OOPS: I'd really really really like to thank Rashaka, she's a great help and I didn't do her justice, but I'm trying. She was able to point out a few things that I will be working on for the last chapters. (Hopefully this feels right and continuous with my voice that I started out with.) Plus thanks to her helpful advice I am attempting to make the plot as clear as possible, without making you guys feel stupid.
IN ADDITION: I thought I was going to have only three chapters to end this, but I want to do it all right. I've got the end, but I'm struggling with the middle parts. So I'm thinking that short little chapters will make you guys happy and remembering me, all the while giving me more time to work on making you guys proud. And making a kick ass ending.
ALSO: I'm giddy as a school girl. I've never had anyone ask for my fic before (had one or two steal it, but that is something else) So here's a little plug. Check out Vampire's Kiss ( www.geocities.com/vampireskiss23 ). Thank you Mandi for making me feel all warm and tingly.
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Buffy cracked her neck.
"Are you all ready?" she asked Giles quietly.
Giles nodded, "Oz and Xander are working on the Cavanaugh Street Lair. Dawn, Cordelia, and myself are going to the Eastham Lair. We should be able to hit them all before sunset. That will make your job easier. There will be no one coming at his beckoning."
"Anointed One, possesses the will of demons?" Buffy asked, "I always wondered what he did."
Giles nodded, "That is why Sunnydale is so overrun by the swarms of demons. We could have done this plan much earlier but there were two things keeping us back. We couldn't enter the Anointed One's Lair
Buffy thought back to the half-baked plots she'd formed. It was only with Giles that she was able to come up with one that seemed completely undeniable.
"Giles we make a good team," she smiled.
Giles looked at her and began hesitantly, "Buffy that night, the one the master died in, I would have done it. I would have…"
Buffy put her hand up, "I know. It wasn't yours to do."
*I'm sixteen years old, I don't want to die.*
Giles remembered her voice as she was told of her destiny. He hadn't wanted her to die at sixteen either. She had done it though as though.
"I've always been proud of you," he said.
Buffy rolled her eyes, "Please, I know. You're English. You don't say these things."
"Some times you have so say some things."
Giles said stiffly.
Buffy's lips turned upwards, "Giles what is it I said to you?"
Buffy asked the question innocently as if she just had a mental block.
*Tell him…well make up something cool and tell him I said it.*
She had asked Jenny to make something up, she was just wondering what it was.
Giles looked at her and shook his head. There was a faint ghost of a grin, "You saved the world for me, isn't that enough."
Buffy nodded and impetuously kissed him.
"I'll see you in a little bit when we save Sunnydale?" she asked.
Giles looked at her, "That sounds good."
Giles went to leave the room. At the door he turned.
"Don't die this time. I've rather enjoyed having you here."
Buffy smiled, "I'll see you soon Giles."
IN ADDITION: I thought I was going to have only three chapters to end this, but I want to do it all right. I've got the end, but I'm struggling with the middle parts. So I'm thinking that short little chapters will make you guys happy and remembering me, all the while giving me more time to work on making you guys proud. And making a kick ass ending.
ALSO: I'm giddy as a school girl. I've never had anyone ask for my fic before (had one or two steal it, but that is something else) So here's a little plug. Check out Vampire's Kiss ( www.geocities.com/vampireskiss23 ). Thank you Mandi for making me feel all warm and tingly.
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Buffy cracked her neck.
"Are you all ready?" she asked Giles quietly.
Giles nodded, "Oz and Xander are working on the Cavanaugh Street Lair. Dawn, Cordelia, and myself are going to the Eastham Lair. We should be able to hit them all before sunset. That will make your job easier. There will be no one coming at his beckoning."
"Anointed One, possesses the will of demons?" Buffy asked, "I always wondered what he did."
Giles nodded, "That is why Sunnydale is so overrun by the swarms of demons. We could have done this plan much earlier but there were two things keeping us back. We couldn't enter the Anointed One's Lair
Buffy thought back to the half-baked plots she'd formed. It was only with Giles that she was able to come up with one that seemed completely undeniable.
"Giles we make a good team," she smiled.
Giles looked at her and began hesitantly, "Buffy that night, the one the master died in, I would have done it. I would have…"
Buffy put her hand up, "I know. It wasn't yours to do."
*I'm sixteen years old, I don't want to die.*
Giles remembered her voice as she was told of her destiny. He hadn't wanted her to die at sixteen either. She had done it though as though.
"I've always been proud of you," he said.
Buffy rolled her eyes, "Please, I know. You're English. You don't say these things."
"Some times you have so say some things."
Giles said stiffly.
Buffy's lips turned upwards, "Giles what is it I said to you?"
Buffy asked the question innocently as if she just had a mental block.
*Tell him…well make up something cool and tell him I said it.*
She had asked Jenny to make something up, she was just wondering what it was.
Giles looked at her and shook his head. There was a faint ghost of a grin, "You saved the world for me, isn't that enough."
Buffy nodded and impetuously kissed him.
"I'll see you in a little bit when we save Sunnydale?" she asked.
Giles looked at her, "That sounds good."
Giles went to leave the room. At the door he turned.
"Don't die this time. I've rather enjoyed having you here."
Buffy smiled, "I'll see you soon Giles."