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    Hold On – (Chapter: Prologue)

    Title: Hold On

    Disclaimer: I don’t own this.  The mostly great Joss Whedon does.  I make no profit.  I am simply rebuilding.

    Spoilers:  All are fair game.

    Pairing:  B/W

    Note and Warning:  I am severely out of practice.  Every time I think I can start writing regularly again duty rears its ugly head.  So, I warn you it may suck.  Thanks for reading anyway and feedback is appreciated.

     

    Prologue

     

    ‘Where Do We Go From Here?’

     

    As song spills from her lips unbidden, Willow glances at Tara, ‘She was right and I was so wrong.’ She looks away as Tara catches her eyes glaring at her, ‘She tried to tell me Buffy was too good to be in a hell dimension, but I couldn’t…I tore her out.’  Willow searches for Buffy realizing she is gone.

     

    Willow clenches her fists, closes her eyes and concentrates on her own will.  More easily than expected, she breaks the song’s spell over her.  She creeps out of the Bronze quietly shutting the door behind her.  From the alley she hears Spike talking to Buffy.  She suddenly hears new music start up so she peers around the corner, down the alley.  She sees Buffy singing with Spike.

     

    ‘Spike?!?’ Willow is watching the big finale, ‘She hates Sp—,’

     

    “…But you can make me feel,” Spike steps toward Buffy reaching out to her.

     

    “…I just want to feel,” Buffy grabs Spike pulling him to her.

     

    Willow watches in disbelief as they close on each other and meet in a passionate kiss.  Willow feels the rage boil in her stomach, ‘How dare she!’ with smoldering, ebony eyes, Willow walks away from the source of all her inner pain.  As she passes the door to her friends, she catches the last refrain from inside.

     

    “…Where do we go from here?..”

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