Fifteen minutes later, Buffy and Willow had reached their dorm room. The belylying petite Slayer didn't do much to hide her anger and frustration from her roommate. She was confused as hell and Buffy didn't like it. "I just don't believe it, Will," she began after a long, pointed silence. "It's GILES! You know, I'll-own-tweed-till-I-die-just-cause-I'm-that-stuffy guy. He's not supposed to be lust material." Willow looked intently at her friend from her perch on her bed and sighed.
"Buffy, I don't expect you to understand it. I hardly do myself."
"I just don't get it, Will. One day he's mentor guy, the next day he's the object of your affection. How do you go from one to the other in less than twenty-four hours?"
"It was the spell, of all things. We said things last night, Buffy. Romantic things that neither of us had dreamed of telling each other before then. I don't know where they came from, but we said them, and we meant them." Buffy looked into the pleading eyes of the witch and surrendered to the truth.
"This is just too weird, Will. This is beyond ADAM weird."
"Tell me about it," Willow said dryly.
"Just please tell me you didn't sleep with him, Will," the Slayer commented, relenting to her friend.
"Buffy!" Willow was blushing furiously and Buffy started.
"You didn't!" The thought caused Buffy to wig.
"Well, no," the hacker admitted. "But I thought about it." Buffy groaned.
"I'll pretend you didn't say that, Will." Willow laughed at her disgusted friend.
"So are we okay," the hacker ventured after the laughter ceased.
"Yeah. I want you and Giles both to be happy. If that means together, I'll deal. Eventually." Buffy said the last part with a look of slight disgust on her face. Then she perked up and faced Willow again. "But if he hurts you, I swear I'll make him cry uncle, Watcher or no."
"Thanks. I appreciate that." Buffy then gave Willow a vicious look.
"Does this mean that you're going to start calling him Rupert now, because that is a major reason to wig if I ever saw one." Willow shrugged.
"We haven't discussed the name thing yet. Wait until Xander finds out, though. By then, the name won't even be an issue. It'll be more like 'Willow's flown past the cuckoo's nest and is making out with the Chief.'"
"Oh! Can I bring a camera for that! It's a Kodak moment for sure," Buffy chirped mischievously.
"Buffy! I don't think Xander would appreciate having his horror preserved for posterity. Of course, what he doesn't see can't hurt him, either." Buffy burst out laughing.
"Does Giles know about this wicked streak you've got going, Will," Buffy chuckled out.
"I think that being the brunt of a great deal of it would qualify as a yes." Buffy smiled.
"Yeah."
"Yeah."
