"You're lying." Spike said, shaking his head in defiance.
"Ok. I am." Dawn admitted, slowly going red in the face.
"I knew it!" Spike grinned pointing at her. A few chuckles went through the room who were all just watching the two argue. Everyone was speared out in the living room, eating some form of pudding. Just relaxing, finished watching the Lion King and just relaxed together.
"Xander's hotter though." More laughs went through the room this time.
"No! Don't say that. You little weirdo. Xander I no where near as good looking at me!" Spike sat up straighter as if to emphasis the point.
"Xander is a very sexy man." Anya felt the need to support her ex-fiancée. Spike just glared at the woman as Dawn laughed. "What all those muscles and gave me glorious Orgasm's."
"And I didn't?" Spike sounded insulted.
"Not as good as his." Anya nodded.
"When did you two…?" Angel asked, not sure if he wanted to know, shaking his head he said, "Actually don't tell me."
Everyone was silent for a moment until Cordelia asked, "Who ever thought Buffy and Giles fancied each other?"
"No way." Angel said at the same time as Spike who said, "Yeah, a bit."
"Giles was more like a Dad to Buffy not a…boyfriend!" Angel said, trying to hide a cringe from imagining them together.
"Giles was quite hot though." Anya added loudly. "And with a very Sexy singing voice."
"Mmhm." Tara agreed.
"Yeah! Do you remember when we couldn't stop singing, I could have listened to Giles singing all day!" Dawn said grinning.
Doyle sat on his own chair, which he'd used since the beginning. The chair was brown leather recliner, and he could push it so it laid back if he wanted to. He looked over at Gunn, Fred and Illyria, the other three people who don't know who these 'Giles' and 'Xander' men were, both men have been spoken about a lot, but never met the men. Doyle couldn't help but notice Joyce's face go slightly red as she just sat quietly.
Doyle couldn't help but smile watching everyone interact like one big dysfunctional family. Dawn and Spike seemed like best friends, who couldn't go out with each other, even if one did fancy the other, they were just great friends, that's where this discussion started. Dawn and Spike are on the same Sofa, Dawn resting her head in Spikes lap, his thumb was stroking her hair, without him realizing he was doing it and Cordelia stated that they would make good couple. Both of them shook there heads and Spike said, 'But the little bit did fancy me when she was younger.' And Dawn said that she didn't, hence this discussion.
"Dawnie, you have no taste in men if you fancied Xander and Giles." Spike said, "Anyone else?"
"Angel." Dawn laughed looking at a very shocked Angel.
"Even worse taste." Spike sighed.
Suddenly right Tara's feet a man appeared, in his early 50's, with greying hair. Glasses, and wore a wool jumper. Tara bent down to see if he was alright, and was joined by Spike and Dawn.
Everyone went suddenly quiet for a moment, shocked, until Spike broke the silence by saying, "Speak of the devil."
Dawn added, "He looks younger than he did when I last saw him."
Everyone wait for a moment, most people used to people appearing out of nowhere at random moments.
"Giles?" Tara called softy, Giles' eyes opened at the sound of his name.
Quickly sitting up, taking a moment to find his centre of gravity, he stood and looked around at everybody sat looking at him.
Most of the people he knew, a few he didn't. The room was obviously a living room, with the TV switched on but Giles couldn't hear anything, so that meant it's at a low volume, so everyone was talking, not listening to the TV. Or his hearing was going.
Something didn't feel right, everyone sitting casually, watching TV, talking, that was normal…but…
"You're all dead!" he announced loudly, mostly shocked, at how all these dead people were here in this room. To his surprise everyone nodded agreeing with him, he had half been expecting them all to tell him that they had came back to life…maybe they were all Vampires…no, Angel and Spike were already Vampires and they were made to dust a long time ago. But then Darla came back so why not them…but both? And Spike had been back once already. And Dawnie…he buried her a long time ago, after he chopped her head off, to be sure she wouldn't come back as a Vampire, it had been horrible chopping someone he thought of as a daughter's head off. Finally after a long while of silence as everyone waited for him to speak, he asked, "How?"
Before anyone could reply a distance voice screamed out, "GILES!" the voice sounded so pained, sad, crying out for someone who was gone. A Females voice.
Giles fell back on to the sofa behind him as he realized what had happened.
The last thing he remembered was being in a fight, the biggest fight, bigger than the fight against the first, as they tried to close Cleveland's hellmouth, a sword had been run through his heart.
Everyone was quiet, looking around to find the voice, "I'll go upstairs." Spike finally said, he was only going because Giles looked lost, and he didn't like seeing the watcher like that, even if he didn't like the guy.
Doyle looked other at this man, Giles, had fallen backward on to the sofa, he looked so lost, scared, not sure what to do, Giles closed his eyes, trying to hide the tears, that was Buffy screaming his name…Buffy was there at the fight, must have seen him killed.
"Where am I?" he finally asked, looking up, at Anya and Tara, the two women he trusts.
"In some form of Heaven." Tara answered, "Not sure where, but all of us died, then woke up here."
"Who is this man?" Giles heard a blue haired girl ask a young colours man, who was next to her.
"I think it's the Giles guy they were talking about."
"Nobody upstairs." Spike said walking back into the room.
"How did it happen?" a young man asked, with a strong Irish accent.