Buffy stepped out of the hall of residence into the sunshine and shielded
her eyes as she went out into the early morning sun.
She started to walk across the lawn to where she was going to meet Giles before her English Class. She strolled towards the large Oak that sprawled out in front of Stevenson Hall and, realising that Giles was not only there, but had probably been waiting at least 15 minutes (being 10 minutes later than she'd said anyway) she ran over quickly.
"Buffy, next time you want to ask me something, please tell me to arrive half an hour later than you plan to get here." Giles challenged, removing his glasses and rubbing his forehead.
"Oh c'mon Giles, I was working on my history assignment…" Buffy said, putting on her most innocent face.
"Really" Giles asked, sounding surprised.
"Well, no, but I was thinking about it" Buffy replied. Giles looked mildly annoyed, but Buffy flashed a grin and he immediately relaxed.
"What was it you wanted me to help you with? You said something a dream you had where someone was in danger?"
Buffy's facial expression to changed to one which suggested she was having difficulty in swallowing.
"Yeah. Someone was in this weird coloured pool, and I couldn't do anything about it, and I was really straining to help - I'm not sure why, Giles, but it really wigged me out, it made me feel completely powerless against whatever was doing that…"
"Well, I can't say that it sends any alarm bells off, but I'll look in to it."
"Thanks Giles," Buffy said, glad that she had now passed that on to him, "and now I really DO have to get to class"
"Yes Buffy," Giles replied, "enjoy the coffee house…"
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Giles sat down in his kitchen with a cup of tea. He frowned as he thought about what Buffy had told him. He pondered a second, trying to bring back any demons that he had ever heard of that could immobilise a person. He couldn't think of one at all, which was odd after so many years as a watcher. Well, he wouldn't start from there then. Buffy had told him that the pool had been 'green and kinda glowy' so he decided to do his best in researching Buffy's usual vagueness. He picked up his tea and took a sip, immediately pouring the rest of it down the sink. "They don't make tea like they do in England…"
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Buffy walked into her Calculus class and spotted Willow sitting in a desk by the window and immediately walked over and slid into the seat next to her.
"Hey Will, how's it going?"
"Fine, I guess. Where were you before class?" Willow asked.
"Oh, just telling Giles about the dream." Buffy said, with an attempt at casualness.
"You mean the one about –" Willow was interrupted
"Shhh! Careful, Riley's over there. He tends to get a little over concerned when anything like this happens. It's sweet, but I don't need it at the moment. But yeah. He didn't exactly look to thrilled when I told him. He's gonna look into it for me. It really freaked me out y'know Will." Buffy finished as Riley walked over.
"Hey Buffy, Willow," He said, bending down to kiss Buffy on the cheek, "I can't stay for long, gotta get to my English class, just wanted to say that I'll meet you this evening outside Lowell, Okay?"
"Sure, I'll see you then." Said Buffy as Riley turned round to leave.
Just as Buffy was going to continue telling Willow about her dream, and Giles' reaction, Mr. Beckett, Buffy's Calculus professor, entered the room. Buffy turned round, positioning herself to make it look as if she was staring at the board and immediately started to drift off to sleep.
She started to walk across the lawn to where she was going to meet Giles before her English Class. She strolled towards the large Oak that sprawled out in front of Stevenson Hall and, realising that Giles was not only there, but had probably been waiting at least 15 minutes (being 10 minutes later than she'd said anyway) she ran over quickly.
"Buffy, next time you want to ask me something, please tell me to arrive half an hour later than you plan to get here." Giles challenged, removing his glasses and rubbing his forehead.
"Oh c'mon Giles, I was working on my history assignment…" Buffy said, putting on her most innocent face.
"Really" Giles asked, sounding surprised.
"Well, no, but I was thinking about it" Buffy replied. Giles looked mildly annoyed, but Buffy flashed a grin and he immediately relaxed.
"What was it you wanted me to help you with? You said something a dream you had where someone was in danger?"
Buffy's facial expression to changed to one which suggested she was having difficulty in swallowing.
"Yeah. Someone was in this weird coloured pool, and I couldn't do anything about it, and I was really straining to help - I'm not sure why, Giles, but it really wigged me out, it made me feel completely powerless against whatever was doing that…"
"Well, I can't say that it sends any alarm bells off, but I'll look in to it."
"Thanks Giles," Buffy said, glad that she had now passed that on to him, "and now I really DO have to get to class"
"Yes Buffy," Giles replied, "enjoy the coffee house…"
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Giles sat down in his kitchen with a cup of tea. He frowned as he thought about what Buffy had told him. He pondered a second, trying to bring back any demons that he had ever heard of that could immobilise a person. He couldn't think of one at all, which was odd after so many years as a watcher. Well, he wouldn't start from there then. Buffy had told him that the pool had been 'green and kinda glowy' so he decided to do his best in researching Buffy's usual vagueness. He picked up his tea and took a sip, immediately pouring the rest of it down the sink. "They don't make tea like they do in England…"
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Buffy walked into her Calculus class and spotted Willow sitting in a desk by the window and immediately walked over and slid into the seat next to her.
"Hey Will, how's it going?"
"Fine, I guess. Where were you before class?" Willow asked.
"Oh, just telling Giles about the dream." Buffy said, with an attempt at casualness.
"You mean the one about –" Willow was interrupted
"Shhh! Careful, Riley's over there. He tends to get a little over concerned when anything like this happens. It's sweet, but I don't need it at the moment. But yeah. He didn't exactly look to thrilled when I told him. He's gonna look into it for me. It really freaked me out y'know Will." Buffy finished as Riley walked over.
"Hey Buffy, Willow," He said, bending down to kiss Buffy on the cheek, "I can't stay for long, gotta get to my English class, just wanted to say that I'll meet you this evening outside Lowell, Okay?"
"Sure, I'll see you then." Said Buffy as Riley turned round to leave.
Just as Buffy was going to continue telling Willow about her dream, and Giles' reaction, Mr. Beckett, Buffy's Calculus professor, entered the room. Buffy turned round, positioning herself to make it look as if she was staring at the board and immediately started to drift off to sleep.