Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy.

AN: I know that this has probably been done before, but I don't think it's ever been done with Tara in the "Dorothy" role. Also, this is AU because Tara never died, so season 7 goes on the way it would have if that had never happened. Kennedy does exist, trying to flirt with Willow and generally being a pain in the ass to everyone. Oh, and Miss Kitty Fantastico never mysteriously disappeared/Was forgotten by the writers.

"I am going to kill her!" Willow yelled, stomping into the room she shared with Tara, who was sitting on the bed brushing mats out of Miss Kitty's fur.

"Who?" Tara asked, although she knew exactly who her lover was talking about, as there was only one person in the house aside from Willow and herself.

"Kennedy!" Willow growled. "She was faking being sick and she just tried to drag me off to the Bronze with her! Can't she take a hint?! I have a girlfriend!"

"Damn right you do" Tara smiled, pulling Willow down beside her and kissing her. Willow raised an eyebrow.

"Doesn't any of this bother you?"

"Not really. If it didn't bother you, then I might be worried, but I trust you. And I can't blame Kennedy for having great taste in women." Tara kissed Willow again, and the kiss quickly deepened. When Tara began to push Willow back onto the bed, the redhead pulled away, sighing.

"Sorry baby, I can't. That cyclone's supposed to hit soon, remember? I told Buffy I'd tape up the windows and everything. But then Kennedy.." At that moment, the potential slayer in question burst into the room. "Kennedy!" Willow yelled angrily. "I came in here to get away from you!"

"I know" Kennedy panted. "But the cyclone's coming, can't you hear it?" Willow and Tara paused, listening. Sure enough, they could hear a dull roar in the distance.

"Oh goddess!" cried Willow, panicking. "You two are gonna have to help me! Tara, you stay inside and tape the windows, I'll tie down the outdoor furniture, and Kennedy, you go make sure the other potentials haven't left any swords or axes lying around in the backyard, because there's no way that that can end well in this situation!"

The three women each rushed off to carry out their designated task, but they had underestimated how close the cyclone actually was.

"Willow!" Kennedy shouted over the roaring wind as she bolted back towards the house, her arms laden with weapons. "Get inside!"

"In a minute!" Willow yelled back, her anger towards the potential temporararily forgotten in the face of this life threatening situation. "I just have to tie up this chair!"

"No time, look!" Kennedy pointed at the huge whirlwind rapidly closing in. Willow nodded, rushing to the door. Unfortunately, as she opened the door to let herself and Kennedy in, a terrified Miss Kitty ran out, and Tara didn't hesitate to run straight after her.

"Miss Kitty!" she called, chasing after her beloved pet. "Miss Kitty Fantastico, come back here right now!" Willow began to follow her, but Kennedy grabbed her arm.

"Are you nuts? You're going to get yourself killed for some idiot who ran into a cyclone after a cat?!" Willow felt anger bubbling up inside her, and swung her free arm, giving Kennedy a sharp slap to the face.

"You do not talk about Tara like that to me" Willow growled, pulling her arm out of the potential slayer's grasp. "You do not talk about Tara like that at all."

Outside, Tara had just managed to grab hold of Miss Kitty, and she was turning back towards the house, when she heard Willow screaming.

"Tara, look out!" But it was too late. The chair on the porch which Kennedy had stopped Willow from securing slammed into the side of Tara's head, knocking her out.

The next thing Tara knew, she was back inside the house, in bed, clutching Miss Kitty. Willow was nowhere to be seen. She slowly crept out side, and found herself in a small town of colourful little houses, with a yellow road weaving around them. "Uh-oh" she thought to herself.

"I don't think we're in Sunnydale anymore, Miss Kitty."