Reunion (CH4)
By obi's girl
As Buffy started for the door, putting on her jacket, Giles caught her. She rolled her eyes. Despite breakfast and briefly talking with him, she still wasn't ready to fully talk to him about their falling out. She wasn't even ready to see him again but there he was anyway. It was kinda annoying.
"Look Giles, before you say anything, I'm not ready yet...to talk. It's just...everything's really complicated now. But I know, eventually, we will have to talk just not now. Mainly, now because if we stand here and talk, we're gonna be late." Buffy stated, rushing out the door before he could even say something to her.
Dawn came up from behind, ready to go but frowned when she noticed her sister was gone. "She left already? The least she could do was wait. I mean, eventually, I would have found my jacket and shoes." Giles didn't reply to her except walk out the door, scanning the sidewalk for Buffy but she was already long gone.
~~
Buffy quietly walked into the shop, trying hard not to think of Giles. It was funny. He had always been there for her, despite the many times he had betrayed her. Now, she was avoiding the only person who had stayed beside her for more than three years. She huffed, sitting down on a chair between Xander and Willow. Amy, de-ratted Amy sat across from them, scanning quickly through the books. "You guys find anything?"
Will only nodded. "Nothing. You talk to Giles?"
She rolled her eyes, "We talked briefly, but actually converse, forget it. I'm still not ready for that; but rest assured when we do talk, it's gonna be heated. Lots of drama and fire."
The Witch looked at her curiously, "No, I mean if he can contact the Council about what were dealing with here."
"Oh. Yeah, I did. Only, he said they were enigmatic; not really talking to anybody unless they needed something. I guess the enigmatic thing goes along with the secret organization thing." Buffy reasoned, as Giles and Dawn showed up.
Dawn took her place by the counter as Anya handed her a book to look through. Giles smiled at Buffy, grabbing another chair, pulling up to the table. "Buffy, coming here, I just had a thought. You said the black van you saw earlier, it might be possible to trace it to its current location."
She shrugged, "How? We don't even have a license plate number."
"Yes, but it's been following you around. All we need to do is look. A black van with the Death Star spayed painted on it, shouldn't be hard to spot." He reasoned, "especially since with that thing on it."
Buffy huffed again, glaring back at Giles, "Well, ya know what? I can't think of everything, Giles! I'm only the Slayer. I can't have every answer, like people expect me to. I have my limitations."
Giles looked back at her, shocked she would snap at him for a simple suggestion. But Giles took it in stride, careful not to match her angered tone. "It was only a suggestion; I'm doing what I can to help."
"Well, you're not helping. It didn't help me when you decided to run off to England for retirement. I needed you and you left! It hurt me. You had always been there for me and all of the sudden, you weren't."
Willow, Xander and Amy stopped what they doing, watching the confrontation between Buffy and Giles. Even Anya stopped manning the cash register as Dawn quietly closed her book, setting it aside.
"And you think it didn't hurt me to leave you? Buffy, I love you so much. After you died, I punished myself, agonizing over your death. I thought I was a complete failure." Giles removed his glasses, his eyes not leaving hers, as he leaned over the table, "But you have to understand my reasons for leaving. You were relying on me too much to take care of things. Dawn, for example. At Halloween, you expected me to talk to her instead of yourself."
Buffy blinked, crossing her arms, "I had a lot to deal with! Besides, I'm supposed to rely on you. You were my Watcher. You were supposed to give my guidance and advice."
"...In Slaying matters; not family life." Giles nodded, putting his glasses back on, "Let's just continue the research if you don't want to take my suggestion."
For a moment, Buffy stared at him before standing up and walking out of the shop, shutting the door behind her.
TBC
By obi's girl
As Buffy started for the door, putting on her jacket, Giles caught her. She rolled her eyes. Despite breakfast and briefly talking with him, she still wasn't ready to fully talk to him about their falling out. She wasn't even ready to see him again but there he was anyway. It was kinda annoying.
"Look Giles, before you say anything, I'm not ready yet...to talk. It's just...everything's really complicated now. But I know, eventually, we will have to talk just not now. Mainly, now because if we stand here and talk, we're gonna be late." Buffy stated, rushing out the door before he could even say something to her.
Dawn came up from behind, ready to go but frowned when she noticed her sister was gone. "She left already? The least she could do was wait. I mean, eventually, I would have found my jacket and shoes." Giles didn't reply to her except walk out the door, scanning the sidewalk for Buffy but she was already long gone.
~~
Buffy quietly walked into the shop, trying hard not to think of Giles. It was funny. He had always been there for her, despite the many times he had betrayed her. Now, she was avoiding the only person who had stayed beside her for more than three years. She huffed, sitting down on a chair between Xander and Willow. Amy, de-ratted Amy sat across from them, scanning quickly through the books. "You guys find anything?"
Will only nodded. "Nothing. You talk to Giles?"
She rolled her eyes, "We talked briefly, but actually converse, forget it. I'm still not ready for that; but rest assured when we do talk, it's gonna be heated. Lots of drama and fire."
The Witch looked at her curiously, "No, I mean if he can contact the Council about what were dealing with here."
"Oh. Yeah, I did. Only, he said they were enigmatic; not really talking to anybody unless they needed something. I guess the enigmatic thing goes along with the secret organization thing." Buffy reasoned, as Giles and Dawn showed up.
Dawn took her place by the counter as Anya handed her a book to look through. Giles smiled at Buffy, grabbing another chair, pulling up to the table. "Buffy, coming here, I just had a thought. You said the black van you saw earlier, it might be possible to trace it to its current location."
She shrugged, "How? We don't even have a license plate number."
"Yes, but it's been following you around. All we need to do is look. A black van with the Death Star spayed painted on it, shouldn't be hard to spot." He reasoned, "especially since with that thing on it."
Buffy huffed again, glaring back at Giles, "Well, ya know what? I can't think of everything, Giles! I'm only the Slayer. I can't have every answer, like people expect me to. I have my limitations."
Giles looked back at her, shocked she would snap at him for a simple suggestion. But Giles took it in stride, careful not to match her angered tone. "It was only a suggestion; I'm doing what I can to help."
"Well, you're not helping. It didn't help me when you decided to run off to England for retirement. I needed you and you left! It hurt me. You had always been there for me and all of the sudden, you weren't."
Willow, Xander and Amy stopped what they doing, watching the confrontation between Buffy and Giles. Even Anya stopped manning the cash register as Dawn quietly closed her book, setting it aside.
"And you think it didn't hurt me to leave you? Buffy, I love you so much. After you died, I punished myself, agonizing over your death. I thought I was a complete failure." Giles removed his glasses, his eyes not leaving hers, as he leaned over the table, "But you have to understand my reasons for leaving. You were relying on me too much to take care of things. Dawn, for example. At Halloween, you expected me to talk to her instead of yourself."
Buffy blinked, crossing her arms, "I had a lot to deal with! Besides, I'm supposed to rely on you. You were my Watcher. You were supposed to give my guidance and advice."
"...In Slaying matters; not family life." Giles nodded, putting his glasses back on, "Let's just continue the research if you don't want to take my suggestion."
For a moment, Buffy stared at him before standing up and walking out of the shop, shutting the door behind her.
TBC