A new day dawned and Willow was already a blur of movement as she
got ready for the trip to Myerton. She was double-checking her
luggage, making sure that she hadn't forgotten anything. She was
hyped. She loved road trips. Of course, she could be hyped up due
to amount of coffee she had already consumed in an effort to wake up
for the early departure time.
She had just finished checking her bag for the fifth time when she
heard her aunt's voice call out to her. "Willow your friends
She quickly zipped up her suitcase and grabbed her back pack. She
raced down the stairs. She came to a complete stop right in front
of her aunt. Her aunt smiled at the bundle of energy that was
Willow. Willow set her bags down and leaned over to give her aunt a
kiss on the cheek.
"I'll see you later, Auntie." Willow said as she bent
back down to pick up her bags.
Auntie just shook her head. "Remember to call me as soon as you
get to your destination. You know that I worry. Do you have your
cell phone? Do you need more money? Do you have the credit card in
case of emergencies?"
Willow gave an exasperated sigh. "I will, I know, yes I have, No
I don't, and yes I have that too." She then graced her aunt
with a very caffeinated Willowy grin.
She turned to the door. She saw Richard leaning on the door frame
nonchalantly. It should be criminal to look that good so early in
the morning. Her hormones alerted her to the fact that `yes,
they were indeed awake too.' He was smiling at the scene of
familial devotion. `Nothing like getting treated like a kid in
front of a hottie,' she mentally groaned.
He reached down and took the suitcase from her. She smiled at him
in return. It was a nice thought. Not like she needed help with
the luggage with her being all with the preternatural strength.
Guess chivalry isn't entirely dead.
Willow gave her final farewells and impatiently listened to any last
minute admonishments from her aunt. She finally managed to break
free from her loving aunt and escape to the waiting SUV.
Richard put her suitcase in the trunk. She wanted to keep her back
pack handy. In case, she needed to entertain herself on the long
drive. Jamil sat behind the wheel and Shang Da sat beside him in
the front seat. She guessed the Ulfric doesn't go anywhere
without his bodyguards. This was fine by her, more people to
Willow hopped onto the back seat and leaned between the two front
seats. She gave another dazzling smile to Jamil and Shang Da.
"Hi, I'm Willow. I don't think I've really gotten to
know your names."
They were rather good looking to Willow's eyes. The both looked
like they had just stepped off of a GQ photo shoot. The driver had
long corn rows that probably reached his waist. The guy sitting
next to him had his hair gelled to spikes.
Jamil and Shang Da simultaneously raised their eyebrows at her. She
just gave them a cheeky grin in response. No gloomy gusses were
going to get her down. At this point, the only thing that could
probably bring down a caffeinated Willow was a surface to air
Richard climbed into the back and sat down next to Willow. "The
driver is Jamil and the guy sitting next to him is Shang Da."
"It is a pleasure to meet you both," Willow responded. She
would not be deterred. The silent treatment will not work with
her. She would get them to crack an expression if it killed her or
them. Whichever came first.
Silence fell heavily on the occupants of the SUV. They had been on
the road for an hour and no one was talking. Willow was surprised
she had managed to go without speaking for so long. This was
torture. They weren't even listening to the car radio. She had
to do something.
She finally spoke up, "Are we going to play the silent game until
we reach Tennessee?" She then had an idea. "We could play a
car game to pass the time."
Jamil and Shang Da shared a look and then Jamil shared a look with
Richard via the rearview mirror. They all had identical expressions
of we're sharing space with a crazy woman.
Richard broke the stalemate. "Well, we could talk about things
like how come you could channel the munin but told no one until you
had your mini-break down at the lupanar?"
Willow pondered this for a moment. She really wanted to play a game
but she could go along with Mr. Good-looking but entirely too
serious for his own good. "I'll spill all my details if we
play a car game." She had to restrain herself from bouncing in
Richard rolled his eyes but agreed to her conditions. She certainly
was a breath of fresh air. She seemed to be just chock-full of
life. It at the very least will be an interesting couple of weeks.
She took a deep breath before beginning. "Here is the much
abbreviated version of the life of one Willow Rosenberg. That would
be me. I was born and raised on the Boca del Inferno also known as
Shang Da turned around and interrupted her tale. "You're
from Sunnydale? My old pack in San Francisco avoids that town. It
is really weird."
Willow continued, "Yup, a place of mystical convergence. It
gives off major bad vibes. Through my various and a sundry
adventures in high school, I got involved in witchcraft. I fell in
love and lost that special someone to a gun-toting nerd sociopath.
I went crazy from grief and did some very naughty bad things to the
perpetrator and even to my friends. I got some magical help to deal
with my out of control grief and my powers. I came back and my
friends didn't want me anymore. I moved to St. Louis to live
with my aunt and to make a fresh start. I met Michael and things
got out of hand. He went all wolfy on me and that reminded me of
past bad memory regarding werewolves. So, I went all magical on
him. I managed to keep him from killing me but I wasn't able to
stop him from infecting me. And this brings you up to date." She
inhaled a deep breath after her babble fest.
Richard sat very still and pondered what she said. He finally
spoke, "So, you're a witch in addition to being Lukoi. That
is why you could channel the munin. What previous past have you had
It was Willow's turn to become very still. She was caught up in
memories of Oz. She still missed him at times. "My first
boyfriend was a werewolf. He cheated on me with this slutty
werewolf singer that he knew when we were freshmen in college. She
tried to kill me and he killed her instead. He then got all caught
up with his beast and tried to eat me. Our relationship kinda went
south after that."
She shook off her past memories and gave another grin. "Now,
let's play a car game." A simultaneous groan was heard as
her answer. Her grin widened. "It will be fun. Trust me. Have
you guys ever played the six degree movie game?"
Jamil spoke up from the front of the car, "What's that?"
Willow got a gleam in her eye, "I'm so glad you asked. Did
you know that Kevin Bacon can be linked to any actor through at
least six degrees? Well, the way I play this game, you have to link
two actors, not necessarily Kevin Bacon, to each other by no more
than six movies."
Richard smiled at Willow. She was a wonder. Life kept throwing
stuff at her and she didn't completely lose her sparkle or become
dead inside. She was very intriguing. He got lost in his thoughts
about his loss of innocence that he missed part of the game they
Willow was busily scolding Jamil about giving up too soon on his
answer. "It's easy to link Jack Nicholson to James Spader.
I can do it in one degree. They were both in the movie
Shang Da turned to look at her. "Wolf? What was that movie
Willow got an evil grin on her face. She gave a one word reply
of "werewolves." She got another groan from the front of the
Jamil shook his head. "You watch movies about werewolves?"
Willow nodded her head. "Why not? I used to watch vampire
movies with Spike and he's a vampire. He thought they were
funny. They always gave him a laugh."
Richard just shook his head again. This was going to be a long road
trip but at least it wasn't going to be boring.