Title: Slayer's Fire
Author: Chimerablue5
Spoilers: Up through Helpless, mentions of Revelations
Pairings: B/G, W/O, A/X
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimers: Don't own anything in the Buffyverse. Wish I did though, as many people do.
Summary: Something's happening to Buffy, and it's linked to her heritage as the Slayer. It's happening when the Watcher and Slayer are nearly to blows. Is this connected to the changes she's going through?
Author's Note: Hey, thanks Shelay. I checked out your story. Pretty good. I hope you keep reading, and reviewing of course. ;-) For everyone else in general, tell me what you think, and I'll keep typing away, and try to keep the story somewhat legible. :)
Chapter 3: Research and Worry
Xander and Willow were discussing something quite adamantly as they practically burst through the library doors. Giles nearly dropped his book and tea when he heard the sudden noise from the two children and from the hall outside the doors, breaking his quite solitude.
"...see how she looked when she was talking?" Xander asked, turning his head to Willow.
"No, I wasn't near enough to see her face. She was facing the front, like the entire time." Willow replied anxiously.
"Well, it was like she was lost in her own world, and she was only saying it out loud because she started off like that." Xander gave a noticeable shiver as he set his bag on the library table. "It was majorly creepy."
"What was 'majorly creepy'?" Giles asked, giving up his reading, knowing that with the children here he wouldn't get much reading done during their lunch break.
"Just what happened during English class." Willow answered, anxiety apparent in her voice.
"Buffy was acting really weird today. She didn't even try to say 'hi' or 'good morning'. She just sat down and looked as though she was asleep with her head in her hand." Xander said, clearing up Willow's vague response at the Englishman's questioning look.
"She acted odd today, you say?" Giles asked, sitting in a chair across from the two adolescents. Giles recalled what Buffy said about extra energy and how she felt strange during their tension-filled encounter that morning. 'Well, it seems that this matter needs to be researched.' Giles thought to himself, all ready making a list in his mind which books he should look into.
"Giles? Gi-iles...woo hoo. You in there G-man?" Xander asked, waving his hand in front of the Watcher's face.
"Never call me that." Giles answered automatically. Then his face turned into one of confusion. "What?"
"See, I told you it'd get his attention." Xander joked, as he sat back down next to Willow.
Willow just grinned at Xander, then turned back to Giles. "I asked: did you notice anything weird about Buffy lately? Did she mention anything to you?"
Giles blushed at completely missing Willow's question in the first place, so deep he was in his thoughts. He cleared his throat a bit, then answered. "No, I haven't really noticed anything odd about her lately. Though she has been a bit distant, hasn't she? She mentioned something earlier..." Giles trailed off, as he began again to think of his Slayer.
"She said something? You saw her? When? We haven't seen her all morning except for that one class." Xander said anxiously, trying to get more information from the Watcher.
"Really? Doesn't she usually see you first thing in the morning?" Giles asked, trying to drive them away from Buffy and his conversation that morning. Much to his relief, they followed the bait, and went for it.
"Yea, she usually does, but this morning, she just walked past and kept going." Xander asked, with a slight frown on his face, as he recalled the memories of that morning.
Giles looked over to Willow, though she didn't seem as convinced as Xander was. She wasn't as naïve as she appeared to be. She had a look on her that told him to tell her soon, one that he could recognize from when she used to give it to Buffy. Giles looked away, staring at the ground for a moment.
"Yes, well, anyway. You two should hurry and eat, the bell ring soon. I'll look into Buffy, and see if anything's amiss. All right?" Giles said, giving the a somewhat strained smile.
"Sure Giles."
"Yea, G-man."
"Don't ever call me that."
Xander just smiled.
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The warm California sun and air beat on her golden skin as she lay her head on the rough tree bark. With her dark sunglasses perched precariously on her head, she looked up at the blue sky. She let out a slow sigh, as though trying to release something she couldn't let go of. Unbeknownst to her, she was being watched, and her face showed everything she was feeling.
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Giles had set down his book, after seeing he wasn't going to get anything done with his mind always traveling back to Buffy. As he got up, he decided to take a bit of a walk, experience some of the dreadful California sun. He smiled wryly to himself as he remembered the conversation...
"That's all he said, 'Fork Guy?'" Giles commented idly, as he bit into his apple.
"That's all cryptic guy said: Fork Guy." Buffy repeated, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
"I think there's too many guys in your life." Giles said, a playful grin on his mouth as he turned to look at the sky.
"God, everyday here is the same." Giles said disgustedly, looking up into the clear sky.
"Bright, sunny, beautiful, how ever can we escape this torment?" Buffy asked sarcastically.
"Right. Morning." Giles said, greeting Xander as he walked to the library.
Smiling quietly to himself as he made his way outside. Looking up, he stopped short at the sight before him.
There, sitting a few yards away, was his Slayer, looking for all the world as though the fate of the world rested on her slim shoulders. Which often enough was the truth. Considering whether or not he should say hello, he decided no, as he saw his Slayer looking blankly up at the sky.
Giles heart twisted in pain as he saw the pain etched into Buffy's features. 'Oh god, what if I caused some of her pain?' He thought in horror. Wasn't that what you were aiming for, Rupert? A voice sneered. Giles shook his head in vain, trying to get rid of the painful voice that was whispering painful suggestions. He knew that he had tried to deliberately cause her distress, but seeing her now, he was thinking that it was a mistake.
His emotions tumbling and mixing painfully in his chest, he didn't know whether or not he could stay there. In the school, near Buffy. He spun around, quickly, blindly searching for the quiet peace he usually found in the library.
As he stepped through the wooden swinging doors, his heart calmed slightly, but the utter peace he usually felt did not come. "I have to get out of here for a while." Giles said quietly to himself. Getting up from his leaning position on the check-out counter, he walked into his office, the haunted blue eyes still seen in his eyes.
Author: Chimerablue5
Spoilers: Up through Helpless, mentions of Revelations
Pairings: B/G, W/O, A/X
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimers: Don't own anything in the Buffyverse. Wish I did though, as many people do.
Summary: Something's happening to Buffy, and it's linked to her heritage as the Slayer. It's happening when the Watcher and Slayer are nearly to blows. Is this connected to the changes she's going through?
Author's Note: Hey, thanks Shelay. I checked out your story. Pretty good. I hope you keep reading, and reviewing of course. ;-) For everyone else in general, tell me what you think, and I'll keep typing away, and try to keep the story somewhat legible. :)
Chapter 3: Research and Worry
Xander and Willow were discussing something quite adamantly as they practically burst through the library doors. Giles nearly dropped his book and tea when he heard the sudden noise from the two children and from the hall outside the doors, breaking his quite solitude.
"...see how she looked when she was talking?" Xander asked, turning his head to Willow.
"No, I wasn't near enough to see her face. She was facing the front, like the entire time." Willow replied anxiously.
"Well, it was like she was lost in her own world, and she was only saying it out loud because she started off like that." Xander gave a noticeable shiver as he set his bag on the library table. "It was majorly creepy."
"What was 'majorly creepy'?" Giles asked, giving up his reading, knowing that with the children here he wouldn't get much reading done during their lunch break.
"Just what happened during English class." Willow answered, anxiety apparent in her voice.
"Buffy was acting really weird today. She didn't even try to say 'hi' or 'good morning'. She just sat down and looked as though she was asleep with her head in her hand." Xander said, clearing up Willow's vague response at the Englishman's questioning look.
"She acted odd today, you say?" Giles asked, sitting in a chair across from the two adolescents. Giles recalled what Buffy said about extra energy and how she felt strange during their tension-filled encounter that morning. 'Well, it seems that this matter needs to be researched.' Giles thought to himself, all ready making a list in his mind which books he should look into.
"Giles? Gi-iles...woo hoo. You in there G-man?" Xander asked, waving his hand in front of the Watcher's face.
"Never call me that." Giles answered automatically. Then his face turned into one of confusion. "What?"
"See, I told you it'd get his attention." Xander joked, as he sat back down next to Willow.
Willow just grinned at Xander, then turned back to Giles. "I asked: did you notice anything weird about Buffy lately? Did she mention anything to you?"
Giles blushed at completely missing Willow's question in the first place, so deep he was in his thoughts. He cleared his throat a bit, then answered. "No, I haven't really noticed anything odd about her lately. Though she has been a bit distant, hasn't she? She mentioned something earlier..." Giles trailed off, as he began again to think of his Slayer.
"She said something? You saw her? When? We haven't seen her all morning except for that one class." Xander said anxiously, trying to get more information from the Watcher.
"Really? Doesn't she usually see you first thing in the morning?" Giles asked, trying to drive them away from Buffy and his conversation that morning. Much to his relief, they followed the bait, and went for it.
"Yea, she usually does, but this morning, she just walked past and kept going." Xander asked, with a slight frown on his face, as he recalled the memories of that morning.
Giles looked over to Willow, though she didn't seem as convinced as Xander was. She wasn't as naïve as she appeared to be. She had a look on her that told him to tell her soon, one that he could recognize from when she used to give it to Buffy. Giles looked away, staring at the ground for a moment.
"Yes, well, anyway. You two should hurry and eat, the bell ring soon. I'll look into Buffy, and see if anything's amiss. All right?" Giles said, giving the a somewhat strained smile.
"Sure Giles."
"Yea, G-man."
"Don't ever call me that."
Xander just smiled.
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The warm California sun and air beat on her golden skin as she lay her head on the rough tree bark. With her dark sunglasses perched precariously on her head, she looked up at the blue sky. She let out a slow sigh, as though trying to release something she couldn't let go of. Unbeknownst to her, she was being watched, and her face showed everything she was feeling.
*******************************
Giles had set down his book, after seeing he wasn't going to get anything done with his mind always traveling back to Buffy. As he got up, he decided to take a bit of a walk, experience some of the dreadful California sun. He smiled wryly to himself as he remembered the conversation...
"That's all he said, 'Fork Guy?'" Giles commented idly, as he bit into his apple.
"That's all cryptic guy said: Fork Guy." Buffy repeated, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
"I think there's too many guys in your life." Giles said, a playful grin on his mouth as he turned to look at the sky.
"God, everyday here is the same." Giles said disgustedly, looking up into the clear sky.
"Bright, sunny, beautiful, how ever can we escape this torment?" Buffy asked sarcastically.
"Right. Morning." Giles said, greeting Xander as he walked to the library.
Smiling quietly to himself as he made his way outside. Looking up, he stopped short at the sight before him.
There, sitting a few yards away, was his Slayer, looking for all the world as though the fate of the world rested on her slim shoulders. Which often enough was the truth. Considering whether or not he should say hello, he decided no, as he saw his Slayer looking blankly up at the sky.
Giles heart twisted in pain as he saw the pain etched into Buffy's features. 'Oh god, what if I caused some of her pain?' He thought in horror. Wasn't that what you were aiming for, Rupert? A voice sneered. Giles shook his head in vain, trying to get rid of the painful voice that was whispering painful suggestions. He knew that he had tried to deliberately cause her distress, but seeing her now, he was thinking that it was a mistake.
His emotions tumbling and mixing painfully in his chest, he didn't know whether or not he could stay there. In the school, near Buffy. He spun around, quickly, blindly searching for the quiet peace he usually found in the library.
As he stepped through the wooden swinging doors, his heart calmed slightly, but the utter peace he usually felt did not come. "I have to get out of here for a while." Giles said quietly to himself. Getting up from his leaning position on the check-out counter, he walked into his office, the haunted blue eyes still seen in his eyes.