Author: Sara
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Willow, Tara and other BtVS characters are the property of Joss Whedon/Mutant Enemy.

Tara and Willow were now alone in the room. Tara took a step toward Willow and smiled slightly. "S-so... I was wondering..."

Tara didn't get to finish because a beautiful blonde entered the room. The woman closed the door and stood, looking at Tara.

"Tara, baby... why'd you leave like that? No note... Nothing."

Tara backed up slightly. "Gl-Glory..."

Willow looked between the two in complete confusion, the scared look on Tara's face not quite registering with her. <Is this Tara's ex? Why did Tara leave? Maybe they're still together. Maybe I just imagined how she looked at me...Maybe...>

Willow's internal monologue was cut off by an abrupt, "Get the hell away from me!"

She was shaken out of her thoughts to find a pissed off looking Tara glaring at the new girl. Glory was her name.

The girl was reaching toward Tara. "Come on, Tara. I know you don't have anyone new... I mean, who else would want you?"

Tara looked down, on the verge of tears. "I... no one." She spoke in a small, scared voice Willow had never heard her use before.

<Well, that answers why Tara left...> Willow was getting more and more angry each second Glory was in the room. Tara's fear made Willow want to make Glory hurt, and afraid, as Tara seemed to be. In short, she had figured out enough to know that she didn't like Glory.

Willow moved between Glory and Tara and spat out "Stay away from Tara."

Glory looked at Willow as if she wasn't much of a threat. "Why should I?"

Willow took a step forward and into her personal space. "Because she told you to."

Glory backed up and looked at Tara. "This isn't over." She quickly left before Willow could say anything.

Willow turned back to Tara. "Are you alright?"

Tara nodded slightly. "I th-think so... Thanks, Willow."

Willow smiled. "No one messes with my girl... I mean, uh..." She began to turn redder than her hair and grinned sheepishly. "Sorry, that kind of slipped out..."

Tara smiled. "It's alright... I will be... if you want..."

Willow looked up from the floor she was intently studying. "Will be what?"

"Your girl..."