Willow Rosenberg

So, you know, it’s my own fault for not updatin’ this thing often. I jus’ get busy an’ sorta forget about it. It happens sometimes, you know? Oh well, there’s not much I can do ‘bout that, I guess.

Things’ve sorta been quiet lately. Too quiet. Like the kind before a storm? I think I felt an earthquake earlier, but when I asked Buff about it, she said she didn’t feel a thing. Which is … actually kinda normal considering she’s a spaz. *Smirks*

I think I might ask Tara, she’ll know…

So, uhm – after the ordeal with Dawnie’s boyfriend, there’s not a lot to report. Ex-Mayor Wilkins is still around -and much to our disappointment- still human. Buff’s startin’ school again, part-time. Tara’s lookin’ after Miss Kitty and her kitties. Giles is doing whatever Giles does, oh, librarian, right! Uhm – Xand’s… actually, I haven’t talked to Xand in a while. Which is just weird. I don’t think we’ve gone this long without talking before.

An’ I’m still very unemployed. I’m over the “being used by an evil law firm” of it all, but I’m kinda bored stayin’ home –that’s not to say Tara doesn’t keep me interested. She does *purrs*- I’m just--I dunno, I just feel like I oughta be doin’ somethin’, you know?

How to summarize the last week or so in a few brief paragraphs? I don't think I could, but I'll give it my best. ^_^

( Raven's Milfoil )

Which sorta brings me back to Cassie...

( Children and kitties )

I'm thinkin' of heading over to see Xand an' Giles, what with all my obsessive research/actual work I haven't spoken to them in a while. I really miss them!

Well, for starters Anya asked me to help out Buff an’ Giles with the magic box while she headed outta town for a coupla days. I’m not sure why she left exactly, but it gives me time to work on the website for her. I’m hopin’ to have it done by the time she gets back. It’ll be a happy money making surprise for her.

And I in no way expect something in return…

Well I guess this came before, but… Buffy did some recon on the not-so dead ex-mayor, and lo and behold… she returned with a hankey. So far all I’ve been able to come up with is that he’s human. I’m not 100% on it, but it looks like.

There's also the thing where Tara an' I sorta decided to get London a puppy, we haven't really had the chance to go to the lost dog's home, but I was thinkin' maybe Tara could go? Get London the puppy. It could be a good bonding experience.

Then, if you can believe it, we find out that Dawnie’s stashed away an incredibly hot older boyfriend for the past… however long. I’m not sure. But to make it more interesting? He can read minds. Uh huh, I know, crazy. It turns out that he had a reaction to Raven’s Milfoil, but the thing is, he’s not the only one. Two people with abilities affected at the same time? Can have really bad effects. Like… well, one scenario is where the have each others abilities for a time. They could also be involved in the others dreams. There’s a deep connection there…I just wish I had more to go on.

Since meeting Avasa, he’s been kinda knocked out on our couch. Which is good, I guess. Less time for crazy-land. I wish Xand was here. He makes research bareable. Plus, donuts. And who doesn’t love donuts?

I sit up and stretch, snapping the advanced mystical herbs and plants book shut and move over to make coffee. While the kettle boils, I find a sheet of paper with a picture of an urn on it. It looks like the urn of liv, but it’s hard to say. It’s not exactly the best picture. After a couple of minutes I sit back on the stool behind the counter and flip open another book.

‘Sgonna be one of those nights.

We got home safely a few nights ago. London, Tara an’ I. Poor London, she seemed all out of sorts on the trip home. I mean, more than usual. I guess she really made a friend out of Melaka.

Buff was a little anxious to see me, apparently Xand told her that if she’s gonna do a full on assault on ex-mayor Wilkins she was better off havin’ us around.

I’m amazed she decided to wait at all...

Tara an’ I have been all extra-snuggly since we go back. Which is a very welcome distraction from the fact that I’ll hafta be looking for a job sometime soon. Though we’re financially sound until November.

I wonder if the girl’s have gone on their shopping expedition? I’d hate for Tara to have missed that. Aw, our Dawnie’s all grown up.

You know, since we got back I’ve been noticing this weird sound coming from the basement. I’m startin’ to think Miss Kitty’s trapped down there or something (I’m not sure if I’ve even seen her since we got back). Maybe Mr. Gordo’s walkin’ around again. You know, for an inanimate object, he does seem to get around a bit.

It turns out that Mr. LaManch -or should I say, Mr. Ryan- was very much the evil McEvil I had him pegged for (though he wasn’t really hiding it when I met with him, that’s for sure). And even though I had no intention of handing over my project, he made it clear that I was contractually obliged (I kinda like my soul where it is).

I get the feelin’ he was testing me, I don’t know why exactly. Maybe to see what I’m capable of? And then he just… let me go. He actually fired me. Which, truthfully, I’m glad of. Things haven’t sat right since Prussia. I’d never felt more connected with everything in my entire life than in those short months. This was just a side-gig. I get that now. I’m not Willow-computer-geek. I’m Willow super-witch.

And I’m okay with that.

Since finding out about Christian, Tara an’ I have been talking, mostly. Reconnecting. And what was once meant to be a one-day trip, turned into over a week. Which I think we’re all agreed is long overdue.

*Sigh*

I decided that it might be a good idea to bring London along with us to keep an eye on Angel, but it turned out that Kennedy (what is her first name, anyway?) has been causing trouble lately. So, with London as my aid, we tracked her down and were able to knock her out (not without serious injury to London, though).

When we returned to The Hyperion there may have been an argument, followed by an Angel shaped hole in the ceiling...

Before the trip, Cordy told me she'd seen Charles (not in the vision kind of way, in the broad daylight kind of way), we performed a little location spell and true to her word... he's alive. I'm not sure how, or why exactly. But he's alive.

Wes seems to think he might've found a way to get Mel home, but there're a few kinks that need to be worked out, apparently. I told him I'd do some research on my end, see what we can find out. Looks like Mel'll be headin' home soon, though (London's gonna miss her).

The next morning I went back to talk to Angel. It wasn’t the most comfortable of conversations, but we aired a lot of stuff out. I’m not sayin’ we’re gonna be the best of friends or that I’m ever gonna trust him, but if I’d been more careful and asked for his help London wouldn’t have gotten hurt.

Tara's got the car idling outside while I find London and say my goodbyes. It's time to go home. See if Buffy's found out anything about Richard Wilkins III

I got to talkin’ to Tara about going to LA, she was very enthused about going away for a day (even if it was for business means). However, when I got to mentionin’ taking London with us, she kinda clammed up. Which—okay, understandable considering our track record with vampires, but if Buffy says she’s harmless, then I believe her. An’ it’s not like we’re going to be spending that much time with her, if you think about it.

The plan

I’m gonna visit the mansion—big gulp—and see this vampire child, find out whether she wants to come with us tomorrow. If she says yes, yay for road trip, an’ we’re droppin’ her off at A.I. Followed by doing some very romantic things with Tara (things which need not be mentioned here). The next morning I hope to prove myself right by unmasking my evil boss, then Tara are gonna go to the pier ‘til sunset, get London (if she’s comin’ with us/if she wants to go) an’ go home.

I expect something bad is gonna happen along the line, so there’s a day or two margin of error if that doesn’t work.

So, I’ve been a neglectful wife and best friend lately. It’s not my fault I’ve been otherwise occupied. Even though I did get around to finishing that project a month ago. It kinda sucks that I won’t be able to hand it in until sometime next week, but I still can’t help feelin’ like something’s a little… off about my new boss. He knows a lot more than he’s letting on, and I’ll be damned if I can’t find out what’s going on there.

I guess I’ll talk to Buff, see what she thinks about this. Goddess knows I need someone else’s opinion —someone who isn’t married to me (sorry baby)— and we’re overdue for a talk, that’s for sure.

After a long exhausting conversation with Giles I decide to head into the magic box for some supplies. With all the magic flyin’ around lately, it never hurts to be too careful, ya’ know?

So I’ve been tryin’ to keep m’self busy lately, you know, trying to look up for information regarding my not so existing boss and finding nothing.

I’m starting to wonder whether I should hand him my final project, what with not knowing anything about him an’ all? But then again, it’s not like it’s an evil project. It’s just a techno-mystical prison an’… yeah, I can see what you’re thinking. Don’t think that.

I’m on my way to visitin' Giles, apparently he’s got something he needs help with and now’s a good a time as any.

Also, lately, I've noticed a lot of mystical backlash. Maybe he can help me pinpoint it's location and find out who's doing it. Stop them before they do some serious damage?

So I bumped into Cordy the other day (I didn’t even realize she was still in town), and she asked me to do a basic ‘see if I’m a demon’ spell, which she wasn’t. I’m thinkin’ this might need further investigation, but she said not to worry, that she’d figure it out.

Still as stubborn as ever, I guess.

I got to hangin’ out with Xand and Buffy the other day, which was overdue, I’ll admit. Buffy got to mentioning that one of Dawn’s friends could be a potential slayer, I told her I might give Kennedy a call and see how she found out about her potentialness. We don’t want to do spell work with something so primal when it can be easily discovered through conventional means. Like the dreams? Xand mentioned that when he was researching Slayers back when he first met Buffy that some had the dreams long before they were called. So that’s a possibility.

I finally finished that project that Mr. LaManch had me working on for the past few months (which may explain why I haven’t left the house recently), but it’s the strangest thing. Last night I figured I might as well find out who I’m working for, I did some not-so-legal ways of finding out and guess what? Mr. Pierre LaManch doesn’t exist! There’s no record of him anywhere.

So I called him up, about to confront him when I find out he wants to meet me in Los Angeles next month. Good. I’ll be able to talk to him face-to-face without the possibility of the phone being hung-up. It’s about time I got some answers, damnit. I’ve been working my fingers to the bone for this company and I don’t even know what this project is for!

In retrospect, I should have found out sooner, but I’ve been otherwise occupied, what with being in another time period for a few months, and the bills. Lets not forget the bills.

I feel stupid, all these work I’ve been doing lately I didn’t realize it was our proposal anniversary until right this second. Over A month late! I know I’ve been busy lately, but that’s no excuse!

I'm the worst wife ever.

So, while Tara’s out running errands, I’ll get all dressed up and make reservations. I want tonight to be special.

So, how much was I payin’ attention, huh? I had to find out from Buffy what happened at the prom (I didn’t even realize it was that time of year!). She’s told me that one girl had a talent for fighting, a boy turned into a werewolf and took orders from a blonde girl, all of which was ensued as demons crashed the prom.

I don’t know why demons seem to gravitate towards these things.

But apparently Dawnie and all her friends held up pretty well, even without Buffy.

Looks like Buff might have some competition.

It looks as though Angel and Harmony were able to come back on their own, they even brought a straggler back from the future.

I admit, I was a little throw to see them, I mean--I have a right to be, don't I? Here's the man that killed Gunn right in front of me. He killed Tara long before that. Funny thing is, Buff invites him in for tea like he was family. Like nothing had ever happened.

It occurs to me that A--Angel wasn't aware of what happened in Prussia when he starts askin' about Gunn. Okay, so I wasn't expecting that.

( Willow private thoughts, no entry )

We're not even sure where to start with the new arrival, it seems as though all the spell's we used were to bring people back from the past, so it's a little more tricky with future based spells.

I'm sure we'll figure something out.

This job Mr. LaManch has me on is a bit of a doozey. He basically wants me to design a techno-mystical-hybrid safe-room/security system (I’m still unsure as to how how knows so much about me, but…) for his company, and it’s really eating into my time. I haven’t had the chance to work on finding Angel and Harmony (although I don’t much care for finding them to beging with).

It’s not easy, I’ve become zombified-caffiene-high-Willow again.

Xand keeps hintin’ that I’ll go stir-crazy, I wonder if I’ll start feeding Miss Kitty my coffee and eat her cat food in the morning (Well, that did almost happen once…)? Maybe that’s a sign I should stop workin’ and get more rest? Then again, with a goddess like Tara in bed with me, how is that ever gonna happen? *mischievous grin*

Tara an' I (with a little help from Anya) were able to bring back Giles and Wesley (just in time, from what Giles has told me).

I haven't seen Buffy so overjoyed since she got back. It was a really touching scene.

An' just as Wes and Giles came back, Oz and Faith decided they'd overstayed their welcome. Which was, well, okay, weird, but I couldn't help getting a vibe from them.

Then again, I'd have to be around them more in the first place to get said vibe. I dunno. Maybe I'm just paranoid or something, I mean, Faith is a man-eater and Oz was my first--never mind. That shouldn't be an issue.

I just don't understand this unsettled feeling I have in my stomach. I really shouldda talked to Oz when I had the chance, tried to clear the air with him.

I guess now wasn't the right time.

( Conversation with the big-scary-corporate-boss-man )

Tara's been a little frazzled since I got back, worried something else might come along and steal the time we have. So I kinda decided to pamper her a little tonight. Nothing fancy, just dinner.

After which, there was some snuggling...

They’re back! They’re all back! Well, not all. We’re still missin’ a few, but the more important ones in my mind are back –I didn’t mean it to sound as though the other’s aren’t important, because they are!--Tara figured that since Dawnie was made outta Buffy’s blood that she could use it to bring Buffy back, and sure enough there was Anya and Buffy!

We’re a little lost as to what happened to Cordelia, however, since she was with them at the time.

Xand’s back, too. He gave me the biggest hug when he saw me –a hug that surpassed one by Giles’ several years ago when he thought I was my evil-vamp-alternate-universe-self—this is good news, it means we’re that much closer to getting the others back.

Also, I got to callin’ Mr. LaManch and it turns out he’s been out of town for a while (who wouldda thunk it?), and even though he was busy at the time, he’d call me back with a new assignment. I thought for sure I was fired or something, but he assures me I’m still an employee. Heck, I’m still getting paid on a regular basis.

Just think of all the bills I can pay (which incidentally have been piled up since I left), so it looks like I’m paying 'em tomorrow. Well, it sure as heck beats being separated from my wife. Goddess, I can’t believe how much I missed her.