Truth
& Consequences
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Willow, Xander, Giles and others from the show belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant
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***denotes flashbacks***
<denotes thoughts>
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Chapter 1
Bittersweet Memories
Buffy lay sprawled across Giles
big overstuffed couch watching Willow at the desk Giles had set up for her and
her computer.
Willow was in deep research mode,
pounding away at the keyboard and staring intently at the glowing screen, the
printer humming steadily reproducing the information Willow was finding in her
boundless cyber-universe.
Sometimes Buffy found herself
getting jealous of the time Willow spent with her computer it was hard not to,
it was the only time that it seemed Willow forgot she existed. She shifted
uneasily at her feelings.
<Get a grip girl.> she told
herself. <>It's just a machine for gods sake.>
Buffy settled back and relaxed
knowing it would be hours before she'd be able to pry ‘Computer Girl’ away from
her workstation.
She smiled lovingly at the petite
redhead, to Buffy everything Willow did was adorable. She lay back and closed her
eyes thinking of how much their lives had changed in the last three months.
<It's funny,> she thought.
<We thought it was tough admitting how we felt to each other, but wow it was
hard telling everyone else, too.>
The first hurdle had been
explaining their relationship to the gang but as it turned out the only one the
least bit surprised was Giles.
Everyone else's reaction had more or less about time. Apparently
everybody knew how they felt about each other long before they'd realized it
themselves.
***“Is that all you got us here
for?” Cordelia said, “That's so old news, people don't even talk about it
anymore.”
“What do you mean ‘old news’ ”
Buffy asked more than a little perturbed by the strange turn of events.
“Well for one thing the two of you
have been so gooey eyed over each other that even Giles noticed.” Cordelia
laughed ignoring Xander's elbow nudging her in the ribs, “and you know if it's
not written in some old dusty book Giles doesn't see it. I mean look how long
it's taking him to realize that he and Buffy's mom have the hots for each
other.”
“Cordy please!” Xander yelled at
his tactless girlfriend trying to save the man any further embarrassment.
“Nobody made you the ‘love police’.”
Giles was so shocked and flustered
he couldn't speak.
“What are you talking about?”
Buffy exclaimed “Giles and my mother, really?”
“That is neither here nor there.”
Giles spoke up trying to regain some control over the conversation, “What Joyce
and I feel or do not feel for each other is not the issue at here, the issue at
hand is Buffy and Willow and how they want to deal with their relationship.”
“I think what the G-man is tryin'
to say is,” Xander said attempting to translate, “now that you two have finally
figured out how you feel about each other, which I think is great might I add.
Are you going to try to hide it? Have you guys thought about doing the
"coming out" thing yourselves before someone to does it for
you?"
“Precisely,” Giles agreed, “If you
are going to live your lives out in the open, then I would urge you to inform
your parents first if for no other reason than respect for their feelings. This
is not something they should learn from someone else.”
“Oh goddess.” Willow gasped “I
forgot all about my parents.”
“Don't worry Will.” Xander
reassured her almost too cheerfully “We're here for ya'.”
“Quite so.” Giles spoke up. “We
ALL will give you what ever support you need.”
Giles and Xander both gave
Cordelia a dirty look.
“Of course WE are,” she said
defensively.
“Oh great,” Buffy muttered under
her breath “With Cordy on our side how can we win.”***
Of course not all their friends
had been quite so understanding. While Buffy didn't have many ‘friends’ to
begin with, many of the people she had become friendly with since starting
college suddenly didn't seem to remember who she was or had pressing business
else where every time she was around.
Some even made the mistake of
getting aggressively hostile over the subject, a mistake they never made twice.
People she didn't even know would
stare at her when she went by like she had two heads or something and the words
‘fucking dyke’ followed her everywhere she went.
But as bad as it was for Buffy, it
was many times worse for Willow. Some of the people that had been her friends
since grade school had turned their backs on her. Buffy had spent several
nights sitting up holding Willow while she wept over some mean spirited hurtful
comment one of her supposed friends had said.
Those were the times that it took
every bit of restraint both Buffy and Xander had, to keep them from hunting the
jerks down.
Finally Willow recruited Cordelia
to help her, Cordy could understand why people would act the way did about
their relationship.
At the time Buffy couldn't see how
things could get any worse for them.
She was wrong.
The next hurdle they decided to
face was Buffy's mother. Taking advantage of Giles promise and his personal
relationship with Joyce Summers they decided to have the conversation at Giles
place. It was a comfortable to place for both the girls and Joyce. Buffy
thought she'd remember that evening as long as she lived.
First the four of them went out
for dinner then back to Giles townhouse for drinks.
*****
“Have a seat Joyce.” Giles said
indicating a large overstuffed leather chair, “Make yourself comfortable. Would
you like something to drink?”
“A white wine would be nice Rupert
if you have it.” She answered wearily.
“Certainly,” he said then turned
to the two girls on the couch, “What would you two like, tea, soda, coffee?”
“A soda would be great.” Buffy
said her voice actually cracking a little.
“Me too please.” Willow was so
scared she squeaked.
When Giles had left the room Joyce
turned to face her daughter and Willow.
“Alright you two,” she began “are
you going to tell me what this is all about," Two frightened faces quickly
looked away from Buffy's mother. Joyce let out a heavy sigh, < This was
going to be bad, > she thought.
"Or do we sit here beating
around the bush all night until I go crazy or are you going to save your mother
a heart attack and tell me?" Buffy made the mistake of glancing towards
her mother and saw the intense glare that only Joyce Summers was capable of
doing. "You remember that while you may be the all mighty Slayer I'm still
your mother.”
They heard a glass break in the
kitchen so they knew Giles had heard.
The girls sat in stunned silence
until Giles returned with their drinks and a large glass of scotch for himself,
he foresaw a long night ahead.
Buffy took a long drink from her
coke and a tight grip on Willow's hand.
“Well mom…you see...I...ah…we…”
Buff began unsteadily. She stopped and took another long drink, <Ye Gods, I
can face down demons and I can't face my mother? No, its not I can't face her-I just don't think I can stand her
disappointment. It feels too much like failure.... > Buffy stopped that thought immediately.
Willow had been trying to help her with the nightmares but all her failures-all
the people she couldn't save-still came visiting her in the night. Though the
dreams were getting better and less frequent they were still constantly in the
back of her mind. < Gods, what would
I have done without Willow? >
She was brought back from her
thoughts by Willow's hand squeezing hers lightly. She looked up to see her mother worried questioning glance at
Giles and his slight reassuring nod.
She sighed, < mom's about to pull a major wig, it's now or never!
>
“I mean Willow and I
well,...ah…we've been friends for a long time.” Buffy began again; still unable
to look at her mother for fear of what she would see in her eyes.
“Yes, this I already know,” Joyce
said firmly “get on with it young lady what has happened.”
<This is definitely not the way
I planned this> Buffy thought frowning slightly, <Just say it Buffy. >
“Just a minute, let me finish,”
Buffy pleaded. “This isn't easy for me mom.”
Her mother heard the desperation
in her daughter's voice and became even more worried. She recognized the
precarious hold Buffy had on her emotions so she bit her tongue and sat back
trying not to push the girl too hard.
“Okay like I said,” Buffy began
again. “We've been friends for a long time and well no matter how much stupid
stuff I've done, running away, getting in trouble, blowing up stuff, even
dating Angel, and getting her hurt, Willow has always been there for me, taking
care of me comforting me never judging me just backing me up and giving support
and...” The last was said in a whisper as Buffy ran out of steam.
“And Buffy's always done whatever
she could for me too.” Willow added “So...”
Willow looked to Buffy to be sure
before she said the words. But when she
met Joyce's eyes she could tell that Buffy's mother already knew where this was
going.
“So,” Buffy started again, taking
Willow's hesitation to mean she wanted Buffy to finish. “So while we didn't
mean to, I mean nobody does this on purpose it's too hard, they'd have to be a
moron to do this on purpose, what I'm trying to say is that sometime while all this
was going on our feelings for each other changed, kind of evolved into
something more than just best friends. What I'm trying to say is Willow and
I…we…I mean,..she and I..”
“Love each other.” Joyce finished
for her daughter.
Buffy could feel tenseness as
silence descended over the room at her mother's words. No one said anything for
what seemed a very long time, the only sound any of them heard was their own
heartbeat pounding in their chest.
“I wish..ah well..we..” Buffy stammered, then she stopped and took
a deep breath.
<Get a grip girl!> she told
hersel.f <Your the Slayer damn it, you've faced demons from hell and legions
of the undead and your afraid to tell your mother you've found your one true
love.>
“Buffy?” Willow whispered.
“It's alright baby I got it
covered.” Buffy reassured her. “That's right mother, we love each other. I know
it's not what you wanted for me and you probably don't approve but I'm hoping
you of all people can see past that.”
“Is it that important to you
Buffy?” her mother asked a slight catch in her voice. “Are you sure that this
is what you really want? I mean you've never given any indication--you were
always with boys."
“It's not that mom.” Buffy
explained. “I'd love Willow whether she was male or female. I've thought alot
about it and talked to Wills about it and I think I've figured it out.”
Buffy had hoped her mother would
let it go at that and not force her to explain any further. Her felt emotions
were raw and exposed-she wished she could look at her mother-but right now she
was just barely holding it together.
“Okay honey tell me,” Joyce said
leaning forward trying desperately to understand her daughter's choices. “I
really do want to understand.”
“Putting sex aside, because it's
really not all that important.” Buffy began ignoring Giles' and her mother's
raised eyebrows. “I fell in love with Willow the person, she's smart, she's
kind, she's sweet, she's caring she listens when I need to talk, she talks when
I need to hear someone's voice, and when I wake up in the middle of the night
screaming from the nightmares…" She so desperately wanted her mother to
understand that Willow, through her love, was keeping her sane. "It's
Wills that holds me in her arms and lets me know I'm loved and none of the
nightmares can hurt me cause my Wills is there to love me.”
Buffy stopped unable to continue
overwhelmed by the love she felt for the petite girl beside her. She put her
face in her hands trying to hide her tears from her mother. Willow put her arms
around Buffy and pulled her close trying to comfort her. She began rocking
Buffy slightly and gently stroking her hair as she felt Buffy's body tremble
and shake wracked by uncontrollable sobs.
“Hush now Buffy” Willow crooned
softly to the crying girl, just like she did when Buffy had her nightmares.
“It'll be all right now, your Wills is here. I've got you sweetheart nothing
can hurt you now.”
Tears flowed freely from Buffy's
mother's eyes as she watched the two girls across the room. The honest open
love she saw between them caused an ache in her chest. She felt Giles come over
and sit on the arm of her chair and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
“You know it's true Joyce.” Giles
said softly enough so that only she could hear. “Look at them, have you ever
seen so much devotion between two people, no man could ever love her half as
much as Willow does. I know, I have watched her go from one relationship to
another trying to find exactly what she has right now with Willow.”
“I can see that Rupert” Joyce told
him. “It's just hard for a parent to see their child setting themselves up for
as much heartache as those two are headed for. People they thought were friends
will turn their backs on them, even people in their own families will reject
and ridicule them. Knowing that I can't protect her from that is tearing my
heart out right now but I don't know what to do.”
“Listen Joyce,” Giles began again
“all you can do without losing your daughter is accept her as she is and
support her in any way possible. That is the best and most you can do. As for
their friends, I am proud to say they count me in that group, and believe me
for the most part their true friends not accept them, most of them knew that
Buffy loved Willow before the girls knew themselves and the girls came out to
them so to speak and so far there have been few changes.”
“Please Mrs. Summers,” Willow said
so softly she could barely be heard. “Please don't hate us and don't turn away
from us. Buffy needs you, I need you, Buffy and I have talked about this a lot
and we know we will face some bad times with the way people are and all. I'm
not even sure my parents will be able to accept it but we thought we could
count on you. You already know about destinies and we learned that this was all
a part of our joint destiny we thought you'd understand.”
Buffy's mother pushed
herself out of her chair and rushed over to the two girls and fell to her knees
in front of them and put her arms around them both. She held them not saying a
word. The three women stayed like that for several moments and Giles took that
as his cue to leave. He slipped quietly out of the living room and went to his
study.
After several tries Joyce found
her voice. “I could never hate either of you Willow.” Joyce sniffed “It was
just…well…a shock is all. You guys kind of sprung this on me. I mean I came in
here afraid that my daughter was dating another vampire or was pregnant by some
creature of the night. Give me a little time okay. If I can get used to being
the mother of the Chosen One, getting used to you two being together will be a
piece of cake.”
"I love you, Buffy, and I'm
so proud of you! All I ask is that you're sure this is what you
want." Joyce turned her head so
that Willow was included in her 'look' "That and you tell your parents,
Willow. It wouldn't be fair to have them find out from someone else."
*****
That was all Buffy's mother said
and within a week she was reasonably comfortable with her daughter and her red-haired
lover, in fact she considered them both to be her daughters.
Chapter 2
Painful Revelations
After telling Buffy's mother
things settled down for Buffy and Willow. During a quiet time on the Hellmouth
the two girls decided that the time was right for the next logical
step--telling Willow's parents.
Picking one of the rare instances
when both her parents were home they waked hand in hand up to the Rosenberg
front door.
Things went down hill from there.
Buffy never did find out whether it was because she was female, a gentile, a
bad influence, her family being split, or her genetics but what ever it was,
Willow's parents went totally off the deep end.
There was crying, screaming,
yelling, recriminations, and finally the ultimatum:
Willow's father told her that
either she gave up Buffy and come home until they could arrange for her to
transfer to another school far away, or he would disown her.
Willow broke into tears and ran
upstairs to her room, Buffy followed her but couldn't get past the door because
Willow had locked it. Oh, sure, Buffy could have easily broken it down, but
under the circumstances she didn't think that was wise.
*****
“Willow…baby talk to me.” Buffy
called through the door. She could hear the sound of Willow crying through the
door, so sighing, she sat down on the floor prepared to wait her love out.
“Okay baby, I'll be right here when you are ready.”
Buffy sat down on the hall floor
and leaned back against the door. She could still hear Willow moving around in
her room still crying and she could still hear Mr. Rosenberg ranting and Mrs.
Rosenberg was wailing hysterically wondering where she went wrong, it was a sad
situation.
Finally, after what seemed like
hours Willow opened the door. Buffy stood up and looked into Willow's red rimed
green eyes, she saw the anguish of loss in those eyes but also saw Willow's
resolve face.
“Buffy can you help me?” Willow
asked indicating three large suitcases on her bed. “If you'll get those I'll
carry the backpack and duffle bag. I guess I'll have to rent a storage unit for
the rest of my things.”
“It'll be alright Wills.” Buffy
said reaching up to caress Willow's tear stained cheek. “We'll get this to
mom's she's got plenty of room.”
Willow pulled back from the hand
and went back into the room. They gathered Willow's things and went downstairs.
When they got downstairs Willow
stepped into the living room to face her parents one last time.
“I'm leaving like you asked father,”
Willow said quietly and calmly “I'm sorry you both are too small minded to
accept me as I am.”
She turned and left before either
of her parents could say anything and Buffy took her place.
“What you're making her do is
wrong Mr. Rosenberg,” Buffy said, contempt dripping like venom from her words
“No one should have to do what you've forced Willow to do. She loves you both
but that isn't enough for you, is it?”
Buffy turned and hurried after
Willow. That night when Buffy tried to go to their dorm room she found that
some of their 'liberal minded' fellow students had broken in and trashed their
room.
The University promised to look
into it but Buffy could tell that none of the smirking campus cops were going
to exert themselves. Their insurance was going to pay for some of their
personal belongings and their room would be fully repaired. It didn't make them
feel any better or safer, so at Buffy's mother's insistence they moved into her
house and she drove them to classes every morning.
All this brought a change in
Willow and not in a good way. Her normally bright and cheerful personality was
gone, she didn't eat, she didn't sleep and what was worse was every time Buffy
would reach out for her she would stiffen up and become totally unresponsive.
After a while Buffy quit reaching
for her and began sleeping on the couch in the living room.
“I don't know what to do,” Buffy told Giles one afternoon after a
particularly bad work out. “All she does is sit there staring out into space,
she won't talk to me or let me do anything to help her. It's making me crazy,
sometimes I just want to pick her up and shake her.”
“I doubt seriously if that would
help.” Giles told her “All I can tell you is give her some time. She has
suffered a devastating loss and that may take her a while to get over it. Be
patient with her and love her she will come around soon enough. In the mean
time pay attention to what you are doing so you will live that long.”
“Yeah right.” she answered
absentmindedly.
The problem was not getting better
and it was beginning to effect Buffy's slaying. Then came the day it almost
killed her.
*****
The sun had been up for nearly an
hour and still Buffy hadn't come home. Joyce was going crazy with worry. And
when Joyce was worried she cooked-so a huge breakfast was on tap for the
morning.
Joyce vaguely heard someone knock
on the front door but Willow said she would get it so Joyce went back to
stirring the pancake batter. She knew Buffy would be starved when she got
home-the Slayer was always starved-Joyce thought.
“BUFFY!” she heard Willow scream.
Joyce dropped the bowl of pancake
batter on the floor and ran toward the sound. As she entered the living room
she saw Xander carrying the limp form of her daughter to the couch and lay her down.
“I found her just outside the
cemetery gate,” he said.
“Where were you?” Willow asked
with a hard edge to her voice. “Weren't you supposed to patrol with her last
night?”
“I did, I mean I was,” He
explained quickly. “We finished our sweep and she sent me home. She said
something about not wanting to go home yet and that she was going to take a
walk. I just happened to go back because I forgot my jacket and I found her and
got her to my car. I called Giles on the way over here and he said he'd be
right over.”
“All right you did the right
thing, so lets get busy.” Willow said taking charge, “Xander you go get some
hot water and cloths. I'll get the first-aid kit.”
Joyce watched her daughter's lover
take charge of everything and before she could go to her daughter's side Willow
was back with a big military style first aid bag.
Joyce watched Willow take
charge of everything and before she could go to her daughter's side Willow was
back with a big military style first-aid bag. With an efficiency acquired
through experience Willow began cutting away Buffy's blood soaked clothes from
her wounds, exposing a bone deep cut down her side along her ribs some deep
scratches all over her back and shoulders all of which were bloody But, it was
Buffy's stillness that almost threw her into a panic attack-her daughter was
always active-Joyce couldn't stand to see her so quiet...
Willow glanced back at the white
face of Buffy's mother, < she probably never seen her daughter like this.
>
"Mrs. Summers, Joyce, I need
some blankets to keep her warm with, could you go find some?" Willow asked just to get Joyce out of the
room.
Of all the wounds on the tiny
Slayer's body there were only two serious ones. A deep gash across Buffy's stomach and the large busied cut on
the side of her head.
Xander returned with a huge bowl
of hot water and a pile of soft clean rags that had once been his shirt.
With the help of Buffy's mother
Willow soon had the smaller wounds cleaned and dressed and was moving to the
more serious ones, she began with the wound on Buffy's stomach cleaning it and
putting in the necessary stitches like Giles and Brigit had taught her. Willow
was just finishing cleaning Buffy's head wound when Giles walked in carrying
some special medicines he and Willow had learned from the book they'd brought
back with them.
Willow stepped back to let
Giles get to Buffy's side and finish treating her.
“Does this happen often?” Joyce
asked after observing Willow's skill.
“Never this bad before.” Willow said
her voice breaking “This is my fault.”
Joyce stared at the girl as
she backed out of the room and into the hallway. She kept backing until her
back was against a wall then she slid down the wall to sit on the floor, she
drew up her knees and hugged them tightly against her chest. She wept quietly,
Xander heard her and tried his best to console her.
“No way Will,” he said. “If it's
anybody's fault it's mine I shouldn't have left her alone no matter what she
said.”
“No Xander,” Willow corrected him
softly “I let her down. It's my place to be there for her, to help her face her
enemies and I didn't. I was too busy feeling sorry for poor pitiful little me.
I wasn't there for the one I love.”
“Your wrong Willow.” Xander
scolded her “Buffy knew you were hurting, she told me herself. She said she was
afraid she wasn't there for you because she couldn't seem to help you.”
Willow was shaking her head in
denial. Xander slammed his fist into the floor. “DAMN IT!” Xander growled at
his life long friend. “I'm so tired of both of you taking the blame for all
this when you both know whose fault it really is.”
Willow looked up at him shocked by
his unexpected outburst. “What are you saying?” Willow asked in a tiny
frightened voice.
“You damn well know whose fault it
is.” Xander said his voice low and full of deadly menace, “If your parents are
such narrow minded bigots that they can't recognize that their daughter's in
love just because she happened to fall in love with another woman. Face it
Will, it's their fault.”
“No Xander,” Willow said softly,
“you don't understand it was me. I'm supposed to be above all that and when
things got a little rough I pulled away from her. I deserted Buffy and made her
feel she wasn't important to me and that's my fault and no one else.”
Before Xander could answer Giles
came out of the living room. “I have applied the medicine as the book
instructed” he said, “All we can do now is wait and see.”
“Wills.” came a weak call from the
living room.
Before anyone else could react
Willow was off the floor and rushing to Buffy's side. She knelt on the floor
beside the couch and took Buffy's hand. “I'm right here sweetheart.” Willow
reassured her “I won't leave your side again. I'm sorry I let you down, it
won't ever happen I swear it.”
“It's alright Wills, I'm gonna be
fine” Buffy whispered. “It's not your fault, it's mine, you've given up so much
for me. I'm sorry I cost you your family, I didn't mean to.”
“THAT"S IT!!! I've had just about
enough!” Joyce snapped angrily. “Willow you stay here with Buffy you're all she
needs right now. Xander you stay here and do whatever Willow tells you to.
Rupert, you come with me, we have something to take care of that can't wait
another second.”
Joyce grabbed her purse and with
Giles in tow she swept out of the house. She was gone for almost four hours and
when she returned she was closely followed by a very subdued and very
apologetic Mr. and Mrs. Rosenberg.
At Joyce's suggestion Willow and
her parents went into the dining room and had a long private talk. By the time
they left they had made a happily beaming Willow promise that when Buffy was
better they were come to dinner so they could get to know her better.
When Buffy questioned her mother
about what she had said that had made them come around, she would smile
mysteriously.
“Sometimes only another parent can
explain the facts of life to a parent” she said vaguely, “and sometimes it
takes an outsider to point out how truly lucky other people are.” *****
Toward the end of the semester the
rumor mill got bored with talking the openly affectionate couple and with a few
exceptions either accepted or ignored them. Which was just fine with them.
Unfortunately those few exceptions
felt it necessary to make their presence known and for the second time their
room was broken into and trashed. But this time they didn't just destroy
everything they painted extremely offensive and hateful sayings and names on
the walls.
Once again the university promised
a through investigation and that they would of course replace all their damaged
personal property.
This time however Willow's parents
were involved an after discussing it with Buffy's mother insisted the couple
move into a condo in Giles complex, in fact they got them the place right next
door to him.
It made both sets of parent's feel
better knowing he was there to 'watch' over their daughters. Buffy always
laughed at their choice of words and how they seemed to make Giles
uncomfortable every time he heard them.
They'd moved right in, using the
insurance from their dormroom to furnish their new place.
Everything met with their parent's
approval with the possible exception of the huge king-size bed for their room.
They seemed a little nervous any time anything about beds and sleeping
arrangements came up so the girls avoided the subject when ever possible.
Willow's physical training was
coming along nicely; while she wasn't as strong or as fast as the Slayer, she
was combining the fighting techniques she learned from Giles and Buffy with her
other powers. She was fast becoming a formidable partner for Buffy in her
constant battle against the Darkness, and to be honest Buffy found it was nice
to have someone there
always watching her back.
*****
On their first official night out
on patrol as equals they ran into the demon that had hurt Buffy so badly.
Before Buffy could even challenge it, Willow stepped in front of her and
pointed her staff at the hulking red demon.
"You will harm my love no
more," Willow said calmly. As bright neon green light shot from the
emerald embedded in the head of the staff.
It flashed across the space between her and the demon. Wrapping around
him several times binding him.
"Go back to the hell that
spawned you and plague us no more," she pronounced like a judge handing
down a death sentence.
She stabbed the ground with the
iron-shod foot of the staff and a swirling black vortex opened beneath the
demon and he was sucked into the ground as if he had never existed.
Buffy was still starring slack
jawed when Willow turned and looked at her with a shy embarrassed grin.
"Whoa babe," Buffy was
finally able to say. "Remind me to never piss you off."
"He hurt you," Willow
said simply.
Buffy laughed and hugged the most
precious thing in her life, for the first time Buffy felt 'safe' on patrol
because now her Wills would always be there to protect her.
No matter where you go - there
you are.
~Buckaroo
Bonzai~