Dear Giles
Rating: G
Author: dword
(sequel to Broken)
Spoilers: Tabula Rasa and Smashed
Disclaimer: Joss, UPN, Fox, Mutant Enemy, etc own all, I own nothing (even my car belongs to the bank) I'm just borrowing...
Dedication: To Koala for 'Matched Set' totally awesome sweetie! To Gail yes I did get sequel requests, you cursed me to get back for all the times I asked for more. To everyone that wanted more angst.

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Giles stepped out onto his porch to pick up the morning paper. He stopped to enjoy the crisp cold morning air. He noted the differences between morning in Bath and Sunnydale. As he was turning to go back inside he noticed the postman coming up his walk with the daily mail and waited.

"Good morning Mr. Brennan. Lovely day." Giles greeted the letter carrier.

"Good morning Mr. Giles. You seem to have a rather large following in the States. Quite a bit of mail this morning," said Mr. Brennan as he handed a sizeable stack of mail to Giles. "Hope is all good news."

Giles accepted the packet and as he turned to go back inside he flat he began to sort through it. Advert, advert, post from the Council... and 5 letters and 1 thick, large envelope from Sunnydale. He sat at his desk, poured himself a cup of perfectly steeped tea and began to read...


Dear Giles,

I'm sorry I didn't get to say goodbye before you left. I know I haven't known you as long or as well as the others, but since I joined the Scoobies you have been a friend. You have become very dear to me and with all that happened that day, I couldn't handle saying goodbye to you too.

You see, Willow and I broke up and I moved out of Buffy's house that day. BBecause of waht happened that day... the reason we all got amnesia was because Willow did a spell and it went splat. Well I thought you should know. I wish you were here to talk to Giles. She doesn't see the bad. We could lose her...

I really don't understand why you left Giles, but I do trust that you did it for *her*. But it feels like you did it to her and I don't get it.

Please write back. Just because you are thousands of miles away doesn't mean you are any less dear or me any less interested in your life. It won't be the same as sitting at the table in the shop over tea and research, chatting, but I think it will be nice.

We all love and miss you...

Tara


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Dear Giles,

As you can see from the copies of the ledger sheets I have included I, we have been making lots of money! Which is good so Xander and I can pay for the wedding. When we set an official date will you come back and give me away?

So much has happened! Tara moved out because Willow tried to do an amnesia spell on Buffy and Tara but it went *Kerblooey* and included all of us. I recognized the spell after it was broken, well not right after it was broken because you and I were kissing and then we were cleaning... And where did you get so good at kissing and are you good at other things and can you teach Xander. Oh yeah get back on topic Anya. I talked to Tara after everything happened. She is still our friend even though Willow is being stupid with her magic. We both think that it would be to much for Xander to deal with right now. He doesn't really get the magic thing and he is still trying to adjust to you being gone. Again. You are important to him you know. He is upset so we aren't having our usual amout of orgasms. See what you've done?

Well we all miss you. Please write back.

Love,

Anya


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Hey G-man!

Geez, I just imagined your 'Don't call me that' glare. I guess that means my inner Xander thinks it's time to retire that nickname. Okay, here we go. Fresh start:

Dear Giles,

How are you? How was your trip? What have you been up to? Are you settling into your new (or is it old) life?

Lots doing here on the bad old Hellmouth. Tara and Willow broke up. Some big fight but no one is talking. So I don't know what's the what.

Anya and I are okay. The shop is doing well and I'm moving up in the construction biz! I just wish you were here to talk to. I don't know if I ever told you but you were the father I wished I had. I could always talk to you, and just by listening you helped me see things clearly. Your quiet support and example over the last 5 years did more to make me the man I am that anything else in all the other years. I kinda need that now. I love Anya, really I do, but whenever I think about being married I get jittery...

Buffy is doing better. She seems to be getting her head together. She and Dawn are finally communicating. Buffy is really getting into her role as Dawn's 'parent'. *Snicker* Dawn is realizing that she has met her match. There isn't a trick Dawn could come up with that Buffy can't say 'been there, done that, perfected it.' On top of that she has channeled her inner Joyce and is getting really good at guilting Dawn. But her best weapon in the war between grownup and teenager is her collection of glares and disapproving glances she learned from you. She took what you said to heart Giles, she is being the grownup and taking responsibility for her life and for Dawn. She finally tracked her father down and went to LA to confront him. She won't tell us what happened (and inquiring minds have tried to find out) but now Hank calls Dawn at least once a week and even came to Sunnydale to see her. The Buffster is doing you proud.

Well, time to go. Miss you. Write back.

Love. Xander


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Dear Giles,

How are you? Hope you are well. I'm doing okay. Although Tara and I broke up. I doing well in school. How are things in England? Are you happy? Do you miss us as much as we miss you? Everyone here is doing well. Buffy and Dawn are good. Xander and Anya too.

Well, later. I miss you.

Love Willow.

Oh! PS... I deratted Amy.


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Dear Giles,

I know we didn't part in the best way possible. With me having a snit and throwing a tantrum. I'm sorry. I thought about what you said and I get it. I'm trying to do what you wanted. I think I'm succeeding. I think I'm getting a handle on this being a grownup thing. Dawn and I are good. We are working on being a family. I've had to put down my stompy foot a few times and she has challenged me but we're working it out. Patrols have been pretty routine but I remain vigilent. (a Giles word)

I have included a check for you to pay back the loan you made me. It won't bounce, I promise. I finally contacted my father. I went to see him and confronted him about his responsibilities to Dawn. Don't worry, I was calm and reasonable. I didn't hit him once. But I won't let him treat Dawn the way he treated Mom and me.

Time to go. But before I do I want to tell you that I will always remember all you've done for me. I never said thank you enough. I never really showed you how important you were to me. How much I valued you. You were the best friend and the greatest partner a Slayer ever had.

Take care of yourself. Be Safe, be happy. Please.

I miss you.

Love always,

Buffy

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Dear Giles,

I miss you. Really miss you. I sent you bunches of pictures of all of us so you don't forget us. You wouldn't forget us would you? Could you send some pictures of you back? I would like to see what your home looks like. And we don't have many pictures of you here... so take some and send 'em. Okay? Please?

Anyway lots of stuff has been going on. I'm all caught up at school. Buffy the dictator has seen to that. With all her 'Did you do your homework Dawn?' 'No you are not going out on school night Dawn' 'You're not really sick Dawn so get ready for school.' It may sound like I'm complaining but (and you can't ever tell her I said this-cuz I'll deny it) I kinda like it. It makes me feel cared for. And it's kinda funny when she does that glare you used to give her. I mean picture it Giles... She hardly ever uses the 'Pout' anymore. Well that only really worked on you anyway.

Buffy and I are doing much better now. And she is adjusting to being alive again. But there are still some tough moments.

I think she is really lonely. She doesn't date or hang out at the Bronze with the others. She just goes to school, takes care of me, and slays. She doesn't know I know but sometimes at night she cries. She sits by the window looking at the stars and cries. She has one of your old tweed jackets, I don't know where she got it. I think she really really misses you.

That's all for now. I'll write again and you write back. Don't forget the pictures!

Love,

Dawn