AUTHOR: Goddess Isa
EMAIL: goddessisa@aol.com
SUMMARY: Watch Earshot, then read this. If you don't watch Earshot first, or at least find and read the transcript, this will make no sense. I think you can find the transcript @ slayerfanfic.net
SPOILER: Earshot
DISTRIBUTION: Sure, just email me & lmk where it's going - I like seeing my name in print =)
FEEDBACK: Please, I'd hate to have to Slay for it. =P
RATING: TV-PG
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, Joss Whedon does. If he ever decides to give them to me, that would be nice. =)
"Buffy!" Giles caught up with her a few paces later. "You have to understand. That wasn't my--I wasn't my--it was the candy."
"My mom gave me the same lame excuses. I don't buy them."
"Buffy, please," he touched her arm but she pulled away.
"No, you please." she wriggled far away from him. "I can't accept this right now. Everything, it's all too much. Jonathan and the crazy lunch lady and Angel risking his life for me and demonic gifts....I mean I never expected a package on my front door with a tag reading 'From Demons with love' but still."
"I'm afraid you lost me several sentences ago."
She sighed. "Bottom line, I don't want to see you right now. I need some time to figure out who to blame." Giles went to open his mouth but she hushed him. "I mean besides Ethan."
Giles knew that look. He knew that voice. "Am I correct to assume you've booked a flight to England?"
"Not necessary. He's in LA on 'business'. Oz is driving me tonight."
"Buffy?" he called to her as she walked away. She didn't turn around. "Be careful."
Her back still to him, she muttered, "You know me."