Hello! This is a very short part. I thought I’d add something, even if it was little, so I don’t become a slacker. *giggles* It’s an early Tuesday morning in this fic. A little Hadley goodness…remember it’s short. Have a great weekend. I’ll be back with more within the next week.Author: Taras Shadow
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Joss Whedon, ME, UPN…except for Tori, Hadley, Jessica Paris, and Orlando and other non-Buffy characters-they belong to me
Feedback: Yes please, everything is welcome
Pairings: W/T, X/A, B/

D/Tori
Rating:
PG
Summary: Willow is one of the hottest models in the world. When she comes home for her holiday, she meets a nice family that is new to Sunnydale. Can she find love, and continue her much loved career? This is an AU fic. There will be a little angst between some characters, but nothing big for I want to keep the angst issue light. Thoughts are in < >
~Part 28a~~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Monday had come and gone. The day was filled with running errands for the red head. Tara had left for work and Hadley still wasn’t feeling all that well to go to school, she had tried that morning, but Willow ended up picking her up at school that same morning. So her and Hadley set off for the day, grocery shopping, and a little bit of luxuriating shopping as well.
Now, it was Tuesday morning, Willow and Tara just fell asleep not to long ago after making love through the night. Teasing did not happen that night, just purely sensual lovemaking.
“Hello?” Willow’s sleepy voice answered the phone by her bedside.
“Willow, sweetie how are you?” A male voice rang through the red heads ears.
“Tired, Orlando, it’s like…five in the morning.” Willow groaned lying back down with the phone against her ear.
“I know…and I’m sorry. I should’ve called much earlier, I’m very sorry.” Orlando apologized.
“Sweetie, who is it?” Tara whispered snuggling closer against Willow her eyes still closed.
“Orlando,” Willow whispered back covering the receiver before putting the phone back to her ear. “How may I help you?”
“I just had to apologize about this Australia trip…I really did try to get you out of it.” Orlando said sadly.
“That’s ok. I’m ok.” Willow said. “Yeah, I’m sad and upset, but this is what I have to do.”
Tara opened her eyes and peered over Willow’s shoulder frowning a bit.
“Bright side, you can make it a family trip.” Orlando tried his best to make this a good thing.
“Sure I could, but I’m not going too.” Willow sat up a bit. “I will not ask Tara to take her sister and daughter, not to mention herself, out of school. Plus Tara works, Hadley has a play, and Tori has a job and Dawn. I can’t ask them to drop everything just because I’m leaving.”
Tara sat up and lifted one leg over Willow’s and straddled her, causing a questioning look from Willow.
“Um…Orlando, can we talk about this later…” Willow muttered and hung up the phone before listening to his answer. She looked up into Tara’s troubled eyes. “Baby?”
“I want to come with you.” Tara said seriously.
Willow shook her head and looked deeply into Tara’s eyes. “Baby…you can’t.”
“But you just said you weren’t going to ask…”
“Because I’m not going to ask.” Willow sat up fully now, her fingers mapping out patterns on Tara’s bareback. “I can’t let you go. You are working so hard, and you’re doing so well. Hadley is so excited about school and the play, and we both know Tori wouldn’t leave Dawn for that long.” Willow tried to reason. “I don’t want to go Tare…I want to stay here with you, I want to fall asleep and wake up in your arms…a whole month without you is going to kill me, but this is me…who I am, what I do, and I have to go.” Her voice was as gentle as light spring rain.
Tara nodded sadly and rested her head on Willow shoulder. “I understand.” She whispered.
“I know you do.” Said Willow stroking blonde hair and a smooth back with her fingers. “You’ve always understood me, you never questioned me, you actually forgot that I had a key to Hollywood and was known around the world…Tara,” She pushed Tara back slightly and stared into the blue orbs, “I want nothing more than to bring you ladies with me…”
Tara closed the gap with a gentle and soft kiss. Her breath washed across Willow’s cheek, “I understand.” She whispered again.
“I get to go to school today!” Hadley sang loudly outside the bedroom door.
Tara looked at the alarm clock by Willows head.
5:23am
“Go to back to bed!” They heard Tori yell from a spare bedroom. “It’s too early.”
“But I get to show off my wheelchair at school.” Hadley pouted.
“How did you get into your wheelchair in the first place?”
Willow and Tara had to giggle when they heard the early morning banter between Tori and Hadley.
“Mama and Willow put the wheelchair right next to my bed, close enough so I can climb on, just in case I have to go to the washroom…I’m not all broked you know...” Hadley’s voice fainted a bit, assuming she went down the hall towards the room Tori, the one she had claimed was hers whenever they stayed at Willow’s.
“Talk about early morning wake up calls.” Tara whispered lowering Willow to the bed, stretching her body out against her girlfriend’s.
“Mmmm…I’d say so.” Willow grinned and caressed Tara’s back leaning up for a good morning kiss. “Morning.”
Tara smiled and pulled the sheet over their entangled bodies. Her head pillowed against Willow’s shoulder. “Morning.” She snuggled close, loving the way their nude bodies fit so perfectly.
Willow parted her legs a bit, allowing Tara to slip and lock tightly against her more comfortably. She managed to hold back a small moan when Tara’s skin slid against her own.
Tara smiled into the freckled shoulder feeling her lover shiver a bit. “This is nice.” She whispered. “Just simply holding.”
Willow snickered. “Right, just simply holding…then why are you rubbing your hand up and down my thigh?”
“I have no idea what you are talking about.” Tara feigned ignorance.
“MAMA!” Hadley yelled.
Tara and Willow both jumped up from the bed and threw on their robes running into the call. They found Hadley out of her wheelchair on the floor. “Hadley baby.” Tara ran to her daughter. “What on earth are you doing on the floor?”
“Auntie Tori dared me to walk…” Hadley pouted.
“I did not. You liar. I just said if you could walk, then go ahead and walk.” Tori defended herself. “I did not say you had to walk or dare you, you little…”
“Hey.” Willow warned warmly. “No name calling.”
“I’m sorry Hadley.” Tori apologized. “If I knew you were actually going to hop out of your wheelchair and try and walk, I would’ve kept my mouth shut.”
“Fishy lips.” Hadley stuck her tongue out at her Auntie.
“Hadley, be nice.” Tara said helping her up and placing her back in her chair.
Tori couldn’t help but burst into laughter. Hadley hadn’t called her that since she was three. It was at Tori’s sweet sixteenth birthday party the Tara threw for her. Tori had just finished blowing out her candles, when Hadley giggled calling her fishy lips. It was a very small thing, but made an impact with Tori’s old friends. Fishy lips stuck with her for a while before they decided to move to Sunnydale.
“It’s ok Tara…I deserved that one.” Tori snickered.
“Willmy? Can you help me downstairs?” Hadley asked flexing her tiny hands for Willow to pick her up.
Willow picked up the small child and grinned. “How about we go to your wardrobe closet and pick out some school clothes. Then get you washed up and ready before breakfast.”
“OKAY!” Hadley squealed clapping her good hand on Willow’s shoulder.
Tara and Tori couldn’t help but smile. “Well, seeing as we’re already up…while Willow helps Hadley, you and I will go and start on the breakfast.” Tara eyes glittered at her sister, just waiting for a reaction.
“What?” Tori shrieked. “Tara…it’s not even six.” She whined leaning on Tara’s shoulder.
“Exactly! And look, we can watch the sun rise and listen to the birds start to chirp. You can have a longer shower because Willow said so…and you can be early to pick up Dawn and Willow, Joyce and I will meet you at the school in the afternoon.” Tara laughed kissing her sister on the head before walking down the stairs.
“Tara, just to let you know…you’re evil.” Tori yelled before grabbing a towel and clothes.
“So I’ve been told.” Tara smirked.
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~Holly~
Show me where to touch you-Tara-It Ain't Fickle
Mommy, how come monkey's can't talk?-Odette