Giles' Point of View
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Willow has been missing for nearly two days.
Today, I got a package in the mail.
It was sent anonymously.
I quickly realized who it might be from.
It was opened swiftly, and four individual envelopes were inside.
They were labled with the names of me, Oz, Xander, and Cordelia.
I was very surprised not to see one labled Buffy.
Willow must have sent it to her personally.
The first I did was call the three who recieved a letter, and Buffy.
Although Cordelia was all away off in L.A. she immediately agreed to take the train to Sunnydale, and stay a few days.
Xander and Oz were off in a flash to get here.
Strangely, Buffy couldnt, or wouldnt, accept.
She must have got a personal letter, and was upset by it.
Xander arrived first, he must have set a speed record.
Oz arrived next, only a few minutes after Xander.
We all waited for Cordelia, but only had to wait about a half hour.
How she managed, I dont know.
She was barely in the door when I was barraged by demands for their letters.
I gave them to the other three, and opened mine.
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Giles' Letter:
Dear Giles,
I know you must be busy with the Slayer, and your research, but you get the longest letter.
I'm gone. I left town. You, and the others might not ever see me again. This, I do not know for sure.
I am also not sure that you really care, but I had to write you anyway. Like Buffy, you were like my surrogate father.
You were always there when my own parents werent. I dont know if you ever cared for me, because I know I was a burden.
All I can hope is that there was a thread of caring in you for me.
I can also hope that Buffy hasnt spoken to you yet about the relationship with me and Spike.
For several months, he has been training me to fight. I just couldnt stand being helpless.
I'm better for it, and I hope you understand why I went to Spike. Couldnt go to Buffy, she was always too busy.
Couldnt go to you, for you were always looking out for her, or researching. Couldnt go to anyone else.
So I went to Spike.
Anyway, one night, after a training session, Buffy heard a scream, and decided to check on it.
The scream was from me, when I was fighting with Spike.
He never hurt me in the sessions, not on purpose. For at least a month and a half, he just showed me to fight.
After awile, we started sparring, fighting together. The only time he hurt me was in a fight, and still then it was minimal.
So, Buffy heard the scream, and came. I was tired after the fight, and laying on the floor, Spike next to me.
She heard some word exchanges, and had a misconception. She stormed out after a certain sentence, and tackled me.
Spike tackled her off me, and the fight began. I said my share of mean things, but Buffy went way overboard.
She hinted that she 'knew' me and Spike had sex, though we never had. I was really upset after she said Spike wanted
to gain my trust, and then kill me for sport. That was my breaking point, and I ran out, and into the night.
I sobbed and sobbed, and finally heard footsteps. I wasnt worried, knew it wasnt a vampire because I could hear them.
I was right about the vampire thing, wrong about my lack of worry. It was a man.
He suddenly attacked me, and I was too scared to remember my fighting skills.
I was dragged to an alley, and...he started to rape me. Spike came out of nowhere, and saved me.
Mostly.
I fainted, and Spike brought me to his safehouse. When I awoke, he comforted me. And he told me he was leaving.
He offered to bring me with, and I accepted. I went to my house in the day, got my stuff, and wrote the letters.
Buffy did not receive a letter, and never will. I will send a letter occasionally to the four who received letters now.
If the others ask, please do not tell them what I have told you. Tell nobody, not Buffy, not my parents.
But I do want you to somehow tell my parents that I am okay, and alive. Tell them I love them, and that I am sorry.
The stress was too much, and I ran away. That is what I told the others. So please, tell my parents that.
Though it may not be right, I love you Giles, in my own way. Not intimate love, the love I have for my father-figure.
-Willow Rosenburg
Xander's Letter:
Dear Xander,
I love you Xander, love you as a friend.
I'm gone now, I left, I ran away.
I dont want to leave, but I must.
It wasnt you, it was never you.
Do not blame yourself, ever.
I can honestly say the day I met you was the day my life took purpose.
Without you, I would surely be dead.
Dead in my heart, dead in my soul, and dead in my life.
You are my brother, and will stay that way.
Dont try to find me, you wont.
I can only tell you never to let anyone poison your mind.
Please, dont hate me. I had to leave.
Dont try to understand, you wont, you cant.
You have a great life now, and I will forever be happy for you.
When I take my last breathe, be sure that I will be thinking of you.
Only of you. Of how you saved my heart, soul, and life.
God bless you Xander.
-Willow Rosenburg
Oz's Letter:
Dear Oz,
You were my first true love, my first true lover.
I am no longer in Sunnydale, i'm gone.
You arent to blame, nobody is.
I still love you Oz, I always will.
Have a good life, i'm sure you can.
Be blessed, live.
-Willow Rosenburg
Cordelia's Letter:
Dear Cordelia,
You might not understand why you got a letter.
I'll explain.
Cordy, you were my torterer for many years.
You were the one to insult me, hurt me.
Thank you.
My logic may be hard to come by, but here goes.
You kept me from being sure of myself, kept my confidence from soaring.
This may seem bad, but it is not.
You saved me from becoming a bad person in your own way.
Maybe you did not realize it, but it is true.
I want to tell you now that I ran away.
Maybe you can understand why I did this.
You know its hard to live in Sunnydale.
There are reasons unknown to you for why I left.
They are unknown to all.
All but Giles.
Please speak no word to him that I mentioned this.
I left the two of you with a very large burden, and I know this.
I tell you this, because when you are ready, I want you to go to Giles.
Have him tell you the true reason for my leaving.
Then I want you to tell Xander and Oz.
Only when you are ready, the reason is one you might never guess.
And as I mention Xander, please listen to this.
He loved you, I would guess he still does.
When we did that..thing, it was a mistake.
We always knew that, even as we did it.
It was passion pent up from all our years.
Forgive him, let him know he is forgiven.
I want the best for both of you.
The only way to get that is to stay together.
Cling together, and never fall apart.
Thank you Cordy, you were my private savior.
God bless.
-Willow Rosenburg
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Giles' Point of View
Everyone has read their letter.
There are tears in everyone's eyes.
Even mine.
Willow never understood that she was like a daughter I will never have.
Smart, resourceful, bright, never complains.
The daughter anybody would want, the kind not many get.
Wherever you are Willow, good luck.
.....................
Willow has been missing for nearly two days.
Today, I got a package in the mail.
It was sent anonymously.
I quickly realized who it might be from.
It was opened swiftly, and four individual envelopes were inside.
They were labled with the names of me, Oz, Xander, and Cordelia.
I was very surprised not to see one labled Buffy.
Willow must have sent it to her personally.
The first I did was call the three who recieved a letter, and Buffy.
Although Cordelia was all away off in L.A. she immediately agreed to take the train to Sunnydale, and stay a few days.
Xander and Oz were off in a flash to get here.
Strangely, Buffy couldnt, or wouldnt, accept.
She must have got a personal letter, and was upset by it.
Xander arrived first, he must have set a speed record.
Oz arrived next, only a few minutes after Xander.
We all waited for Cordelia, but only had to wait about a half hour.
How she managed, I dont know.
She was barely in the door when I was barraged by demands for their letters.
I gave them to the other three, and opened mine.
.......................................................................................
Giles' Letter:
Dear Giles,
I know you must be busy with the Slayer, and your research, but you get the longest letter.
I'm gone. I left town. You, and the others might not ever see me again. This, I do not know for sure.
I am also not sure that you really care, but I had to write you anyway. Like Buffy, you were like my surrogate father.
You were always there when my own parents werent. I dont know if you ever cared for me, because I know I was a burden.
All I can hope is that there was a thread of caring in you for me.
I can also hope that Buffy hasnt spoken to you yet about the relationship with me and Spike.
For several months, he has been training me to fight. I just couldnt stand being helpless.
I'm better for it, and I hope you understand why I went to Spike. Couldnt go to Buffy, she was always too busy.
Couldnt go to you, for you were always looking out for her, or researching. Couldnt go to anyone else.
So I went to Spike.
Anyway, one night, after a training session, Buffy heard a scream, and decided to check on it.
The scream was from me, when I was fighting with Spike.
He never hurt me in the sessions, not on purpose. For at least a month and a half, he just showed me to fight.
After awile, we started sparring, fighting together. The only time he hurt me was in a fight, and still then it was minimal.
So, Buffy heard the scream, and came. I was tired after the fight, and laying on the floor, Spike next to me.
She heard some word exchanges, and had a misconception. She stormed out after a certain sentence, and tackled me.
Spike tackled her off me, and the fight began. I said my share of mean things, but Buffy went way overboard.
She hinted that she 'knew' me and Spike had sex, though we never had. I was really upset after she said Spike wanted
to gain my trust, and then kill me for sport. That was my breaking point, and I ran out, and into the night.
I sobbed and sobbed, and finally heard footsteps. I wasnt worried, knew it wasnt a vampire because I could hear them.
I was right about the vampire thing, wrong about my lack of worry. It was a man.
He suddenly attacked me, and I was too scared to remember my fighting skills.
I was dragged to an alley, and...he started to rape me. Spike came out of nowhere, and saved me.
Mostly.
I fainted, and Spike brought me to his safehouse. When I awoke, he comforted me. And he told me he was leaving.
He offered to bring me with, and I accepted. I went to my house in the day, got my stuff, and wrote the letters.
Buffy did not receive a letter, and never will. I will send a letter occasionally to the four who received letters now.
If the others ask, please do not tell them what I have told you. Tell nobody, not Buffy, not my parents.
But I do want you to somehow tell my parents that I am okay, and alive. Tell them I love them, and that I am sorry.
The stress was too much, and I ran away. That is what I told the others. So please, tell my parents that.
Though it may not be right, I love you Giles, in my own way. Not intimate love, the love I have for my father-figure.
-Willow Rosenburg
Xander's Letter:
Dear Xander,
I love you Xander, love you as a friend.
I'm gone now, I left, I ran away.
I dont want to leave, but I must.
It wasnt you, it was never you.
Do not blame yourself, ever.
I can honestly say the day I met you was the day my life took purpose.
Without you, I would surely be dead.
Dead in my heart, dead in my soul, and dead in my life.
You are my brother, and will stay that way.
Dont try to find me, you wont.
I can only tell you never to let anyone poison your mind.
Please, dont hate me. I had to leave.
Dont try to understand, you wont, you cant.
You have a great life now, and I will forever be happy for you.
When I take my last breathe, be sure that I will be thinking of you.
Only of you. Of how you saved my heart, soul, and life.
God bless you Xander.
-Willow Rosenburg
Oz's Letter:
Dear Oz,
You were my first true love, my first true lover.
I am no longer in Sunnydale, i'm gone.
You arent to blame, nobody is.
I still love you Oz, I always will.
Have a good life, i'm sure you can.
Be blessed, live.
-Willow Rosenburg
Cordelia's Letter:
Dear Cordelia,
You might not understand why you got a letter.
I'll explain.
Cordy, you were my torterer for many years.
You were the one to insult me, hurt me.
Thank you.
My logic may be hard to come by, but here goes.
You kept me from being sure of myself, kept my confidence from soaring.
This may seem bad, but it is not.
You saved me from becoming a bad person in your own way.
Maybe you did not realize it, but it is true.
I want to tell you now that I ran away.
Maybe you can understand why I did this.
You know its hard to live in Sunnydale.
There are reasons unknown to you for why I left.
They are unknown to all.
All but Giles.
Please speak no word to him that I mentioned this.
I left the two of you with a very large burden, and I know this.
I tell you this, because when you are ready, I want you to go to Giles.
Have him tell you the true reason for my leaving.
Then I want you to tell Xander and Oz.
Only when you are ready, the reason is one you might never guess.
And as I mention Xander, please listen to this.
He loved you, I would guess he still does.
When we did that..thing, it was a mistake.
We always knew that, even as we did it.
It was passion pent up from all our years.
Forgive him, let him know he is forgiven.
I want the best for both of you.
The only way to get that is to stay together.
Cling together, and never fall apart.
Thank you Cordy, you were my private savior.
God bless.
-Willow Rosenburg
.............................................................................................
Giles' Point of View
Everyone has read their letter.
There are tears in everyone's eyes.
Even mine.
Willow never understood that she was like a daughter I will never have.
Smart, resourceful, bright, never complains.
The daughter anybody would want, the kind not many get.
Wherever you are Willow, good luck.