Title: Home
Spoilers: through "The Gift"
Summary: a series of poems from Dawn's POV when Giles is sent to a mental
ward
Disclaimer: I wish it were mine
A/N: I have over ten reviews! I feel all warm and tingly!
Tara came with me to bring Giles
HOME
we were talking to the doctor about medicine and how often Giles would need to take it
then my head turned
and there he was
in the jeans and sweater Tara had brought him
the others and me
we had a little chat and they agreed to treat Giles better
not
like dirt
right now they're doing something special for him
but Willow she had something in her eyes like a sequin or something
and she said that they're doing whatever they're doing for all of us
the whole world
I asked Tara about it on the drive over but she didn't know what her lover was talking about
so there he stood a small tired smile on his face
and I threw my arms around him
and whispered
"let's go
HOME"
his eyes glazed slightly
and I felt a leap of panic
before I realized that he was imagining
HOME
so we walked hand in hand back to Tara
"i-it's good to see you Mr. Giles"
the way she stressed 'you' made him smile lovingly
then we walked together to the car
we had no way of knowing
that what happened next would be the true test
of Giles'
sanity
Tara came with me to bring Giles
HOME
we were talking to the doctor about medicine and how often Giles would need to take it
then my head turned
and there he was
in the jeans and sweater Tara had brought him
the others and me
we had a little chat and they agreed to treat Giles better
not
like dirt
right now they're doing something special for him
but Willow she had something in her eyes like a sequin or something
and she said that they're doing whatever they're doing for all of us
the whole world
I asked Tara about it on the drive over but she didn't know what her lover was talking about
so there he stood a small tired smile on his face
and I threw my arms around him
and whispered
"let's go
HOME"
his eyes glazed slightly
and I felt a leap of panic
before I realized that he was imagining
HOME
so we walked hand in hand back to Tara
"i-it's good to see you Mr. Giles"
the way she stressed 'you' made him smile lovingly
then we walked together to the car
we had no way of knowing
that what happened next would be the true test
of Giles'
sanity
