A Mother's Love
Aug. 14th, 2006 09:48 pm#14
Title: A Mother's Love
Author: Maeve Bran
Summary: Willow realizes that her parents might not be as bad as she thought.
Disclaimer:I don't own Buffy or Angel or
Notes:This is for the August fic a day. This set durring the Bones episode "The Man on the Fairway",
Word Count:469
Prompt:TTH#3 Love
Willow had known, since Christmas, about Dr. Temperance Brennan's parents' disappearance. She knew, too, that the case with Jesse Kane's missing father was going to hit close to home for Dr. Brennan. Nothing hurt like issues involving parents, Willow knew. While Shelia Rosenberg was around, she didn't pay much attention to Willow. Shelia had, in fact, been apart of a crowd that had almost burned Willow, Amy and Buffy at the stake for being witches. Fortunately, the other scoobies had been able to break the spell on the mob and put out the fire before they got hurt. Willow didn't know which would be worse, having loving parents who disappear or parents who are present but apathetic.
Joyce Summers, Buffy's mom, had been more of a mother to Willow than Shelia had in many ways. The fact that Joyce had spearheaded the group of people who had tried to burn them hadn't been Joyce's fault. When Joyce had died three years ago it had been like Willow had lost her mother as well. After Joyce's death, Willow had stopped in more often to see her own mother but the gap between them never really narrowed to a crossable distance. Shelia was proud, for awhile, of her lesbian daughter but that wore out before Tara had died. Willow knew where her parents went when they left Sunnydale in the great exodus last May but she hadn't really kept in touch.
Willow tore herself out of her maudlin thoughts and concentrated on writing her portion of the schematic to see if the skull fragment was part of Max Kane. Once the program had run, the fragment was possibly Max Kane's. They couldn't exclude that.
Willow decided now might be a good time to call her mom, so she dialed the Los Angeles number.
"Hi, Mom. It's Willow." She said when Shelia answered.
"Willow, honey, it is good to hear from you. How is . . . wherever it is you are these days?" Shelia inquired.
"I'm in Washington D.C. at the Jeffersonian Institute. And I'm great. I love my job and the people I work with. In fact. . . . " Willow started to relay the she worked for Dr. Temperance Brennan but her mother cut her off.
"That's great. I have got to go. I've got a lecture to give at UCLA in an hour." Shelia said. "I'll be in DC next week, how about I drop by the Jeffersonian and we have lunch?"
"Sounds good. I love you, Mom. Give my love to Dad." Willow said.
"I love you too. Bye." Shelia rushed and hung up.
Willow hung up the phone and smiled. Her mother may be distant but she knew that Shelia meant it when she said she loved Willow. Willow smiled and went back to work.
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Title: A Mother's Love
Author: Maeve Bran
Summary: Willow realizes that her parents might not be as bad as she thought.
Disclaimer:I don't own Buffy or Angel or
Notes:This is for the August fic a day. This set durring the Bones episode "The Man on the Fairway",
Word Count:469
Prompt:TTH#3 Love
Willow had known, since Christmas, about Dr. Temperance Brennan's parents' disappearance. She knew, too, that the case with Jesse Kane's missing father was going to hit close to home for Dr. Brennan. Nothing hurt like issues involving parents, Willow knew. While Shelia Rosenberg was around, she didn't pay much attention to Willow. Shelia had, in fact, been apart of a crowd that had almost burned Willow, Amy and Buffy at the stake for being witches. Fortunately, the other scoobies had been able to break the spell on the mob and put out the fire before they got hurt. Willow didn't know which would be worse, having loving parents who disappear or parents who are present but apathetic.
Joyce Summers, Buffy's mom, had been more of a mother to Willow than Shelia had in many ways. The fact that Joyce had spearheaded the group of people who had tried to burn them hadn't been Joyce's fault. When Joyce had died three years ago it had been like Willow had lost her mother as well. After Joyce's death, Willow had stopped in more often to see her own mother but the gap between them never really narrowed to a crossable distance. Shelia was proud, for awhile, of her lesbian daughter but that wore out before Tara had died. Willow knew where her parents went when they left Sunnydale in the great exodus last May but she hadn't really kept in touch.
Willow tore herself out of her maudlin thoughts and concentrated on writing her portion of the schematic to see if the skull fragment was part of Max Kane. Once the program had run, the fragment was possibly Max Kane's. They couldn't exclude that.
Willow decided now might be a good time to call her mom, so she dialed the Los Angeles number.
"Hi, Mom. It's Willow." She said when Shelia answered.
"Willow, honey, it is good to hear from you. How is . . . wherever it is you are these days?" Shelia inquired.
"I'm in Washington D.C. at the Jeffersonian Institute. And I'm great. I love my job and the people I work with. In fact. . . . " Willow started to relay the she worked for Dr. Temperance Brennan but her mother cut her off.
"That's great. I have got to go. I've got a lecture to give at UCLA in an hour." Shelia said. "I'll be in DC next week, how about I drop by the Jeffersonian and we have lunch?"
"Sounds good. I love you, Mom. Give my love to Dad." Willow said.
"I love you too. Bye." Shelia rushed and hung up.
Willow hung up the phone and smiled. Her mother may be distant but she knew that Shelia meant it when she said she loved Willow. Willow smiled and went back to work.
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