”So, I know what you’re thinking. Tara’s back, Willow can finally get a happy ending. Am I right?? Yeah, well that’s what we thought. I mean, yeah I made the wish without thinking it through but it’s Tara! In that one second when Willow saw her, for the briefest second she thought she may have been the First, but I think in her heart she knew it wasn’t. I hadn’t seen her that alive since before Tara had died. We thought she was finally coming to terms with it but what we all saw in the garden proved to us that she’s just better at hiding her true emotions than any of us thought.

I could’ve cried when they stood there hugging. It was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen! Honestly! They were just hugging and then. You remember Tara’s 20^th birthday at the Bronze? It was like that, floating and hugging.

Then there was Kennedy. She wasn’t best pleased with my wish or its outcome. She was frozen in the doorway and boy was she mad. I mean, there was this vehemence demon this one time and we all though he had a temper but bloody hell. You could see the blood pounding through her veins as she stood there.

I have to say I really felt for her then. I knew what she was going through. She was losing the thing she wanted most of all, it reminded me of Angel. Anyway, all hell broke loose and Giles still wasn’t back from the desert!”

“So you’re Tara!” Kennedy snarled as she stepped into the kitchen and circled the blonde before taking her place at Willows side. “Nice to meet you, you look pretty good for a corpse!” she smiled sarcastically.

Tara extended her hand politely, with everything she had seen and done in her time within her short lifetime, she wasn’t going allow some stuck up kid to intimidate her. Smiling widely, she said. “Hi, I’m Tara Maclay and you are?”

Kennedy looked at the hand that was offered to her before returning to meet the perfect blue gaze of the woman with steely, cold eyes.

“Oh god!” Willow turned as if she’d completely forgotten about the potential slayer. “Tara, this is Kennedy!” she introduced the slayer in waiting slowly, her clear green eyes never leaving Tara’s as she spoke.