A Witch In LA

(About a month after closing the Hellmouth)

Spike stands out on the back porch looking up at the stars twinkling in the night sky. Smiling softly as arms wrap around his waist, he strokes his hand over Buffy’s arm. “Well now, did you get her to come out of the basement, luv?”

“Sort of.” Buffy chuckles sadly. “I literally carried her ass up to the bathroom, then had to scrub her down head to toe myself, her fighting me all the way. It’s real interesting trying to make someone brush their teeth that don’t want to.”

“I can imagine. At least Dawn got her to eat a little today.” Spike turns looking down at Buffy. Frowning he lifts her chin. “Looks like she clocked you a good one.”

“That’s not the only one she got in.” Buffy groans rubbing her ribs. “I think she might have cracked a couple ribs along with giving me the black eye.”

“Lil’ Bit seems to have better luck getting her to do things. Maybe you ought to let Bit do them from now on.” Spike suggests quietly.

“No.” Buffy shakes her head, leaning against Spike. “I promised Tara I would help take care of her, and I will.”

Spike sighs, running his hands up and down Buffy’s back. “So, you gonna stay here or head to the Hellmouth in Florida?”

Buffy shrugs her shoulders. “I haven’t quite decided. Giles already took what slayer’s wanted to go with him. Most of the rest of the girls decided to head home. I think the majority of them will try and live out regular lives. I hope they took my words to heart when I told them that trouble would come looking for them no matter what.”

“Some of them did, some of them didn’t. Ain’t much you can do to make them understand, luv.” Spike hugs Buffy a little tighter to him. “What surprised me, is that little PITA sticking around. I thought for sure she’d high tail it out of here.”

Buffy chuckles. “Kennedy surprised me. She’s actually turned out halfway decent. She’s been a great help around here, and out on patrol. Even though I have noticed that demon activity still isn’t back up to normal.”

“Probably won’t ever be, with the Hellmouth being closed. Eventually this town probably won’t have any vampires in it, except for me.” Spike smirks down at Buffy.

“That would be nice.” Buffy laughs quietly. “Hmm… Did you hear something?”

Spike listens quietly. “I think someone’s knocking on the front door, luv.”

Buffy leaves Spike’s comforting embrace working her way through the house to the front door. Looking up the stairs as Willow quickly walks down, closely followed by a disheveled Fred. Smirking at the two women, she opens the door.

“Hello, may I help you?” Buffy questions, narrowed eyes looking carefully over the tall woman, with almost platinum blonde hair, with eerily familiar blue eyes.

“More like, can I help you.” The woman states with a hint of a southern drawl as she smiles, her eyes twinkling.

Buffy tilts her head looking up at the woman. “Do I know you from somewhere?”

“Hmmm. Maybe.” A lip quirks up, as eyes look in the house, taking in Willow and Fred standing silently behind Buffy, their arms around each others waists while Spike eases up beside Buffy, eyeing her silently. “My name’s Terri. Is Faith here?”

“How do you know Faith?” Willow questions, her eyes narrowed on the woman. As the blue gaze locks on Willow’s green eyes, Willow inhales deeply. Taking a step back, she shakes her head not believing what she sees. “It can’t be.” Willow whimpers out, turning pale.

Fred looks from the tall woman, to Willow. Grasping her hand Fred looks at the pale, face of her lover.

Buffy crosses her arms over her chest, looking at the woman. “What is it about you that scares my friend?”

As the blue eyes make contact and hold Buffy’s hazel eyes, Buffy stands there, her arms slowly dropping from her chest. “But you can’t be…you….” Buffy takes a step back.

“Yes, I did. But it seems someone likes me and decided to give me a choice.” The woman smiles down at Buffy. “Where’s Faith, Buffy? I have to see her, please.”

As the woman’s soft tones work through the room, Dawn finally comes down the stairs trying to find out what’s going on. As she glances up at the woman, all she sees are her loving blue eyes. “Tara.” Dawn whispers, shoving her way through the small group of people, launching herself at the woman.

“Dawnie.” She laughs quietly, stroking her hand down the brown hair. “It’s okay, but you’re gonna have to remember, my names Terri, now.” She pulls back, smiling softly at the teen.

“Yeah, and the fact you’re like five inches taller than you were, and obviously a lot stronger.” Dawn glances down, realizing that she was literally being held up by the woman.

“They couldn’t send me back in my own body, kinda because it’s literally in a billion pieces.” Tara/Terri states. “And since I used up all my Witchy mojo to help save the world, they decided to put me on a little more even footing with Faith.”

“You’re a slayer.” Buffy whispers. “You’re Tara, and a slayer.” Tears streaming down her face in realization, Buffy shakes her head, seeing the question in the woman’s eyes, she points towards the kitchen. “Basement.” Buffy states simply as the group separates, letting her quickly head downstairs.

Buffy looks at Spike. “Call Angel, let him know.”

Spike nods his head, still stunned at the turn of events, before he grabs the phone, walking outside.

Dawn turns around and wraps her arms around Buffy, squeezing her hard. “She’s alive!” Dawn cries out.

“Yes, she is.” Buffy smiles, an actual genuine smile for the first time in weeks, as she feels a weight slowly lift from her heart. “Thank you, whoever did this.” Buffy whispers out to the world in general.

Fred’s sitting besides a surprised Willow. “You okay?” Fred questions looking into Willow’s eyes.

“She’s alive?” Willow questions again, a silly smile slowly working across her face as Fred nods, grinning at her. “She’s alive.” Willow states softly, wrapping Fred up in an exuberant hug. “Things are right with the world again.”

“Yes, they are.” Fred laughs quietly as Willow starts placing quick kisses all over her face in her excitement.

“We need to have a welcome home party!” Dawn cries, jumping up and down.

“Might want to hold off on that thought for a few weeks, Bit.” Spike mutters as he walks in the room. “I have a feeling the two love birds are going to need some major time alone.”

“Oh, God!” Buffy groans loudly. “They’re here, together. Everyone, let’s go out.”

Everyone starts chuckling and laughing, remembering the noise the two women made when they were last in the house.

“Bronze?” Willow states grabbing her purse.

“I say that works. Anybody know what route Kennedy was taking tonight?” Fred questions quietly.

“No, but I’ll leave a note on the door, just in case.” Buffy quickly grabs a slip of paper writing a note to Kennedy, taping it quickly to the door as everyone slides out, quickly walking away from the house to leave Faith and Tara/Terri alone.

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“You already showered me and made me brush my teeth, now leave me the fuck alone.” Faith growls hoarsely, curled up on the bed, staring at the picture of her and Tara.

“Now, that’s not a nice way to greet a woman, love.” Tara/Terri drawls out quietly, watching Faith.

“I don’t know who the fuck you are, but I suggest you get out of here. I’m not exactly in the best of moods.” Faith snarls as she rolls over on the bed, looking at the woman in half shadows. “And don’t ever fuckin’ call me love. Only one person called me that, and you ain’t her!”

“No, I’m not her.” The woman shakes her platinum hair, as she slowly works her way into the light. “Not exactly, anyway.” The soft southern tones drawl out. “But maybe if you calm down a bit, love. You might feel something that’s been missing for the last few weeks.”

Faith blinks at the woman before standing up angrily, striding towards her. Poking her in the chest, Faith snarls, finally looking into blue eyes. Her mouth open to let the woman have it, the words die on her lips. As the anger slowly bleeds away, she looks into the loving blue eyes of her witch. Shaking her head, she whimpers quietly. “You ain’t her. You got her eyes, but you ain’t her.”

“Not physically, but inside, where it counts, I am.” Tara/Terri softly states. “Open yourself, love. Please, feel me.”

Faith opens her senses, and collapses on the floor as she feels the connection that was severed almost four weeks ago. “My witch?” Faith questions hopefully, looking up at the woman.

Kneeling down in front of Faith, Tara/Terri reaches out to soothingly run a hand down her cheek. “I’m yours love, but I’m not a witch any longer.” She admits, smiling. “Let’s get you back in bed.” She softly states, sliding one arm under Faith’s legs, the other against her back as she effortlessly stands. Taking the two steps to the bed, she sits down, cradling her love against her.

“What? How?” Faith questions, before shifting to straddle the woman. “The eyes are the same. The eyes to your soul.” She looks at the platinum blonde hair. Shakily raising a hand, Faith runs it through the soft length. “Natural?” Faith questions looking at Tara. At the woman’s nod, Faith grins. “I’ll find out soon enough for myself.” Faith smirks, before looking over the woman’s facial features.

“Kiss first, then I’ll explain?” Tara/Terri offers hopefully, smiling at Faith.

“Oh, I definitely think so.” Faith places a hand on either side of the woman’s face, kissing her firmly. Pulling back she looks into her lover’s eyes, groaning before diving back in. Kissing her strongly, Faith’s tongue flicking out, entangling with her lover’s, her body pushing against Tara’s. Pulling back, panting, Faith growls quietly.

“Goddess, I’ve missed you.” Tara/Terri groans, hugging Faith to her tightly.

“And I’m gonna be completely confused.” Faith admits looking at the woman. “I feel you, know it’s you. Your eyes are the same, but the voice is deeper with a southern lilt. You look totally different.”

“Yes, I’m about five inches taller than I was. I’m no longer a witch, and we are on more even footing, love.” Smiling softly, Tara/Terri looks over her lover’s face. “So you know, my names Terri now. They tried to get me somewhat close to what I was before.” She looks down at her body, shrugging her shoulders.

“You’re here. That’s all that matters. Now, explain so I can jump your bones.” Faith growls, her hands already playing with the buttons on the woman’s shirt.

Chuckling, Tara/Terri finally explains. “It’s kind of like this, after I exploded into a billion little pieces wiping out the Hellmouth and all the evil little monsters therein, my soul went flying up to heaven. They were really confused as to what to do with me for some reason, so they gave me some choices.” Faith nods that she’s listening as she watches her intently. “Well, the choices were that I could become an Angel, helping others as needed. Second, staying in heaven, content, waiting for my love to come join me.” Tara/Terri smiles softly, running a hand through Faith’s hair. “Or I could come back to Earth, helping fight the good fight here.”

Faith tilts her head looking at Tara/Terri. “Damn it, should I think of you as Tara, or Terri?” Faith questions, confused.

“Be best to think of me as Terri, from now on, love. I am different.” Terri admits, smiling.

“Then Terri it is. Obviously you chose the Earth option.” Faith urges Terri on.

“Yes, but I put my own conditions on the option. I wanted to be ‘me’ inside. I wanted to be able to come back to you.” Terri smiles softly at Faith, her eyes drinking in her lovers beauty. “I also insisted on being here, in the United States and somewhat close to what I was physically.” Terri rolls her eyes at this. “As you can see, not quite the same.”

“I think I can get used to it.” Faith states eyeing her lover. “Not as voluptuous as you were, damn it. But I’ll take you any way I can get you.” Faith admits softly and truthfully.

“Hopefully you’ll like this body. It’s mine from now on.” Terri explains, shrugging. “Anyway, it took a little while for them to ‘locate’ the proper body, sending my spirit in it.” Terri starts chuckling. “Well, they kinda decided that if I was going to continue fighting the fight, I should have the proper abilities. And since they couldn’t recycle me into being a witch, they sent me back as a slayer.” Terri admits, grinning at her lover.

Faith’s eyes narrow as she eyes her lover up and down. “Slayer?” She questions, the wheels starting to turn.

“Oh, yes.” Terri grins wickedly at Faith. “Slayer, through and through. You’ll have to help me out with my training to begin with, but I’m sure there are a few things we can do that training isn’t needed.”

Faith whimpers quietly. “Hot, kinky, nasty, violent sex?”

“Most definitely, love.” Terri smirks at Faith. “Wanna give it a spin and see what’s the what?”

Faith nods her head, too turned on to say anything else.

Terri chuckles deeply, before pulling Faith’s tank top over her head, quickly unhooking her bra, sliding it down her arms. Shifting the still speechless Faith onto the bed beside her, she quickly slides off the slayer’s sleeping shorts, groaning at the strong smell of arousal permeating the air. “Gotta love these slayer senses.” Terri growls, before quickly stripping her own clothes off.

Faith moans as the toned, muscular body comes into view, somewhat smaller breasts, but still nice sized down a firm abdomen, to slight hips and a neatly trimmed, extremely blonde bush, glancing back up, Faith smirks.

“Told you it was natural.” Terri grins before climbing back into the bed. “And after this, you’re going to be eating to gain back the weight you’ve lost.” Terry frowns as she runs a hand down the almost skin and bones slayer.

“I’ll eat non-stop for a month, if I have you.” Faith reaches up, pulling her down, grinding her mouth roughly into Terri’s.

Groaning, Terri battles strongly with Faith’s tongue, before sucking it strongly into her mouth. Nipping it as she releases the muscle.

Faith quickly flips her over onto her back, attacking her neck as she works her way down her neck, stopping to nip strongly over Terri’s breasts, moaning in pleasure at having her soul mate with her again.

Terri arches up into Faith’s nipping mouth. “Go ahead, love, stop playing. Act like you mean it!” Terri cries out loudly as Faith bites down hard on her nipple. “Fuck, that’s it.”

Faith grins, glancing up, shaking her head at her lover. “This is gonna take a while to get used too. You got the vocabulary and phrasing of my witch, but you look and sound totally different.”

Terri chuckles looking down at Faith. “How do I taste?” She hoarsely questions, her eyes alight with pleasure.

Faith groans, licking up strongly over her breast. “Not as sweet, at least not yet. But I’m not complainin’.” Faith smirks up at Terri before quickly sliding her body down over her abdomen, placing nips and bites along the way, making the stomach muscles jump and quiver. Burying her face in her lover’s apex, Faith inhales deeply, making Terri arch up. “Not the same.” Faith growls, inhaling deeply again. “But close enough.” She mutters before licking strongly over her lover, gathering up all the juices she can before sucking first one outer lip then the other in her mouth, nipping one as she releases it.

“Shit!” Terri cries , arching up into Faith.

“You’re mine, tonight, wi…” Faith stops hesitating for a moment. “Definitely gonna take some gettin’ used to.” Faith grumbles. “Calling you my slayer is gonna be fuckin’ weird.”

Terri chuckles. “Come on, love. Call me yours and I’ll be happy.”

“You are mine. Or at least you will be here in a few moments.” Faith leans back in, strongly licking over her lover’s blood engorged clit. Sliding her fingers up, she slips them through the juices oozing out of Terri.

“Faith…” Terri starts to say something, stopping and arching as her lover’s fingers enter her body.

“What the fuck?” Faith questions hoarsely, yanking her fingers back out of her lover’s body.

“Faith, don’t stop.” Terri pants. “New body, remember? Please, love.” Terri begs softly, her body rocking gently.

Faith climbs back up to look into her lover’s eyes. Tara’s eyes. “You’re a virgin?” She questions softly.

“Physically, yes.” Terri admits watching Faith. “But if you’d get on with it, I won’t be.” She grins crookedly at the slayer. “Just remember, I know all the nasty little things you like done to you. And I’m positive we’ll find more, but we’re never going to proceed past this point if you don’t take me.”

Faith growls deeply, her hand working it’s way steadily back down Terri’s body, fingers playing gently through the trimmed hairs before rubbing firmly over Terri’s engorged clit, sliding down to gather up the escaping juices before circling over the muscle again, bringing her to the edge of orgasm. “You sure?” Faith hoarsely questions.

Terri nods, keeping eye contact with Faith, her hips jerking against her lover’s talented fingers, groaning deeply as she feels the orgasm coiling through her body.

Faith waits until Terri climaxes before sliding two fingers down and in her lover, quickly easing past the barrier to hold still inside her. Dropping her head down onto Terri’s neck, Faith places kisses against the skin, waiting patiently for the body under hers to relax.

Terri pants quietly, the quick moment of pain finally past. Running her hand from Faith’s hair, she follows her arm down to her hand, the two fingers holding still inside her. “Now, love.” Terri calls out quietly, her hips starting a slow rhythm against Faith’s fingers.

Faith grunts, easing her body up and over Terri’s, positioning herself over her lover. Propping herself up on her free hand, she looks down into her lover’s eyes, slowly building up the motions of her hand, curling her fingers to brush over the inner muscle with each stroke. Whimpering quietly as she feels long, strong fingers slide over her mound, brushing quickly against her own swollen clit, Faith arches up as they slide home inside her. Working her own body against the fingers inside her and the thumb rubbing strongly over the her needy clit, Faith picks up her own hands pace, the two women eventually stroking strongly in and out of each other, as they feel their bodies tensing with each stroke.

“Almost there, love.” Terri calls out quietly, panting heavily. She starts to pick up her own hands pace as she feels her body on the cusp of exploding, holding off that moment longer as she feels Faith’s body finally give in.

Faith screams as she explodes against her lover, slamming her fingers once more into Terri’s body as she feels her lover clench down on her fingers, as she floods her hand with her essence.

Terri eases her hand away from Faith, urging the woman to lay down on top of her.

“Just a second.” Faith mutters, finally easing her hand out of her lover. Slowly pulling it up, she smirks at the juices running down it. “I think you just caused the proof of your virginity to be washed away.”

Terri laughs quietly, then groans as Faith licks the juices off her fingers slowly, obviously enjoying the flavor.

“Nope, not the same. But close enough.” Faith murmurs as she finishes cleaning her hand.

“That doesn’t constitute a meal, just to let you know.” Terri chuckles as she pulls Faith down on top of her. “You’re going to take a short nap, then I’m going to fix you a huge meal. Lots of protein and vitamins. I don’t like you being this skinny, love.”

“I didn’t have much to live for.” Faith admits, shifting her body so that one leg is firmly tucked between her lovers legs, while half her body is lying on top of Terri, her head pillowed against her lover’s breast. Reaching across to the other breast, Faith runs a finger soothingly over and around the nipple, smiling as it quickly hardens down into a tight, rock hard nub. “I promise to be back up to my normal sexy self in no time.”

“And I promise to be by your side from this moment on.” Terri grins, stroking her hands strongly down her lover’s back. “I also promise all the hot and heavy, kinky sex you could ever want.”

“Hot damn!!” Faith yells, making Terri chuckle. “I love you.” Faith whispers shifting to look into her lover’s eyes. “You’re still my Tara in there, aren’t you?”

“Always, love. Inside, I’m still you’re Tara.” Terri smiles lovingly at Faith.

“You won’t get upset if I occasionally call you Tara instead of Terri?” Faith questions softly, easing her head back down, rubbing her face gently against the breast she’s using as a pillow.

“Never, love. I’m still me no matter which way you look at it. Just a different package.” Terri laughs quietly when she realizes she’s talking to herself. “Sleep love, tomorrow will be soon enough to start feeding you properly.” Terri reaches down, finally finding the sheet, pulling it up to drape over their bodies, she wraps both arms around her lover. Kissing the top of Faiths head, she smiles softly as she slowly falls asleep, exactly where she’s always wanted to be.

FINITE


Author’s Note: You guys didn’t actually think I would allow Tara to stay dead, did you?? J