Driving into the town of Sunnydale, California, Tara Maclay couldn't help but wonder why the town seemed so full of fear. Everyone would cringe away from her car, making things seem strange. She turned her head to look at Kennedy, trying to see what her girlfriend thought. Kennedy's brown hair was flying behind her from the open windows and her brown eyes were hidden behind sunglasses.
"What do you think?" Tara asked, her blue eyes locking on Kennedy's through the sunglasses.
"I think this town has learned what vampires are," Kennedy said, looking out the window at everyone around them. "Or what they can do. They obviously don't know what can hurt them though."
Kennedy was a potential slayer. Tara had met her a few months ago during a fight with vampires, opening each other's eyes to the world of magic and demons. Kennedy wasn't comfortable with the magic at first, but when things had calmed down, she and Tara had relied on one another in battle and soon started dating. It was strange for Kennedy. Since she wasn't the slayer yet, she didn't have the powers to fight the vampires for long, but with Tara she survived longer than she had thought possible.
The car pulled up in front of the house, and the two climbed out. "It's going to be dark soon," Tara said, walking to the trunk to grab some of the bags.
"It'll be fine. They won't know who we are." Kennedy walked over to Tara and ran her hands through her girlfriend's long blond hair. "Besides, it's not like we're going to go hunting tonight."
Tara smiled, shyly and handed a bag to Kennedy. "I prefer to be inside then out here when it becomes dark. At least until we know what we're dealing with."
Kennedy took the bag, not happy to be turned down. "Fine. Let's get this stuff inside."
They took the bags in before grabbing all the other boxes. The last thing to come inside was Tara's cat, Miss Kitty Fantastico, who Tara grabbed and locked both the car and house behind her. Kennedy waited in the living room, sitting on the couch while she watched Tara open Miss Kitty's cage and put down food and water for the cat.
"So now that you're done babying the cat, can I get some of that special attention?" Kennedy asked, smiling at Tara.
Tara turned to Kennedy and smiled at her. "Maybe, but first I think we should unpack some."
Kennedy lost her smile. "Why? We have plenty of time, Tara."
Tara felt an argument coming on and frowned. They seemed to argue a lot lately, and she wasn't interested in listening to another one. "Because I don't really want to take two months to move into this house."
Kennedy shook her head. "I seriously doubt it's going to take us that long. Besides what's wrong with putting it off for the first day?"
Tara turned her head to the wall. "Because if we put it off today, we'll put it off tomorrow and every other day."
Kennedy rolled her eyes, her temper coming to the surface. "What is it with you thinking that all I want from you is sex?"
Tara didn't answer. She just turned and walked into the kitchen to unpack some of the stuff, wanting to stop the argument before it progressed to far.
Kennedy, not wanting to let it end there, followed her. "Why do you think that, Tara?"
Tara looked over her shoulder at her. "Just let it go, Kennedy."
Kennedy walked over and grabbed the cup in Tara's hand, tossing it into the wall. "No. I want to know what I've done to make you think that."
Tara closed her eyes, trying to control her emotions well enough so that her voice was calm. "It's not what you did, Kennedy. It's the fact that we can't ever seem to talk without arguing. That's all we ever do is argue."
Kennedy walked over to the wall where she had shattered the cup and started picking up the pieces. "It's because you won't let anyone get close to you. I haven't met anyone of your friends or family, and when I ask to, you tell me you have no friends and your family doesn't matter. How am I suppose to take that?"
"I don't care how you take it because it's the truth. God, Kennedy. Do you always have to act like such a brat?"
Kennedy stared at her. "I'm sorry, but I'm pretty sure you knew before we started dating that I was a brat."
Tara threw her hands in the air. "I can't take this right now. I'm going for a walk."
"Really? With the town full of vampires?"
Tara walked towards the door. "I have enough magic to protect me." With that, she slammed the door and started down the street.
Not many people could push Tara to the edge of her temper. Kennedy seemed to be the only one that knew how to anger Tara so much. Tara closed her eyes and tried to calm herself, letting her magic run through her and out onto the streets, causing the wind to pick up and her blond hair to blow around her.
That's how she saw her. Her hair thrown in the wind, her eyes closed as her face was drawn to the light of the moon. The girl's eyes were closed, and yet Willow knew the girl's eyes would be breath-taking like the rest of her. The girl was powerful. Willow could sense that from where she stood observing her. She also knew that the girl would be hers.