Help is Always Welcome
Title: Help Is Always Welcome
Rating: FR 15
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters featured here. They belong to their respective creators and production companies.
Distribution: NeverNormal.com and TtH
Series: FFA Madness #2; Wish Hard Enough #6
Summary: Willow talks to Jareth in the aftermath of the End of Days fight
Author's Note: This series is because I wanted to branch my muse out from just writing Alissa and/or Castle and so I scoured the FFA list for ones I liked and hadn't been done yet. I think I ended up with a list of about 28 pairings I'll be ending up doing, though I have three written that when I post them here will be linked to the FFA pairings...all else will go here...enjoy :D
Willow had seen a lot over the years since she'd first met Buffy, fluffy sweaters and all. But when Faith had turned up right before the Scooby contingent headed to go help Angel fight the Senior Partners, the redhead hadn't paid much attention to the blonde haired man with her, other than acknowledging that having another person adept at magic would be a big help. It was only afterward, when they'd gone to the Hyperion for triage and recovery that she had the time to realize who Faith's friend truly was. She was currently wandering over to where Jareth was helping Wesley with one of the minis. Contrary to the perception of him that she'd built up from having read his book a million times as a child, the Goblin King didn't seem to have a problem helping out where he was needed. He glanced up at her and smiled as he stood up and walked over to a sink to clean up.
“Miss Willow, what can I do for you?”
She smiled as he sat down next to her on a bench by the balcony overlooking the ground floor. “Faith never told me how you two met, Your Majesty,” she said casually as they both watched the recovering chaos below them. She felt him smirk and then a shiver of magic and she glanced over to see him clad much as the drawings portrayed him in the book. He juggled two crystals in his hands, the poet's blouse and leggings looking intriguing, but the pendant that was a statement of his kingship, that was impressive.
“Do you love her? Cuz I so want to give you the 'if you hurt her, I'll hit you with a shovel and then bury you with it' speech, but what with you being the Goblin King and having more magic in your body than I could grab in my lifetime, it kinda loses its sting, ya know?” she babbled, glancing over at him as he grinned.
“Little Tree, I would never hurt her and I am truly glad you could repair your animosity to her enough to consider her friend enough to want her to be happy. And, you can believe that I truly want my future Queen to be as happy as I can possibly make her.”
Willow brightened visibly and bounced up and down minutely on the bench. “Oh goody...so much better that way.”