Writers Note:
Written after I had seen first Season Buffy.
Slight AU Warning. Meaning I didn't change much. But there is a lot
speculation that is simply not even speculation.
The problem is that I like Twist stories ;)
Let's face it. I sat down at my Computer and started to write. This
was the result.
Hope you like it...I welcome feedback..but please no flames!
Thank you ;)
I remember the nights
by Strange Music-;
She entered the Library on silent feet.
Wanting to watch him, before she would announce her presents. To see
how much he had changed in all those years.
He was older.
But then 20 years were a long time. For her it had meant one
beautiful child, one failed marriage and quiet a few gray hairs in
her once blond hair.
They hadn't known each other for very long....only a short
time. And just as she had been about to forget him. He popped up
from her past.
She closed up to 5 steps now. Yet none of his movement had given any
indication, that he had realised, that he wasn't alone anymore.
Back then she had told him, how dangerous this habit of his was.
That one day he would be killed with his nose in a book. Not seeing
the danger coming close.
Another step. It *was* satisfying to know, that she could still move
stealthily. All that time out of training might have rusted her
bones, but not her instincts.
The day her second watcher had appeared she had scared the living
daylight of him by jumping him with a stake to his heart. They had
both survived the incident....and later she had gotten his heart
anyway.
'What was he reading?' It probably was another. 'Let's go an safe
the world' or at least 'Many people might be killed'. She wondering
if he had ever read the book she had given him, if he was even
interested in it.
Her foot brushed the table-leg, deliberately.
His head shoot up, his eyes narrowing as he adjusted them to see in
the darkness beyond the lamp. A look of suspicion crossed his
features.
"Mrs?"
"So I was right Giles...you really don't remember me."
Stepping closer, she moved her face closer to the light. "Now I know
it's been a long time. But surly I can't have changed that much."
There was a moment of uncertainty, then his face lit up. "Oh my god,
it *is* you. I wasn't sure the other day."
Smiling slightly she shook her head "You know how life is. It gives
a little and it takes a little."
"Changing your name....."
"Yes that too. Remember Rupert. I was a popular girl. People knew me
and they remember especially those who shouldn't. Then when I got
pregnant....I thought it was safer"
The smile was so much like his old one, that for a second it melted
the years away from his face. But the ever-present shadow returned.
"I heard about you and Hank....I am sorry. I thought you were a
perfect couple."
„And we were, for quite a few precious years, years that I wouldn't have
wanted to miss.......So she told you?"
Giles only nodded.
"My daughter got a slack mouth. I wonder where she got that from?"
she saw it in his eyes even before he opened his mouth. "Don't
answer that"
"So what happened?"
"Well Hank and I were pretty happy. And when our first child was
born I thought I couldn't be any happier. Till the day that we found
out that she was a Slayer too. By god Giles I understood him. The
last thing I wanted was my precious little girl to see what I have
seen. But I knew that I wouldn't be able to protect her. Not
anymore. Not when my time was so long by."
He looked into her with suspicious eyes. She that he remembered the
day she had left. The vow never to return to this truly
*godforsaken* town. And now she had. Not because it was safe, but
because in the knowledge that with him around here she would be able
to sleep at night. She would not stop to worry, but she knew that
she had given her daughter all the chances to survive this.
"Hell's mouth....LA....It's all the same for the Vampires of today."
The beeping of the watch reminded her that she still had a few
things to do.
„I have to go." Once more she looked into his eyes "Take good care
of her. She is still so young."
"You were the same age...only if I might add a little less
destructive." Patting her hand "I will take care of her to the best
of my possibilities."
"You know...there are still days where I simply want to close her up
in her room and never let her out. Instead I have to play unnoticed
to the trips she makes late at night"
Standing up she turned to face the door. "I will tell her about it
when the time is right."
"Yes, you do."
She was almost gone, when his voice once more rang thought the old
Library.
"I will take care of her, Joyce. I will take care of Buffy."
"Thanks" and then she left.
The End
So what did you think? Looking forward to LOC! No Sequel in the near
time. As I have to clean up all those halfwritten stories lying
around on my hardisk.
I have too many of them. Two of them are over 100 kb.
Written after I had seen first Season Buffy.
Slight AU Warning. Meaning I didn't change much. But there is a lot
speculation that is simply not even speculation.
The problem is that I like Twist stories ;)
Let's face it. I sat down at my Computer and started to write. This
was the result.
Hope you like it...I welcome feedback..but please no flames!
Thank you ;)
I remember the nights
by Strange Music-;
She entered the Library on silent feet.
Wanting to watch him, before she would announce her presents. To see
how much he had changed in all those years.
He was older.
But then 20 years were a long time. For her it had meant one
beautiful child, one failed marriage and quiet a few gray hairs in
her once blond hair.
They hadn't known each other for very long....only a short
time. And just as she had been about to forget him. He popped up
from her past.
She closed up to 5 steps now. Yet none of his movement had given any
indication, that he had realised, that he wasn't alone anymore.
Back then she had told him, how dangerous this habit of his was.
That one day he would be killed with his nose in a book. Not seeing
the danger coming close.
Another step. It *was* satisfying to know, that she could still move
stealthily. All that time out of training might have rusted her
bones, but not her instincts.
The day her second watcher had appeared she had scared the living
daylight of him by jumping him with a stake to his heart. They had
both survived the incident....and later she had gotten his heart
anyway.
'What was he reading?' It probably was another. 'Let's go an safe
the world' or at least 'Many people might be killed'. She wondering
if he had ever read the book she had given him, if he was even
interested in it.
Her foot brushed the table-leg, deliberately.
His head shoot up, his eyes narrowing as he adjusted them to see in
the darkness beyond the lamp. A look of suspicion crossed his
features.
"Mrs?"
"So I was right Giles...you really don't remember me."
Stepping closer, she moved her face closer to the light. "Now I know
it's been a long time. But surly I can't have changed that much."
There was a moment of uncertainty, then his face lit up. "Oh my god,
it *is* you. I wasn't sure the other day."
Smiling slightly she shook her head "You know how life is. It gives
a little and it takes a little."
"Changing your name....."
"Yes that too. Remember Rupert. I was a popular girl. People knew me
and they remember especially those who shouldn't. Then when I got
pregnant....I thought it was safer"
The smile was so much like his old one, that for a second it melted
the years away from his face. But the ever-present shadow returned.
"I heard about you and Hank....I am sorry. I thought you were a
perfect couple."
„And we were, for quite a few precious years, years that I wouldn't have
wanted to miss.......So she told you?"
Giles only nodded.
"My daughter got a slack mouth. I wonder where she got that from?"
she saw it in his eyes even before he opened his mouth. "Don't
answer that"
"So what happened?"
"Well Hank and I were pretty happy. And when our first child was
born I thought I couldn't be any happier. Till the day that we found
out that she was a Slayer too. By god Giles I understood him. The
last thing I wanted was my precious little girl to see what I have
seen. But I knew that I wouldn't be able to protect her. Not
anymore. Not when my time was so long by."
He looked into her with suspicious eyes. She that he remembered the
day she had left. The vow never to return to this truly
*godforsaken* town. And now she had. Not because it was safe, but
because in the knowledge that with him around here she would be able
to sleep at night. She would not stop to worry, but she knew that
she had given her daughter all the chances to survive this.
"Hell's mouth....LA....It's all the same for the Vampires of today."
The beeping of the watch reminded her that she still had a few
things to do.
„I have to go." Once more she looked into his eyes "Take good care
of her. She is still so young."
"You were the same age...only if I might add a little less
destructive." Patting her hand "I will take care of her to the best
of my possibilities."
"You know...there are still days where I simply want to close her up
in her room and never let her out. Instead I have to play unnoticed
to the trips she makes late at night"
Standing up she turned to face the door. "I will tell her about it
when the time is right."
"Yes, you do."
She was almost gone, when his voice once more rang thought the old
Library.
"I will take care of her, Joyce. I will take care of Buffy."
"Thanks" and then she left.
The End
So what did you think? Looking forward to LOC! No Sequel in the near
time. As I have to clean up all those halfwritten stories lying
around on my hardisk.
I have too many of them. Two of them are over 100 kb.