A Witch In LA

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Chapter 8

Tara slowly walks up the stairs to her room reading through the magic tome, finally coming across the spell she remembered from before. Easing open the door to her room she looks up to see Faith standing quietly at the windows looking out. Frowning as she feels the slayer’s unsettled soul, even with her standing calmly, Tara sets the book down on her dresser and walks towards the woman. Tilting her head as she sees Faith stiffen slightly, Tara feels her heart sadden. Stopping and not coming any closer, Tara softly asks “What’s wrong, love?”

Sighing and dropping her head down she whispers “Queen C asked what happened to us growing up and I told her. No details just about my mom being a drug addicted whore and wanting me to walk in her footsteps and your father and brother being abusive.”

Shaking her head, not knowing why Faith is upset she slowly takes a step closer. “Other than the obvious reasons, why are you upset?”

“I don’t have any right to discuss your life with anyone.” Faith finally growls out after a few minutes.

“You’re afraid I’m going to be angry with you over that?” Tara questions watching as Faith nods her head and sighs sadly closing the space between them. Wrapping her arms around the slayer’s waist from behind, Tara rests her chin on her slumped shoulder. “It’ll take a hell of a lot more than that to make me angry at you, love.” Tara whispers in her ear before placing a gentle kiss on her neck.

Sighing quietly in relief, Faith finally smiles before running her hands up and over Tara’s. “Do you think Fang was serious about moving us to another part of the hotel?”

Tara chuckles quietly. “He may want too. How far up can we go?”

“Don’t know. Maybe we should talk with Fang and see if we can head on up. I wouldn’t mind putting some distance between us and the rest of the crew.” Faith grins.

Tara smiles as she feels the last of Faith’s tenseness ease from her body and senses the calming of her soul. “How about you go ahead and pack your clothes and stuff up while I go down to talk with Angel. You’ll be staying in here anyway, if we don’t move. Right?”

“Oh, yeah. Definitely gonna be wherever you are.” Faith smirks slightly before turning in the witch’s arms and wrapping her arms around Tara’s waist. “Thanks for not being mad at me.”

“Like I said, it’ll take a lot more than that.” Tara smiles softly before leaning in and placing a gentle, sweet kiss on the slayer’s mouth. “I just know you haven’t told anyone about what happened to you. And before you, I only told W-willow.” Tara hesitates breathing deeply. “And I only told her part of it, I didn’t explain to her the whole thing. Just that they abused me and broke some bones, putting me in the hospital.”

“That in itself is bad enough.” Faith looks over her lover’s face, smiling sadly. “I wish there was something I could do for you.”

“You already are.” Tara whispers, running her hands up to bury them in the slayer’s dark locks and kissing her passionately. Languorously wrapping her tongue around Faith’s, stroking it gently, Tara groans into the slayer’s mouth as Faith captures her tongue and sucks on it gently.

“Ooops. Sorry.” Angel growls out before starting to turn away from the open door.

“Wait Angel!” Tara pulls out of the kiss yelling for him before whispering sorry to Faith.

“That’s okay.” Faith smirks slightly looking up towards the door. “But from now on you may want to shut the door when you come into our room.”

“Good idea.” Tara blushes slightly before turning towards Angel seeing him shift uncomfortably. “Sorry Angel.”

Angel waves his hand, thankful he can’t blush. “No problem. I just wanted you to know if you want to give yourselves some privacy you’re more than welcome to move to a different part of the hotel.”

“How far away will we need to move to keep you from hearing us?” Faith laughingly asks.

“Depends on how loud you’re going to be.” Angel smirks slightly.

“Probably pretty damn loud.” Tara admits quirking her lip slightly when she sees the stunned look cross the vampires face. “Given the right incentive I can be a screamer.” Seeing his eyes widen, Tara giggles.

Opening his mouth and shutting it a couple times, Angel gives in and growls quietly. “You obviously had the right incentive last night.”

Faith laughs loudly at Angels comment. “Good one, Fang.”

Tara blushes before pinching Faith’s ass. “Hopefully I’ll have the right incentive all the time.”

“Oooh, sounds like the gauntlet has been thrown.” Faith smirks eyeing the witch.

“Well, if my hearing was right.” Angel quirks an eyebrow smirking before continuing, “She wasn’t the only one screaming last night. Or I guess I should say this morning.”

“Ah, hell.” Faith groans, blushing and turning away from the vampire.

“Now that’s something I never thought I’d see.” Angel chuckles. “Pick out whatever room you guys want. Tara, don’t worry about the spell for me today. I’m going to head down and get some rest. I’ll talk to you guys later.” Angel spins around and leaves the room quickly.

“Did we embarrass him?” Tara questions before laughing lightly.

“Might have. You’re becoming quite the saucy little witch, aren’t you?” Faith growls out, grasping Tara’ hips pulling her in close.

“I think you’re rubbing off on me.” Tara smiles lopsidedly at the slayer. “I don’t usually talk that way to other people. Especially men. Or in Angel’s case, a male vampire.”

Faith chuckles before leaning in and kissing Tara briefly. “Wanna go and check upstairs out?”

“Hmm. I think I’d rather keep doing what we’re doing.” Tara murmurs leaning in and kissing Faith longer and more deeply.

As they break apart to breathe in some much needed oxygen, Faith growls quietly. “Lunch is gonna be ready in roughly an hour, I need to pack up my stuff. Which admittedly won’t take too long, since I don’t have much. And we need to find another room away from everyone else because I want to see just how loudly you can scream.”

“Or you can see how loudly you can make me scream right here in the hour we have before lunch?” Tara quirks an eyebrow and smirks.

“An hour ain’t long enough for what I want to do to you.” Faith pulls the witch in tight against her body, gripping her ass and grinding their lower bodies together groaning.

“Oh, shit” Tara moans pushing against the slayer. “You better stop this, then.”

“Yeah, probably. Fang didn’t shut the door then he left. Might be a little more embarrassing this time around.” Faith buries her face in the witch’s neck nipping lightly, but continuing to push her body into Tara’s.

Tara groans and grasps Faith firmly at the waist, digging her fingers into the slayer. “Faith.” She quietly pleads. Not knowing whether she wants the slayer to finish what they started or to back off for the time being. Moaning quietly as Faith slowly pulls away.

“Patience is supposed to be a virtue, right?” Faith hoarsely gets out, finally stepping back out of the witch’s embrace.

“Yes, but I think it’s highly overrated right now.” Tara watches the slayer with hungry eyes.

“Girlfriend, I’m barely hanging on by a thread. Any and all help you can give me would be appreciated.” Faith grunts out, backing up slowly.

Tara watches Faith intently, slowly taking a step towards the slayer when her words register in her brain. Growling, she nods her head. “I’m going downstairs to make garlic bread and a salad to go with the lasagna. You might want to pack up your stuff or check out the rest of the hotel for another room.” Quickly turning and leaving the room before she attacks Faith, Tara heads to the kitchen.

Faith closes her eyes groaning quietly. “God damn.” Faith shakes her head opening her eyes glancing around the room, still able to smell the witch’s arousal. “Get out of here.” She quickly strides out of the room and heads up to the top of the stairs, deciding to look at the rooms on the top floor first.

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Faith glances over at Tara as they’re sitting quietly eating with the rest of the group minus Angel. Bouncing her leg nervously while she scoops up another bite of lasagna.

Glancing up and looking at Wes then Gunn, Faith tilts her head slightly. “What’re we doing tonight?”

Wes and Gunn both shake their heads. “Probably just the normal patrol. You gonna go?” Gunn questions glancing from her to Tara.

“Do you think you’ll need me?” Faith continues bouncing her leg until she feels a firm hand grasp her leg. Slowing down the bouncing she glances over to a slightly smirking Tara.

“Easy, love.” Tara murmurs before taking a bite of her salad.

“Only if you want to come.” Wes grins slightly. “Nothing big seems to be going on right now.”

Tara smiles “It’s like that in Sunnydale. For some reason it seems most of the demons decide to take a vacation during the summer.”

“You know, I never thought about it, but you’re right.” Wes blinks slightly before chuckling. “Maybe the longer days makes the vampires look for somewhere else to roost.”

“Well, if you guys don’t need me, I ain’t complainin’” Faith grins slightly as she feels Tara squeeze her leg gently before pulling her hand away.

Cordy snorts out a laugh. “I bet you’re not going to complain.”

“Be nice, Queenie or I’ll have Witchy-pooh over here not check into that little matter for Angel.” Faith threatens with a raised eyebrow.

Tara chuckles before smacking Faith gently. “That’s not nice.”

“Yeah, but if what you think is true, do you think she’s gonna want to hang with us or go out on patrols?” Faith questions with a raised eyebrow.

“No, I can guarantee you I won’t.” Cordy snarks back before grinning. “I’ll thank you very nicely and then you won’t see either one of us for weeks.”

“I don’t do room service.” Tara laughs.

“I wouldn’t say that.” Faith whispers in her ear, making the witch blush.

Tara shakes her head and eats her last bite of lasagna before standing up. “I’ll go upstairs and watch the front for a while, if you want me to, Cordy.”

Cordelia shakes her head “I got it. Wes and Gunn are on clean-up duty this afternoon. Thanks for offering.”

“You’re welcome.” Tara smiles before heading towards the kitchen.

Faith smirks slightly watching Tara walk away. Quickly finishing her lunch, she grabs her dishes and heads into the kitchen. “You better not be planning on heading upstairs without me.” Faith growls quietly as Tara heads toward the kitchen door.

Tara grins stopping and slowly turning to watch as Faith sets her dishes down in the sink. “Depends.”

“On what?” Faith prowls slowly towards the woman.

“What’s going to happen if I wait on you.” Tara answers grinning slightly.

“Oh, I can promise all kinds of good things.” Faith smirks before wrapping an arm around her waist and turning Tara towards the door whispering “But not anything we’re going to start down here. Our track record isn’t too good today.”

Tara grins as she’s ushered up the stairs. Yawning slightly, she shakes her head, trying to wake up.

Faith catches the yawn and smiles softly at the obviously tired witch, that would probably be more than willing to stay up all day even without getting any sleep the night before. “Come on, babe. Let’s get you in bed so you can take a nap.”

“But..” Tara starts but is stopped by a finger placed over her lips.

“No buts. You didn’t get any sleep last night. So you’re going to take a nap this afternoon. No arguments.” Faith whispers before placing a soft kiss on her lips.

“Did you get moved?” Tara questions, not arguing.

“Nope. Did look around upstairs, however. On the top floor there’s a suite of rooms that I think would be perfect for us. It’ll probably take a whole day to clean out because it’s being used for storage.” Faith answers grinning.

“Do you want us to get started cleaning it out today?” Tara questions.

“You are not doing anything this afternoon but sleeping.” Fait raises an eyebrow at the witch. “And I do mean that’s all you’re doing.”

“Faith!” Tara grumbles as they walk into their room.

“If you’re nice, I’ll take a nap with you.” Faith offers.

“Only sleep?” Tara pouts watching Faith.

“I know you’re tired, babe. So you’re napping. If you promise to nap with me here, I’ll stay. If you can’t sleep, I’m going to go start work on the rooms upstairs.” Faith states calmly and seriously.

Sighing quietly Tara nods her head and actually feels her body relaxing slightly as she makes the decision to get some sleep. “Sleep it is. But I want your extremely sexy, hot body next to mine.”

“Wouldn’t have it any other way.” Faith smirks then groans as Tara starts stripping her clothes off. Her eyes widening, Faith turns and runs back to the door slamming it shut and locking it. “You need to be a little more careful.” Faith growls out walking towards the witch. “I’m not sharing you with everyone else. They see your sexy, voluptuous body and they’ll want it. I will get very, very upset then.” Faith watches as Tara finishes taking off her clothes and growls deeply. “Maybe I shouldn’t stay for your nap.”

Tara smirks slightly, before shaking her head. “You can behave, I know you can. Strip and get in bed with me.” Tara pulls back the covers and slowly eases into the bed watching as Faith hesitates for a moment watching her before slowly taking her clothes off and climbing in on the other side. Tara turns to shift her body, pressing it against the slayers side and wrapping an arm around her stomach. Wriggling her body in tightly against the woman, Tara rubs her face against Faith’s neck, feeling her body slowly relaxing and whispers quietly before falling asleep. “I love you.”

“Ah, hell. You were fighting it all the way, weren‘t you babe?” Faith whispers wrapping her arm tightly around Tara and kissing her gently on the head. “And God help you, I love you, too.” Faith murmurs quietly, feeling a tear ease from her eye at saying those words for the first time in her life.


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“Hmmm. You wakin’ up babe?” Faith moans quietly as she slowly comes to then groans out arching up as her nipple is sucked into a warm wet mouth. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

Tara smiles around the nipple in her mouth before nibbling on it gently.

“You…Oh God…” Faith pants quietly as she feels Tara’s stomach pressing into her. Arching her hips up rotating slightly. “You can bite harder.” Faith finally gets out and jerks up hard as Tara bites down firmly on her nipple.

Tara pulls the nipple up letting her teeth scrape across it as she lets it escape from her grasp. “Like that?” Tara looks up with dark blue eyes at Faith, seeing her half-lidded gaze and moans before pressing her stomach harder into Faith’s apex.

“Yeah, that’s good for starters.” Faith grins slightly before running her hands down Tara’s hair and upper back. “I thought you were supposed to be napping.”

“I did.” Tara smiles wickedly before easing her body a little further down Faith’s to place wet firm kisses around her belly button. “I grew up on a farm. I can run on three hours sleep. Trained myself so I had time to do everything needed around the house, the farm and school. Of course I do better with at least five hours sleep. But…” Tara trails off shrugging before nipping firmly across Faith’s lower abdomen. Slowly running her hand along the scar on her stomach, Tara frowns slightly before placing loving kisses across it before licking gently. Finally covering the scar completely she glances up looking into the dark eyes of the slayer and whispers “Buffy?”

Faith nods her head swallowing hard. “Yeah. Deserved it and worse.” Faith admits quietly.

“No, Faith. No one deserves something bad happening to them. And you definitely don’t deserve anything bad now. You deserve to be held, kissed and loved from now on.” Tara reaches up and runs her hand down the slayer’s cheek. “We all make mistakes. We just need to learn from them. And I know you’ve learned from yours.”

“You’re too good for me.” Faith growls out before grasping the hand stroking her cheek and placing kisses over the fingertips. “But I’ll be damned if I’m gonna give ya up.”

Tara smiles and quirks an eyebrow at her lover. “And I’ll be damned if I’ll let you give me up.” She laughs quietly as she sees a smile cross Faith’s face. Becoming serious for a moment Tara tilts her head and runs a finger over Faith’s lips. Easing her body back up the slayers, she leans in and kisses her lovingly. Running a hand through the brown hair, Tara places a kiss on one dimple then the other one before sucking the cleft on Faith’s chin.

Faith smiles at the tender kisses the witch is placing over face and groans as the woman sucks on her chin, never realizing the pleasure she could receive from this simple caress. “Tara?”

Tara pulls away from where she’s sucking gently and places a lick up over the cleft before answering “Yes.”

“Are there any other places that I wouldn’t think would turn me on that you want to show me?” Faith smirks slightly at the witch. Watching the witch, her eyes widen at the wicked look coming across Tara’s face.

“Want me to show you now? Or do you want to be surprised for future love-making?” Tara smiles crookedly at the slayer. Watching the emotions crossing the slayer’s face, Tara giggles slightly before leaning in and kissing her. “With the proper motivation anywhere can be a turn-on, Faith.” Tara runs her hand down one of the slayer’s arms and brings the hand up to her lips and licks up one weapon roughened finger before nibbling on the pad. Working her way down the finger and nipping gently on the skin between the thumb and forefinger, Tara sucks it into her mouth before caressing it with her tongue.

Hitching in a breath, Faith groans, feeling like the skin Tara is sucking and licking has a direct link to her center. “Oh, shit.” Faith grounds out.

Tara smiles before nibbling up one side of a finger and around the other side before licking between the fingers. Gently easing a hand down the slayer’s side and hip, before tickling along a thigh. Running her fingertips over Faith’s knee, Tara sucks a finger in her mouth playing her tongue over it while shifting her body slightly to run the hand from Faith’s knee up the inside of the slayer’s thigh to caress gently over the slayer’s swollen, juice laden lips. Stroking a finger gently between the lips, Tara groans at the flood of liquid working its way out of the slayer. Taking three fingers and scooping up the juices easing out of the slayer, Tara smirks slightly around the finger in her mouth as Faith’s hips buck up hard at the caress. Bringing the fingers up to Faith’s nipples, Tara coats both of them before releasing the finger in her mouth and shifting her body slightly, Tara grins at the glistening juices now coating each of the hardening nipples.

“So Faith. What do you think?” Tara questions huskily watching the almost black eyes looking back at her. Blowing a cool breath of air across one nipple, Tara grins as it contracts to a smaller nub. Glancing at her fingers that are still covered in the slayer’s juices she smirks glancing up at the slayer’s lips. Shifting up to straddle the slayer’s hips, Tara leans down holding her fingers close to the slayer’s lips. “Do you mind?”

Faith groans deeply and closes her eyes shaking her head. It takes a couple tries but she finally gets out “No, not at all. But are you tryin’ to kill me?”

“Oh, no. Maybe see if I can make you scream loud enough to make everyone in the hotel hear you. Or maybe make you pass out from the pleasure. I haven’t quite decided yet.” Tara whispers while gently coating the slayer’s lips with her own juices. Looking intently at the slayer’s lips, Tara licks her own lips. Smelling the slayer has been driving her nuts and she’s letting her own desires build almost to an unbearable level. Wanting to taste the slayer, Tara finally gives in and dives in kissing her roughly, licking up the juices before sliding her tongue into the slayer’s welcoming mouth.

Faith strokes her tongue strongly against Tara’s, enjoying the taste of herself on Tara’s tongue. Moving her hands from where they were caressing the witch’s back, Faith moves them around and pinches Tara’s nipples firmly before caressing each breast as she hears Tara growl into her mouth.

Tara pulls away burying her face in the slayer’s neck, breathing heavily for a few moments, her body rocking back and forth. Nipping almost roughly at the skin under her lips, Tara shifts down and quickly licks up and over the slayer’s nipples alternating from one to the other biting down roughly on the hardened nub.

Faith growls out loudly while wrapping her hands in Tara’s hair, gently trying to tug her back up to kiss her.

Tara quickly comes up kissing Faith, wrapping her tongue repeatedly around the slayer’s until they both need to breathe. “I want you, Faith.” Tara growls out nipping down her neck and across her breasts, licking across her ribs. Quickly working her way down the slayer’s body.

Faith arches up groaning “I think you got me.”

“Not yet I don’t.” Tara nips down Faith’s stomach before sliding down to nip on Faith’s thighs. Inhaling deeply, Tara groans quietly before slowly running both hands up, separating the slayer’s outer lips before starting at the bottom of the slayer’s slit slowly licking up gathering all the juices she can before flicking her tongue quickly over the slayer’s swollen clit, making Faith jerk up hard. Wrapping an arm around one of the slayer’s thighs, anchoring herself to the woman Tara quickly sucks the hot swollen muscle in her mouth, alternating sucking and licking while sliding two fingers easily into the slayer’s hot center. On the next stroke in her lover’s body, Tara adds another finger, stroking firmly, curling her middle finger up to stroke over the slayer’s sweet spot on each shift. Feeling Faith’s body tensing under her and her hands gripping in her hair tighter, Tara hums into Faith while sucking strongly and groans as she feels the slayer’s inner muscles clenching on her fingers.

“SWEET MOTHER!!” Faith screams out as her body arches up lifting Tara with her as the orgasm works through her whole body, making her shake and cry out. “OH GOD TARAAAAA” Faith’s body shakes and crashes from one orgasm into another as Tara keeps up her stroking and sucking.

Tara holds onto the bucking slayer, groaning into the woman, making her squirm even more. Finally pulling her mouth away, Tara pants heavily, keeping up the stroking in the slayer, not believing the response of the woman. “God, Faith. You taste so good.” Tara growls before leaning down licking up the fluid literally flowing from the slayer. Still holding on as she rolls from one orgasm into another, finally collapsing on the bed her body still shaking uncontrollably. Tara finally slows her fingers down to a stop before easing them out. Quickly climbing back up the shuddering body of the slayer, Tara lays her body gently on top of hers, holding it tightly while placing gentle kisses on her face while stroking any body part she can reach, slowly calming her down.

Faith tries to raise her arms to wrap around Tara, but doesn’t have the strength. Whimpering quietly instead and slowly opening her eyes, Faith sees stars instead of the room and groans closing her eyes back, feeling as another strong orgasm works through her body. Long moments of Tara placing small kisses over her face and neck. Hands stroking through her hair, down her neck, arms and sides, Faith finally has enough energy to raise her arms and wrap them around Tara. Her body still working with the aftershocks of the multiple orgasms, Faith partially gets her breath back and whispers “Shit.”

Tara hears Faith’s heartfelt word and chuckles quietly in response. Leaning up slightly to look in the slayer’s eyes she smiles softly seeing the completely dazed eyes of the slayer looking back at her. “Are you okay love?” Watching as it takes a moment for Faith to process the question, Tara smiles when she gets a half-smirk in response. “I’ll take that as a better than okay.”

“You fuckin’ killed me.” Faith hoarsely grunts out, closing her eyes as another small orgasm works through her body, making her shift her hips up slightly. “What did you do?”

“Loved you with everything in me.” Tara whispers placing a kiss on her neck as she shifts her body down to rest her head on the slayer’s chest. Shifting her stomach to rest firmly against the slayer, smiling as she hears Faith groan and wrap her legs around hers, grinding herself slowly into her.

Faith jerks after grinding herself into the witch’s stomach as another orgasm works through her body from her slow grind. “Fuck me.” She growls shaking her head. “Don’t do that again.”

“Why not?” Tara whispers placing small kisses on the velvety soft skin of the slayer’s breast.

“Because I don’t have the fuckin’ energy to return the favor.” Faith finally gets out before chuckling quietly. “Ah, hell. Who’s that?” Faith snarls loudly as she hears a knock at their door.

“It’s me. I drew short straw to tell you guys not to worry about dinner, we’re eating the left over lasagna and we’ll make sandwiches if we need it. Oh, and by the way, if you get any louder, Faith, they’ll be able to hear you at Caritas.” Cordelia snarks through the door, before quietly laughing as she heads back downstairs.

“Bitch.” Faith growls before shifting her head and looking at the clock. “Did we sleep that late or were you driving me crazy for that long?”

Chuckling quietly, Tara looks at the clock and then lays her head back down on the slayer’s chest. “Maybe a combination of both. I didn’t really look to see what time it was when I woke up.”

Tara continues running her hands gently over the slayer before shifting her body to lay beside her so she can stroke more of the warm soft skin. Lying on her side, she props her head up with her hand while lightly stroking the slayer. Smiling as she hears what can only be called purrs coming from Faith she glances up looking in the dark eyes with laughing blue eyes. “You like this?”

Faith nods her head watching as Tara smiles softly as she goes back to watching her hand play over her body. Finally having enough strength, Faith reaches up and wraps her arm around the back of Tara, stroking firmly down her back smirking as Tara groans and arches into her body.

“I’m starting to get my energy back.” Faith growls out, before shifting her body so she’s facing Tara. “Slayer stamina finally shows back up.”

Tara smirks at Faith. “So what are you going to do now that you got your second wind?”

Leaning in Faith presses a strong kiss on the side of Tara’s neck before pulling away looking into the midnight blue eyes. “I’m gonna see if I can make you scream louder than I did.”

Tara grins and raises an eyebrow. “I guess that’s only fair.” Tara runs her hand up to slide through Faith’s hair clasping gently behind the slayer’s neck, urging her in for a long passionate kiss.

“Guys I hate to tell you this, but Cordy had a vision and we’re gonna need you, Faith.” Angel calls through the door after knocking on it quickly.

“Fuck” Faith growls out looking at the door.

“Go, love. I’ll help Cordy, Angel” Tara yells as she hops up out of the bed dressing quickly.

“Do I have time for a shower, Fang?” Faith yells as she rolls out of bed looking for her clothes.

“Quick one, we’ll get the weapons together.” Angel yells before turning to head back downstairs.

“Go ahead and shower here, I’ll go get you some clothes.” Tara offers as she heads towards the door.

“Sorry.” Faith calls after the woman, watching her quietly.

Turning to look at Faith, Tara smiles softly. “It‘s okay, love. Things happen. Take a shower, I‘ll be back in a few minutes.” Tara quickly unlocks the door before running down the hallway to Faith’s room grabbing a pair of her leather pants, tank top, socks, bra and her leather jacket just in case. Running back to her bedroom, she places the clothes on the bed and grabs the slayer’s boots setting them on the floor by the clothes. Smiling softly towards the shower door hearing the water running, Tara turns around heading downstairs, being sure to shut the door behind her.

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