If you find a girl in Constantinople

She'll be waiting in Istanbul

- Istanbul (Not Constantinople)

She said she wouldn't be surprised when he showed up, and yet she was.

She turned the corner on a quiet London street, and there he was, hands in his pockets.

"You're here," said Willow.

"I'm here," Oz agreed.

"It's not Istanbul."

"I figured now was a good time," said Oz. "I was visiting a local pack and I caught your scent."

It took Willow one long moment to make her decision. She dropped her bags, and flung herself into his arms.

"I missed you," she said.

Oz smiled into her hair.

"I missed you too," he scrutinized her face. "Are you seeing anyone?"

"Not since…" she turned away. "It didn't work out. Are you?"

Oz shook his head.

"There's only one girl I want."

"You didn't move on?" she asked, surprised.

"Once you fall for Willow, you stay fallen," Oz said,

He raised a hand to her cheek, stroking it. Cautiously, he leaned forward and brushed his lips across hers. Willow didn't stop him.


"I know," she said.

They stood wrapped around each other for a long time, oblivious to the world, to anything but each other.

"Giles is expecting me," Willow said finally.

Oz grinned.

"He can wait."