Hot Chocolate Makes Everything Better
Willow slowly climbed her way back to the waking world. When she
came back to herself, she found that she was cocooned in a nest of
sheets and blankets. She sleepily looked around the room. For a
moment she had no recognition of where she had found herself. Then
it came to her in a flash, she was still at Sylvie and Gwen’s
house in their guest bedroom.
A brief glance out the window confirmed her suspicions. She had
slept the day away. She had been warned that the first few times of
her change would be traumatic to her system. She wouldn’t
immediately bounce back like the other members of the pack.
She recalled the previous night’s activities. She had been
accepted into the pack. She had met a few very drool-worthy guys.
She had met the infamous Anita Blake.
She had been impressed with Anita’s power but not entirely
impressed by Anita herself. That lady just gave off vibes similar
to the ones that Willow had felt off of Faith, the rogue slayer.
She still didn’t trust Faith completely. Faith could be
treacherous and shown that in time past. Willow didn’t know
enough about Ms. Blake to make an educated comparison. So, the jury
was still out on what Willow felt about Anita.
Everything else was a blur. She could almost grab snatches of
memory. First, she had felt such great pain. Her body felt like it
was tearing itself apart from the inside. Her normally agile mind
had shut down her thinking under the onslaught of the pain. With
her higher thought processes gone, Willow’s primitive instincts
She again tasted the freedom of swiftly running movement. She flew
through the trees in search of something to sate her ravenous
hunger. How hot and thrilling was the first taste of flesh as she
tore into the throat of a hapless deer. She felt like power
incarnate. This excited her and yet frightened her at the same time.
She quickly disentangled the blankets and set off at a dead run to
the bathroom. She hovered over the toilet as she gasped for
breath. She felt sick. Sick because she had enjoyed the hunt so
much. What was wrong with her?
Gwen found Willow in the same position minutes later. She stood at
the door and looked on with sympathy. Willow was at odds with her
beast. She may now be werewolf but her residual human morals still
clung to her. If she were to have any peace now, she would have to
come to terms with her beast.
Gwen quietly crept into the room. She knelt by the weeping Willow.
She placed a comforting arm around Willow’s shoulders. Willow
looked up at Gwen with a horror-struck face. With another sob,
Willow threw herself into Gwen’s embrace. Gwen held and rocked
Willow until the crying ended.
Eventually, Gwen coaxed Willow downstairs for a nice hot cup of
chocolate. Gwen had even managed to rustle up some tiny
marshmallows for Willow’s drink. They quietly conversed for what
seemed like hours. Gwen didn’t judge. She understood perfectly
what Willow was going through. She suggested that Willow should
take a shower and dress. Gwen would take her home to her aunt.
Willow needed the comfort of familiar things around her.
Willow nodded and trudged back upstairs to the shower. She put on
the clothes that she had borrowed from Gwen. It wasn’t a perfect
fit but it wouldn’t do to drive through the streets of St. Louis
Willow said her farewells to Sylvie and set off with Gwen for home.
She felt nervous energy begin to creep up her spine. How would her
aunt take the news that her darling niece had been infected? Gwen
told her that she could stay with them for a while if she was kicked
out of her aunt’s home. That had made Willow feel marginally
better. Always prepare for the worst was her motto.
The drive to her aunt’s house was over too soon for Willow. She
dreaded what was to come. She told Gwen that she would call her if
worse came to worst and she found herself homeless. She took a deep
breath and slowly let it out as she unlocked the front door.
She hadn’t made it very far into the house when her aunt came
running down the stairs. Willow found herself in the grasp of a big
bear hug. Her aunt looked absolutely relieved to see her. Willow
felt that twinge of guilt because she had kept her beloved Auntie in
the dark about the recent happenings in her life. It was time to
Willow stepped out of her aunt’s embrace. She took a hold of her
aunt’s hand and led her to the living room couch. They both sat
down. Her aunt continued to hold her hand. Willow bowed her head
for a moment and took another cleansing breath.
She looked up into the anxious eyes of the only family member left
that gave a darn about her. She worried that she would truly be
disinherited and banished from what remained of her family.
She didn’t want to be abandoned but she couldn’t have lies
between herself and her aunt. Her aunt knew the whole story of what
had happened in Sunnydale. She accepted her even when she knew that
Willow had the potential to be dangerous. This gave Willow hope
that maybe just maybe her aunt would accept her again.
Willow took another breath and slowly let it out. “Auntie,
something bad happened to me and I would like to tell the story
without any interruptions before you speak. Is that okay with
“Of course, Willow, you take as long as you need. I’m here
for you.” Her aunt said while giving an encouraging smile.
“You remember me telling you about that boy at school?”
Willow questioned her aunt.
Her aunt nodded her reply but stayed silent as requested.
“Well, we had a confrontation of sorts after our study group.
Things got way out of hand. He attacked me. Before you ask, I’m
relatively fine. Too make a long story short, he infected me with
lycanthropy. I’m a werewolf, Auntie. Last night was the full
moon. That was why I couldn’t come home right away. They
didn’t want me to endanger you.” Willow paused and let out a
Her aunt was silent. Willow could see the wheels turning over in
her aunt’s mind. She was giving the situation some thought
before she would speak.
Finally, her aunt looked up and held Willow’s gaze. “Willow
I am so sorry that all these bad things have happened to you. I
really wish that I could protect from the big bad world out there.
I won’t lie to you and tell you that it doesn’t scare me.
But I won’t let my fear dictate my life. Willow, I will always
love you. I’m here for you now like I was here for you before.
Nothing can change that.”
Willow felt the weight of doubt lift from her shoulders. She gave
her aunt a dazzling smile. They hugged again. Willow thought that
maybe her life was really turning around even if she would be furry