Some Thing's Never Change
By Riley
Rating: - R.
Genre: - Challenge. Fixit. Romance. Humour.
Pairings: - Giles/Jenny.
Disclaimer: - I do not own any of the characters, places, or anything relating to Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I do not mean to infringe on any copyrights. Any original ideas however, are mine. I am not making any money from this story.
Note: - This is in answer to the challenge I set on my list "Ms.Calendar'sGroup" in which Jenny was not really dead, but everyone still thought she was, and it is revealed to them that she is still alive, resulting in Jenny and Giles getting back together. This is set at the beginning of series 7.
She walked through the streets of Sunnydale, heading towards the high school. So many things were different, which wasn't really surprising after four years. She contemplated waiting until school was over for the day and visiting him at his home, but she just couldn't wait any longer to see him. Reaching where Sunnydale High School should be, Jenny froze. She was stunned. The school was a pile of rubble. It took her a good couple of minutes for the sight and ramifications to sink in. What had happened? Where was he? Was he alive? And what about the kids?
Slowly turning around, in a daze, she retraced her steps back to Main Street. What made me even think he'd still be at the school anyway? Jenny chastised herself. He could be anywhere!
Entering one of the many shops that had changed from a clothes store to a cafe, Jenny ordered a coffee and tried to make small chit-chat with the assistant, in the hopes of gleaming some information. "Umm, I was wondering where the high school is? I'm supposed to have an appointment there and I'm sorta lost!" Okay that's a lie, but what else could she say, 'oh hey, I'm the supposedly dead computer science teacher that was killed by a vampire!'
"Oh sure." The assistant unenthusiastically gave her directions to it.
After taking a sip of her coffee, she looked over the rim of the cup and prodded, "I'm told it's pretty new, huh?" She got a nod in confirmation. Okay, if I want an answer I see I'm gonna have to be more direct. Looking at her coffee, she casually asked, "What happened to the old school?"
This seemed to perk the assistant's attention up. "Oh, it got blown up."
Jenny's eyes widened. "Blown up?"
"Yeah, about three years ago now, on graduation day. Loads of people were killed. Gas explosion or something."
Gas explosion my ass, Jenny thought. "Hey, you okay?" The assistant asked. "You don't look so good."
Jenny felt sick to her stomach. She knew the explosion had to have had something to do with Rupert, but what? Was he okay? Or was he one of the people killed?
"Umm, yeah I'm fine," Jenny told the assistant. Leaving her coffee unfinished, she got up off the stool at the counter, making a performance of looking at her watch. "I'd better go, or I'm gonna be really late for my appointment."
Once outside, she leaned against the wall and gulped in some much-needed air. What do I do now? In answer, she found herself walking towards Giles' apartment. She didn't know where else to go.
Outside the familiar apartment door, Jenny took a deep breath and knocked. She could hear a television inside and in the back of her head she thought it a little odd. The door opened. A man stood in the doorway, but it wasn't Rupert. "Um, does Rupert Giles still live here?"
"No, sorry. He a friend of yours?"
"Yeah. How long have you lived here?"
"Over a year. I've er, got some mail of his here. If you're gonna see him, maybe you could pass it on?"
"Er, sure. Do you know where he lives now?"
"No, haven't a clue. But if you find him you could pass them on to him. Saves me throwing them like the others I've had." He scooped two envelopes off the table beside the door and handed them to her. "Good luck in finding him." With that he shut the door in her face.
Jenny felt like crying. She had hoped so much that he would be here. Where do I go now? She looked at the envelopes in her hand. Just seeing his name was slightly comforting. She was tempted to open them, but didn't. It would be an invasion of his privacy and if she did find him, she wanted him to trust her; opening his mail wouldn't exactly send the right message.
I guess I should try Buffy's! I wish I still had my car, she mused as she once again set off walking.
By Riley
Rating: - R.
Genre: - Challenge. Fixit. Romance. Humour.
Pairings: - Giles/Jenny.
Disclaimer: - I do not own any of the characters, places, or anything relating to Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I do not mean to infringe on any copyrights. Any original ideas however, are mine. I am not making any money from this story.
Note: - This is in answer to the challenge I set on my list "Ms.Calendar'sGroup" in which Jenny was not really dead, but everyone still thought she was, and it is revealed to them that she is still alive, resulting in Jenny and Giles getting back together. This is set at the beginning of series 7.
She walked through the streets of Sunnydale, heading towards the high school. So many things were different, which wasn't really surprising after four years. She contemplated waiting until school was over for the day and visiting him at his home, but she just couldn't wait any longer to see him. Reaching where Sunnydale High School should be, Jenny froze. She was stunned. The school was a pile of rubble. It took her a good couple of minutes for the sight and ramifications to sink in. What had happened? Where was he? Was he alive? And what about the kids?
Slowly turning around, in a daze, she retraced her steps back to Main Street. What made me even think he'd still be at the school anyway? Jenny chastised herself. He could be anywhere!
Entering one of the many shops that had changed from a clothes store to a cafe, Jenny ordered a coffee and tried to make small chit-chat with the assistant, in the hopes of gleaming some information. "Umm, I was wondering where the high school is? I'm supposed to have an appointment there and I'm sorta lost!" Okay that's a lie, but what else could she say, 'oh hey, I'm the supposedly dead computer science teacher that was killed by a vampire!'
"Oh sure." The assistant unenthusiastically gave her directions to it.
After taking a sip of her coffee, she looked over the rim of the cup and prodded, "I'm told it's pretty new, huh?" She got a nod in confirmation. Okay, if I want an answer I see I'm gonna have to be more direct. Looking at her coffee, she casually asked, "What happened to the old school?"
This seemed to perk the assistant's attention up. "Oh, it got blown up."
Jenny's eyes widened. "Blown up?"
"Yeah, about three years ago now, on graduation day. Loads of people were killed. Gas explosion or something."
Gas explosion my ass, Jenny thought. "Hey, you okay?" The assistant asked. "You don't look so good."
Jenny felt sick to her stomach. She knew the explosion had to have had something to do with Rupert, but what? Was he okay? Or was he one of the people killed?
"Umm, yeah I'm fine," Jenny told the assistant. Leaving her coffee unfinished, she got up off the stool at the counter, making a performance of looking at her watch. "I'd better go, or I'm gonna be really late for my appointment."
Once outside, she leaned against the wall and gulped in some much-needed air. What do I do now? In answer, she found herself walking towards Giles' apartment. She didn't know where else to go.
Outside the familiar apartment door, Jenny took a deep breath and knocked. She could hear a television inside and in the back of her head she thought it a little odd. The door opened. A man stood in the doorway, but it wasn't Rupert. "Um, does Rupert Giles still live here?"
"No, sorry. He a friend of yours?"
"Yeah. How long have you lived here?"
"Over a year. I've er, got some mail of his here. If you're gonna see him, maybe you could pass it on?"
"Er, sure. Do you know where he lives now?"
"No, haven't a clue. But if you find him you could pass them on to him. Saves me throwing them like the others I've had." He scooped two envelopes off the table beside the door and handed them to her. "Good luck in finding him." With that he shut the door in her face.
Jenny felt like crying. She had hoped so much that he would be here. Where do I go now? She looked at the envelopes in her hand. Just seeing his name was slightly comforting. She was tempted to open them, but didn't. It would be an invasion of his privacy and if she did find him, she wanted him to trust her; opening his mail wouldn't exactly send the right message.
I guess I should try Buffy's! I wish I still had my car, she mused as she once again set off walking.