Wanted: A Werewolf and a Superman by Frau Hunter Ash

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Summary: It's a full moon, Willow is a werewolf and there's an earthquake.

After breakfast, Buffy, Tara and Willow made their way to Giles' apartment. They found Angel and Cordelia asleep in the guest bed, Carson on the floor and Wesley on the sofa.

Awake was Giles, Xander, Anya and Brad Santiago and they were waiting for the girls. They quickly woke up Wesley and threw him off the sofa so they could all sit down together.

Giles' sharp eyes took in the sight of Willow settling in between Buffy and Tara with approval but also noticed the worried glances between Buffy and Tara and made a mental note to ask one of them later. Apparently things weren't totally back to normal between the three of them yet. Then the ex-Watcher scolded himself, <when had it ever been normal between the three of them?>

"Okay, you guys had a pow-wow while I was all furry, what was decided?" Willow asked, pretending not to notice Buffy and Tara shifting uncomfortably with her joking about her werewolf side.

"Well," Giles hesitated, taking off his glasses and beginning to clean them with his shirt. "I…I'm not sure how to…"

"Okay," Xander finally snapped. "He wants to take the battle to Adam, attack him first. Adam and his demons and vampires."

"How?" Tara questioned, sensing the tension developing in the room. It was practically visibly dancing off Willow.

"He wants to call in the troops," Xander growled, his voice reflecting his disapproval of the plan.

"Troops? Soldiers?" Buffy questioned and felt a growl from Willow. Both Tara and Buffy turned to find Willow's green eyes blazing with distrust and growing anger.

"Giles?" Willow asked softly and noticed that neither Wesley nor Giles would meet her eyes.

"They want Adam and the demons dead, so do we," Giles tried to explain. "They have weapons and soldiers, we don't. We have the Slayer, they don't."

"Initiative?" Buffy squeaked. "Have you lost your mind? After what they did to Wills and Spike?"

"Speaking of which, he dropped by last night and swore he'd have nothing to do with any of us if we called in the Initiative," Xander added.

"Wills?" Buffy asked softly as she and Tara heard a growl from the redhead between them.

Willow stood up slowly and walked over to Giles and down into his saddened eyes.

"You asked me to trust you, Giles," Willow growled softly. "You only read reports; you didn't see or feel what they did to me, to Oz and to countless others."

"We felt some of it, Giles," Buffy said, reaching over as Tara reached for her hand. "We saw and felt only tiny bits and it still gives me nightmares."

"Then help me find it," he pleaded, his eyes begging Willow to understand his reasoning.

After a few moments, Willow's eyes lost some of her anger and she reached out and took Giles' hand in hers.

Willow turned swiftly and dashed out the door, her face reflecting her conflicting emotions.

"Giles, you are so in trouble," Buffy growled as Xander slammed the door behind him.

"I know, just help me find another way and I'd be more than happy to go along with it," Giles pleaded.

"Willow! Wait up!" Xander yelled as he pulled his jacket on. The redhead stopped trotting down the sidewalk and hesitated. He wasn't sure she was going to face him but he saw her shoulders sag and she turned to him.

He gave her his best lopsided grin and handed her the jacket she had left behind.

"I know, I could tell," she smiled slightly. "I know Giles is right, logically. It just scares the hell out of me, the thought of seeing any of them sends my heart racing and I start sweating and can't think."

"First class panic attack, huh? Reminds of me of test day in geometry," Xander smiled and was grateful when Willow managed a smile in understanding.

"I know, Tara and Buffy aren't the same without you around," he nodded. "None of us are."

"I'm sorry about freaking out and splitting…I didn't know what to do… you got shot rescuing me from the Initiative, Buffy nearly got blown up, Fox and Scully risked their careers for me… I couldn't risk being taken again…for me or for you."

"Willow, it's okay," Xander said, wrapping his good arm around her. "I understand this more than I did when Buffy split."

"It feels like everything is shut down but like a live wire dancing inside of me," Willow tried to explain. "I tried to run away from feeling anything, tried to shut down. I'm still shut down and I…I don't…don't know how…."

"If you weren't being so un-Xander like…I'd worry about that statement," Willow whispered, trying to smile.

"Hey, knight in shining armor time," he protested. "What happened, Wills? You aren't just wigging over the soldier-boys."

"I know we learned the wolf didn't k-kill that girl," Willow began trying to sort things out. "But the wolf d-did…I killed that other werewolf, Xander."

"He was a werewolf, Willow," Xander protested. "One of the bad guys, that makes you a good guy."

"Look, all I know is that we need to get Adam buried some place cold, dark and deep. Buffy and Tara need you, we all need you," he said firmly.

Giles knew that he was facing a hostile crowd, the only one who seemed to think contacting the Initiative was a good was Wesley and he hadn't seen even the damage they had done to Willow. Even when Wesley had been in Sunnydale, he had never gotten very close to Willow and couldn't really judge the after effects either. It didn't help that Willow was now a werewolf and witch, Giles knew that Wesley thought Willow was extremely dangerous.

Giles had to admit though; Wesley had done a lot of growing up and gaining some common sense since he had been with Angel in Los Angeles. Giles could tell what Wesley was thinking but the young former Watcher was keeping those thoughts and feelings to himself. Giles knew that was a wise move, especially in this crowd.

"All right, enough!" he shouted into the bickering room. He looked each of them squarely in the eyes, gauging their openness, level of hostility and their willingness to listen.

Cordelia was hanging on Angel's every word and was faintly hostile if it was going to hurt Willow.

Brad Santiago, police detective and official member of the Scooby Gang, was open to suggestions and probably one of the more logical thinking minds in the room along with Giles and Wesley. He would weigh things fairly, Giles knew. He also thought of Willow as a daughter and wasn't pleased with anything the kids had been through.

Carson was barely awake in the daylight hours and watching everyone with the trained eye of a priest and ancient vampire. Giles knew the vampire was overly protective of Willow, why, he couldn't tell yet, and the ex-Watcher knew that Carson would be hard to convince if it might hurt Willow, emotionally or physically.

Anya was curious about the interactions of the small group as well but when Giles caught her eyes, he knew that Anya was concerned but listening.

Tara wasn't saying much, she had only just met Angel, Wesley, Cordelia and Carson. Giles knew it had to be difficult for the young witch. She knew Angel was Buffy's ex-lover, a relationship doomed to futility, something that had caused Buffy endless pain. Her first real love in her life and it had ended horribly, given another chance only to fail on a weak ending. Carson had to be a definite worry for Tara, Giles reflected, they still weren't sure what his motivations were and it was obvious he had gotten very close to Willow. From the hints, Giles gathered that Willow and Carson had shared the same bed, both in Sunnydale and in Los Angeles and that Willow hadn't suggested otherwise.

Giles didn't think Willow and Carson had become lovers but he wasn't sure if that was both their decisions or just Willow's.

Tara had two lovers, Buffy with a vampire ex-boyfriend and Willow with a vampire who was possibly in love with her. Not pleasant thoughts to be dealing with.

Giles had the feeling that Tara would do anything to protect Willow and Buffy, even risking her own life and soul and wouldn't be very open to his suggestion.

Buffy's ice blue eyes glared back at him. Giles knew there would probably be no debate with her. She had always been protective of Willow but in this situation Giles knew she wouldn't bend unless Willow agreed.

Giles' next sentence caught in his throat when Willow and Xander walked back into his apartment. Giles didn't say anything as Willow walked up to him and looked down at his green-blue eyes. He couldn't read her expression in either her face or eyes and worried what her response to him might be. Giles knew that they still remembered his part in the Council's testing of Buffy when the Slayer turned eighteen and that they considered it a betrayal of Buffy's trust.

Willow's features softened and she hugged the tall Englishman. She felt Giles' stiff body relax in her arms as he sighed gratefully.

"I trust you, Giles," she said firmly and walked over to join Buffy and Tara on the sofa once again, melting into their arms as they both put their arms around her shoulders, all three connecting. "I don't like it…and…and I may wig out on you if I see guys in l-lab coats…but I know it gives us…gives Buffy a fighting chance against Adam."

"Willow, why don't you and Cordelia go back to Los Angeles until this over," Angel suggested and both women glared at him. He held up his hands protectively. "Hey, it should be over long before the next full moon and you've already been attacked once because of how close you are to Buffy."

"No, I'm not running again," Willow grumbled and felt Tara and Buffy's arms tighten around her.

"And you, Mr. Brood Vampire!" Cordelia snapped. "I am so not helpless and I am not leaving if everyone else is in trouble."

"Oh yes you did!" Cordelia snapped. "Sending me and Willow off like we're fragile china you have to pack away after the holidays! I've learned how to fight back and these are my friends, our friends. Besides, who's going to protect us in Los Angeles?"

"What do you mean?" Wesley questioned while Angel shrank away from Cordelia's angry stare.

"We couldn't find Willow but Adams' vampires could?" she pointed out and Willow went pale, touching her head where the vampire had bashed her. "You want us helpless females to go back there without protection?"

"Yes, you did," Buffy smirked at him and watched as Angel groaned and lowered his head to his hands. Knowing Cordelia, he was going to have to fork over at least two major credit cards to get out of this doghouse when it was over. Buffy grinned, relieved that seeing Angel didn't send her on an emotional roller coaster as she had feared. Being next to Willow and Tara made her time with Angel seem so far away and ancient.

"Enough!" Giles cut into the Angel bashing. "Look, we've been going over this for hours and no one has come up with anything else that might help. I don't want to call on the Initiative goons for help but they seem like the only option. Agent Mulder and Scully are away on a case and can't help."

"Me too," Tara chipped in and blushed under the questioning but welcome smiles from Buffy and Willow.

Before either witch could get a word out, everyone turned when Cordelia grabbed her head with a sharp cry of pain. Angel and Wesley both jumped out of their chairs and caught the brunette before she hit the floor.

"Aspirin and water, after that some fruit juice and a blanket, please," he asked the other Englishman and Giles wheeled off to grab the requested items.

Angel helped Cordelia sit up as she groaned in pain. Wesley drew out a notepad from his jacket and waited.

"Oh God, Doyle, I'm going to kill you in the next life for this!" Cordelia whined. Giles came back in and watched, his own mind taking notes. One thing he never expected out of life was Cordelia Chase becoming a seer for the Powers That Be. "Okay, some guy in SWAT type gear is planting something at Buffy's house, in the living room and bedrooms. Blocks of clay with nice LED clocks on top," she whispered and collapsed into Angel's arms.

Buffy, Tara and Willow quickly cleared the sofa as the vampire put Cordelia down and Giles covered her with a blanket. Wesley took the aspirin and water, helping the seer take the medicine that would barely help with the massive migraine that came with the visions.

Riley mentally screamed at himself as he set the last charge in the house he had visited when he was dating Buffy. One part of his mind was happy with the job he had just accomplished; the C4 was placed in the basement, under the stairs, in the kitchen and in Buffy's bedroom. Per Adam's orders, the timers were set to explode at 4 a.m. when everyone was usually asleep, even after a night of Slaying and heavy research they were usually in bed by that time.

Even if they weren't, the odds were that they'd be gathered in the living room or kitchen, right between the explosions from above, below and beside them.

Riley looked out the front door carefully and, seeing no cars or anyone watching the house, he stepped out onto the porch. The well-trained commando sensed movement beside him and only caught a glimpse of the board before it hit him over the head.

"Tell me again why we don't kill humans?" Xander growled as they dragged the soldier back inside the Summers' house.

"Because we're not vigilantes, Xan," Buffy huffed as she dropped Riley's feet on the floor and Xander dropped his end without caring whether Riley hit the floorboards hard or not. "Faith was wrong to kill that guy, even if he was working for the Mayor."

"Buffy, this is the guy who helped kidnap Willow and set her up for horrible experiments and torture," he protested, beginning to strip Riley's flak jacket off and military belt while Buffy removed the soldier's weapons and hidden gear.

"I know, Xander, I know," Buffy muttered. "I saw some of it in my head, remember? I felt her terror and pain. The only ones who know what that's like are Tara and Willow."

"I'm sorry, I just really want to hurt this guy," Xander complained. "He wasn't under anyone's influence then."

"No, just his own prejudice and stupidity," Buffy agreed. "We still don't kill humans."

"What do we do with him then?" Xander asked, heading to the kitchen to grab the duct tape.

"Take him back to Giles' place after I defuse the bombs," Buffy explained, taking the tape from Xander and ripping off a piece and slapping it over Riley's mouth. She then flipped the unconscious soldier over and duct taped his hands and feet.

"No, you blindfold him and when we find the bombs, I'll defuse them. I remember how to do it from that weird Halloween when I was a trained soldier," Xander amended and Buffy nodded.

It took less time than they thought it would when Angel called them and said Cordelia remembered more of her vision and could tell them exactly where the bombs had been placed. Finding them didn't make either of them feel more confident in Xander's untested bomb squad abilities until all the wires were disconnected from the C4 blocks and from the timers.

Xander, sweating profusely from the tension, sighed with relief and buried his head in his arms at the kitchen counter while Buffy grabbed a soda for both of them.

"Oh God," he muttered, looking at the blocks and wires, now two separate piles. "I never so want to do that again."

"I was?" he questioned, in typical Xander fashion. "I gotta admit there, Buffs, I was scared."

"Me too," she admitted with a small smile. "Giles is bringing everyone here. Willow wants to try something with Riley and is willing for Giles to call the Initiative," she explained the information from a second telephone call.

"No, but if Wills is able to handle it, guess we don't have a choice," she complained. "You talked with her, Xan. Why won't she open up to us?"

"She's worried about the werewolf, of course," he began to explain his conversation with Willow. "She's shut down and doesn't know how to open up again. Something is really scaring her and she can't even put it words."

"Tara thinks it's a magick thing, that Wills tapped into some dark stuff when she took that curse from me," Buffy added.

"Yeah, Giles has mentioned that a couple of times," Xander nodded. "He thinks it's like that show Friday the 13th, where if you invite one kind of evil in then you open the door to all kinds, like using a cursed object thing. If you use it, even for good, then you're opening yourself up to temptation, possession, and all sorts of stuff."

"Hey, Mikki is cute on that show!" he protested. "You know, red hair, green eyes, and…and you are so not going to tell Anya I said that, are you?"

"Nope, secret is safe with me," Buffy grinned. It was feeling like old times with everyone pulling together to fight evil.

"I don't know, she's been doing a lot of research in Giles' books on how to fight really powerful things," Buffy commented.

The wait wasn't long and Angel and Carson managed to get into the house without too much incident with blankets thrown over their heads. Once inside they carried Riley downstairs to the basement and chained him to a large foundation post with shackles Giles brought with him.

Once gathered in the living room, Giles and everyone turned to Willow and Tara as they sat in a large easy chair, Buffy at their feet, her arms resting on both sets of legs.

"Well, my idea is to use some of the equipment from the Initiative, our magick and find a way to key into the frequency of the chip controlling Riley and break that control," Willow explained.

"I don't know, she knows more about this damned stuff than I do," Giles complained.

"Does that mean she could un-chip Spike?" Anya questioned with a frown and Willow blushed.

"I don't think so," she muttered. "His chip is a self contained program chip. It works on its own. I think Riley's chip must be open to outside commands for Adam to be controlling him."

"Like on Star Trek when Spock lost his brain and McCoy had a thing that controlled his body like a robot?" Xander questioned.

"A little more detail for us non-Trekkies, vampires and foreign types," Buffy pleaded.

"There's a c-chip embedded in Riley and Adam punches in c-commands on a control pad. Like programming a robot d-dog or something," Tara explained. "Riley is forced to follow those commands."

"And Spike's chip only becomes active when he tries to go against its programming," Willow added. "It's already programmed."

"I get it, you want to cut in and jam his frequency or over-ride the signal," Wesley smiled.

"Yes, exactly. It might come in handy in the middle of a battle to have our own Brutus next to Caesar," Willow grinned.

"Most excellent, Wills!" Buffy grinned and hugged Willow's legs. The blush that covered the redhead's face reminded the Slayer of pre-werewolf Willow and she was grateful for any flash of a non-traumatized Willow.

"I found a spell that might help during a fight with Adam," she began softly. "It's a spell to call the strength of all the previous Slayers into the current one during a battle."

Everyone was silent for a moment as both Wesley and Giles began to clean their glasses.

"Well, I remember something about it," Giles admitted as Wesley shook his head no. "It's not something the Council encourages; they're rather suspicious of Slayers getting involved with magick and such."

"And the dangers are?" Carson demanded. "A spell that powerful takes what and what can go wrong?"

"Well, we need someone to represent the basic pentacle, to give that energy to the Slayer and channel the strength of the previous Slayers to her," Tara explained. "The danger is that it wouldn't work and burn everyone participating out, maybe killing them."

Everyone grew silent as they contemplated the consequences, risks, and need for the spell.

"Okay, the way we've figured it out," Willow said thoughtfully. "I'm water, Buffy is fire, Tara is earth, Giles is air and Xander is Spirit. What do we do about Buffy's spot? She can't be in a casting circle and be fighting at the same time."

"Any suggestions? Anyone else represent fire that you can work with?" Giles questioned and all three girls frowned as they pondered.

"No, he's b-basically the animated dead; the energy this c-calls for would turn him to ashes in an instant. Any vampire trying to c-channel Slayer energy would be toast."

"And the downside to that is?" Xander growled and Anya poked him in the ribs. "What? He's a vampire! We're supposed to kill them."

"He's tame now and there's two other vampires sitting in this room that we consider friends!" Willow snapped.

Xander, glancing at Angel and Carson, grumbled under his breath and dropped his head.

"No offense taken," Carson shrugged but Willow could feel how tense he was from across the room.

"The other thing is that we have to be fairly close to Buffy when we do the spell," Tara added. "The ingredients shouldn't be a p-problem."

"So what does that mean?" Anya complained. "Does that mean during the middle of a battle we drop our weapons, form a happy circle and do some chanting? In case you didn't notice, demons and vampires aren't likely to stop what they're doing, like killing us, for us to do a little spell!"

"Keep watching the TV, lover," Xander said with a grin. "Your English is definitely improving. She's right, you know."

"Depends on where we do the fighting," Giles said. "Buffy, you know the Initiative, do they prefer the open or in caves?"

Buffy frowned. "They had no trouble going into the sewers or caves but I think they preferred fighting in the open woods."

"Just call them and get it over with," Willow snapped and then closed her eyes. She opened them slowly and squeezed Tara's hand. "Sorry, guys."

"I'll call them and have them send over an officer or planning person," Giles said softly.

"Giles," the ex-Watcher turned at the sound of urgency in Willow's voice. "No lab coat types; no scientists, no doctors or I might wig and then I wouldn't be of any use to you."

"He believes us, cares for us, but inside he's still a skeptic," Willow muttered.

"Cordelia is not a fire person," Angel grumbled. "She's a firecracker but not fire energy."

She looked at the surprised faces and frowned. "What, like I can't have magickal insight?"

"Giles, I know you don't want Mom in danger, neither do I," Buffy said, a catch in her voice. "She's not really part of the gang but do you have a better suggestion?"

"Agreed, if not, we use Brad," Buffy nodded. "Mom's due back from the buying trip tomorrow."

Adam threw one demon through a partition wall and backhanded another one into the stone wall of the cave; both were dead before their bodies hit the floor.

"What do you mean Riley Finn hasn't returned?" he demanded from a vampire that had worked his way up in the ranks.

"Alright, put a watch on the Summers' house and tell me if it explodes at 4 a.m.," Adam ordered.

"Yes, sir," the vampire scurried away to carry out the orders and get away from the temperamental demon/cyborg.

Major Joseph Rydell sat down slowly in one of the easy chairs. It was obvious the group of people in the room weren't happy to see him and he wasn't happy to be there either.

His eyes narrowed as he took in Angel and Carson and they shifted uncomfortably. Angel was grateful that he had finally given into Cordelia's suggestion that he and Carson wear hats and sunglasses for the meeting with the Initiative. She had insisted she didn't want her boss' face showing up on a wanted list.

Buffy felt the witch body tense next to her on the sofa and Tara reached out to hold Willow's hand, reassuring her lover.

"One more word about Hostile anything and I'll shove those leaves on your collar down your throat," Buffy growled and the Major turned almost purple.

"Major, as I explained on the telephone," Giles stepped between the two before it could come to blows. "We have some ideas of how to attack your rogue experiment and you have the strength of numbers."

Buffy smirked at Giles' reference to Adam as a 'rogue experiment' from the Initiative. Xander was grinning openly and Anya actually laughed at the Army officer.

"You destroyed our base, sabotaged our computers and you expect us to just walk away?" he countered.

"This is my town, Maple leaf," Buffy growled. "I was slaying demons and vampires long before you came to town with your Frankenstein science set."

"Well, now he's my problem because he keeps trying to kill me and my friends," Buffy snapped. "Giles…"

"Easy, Buffy," Giles motioned for his Slayer to remain calm. "Look, we have a plan that might actually work against Adam. Do you?"

Major Rydell shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "No," he admitted. "What's your plan?"

"Willow is a computer wizard," Wesley joined in on the explanation. "She needs to talk to the techs who helped design the chips that you implant into your soldiers for behavior modification. She thinks she can over-ride the signal and break the control over Riley Finn. Beyond that, we need a coordinated attack on the caves, a full assault. Buffy will be with your troops and will take on Adam."

"What will the rest of you being doing while my troops go into that hell zone again?" he demanded.

"Some of us will be fighting along side Buffy and the others will be working a magickal spell that just might ensure Adam's defeat," Giles answered.

"Magick? You civilians amaze me," the Major sneered. "I suppose you believe vampires and werewolves are cursed by dark forces, right?"

"I was," Willow said softly. "I had a friend who was bitten by a werewolf, infected as you call it. I worked a magick spell and took the curse into me. You already know I'm a werewolf and I wasn't bitten and it's not inherited. How would you explain it?"

"What else do you want to do, Major?" Giles asked. "You'll have the Slayer leading the charge and possibly with a plan that can work. What is your plan?"

"Bomb the hell out of those caves and turn it into a crater," Major Rydell growled.

"Okay, I'll work with you," he said reluctantly. "Let's sit down and plan this, when do you want to move against that freak?"

"Tomorrow night," Giles said and wasn't surprised when everyone started complaining, squeaking in surprise, or shouting in anger. "Stop!" he shouted back.

Everyone calmed down to listen. "Now, when Adam realizes that Riley isn't back and the house doesn't explode out from under us, he'll be very angry and will probably plan an attack. I suggest we meet him and the demons when they come out of the caves and surprise them."

"We'll make it work," the Major grinned. "My boys are anxious to give back some of what those damned things gave us."

"Okay, I suggest that our night friends stay out of the battle and protect the circle," Giles said.

"Good idea," the Major sneered. "I wouldn't want them getting staked accidentally or shot with something silver."

Giles grabbed Buffy's arm as the Slayer tried to sprung up from the sofa. He caught sight of a very pale Willow with clenched hands and eyes flashing totally black. "Willow! Calm yourself!" he shouted as Angel jumped up to help him hold the enraged Buffy.

"Damn you, did you have to do that?" Wesley demanded, yanking the military officer to his feet. The major retaliated with a blow that sent the Englishman to the floor.

"Just so we know where we all stand," Major Rydell growled. "I'll work with you and tell my men to work with you but none of them will like it and I sure as hell don't."

"I'm out of here," the Major smirked. "I'll send over some of the techs at first light."

Buffy turned and went to her knees to wrap her arms around Willow and Tara as the redhead collapsed into their arms.

"I'm tired," Buffy complained. "I'm not going out slaying with Adam out there expecting us to go boom."

"Why don't the three of you go to bed," Angel suggested. "We'll all figure out where to crash and wait for the soldiers and your mom."

"Okay, we'll be in Wills room, that leaves mine and Tara's open," Buffy sighed, nuzzling against Willow's neck. "What about Riley?"

"We'll make sure he's fed and watered," Anya grinned and Giles shook his head at her sense of humor.

It was the first night back in her own bed for Willow and her first back with both Tara and Buffy. The hacker was nervous and it showed.

Tara went to the dresser and lit a candle and then lit another one on a nightstand.

She sat down on the edge of the bed and held out her arms for Willow. The hacker slowly walked to her lover and let Tara take her hands and pull her closer.

"It feels like I'm in a deep well, it's all dark inside," Willow said softly, closing her eyes as Buffy wrapped her arms around her waist and ribs. "I'm afraid to feel anything."

"I can't feel anything except fear and…and…it's like an energy…like a sugar buzz or espresso, tripled," she whispered.

Willow whimpered softly and let her hands drop to her sides as Tara released them. The hacker's breathing quickened further when she felt Tara's hands begin unbuttoning her shirt.

"It hurts," Willow whispered back but couldn't deny the tremble from her body as Buffy nibbled on her neck. She could feel the heat from Buffy and the desire radiating from Tara.

"I…it…" Willow whimpered again as she felt someone pull her shirt off. Tara moved closer and Willow's knees almost buckled as Buffy undid her bra from behind and let it fall from the red-head's body.

"Tell us, they took your voice from you," Tara whispered. She and Buffy had talked with both Mulder and Scully through emails and telephone calls about what to expect with Willow's recovery from the trauma and had gained some insight about PST survivors. "Keep connected to us with it."

"Lay down, Wills," Buffy said softly. "Nothing's going to happen that you're not ready for," she promised.

Willow let them lay her gently on the bed as conflicting images kept flashing through her mind against her will. Images of slashing out with claws at the other werewolf, of Buffy with her head thrown back in passion under Willow's body, images of lab coats surrounding her and blinding pain, images of Oz' sightless eyes, of Tara's eyes when she looked up at Willow.

Willow felt someone removing her boots and jeans and pulling a t-shirt on over her head.

Two bodies curled around Willow as she pulled her stuffed fox into her arms and began to cry.

Suddenly, Willow let loose with everything she had seen and been through when held by the Initiative and after. The physical torture, discovering Oz was alive and a nice guy again, the tests, Riley's taunts, Walsh's indifference, and the mental torture. Most of it came out in between sobs as she clung desperately to Tara and Willow. About her terror at waking up covered in blood in the sewers and seeing Carson for the first time, knowing she had probably killed someone. Willow explained how she couldn't even think when she heard the Initiative was still in town. Her voice broke again when she told them all she could think about was getting out of town and keeping herself and them safe from the Initiative.

Finally, she began to drift into sleep, still clinging to Buffy, Willow's fingers interlaced with Tara's.

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