow said and then frowned at the sentence. “Not that I ever expected you to meet her but I did wonder if maybe you two would get along if you ever did meet and now that you have I know that I was right and well, yay me!” Willow babbled, a giggle tinting its finale.