Spoilers- some general season 1-2 spoilers as well as early season 3- mainly up until the events of Band Candy. Big spoilers for Band Candy (hint, hint). There was no fluking between Xander and Willow, and Revelations hasn't happened, but they all know about Angel being back from Hell. Dawn is in this fic, she's not the Key, just Buffy's little sister.
Pairing- Giles/ Joyce, etc.
Disclaimer- All recognizable characters belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy and etc. I own Jamie and one other character that will make an appearance.
Note- Sorry about the lateness of this chapter, stuff happened and I'm not going to bore you with the details, just know that there should be more updates soon, I've already started writing the next chapter.
Reviewer Reponses:
Driel- hey look it's an update, wow quick lets throw a party. Seriously thank you for reviewing and here's one free magical cyber cookie.
Maticoregurl071134- You get a free magical cyber cookie too. Thanks for the offer of the challenge but I don't think I could write another Buffy's father is… fic. This one is enough, and it's a little emotionally taxing. Your right about me having lots of fics though, there's even more that I haven't had the time to write yet, oh well!
Kylia Skydancer- I'm glad that you feel for him, it makes me feel successful as a writer. /Laughes/ Maybe anything's possible. Here, have a free magical cyber cookie
Note2- I found Jamie's perfect theme song, it's Perfect by A Simple Plan. It just sums up what Jamie is feeling towards Giles's.
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Chapter 8
Jamie slowly made his way towards the locker rooms, his shoulders slumped and eyes downcast. His clothes were heavy with sweat and his hair was damp. He panted slightly, trying to restore his normal breathing pattern. He sighed to himself, he had hoped that he could tire himself out to the point where he didn't have to think. It hadn't worked, it never did.
"Jamie!" Buffy and Willow ran towards him, dressed in their own gym clothes. "Jamie, wait!"
"Jamie, we need to talk. I don't know what you're thinking but there's some things you have to understand." Buffy placed her hand on his arm. "Please, Jamie."
Jamie stared at her for a second before nodding. "Alright. Give me a few minutes."
Buffy scrunched up her nose. "Take ten even, you're kinda sweaty-gross right now."
Willow nodded in agreement.
Jamie grinned suddenly. "Aww come on Buff, give your brother a hug." He held his arms open and moved towards her.
With a squeal Buffy hid behind Willow. "Wills, help me."
Willow backed away from Jamie, her eyes wide. "You wouldn't."
Jamie just raised an eyebrow at her. Moving suddenly he scooped Willow and Buffy into a hug. "Jamie!"
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Jamie stood at the open door of his locker; he pulled out his shoes and slammed the door closed. He sat on the bench and pulled them on, debating whether he should wait for Xander. Loud voices cut through the room, Jamie's ear perking as he heard a familiar name.
"You see that Buffy chick, man she is hot. Shame she's nuts. I swear one these days I'm just gunna push her up against a locker and-" Laughter cut off the rest.
A group of them rounded the corner, coming to a stop near Jamie. He clenched his jaw, he had promised not to cause any problems and that meant he couldn't touch them.
A large beefy guy opened his locker. "Hey, doesn't she have a boyfriend in a gang?"
Another just laughed. "They broke up. Our boy Scott here got told all about it."
They turned to Scott Hope. They nudged him in the ribs. "So what's her deal, man? She good or what? I heard she was fast."
Scott just smiled. "I don't kiss and tell, but if I was the type… Well, lets just say she knows what she's doing."
Jamie gritted his teeth and let out a low growl, ignoring the strange looks he received from those around him.
"You see Rosenberg lately? Man I wouldn't mind a little of that Buffy and Willow action." The beefy guy finished dressing and closed his locker.
His friends stared at him. "What?" he asked defensively. "Didn't you see her last Halloween? She had on this little leather skirt and this shirt that barely covered her perfect-"
Unable to stand it anymore Jamie lunged at him, slamming him against the row of lockers. His hands tangled in the guy's shirt; he leaned in and hissed, "You don't talk about them like that!"
Beefy guy snorted. "Why? They belong to you or something? You can't stop me from doin' anythin' Brit Boy." He pushed at Jamie, sending him stumbling.
Jamie ducked as Beefy guy threw a punch at him, rising to strike with a fast upper cut to his chin. Jamie moved into an open space, raising his fists to guard his face. Beefy guy sneered at him. "I'm gonna squash you."
"Stop," Xander pushed his way through the crowd that had formed around the two. "What happened?"
Without removing his eyes from his opponent Jamie told him what they had been saying. Xander whistled; he turned to the Beefy guy. "You shouldn't have said that, Mark. He gets real protective over those two."
Mark rolled his eyes. "Whatever, are we goin' to do this or what?"
Jamie cocked his head, his eyes gaining a gleam that Xander had seen so often when Buffy fought. "Unless you walk away and promise never to speak about women like that again."
Mark didn't bother to answer he just charged Jamie. Jamie sidestepped, leaving Mark skidding to a stop to avoid running into an open door. He charged again, this time catching Jamie and slamming him against the wall of lockers. Jamie staggered slightly. "This isn't a rugby match, mate. Hit me."
Mark roared like a wounded animal and started throwing punches. Jamie grinned wildly. "Finally."
The locker became silent but for the breathing of the spectators. Jamie ducked and weaved; Mark's punches were wild, he put too much into them and didn't follow through. Jamie let instinct and experience take over, avoiding a clumsy double-handed strike he stepped forward catching Mark in the temple with a right hook. Mark stumbled, allowing Jamie to land a rapid volley of punches to his face and torso. Mark fell to his knees; Jamie grabbed his head and quickly brought his knee up breaking Mark's nose. Mark fell onto his back, blood running down his chin.
Jamie placed his booted foot in the middle of Mark's chest and leaned forward. "Now I want you to swear that you'll never talk about Willow or my sister in such a manner ever again."
Mark eyed his smaller opponent apprehensively, not saying a word. Jamie pressed down harder. "Swear?"
Mark's eyes rolled wildly in fear. "I… I swear."
Jamie smiled. "Good next time I won't give you that opportunity." Jamie removed his foot and walked calmly out of the locker room.
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As he entered the library Jamie felt the back of his head, wincing as he felt blood matted around a small cut on his skull.
"Jamie?" Buffy rose from her chair at the table. "You okay? You look kind of dazed."
Jamie nodded, wincing as his head pounded. "I'll be fine, it's just a small cut."
Buffy grabbed the first aid kit from behind the counter. "What happened?"
"Got into a fight in the locker room."
Buffy frowned as she cleaned the cut on his head. "About what? And how did you get a cut on the back of your head?"
Jamie shrugged. "Got thrown into a locker."
Giles came out of his office. "Buffy I… Good lord, Jamie. What happened to you?"
"He got into a fight in the locker room." Buffy answered for him.
"Jamie!" Giles scolded. "I thought that after everything we went through in London with the fight clubs you would have stopped brawling."
Jamie just shrugged, not meeting Giles's eyes.
Giles's rubbed his temples. "Jamie, this is serious. One of you could have been hurt. What on earth prompted you to do such a thing?"
Jamie's nostrils flared, but he remained silent.
"Well, what so important that you had to beat another boy?" Giles's asked, trying to maintain his hold on his temper.
Jamie brought his hands down on the table, the loud bang echoing through the empty room. "You want to know what was so important? Fine. Buffy was. Willow was. That idiot wouldn't stop talking about them as if they were no better than two-dollar whores. I refuse to let them talk about my family in such a manner, that's what was so important!"
Jamie threw back his chair and stormed out of the library, the doors hitting the walls before swinging closed.
Giles removed his glasses, placing a hand over his eyes. He leaned against the table. "Bugger!"
Xander burst into the library, Willow and Cordy on his heels. "Is Jamie here?"
Buffy shook her head, glaring slightly at Giles. "No, he just left."
Xander fidgeted nervously. "He tell you what happened?"
Buffy sighed. "Not all of it. Just there was a fight, about Willow and me."
"Me!" Willow looked shocked.
Xander ran a hand through his hair. "Yeah, your costume from last Halloween was a big hit."
"Oh." Willow flushed.
"And Scott Hope didn't help matters much either. He basically said that Buffy slept with him." Xander added.
"What?" Buffy tensed with anger. "That little toad, if I ever see him…"
"Don't worry," Xander attempted to calm her. "Scott almost had a stroke when Jamie called you his sister, especially after he saw the state Mark left in."
"I'm going to go find Jamie. I'll see you guys later." Buffy rushed out of the library, determined to find her brother before he did anything stupid.
"Xander," Cordelia's voice barely masking her curiosity. "Is it true what you said ages ago? That they talk about me?"
Xander scratched his head. "Well, uh… you see-"
"Xander just answer the question." Cordelia voice cracked like a whip.
Xander took a deep breath. "Not anymore they don't. I kinda went off at them. Sorta like Jamie did."
Cordelia threw her arms around him. "Oh Xander. That's so sweet!"
Willow rolled her eyes at them. "Oh brother!"
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