Title: That Way (6/6)

Author: Cyclone

Feedback: Please be gentle.

Distribution: Gimme credit and a link.

Rating: I'm gonna go say PG.

Spoilers: Mostly an altered Graduation, Xander's plans for after graduation, and the first part of this 'fic.

Disclaimer: The characters depicted herein belong to the almighty Joss. I'm just borrowing them for a while.

Summary: On the road in Xander's head.

Author's Note: Grr! Argh! It's the Attack of the Plot Bunnies! Help!

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I'm keeping my arm around her. I shouldn't really. It's dangerous driving like this, but I can't help it. I need the contact, to make sure she isn't going to vanish on me.

Yeah, I know, it's irrational, but I've never been a very rational guy.

I take a quick peek at her and smile. She's got this incredibly cute look of intense concentration that tells us experienced Willow watchers that she's babbling in her mind again.

She's so beautiful.

Maybe we should just stop, go back to Sunnydale, help Buffy with her Slaying. 'Cause the only sight I want to see is sitting right next to me.

Okay, laugh. I know. Real corny. But that's how I feel.

I'm still amazed that she still loves me, even after all we've been through. Even after Buffy, Miss French, the hyena thing, Ampata, Cordy, the whole Valentine's mess, Faith, Oz... even after all that, she still loves me.

I don't think she even realizes just how much she does love me.

For so long, I was so afraid of becoming my dad, turning into an abusive drunk, hurting Willow the way Dad hurts Mom...

I don't even want to think about it.

I look down at her again and frown. She's got her Resolve Face on. What's that all about?

Concerned, I ask, "What's wrong, Willow?"

She looks up and smiles back at me. Nothing better on this world than a Willow smile, no sirree. She replies, "Nothing, sweetie. Eyes on the road."

I better do as the lady says. It would suck to find happiness and then get ourselves killed 'cause I was too busy enjoying it.

"Sweetie." She called me "sweetie." I smile. I like that. Being Willow's sweetie.

She's my Willow.

She's a babbler, shy but bull-headedly stubborn when she puts her Resolve Face on.

And she's just perfect that way.

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Author's Postscript:

And this IS the last part. I think. ^_^