Killer Mom
SERIES: Glimpses
STORY: # 10 (Attention: stories are not in time order!)
AUTHOR: Sarah A. David
E-MAIL: SarahADavid@aol.com
DISCLAIMER: „Buffy the Vampire Slayer", „Angel" and
associated characters are copyright by Joss
Whedon, David Greenwalt, Mutant Enemy Inc.,
Greenwolf Corp., Kuzui Enterprises, Sandollar
Television, Twentieth Century Fox, WB and UPN.
No infringement is intended.
TIMELINE: After BTVS S5 and AtS S2
SPOILERS: Everything up to BTVS S5 and AtS S2 happened
SYNOPSIS: My sight of the future
DISTRIBUTION: Land of denial. You want it? Ask me!
AUTHOR'S NOTES: I want you to know that English is NOT my mother
language, so please ignore my mistakes.
FEEDBACK: Yes please. I just have to know if you liked it and
if you want more stories
RATING: I'm not so sure about the rating system but I guess
everyone who watches the shows can read this fic
Margaret Roberts - principal of Sunnydale Junior High - watched the girl in front of her carefully. She was honestly confused. After reading the girl's school record she had been surprised. All she had found were amazing grades and excellent behaviour. As far as Margaret Roberts knew she had her own circle of friends and seemed to be a happy child. She wasn't one of the most popular students but no one considered her one of the outsiders. And yet the things she said today...
The principals thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Please, come in." she said.
The door opened to reveal a tiny and beautiful woman. Margaret Roberts had no doubt that this was the girl's mother: the same golden hair and hazel eyes. She only seemed too young to have a fourteen year old daughter.
"Hi! I'm Buffy Summers-Giles. You called me... Joy? Do you have problems?" Buffy was surprised to see her older daughter in the principal's office. She had never been in trouble before, Faith on the other side...
"Yes, I did. Please, have a seat Mrs Summers-Giles. I want to tell you what happened: You see Mr Clinton, one of our teachers, was standing near a group of girls this morning during break. They seemed to have an argument and their voices became louder and louder. Mr Clinton didn't want to spy on the girls but he couldn't help to overhear some of the things they said. He is not sure what the argument was about. Suddenly all the girls went silent after something your daughter said."
"Please, just tell me what she said! I mean what words could be so horrible that you have to call me in?"
Margaret sighed and looked at the girl. "Miss Giles, would you please be so kind and repeat for your mother what you said this morning?"
With tears in her eyes Joy declined: "I don't want to!"
"Well, then Miss Giles, I have to tell her. Mrs Summers-Giles, I'm sorry but I have to tell you that your daughter told her friends that you can kill people with your bare hands and that she saw so herself."
Buffy jumped from her seat and exploded: "She did what?" then she looked at her daughter and said: "Joy, please tell me you didn't!"
A sob escaped the girl's lips as she whispered: "I can't,it's true, I'm sorry, mom!"
With tears on her own now in her eyes Buffy looked at the principle and asked: "Please, Mrs.Roberts, I want to talk with my daughter - alone."
"Of course, I understand. You can stay here in my office. I will be back in 15 minutes."
"Thanks."
Buffy waited until Margaret Roberts left the room. Then she looked at her daughter. She was at a loss. Why would Joy say such a cruel thing? Then she asked: "Joy, look at me! Could you please tell me why you told your friends such a terrible lie!?"
Joy sobbed again, then she answered: "I'm so sorry, mom. I didn't want to spill your secret. I don't understand why you do it. But you're my mom and I love you. I don't want you to have trouble with the police. Mom, I swear, it just slipped. Me and the girls, we were arguing about the things our moms can do and I just said it. I didn't thought about it. Please, mom, I'm so sorry, don't hate me!" Joy was crying by now.
Now, Buffy was crying herself. She couldn't believe what she just had heard. "You believe I kill people, human beings?"
"I don't understand, mom. But I saw you the other night. You left the house in the middle of the night. I was curious and so I followed you. And then, and then.." Joy's sobs were heavier now, she could barely speak, "and you attaced that guy and you ripped his head off!"
"Oh, God!", Buffy whispered, "Joy, listen to me, I can't explain everything to you, now, but you have to believe me: that wasn't a human being. I don't kill people!"
"Mom? I don't understand...what..?"
Buffy kneeled down next to her daughter, took both of her hands in her own and looked deep into Joy's eyes.
"Sweetie, I know you don't understand and you're confused by what you saw. But I swear to you that I don't kill people. You have to believe that. And you have to do me a favour. I know your dad an I told you not to lie, to be always honest with other people and I'm really sorry to do this to you. But when Mrs. Roberts returns you will tell her that you lied. You will tell her that you made this up to impress the other girls. You will say that you're very sorry and that you will accept every punishment. Do you understand me?"
Joy looked wide-eyed at her mother: "You want me to lie? But,... of course, you want me to lie, you would be in trouble, right, mom?"
"Yes, Sweetie. I'm really sorry but I have to ask you to do this. So, will you do it? For me?"
"Yes, mom. I do it for you. I love you!"
For the remaining minutes which seemed to last an eternity the two blondes didn't say a word. You could only hear Joy crying. When Mrs. Roberts returned Joy followed her mother's instructions. Margaret studied her for a while, then she said: "Well, Miss Giles. I accept you apology and I hope for you that your mother will do the same. As for the rest. I think this case is family business" She turned to Buffy and continued. "so I leave the punishment to you, Mrs Summers-Giles."
"Thank you, Mrs Roberts, I appreciate that. Thanks again for calling me. Joy, we're going. Good afternoon, Mrs Roberts."
Outside the principal's office Buffy reached with one hand for her daughter's hand while her other hand took her cell phone.
"Giles, it's me. Listen, you have to meet me at home - as soon as possible. We have to talk to the children. Bring your favourite books and prepare your beloved speech."
When the two arrived at home Buffy addressed her daughter: "Joy, please go into your room. We're going to wait for your grandfather. Call Faith on her cell and tell her to come home immediately. Don't let her give you excuses, tell her it's important. I'm going to talk with your father."
Joy didn't hesitate to follow her mother's orders and turned to the stairs. Already heading for the study room Buffy called after her: "And Sweetie - I love you. I'm not angry at you!"
Buffy found Angel in his favourite armchair reading an old book. She kissed him lightly and said: "Honey, we have to talk..."
Half an hour later a British voice filled the living room: "This world is older than any of you know. And contrary to popular mythology, it did not begin as a paradise..."
When Giles finished his explanations his grandchildren looked wide-eyed at their parents.
It was Faith who finally found her voice: "So, mom an dad are like superheroes? This is so cool!!!"
And Joy had never been so relieved in her whole life - and she had never been so ashamed.
The End