Hey., sorry I haven't updated in so long, but I've been busy w/other fics and my life. But I am here now to give you another chapter. And I wanted to thank the few people who reviewed (Don and Lou, some of my good friends), Jeni, Ripper 101, and Linz005 your review were most appreciated
I do not own the show or any of the characters.... If I didn't I wouldn't waste my time wrtting this... I'd write for the show.
Once she got upstairs, the happiness and enthusiasm that had been on her face was gone... as if someone flipped a switch. She almost wished Giles wanted her to stay at her mother's house. At least that way she wouldn't have to pretend. But she already knew Buffy was sick of her, she didn't want Giles to be as well.
Even though Buffy was her best friend, it would hurt her a lot more if Giles hated her than Buffy. For some reason, she felt a special closeness, a bond with Giles. Who was, like her, a bookworm with a thirst for knowledge. And if someone who was like her hated her, then what would be left?
A part of her said that that was just an excuse so she wouldn't have to face the REAL reason. "Its cause you love him" the back of her mind said.
"No I don't" she said to herself "I love Oz." She pulled her night top over her head and slipped on a comfy, light blue T-shirt.
"But the puppy's gone. Left you for another dog. And now you are left with the librarian. And that's how you want it. You never loved Oz. If you did you wouldn't have cheated on him with your best friend."
She put her hands on her ears as if that would block the sudden assault of thoughts that didn't seem to belong to her. "stop it" she whispered
"Why? So you won't have to face the truth? You never loved him. If you did, you never would have let me take him from you" She suddenly recognized the hateful voice. The voice of her hostile thoughts belonged to no one other than Veruca, the female werewolf that stole Oz from her.
"Leave me alone you bitch! You have him isn't that enough already?! Just leave me alone!" She screamed. She stumbled out into the hallway.
Giles, hearing her shout, came rushing in. "Willow?! What's going on?"
Willow, who had forgotten about not crying and showing her emotions, had gone hysterical. "She won't leave me alone! She already took him, but she still won't leave me alone!" She pushed past him and ran down the stairs.
He noticed that she was hysterical and that it would be useless in trying to reason with her, or try to convince her that nothing was happening, that no one was going to hurt her. So he went after her, grabbed her into his arms and held her. Her legs wouldn't support her and she fell against him. He gently let them both down until they were kneeling on the carpet and he held her, held her as if that was the only thing that would keep her attached to this world. That if he let go, she would slip away and be lost forever.
Willow sat there, rocking, barely away of Giles' arms around her. All she heard was Veruca's voice, accusing her of it being her fault that Oz went away, and other hurtful things. But soon, her voice seemed to weaken, and she became aware of Giles whispering assuring words. She couldn't hear exactly what he was saying, but she could hear his tone. It was the tone one would use when comforting a child.
Soon, Veruca's voice was totally gone and the only thing she heard was the sound of her crying, and the sweet, kind voice that was keeping her tied to reality. After awhile, even the crying and her rocking stopped, leaving her alone in the arms of the watcher.
Giles waited a few minutes before letting go of her, he knew that there are very few chances of him getting to hold Willow again. He pulled back just enough to look into her tear-stained face. "Willow, are you ok? What happened to make you so upset?"
She shook her head as she stood up and pulled out of his warm, comforting embrace. Wiping the tears that remained on her face away. "It's nothing, don't worry about it."
He stood up and went to where she retreated in the corner. "Willow," he said, putting his hand on her arm. "I'm your friend, aren't I" You wish you were more (dirty, dirty) you want in her pants perverted old man.
"Yes," she whispered, barely loud enough for him to hear.
"Then let me help you. I care about you" (you love her you dirty, perverted old man) "and I hate seeing you in pain. Let me help." He helped her to her feet and they went downstairs into the living room.
She sniffed. "If I keep telling you, soon you'll be like Buffy, and hate me."
"What are you talking about? Buffy doesn't hate you."
"Yes she does," she sniffed again, "I heard you guys talking. She thinks I'm annoying and she hates me."
"No," he said, putting his arms around her once again. "She couldn't hate you. Nobody could."
"Then why did Oz leave me? He left me cause he hates me."
"He left you cause he's a bloody wanker. If he had any brains at all he'd realize what a treasure he had. You're smart, funny, beautiful... he was a fool give you up."
"Giles," she whispered, wanting desperately to believe what he was saying.
He couldn't stop himself any more, before he realized what he was doing, he had his lips pressed firmly against hers.
When he felt her jump, he realized what he just did and pulled back quickly. "I-I shouldn't have done that" He said, taking off his glasses to polish them. "Please forgive me I don't know what's come over me."
Willow didn't say a word. When he returned his glasses to their proper place, he saw she was staring at him. "How did you do that?" She asked.
"Do what?"
"You made it go away. Not just her voice... but you made the hurting stop." Tears were once again in her eyes, but this time they were tears of joy. "I feel... alive. For the first time since he left" She threw her arms around him in a hug.
He couldn't help but smile at her words. She was happy again... and it was because of him. But then he also felt sad. Now that she was happy again, she'd go home... and leave him here, all alone.
She pulled back and kissed him. This wasn't what surprised him. No, what surprised him was where she kissed him. He expected her to peck his cheek or something. But no, she kissed his lips., and it wasn't a peck.
When she finally pulled away, she was looking at his carpet and was blushing furiously "Willow..." he said, trying to make sense of this bizarre situation they seemed to have gotten themselves into.
She blushed but swallowed her embarrassment as she brought her hand up to caress his cheek. "For that second, I was able to forget him. I was able to forget everything... and only you remained. I want it that way... Where there's just me and you... and no badness." As she waited for him to reply she began to blush harder with self-consciousness.
He just stared at her. Hardly believing in what was happening, thinking it was all a dream like before. It was the feel of her shifting her weight, as she started to fidget under his gaze, making him realize that this was real and that he still hadn't answered her. His eyes started to mist up with emotion as he watched his dream begin to come true. He pulled her into his arms and held her tightly. "I want that too"
With that, he pulled back just enough to capture her lips in a passionate, but gentle, kiss. As the kiss began to grow more heated, the need for more contact also began to grow. As Giles slipped his tongue into Willow's inviting mouth, his hands slipped down to her waist and slipped up into her shirt to caress the soft skin on her stomach and back.
Willow moaned at the sensations it caused and pushed him back until he was sitting in his comfy arm chair, all the while their lips keeping contact. Once he was seated (she was still standing) she pulled away from him long enough to smile and straddle his lap. Once there, she began kissing him again and moving her hips against his. Giles moaned as she ground against him, and moved his hands up the front of her shirt to caress her soft breasts.
Just as they were getting all 'hot and bothered' (lol spike term) and about to take things to another level, Giles' door opened. "Hey Giles! Where are you? I need some info on this weird demon I ran into during patrol last night." Buffy came through the door.
Normally, The first thing Buffy would have seen was Willow and Giles in the chair, but just as she walked in she turned to look out the door. "Spike! Get your dead butt inside before you get all dusty... wait, that's a good idea! You just stay out there!"
"Very funny, Slayer." Spike said as he pushed past her and let his blanket fall off him.
While that was going on, Willow quickly jumped off Giles' lap and straightened her blouse. They were not too worried about Buffy noticing anything, she was too busy fighting with Spike. They hoped Spike wouldn't notice anything, especially with his super-vampire senses. One look from him told them there was no chance. He could smell the arousal and could practically see the sexual tension between them. He smirked and looked like he was about to let their cat out of the bag, Red pleaded with him with her eyes and, surprisingly, he did keep his mouth shut, but another look told her he wasn't going to just drop it.
"So uh... Buffy, what about this new demon you seen on patrol?"
"I didn't know what it was. I tried staking it, all that accomplished was more gunk on my clothes. I tried stabbing it, breaking it's neck, cutting off limbs, nothing worked. It's still out there to. I need to know how to kill it.
Spike snickered. "Why didn' you jus' ask, pet? I thought you were havin' a bit of fun with the bloke."
She turned to him, eyes blazing with anger. "You knew how to kill it and you didn't tell me?! What if it has killed some innocent person since we left?!"
He laughed again. "I didn't say I knew how to kill it. But you didn't know I didn't know, and you didn't ask."
She just looked at him at first, a little confused by his words ((lol)). Then she smacked him for getting her worked up over nothing. He laughed again. "I love it when you get rough Slayer." She looked at him, appauled by what he just said, and he wiggled his eyebrows at her suggestivly.
Tisk, You'r such a pig, Spike!"
He laughed. "You know you love it."
((A/n: This is after the Will Be Done Spell, but before Riley gets with Buffy.))
Willow and Giles just looked at them in confusion, not understanding why they seemed to be flirting. Giles couldn't take it anymore and took off his glasses to clean them. "Umm... about the demon... do you think you could describe it?"
"Well... it was tall, gross and slimy, with golden horns and purple eyes."
"Actually pet, his eyes were more of a fuchsia, and his horns were a goldenrod color."
"You know what Spike, kiss my ass."
"Just tell me when and where, Slayer. Anything that will cause you pain" He snickered as she threw him a dirty look and hit him with her purse.
Willow raised and eyebrow and looked at Giles who just shrugged. "Are you guys ok? You guys have been acting a little funny since my "will be done' spell.... Which I am still really sorry for"
"don' worry 'bout it Red. It's ancient history 's far as I'm concerned."
"We're fine Will. It's just that Spike has found being a pain in my neck a little more amusing lately."
Spike snickered. "Always Slayer"
"Hmmm... from your.. .rather vague description... I'd say it's a Kemenzy." Said Giles, putting back on his glasses. "and the only way it can be killed is shooting a holy arrow through its heart."
"...Cool! Where do I get this 'holy arrow'?
"You already have it. All you have to do is dip an arrow or crossbow bolt into some holy water, and shoot it through it's heart."
"Sounds simple enough."
"It's not as easy as it sounds. For the Kemenzy demons have an armor like covering over their chests" he said making a circular motion over his chest. "In order to be abl to shoot the bolt into his heart, you have to first remove the covering."
"Oh fun." Buffy said. "And I'm sure he's going to be thrilled with me doing that... especially after our last session."
Spike chuckled. "I'm sure the big, tough Slayer can handle it."
"You bet she can" said Buffy hitting Spike almost playfully in his arm. Once again, Giles and Willow refused to comment, afraid to find out what was causing them to act the way they were.
"Go get some arrows and crossbow bolts," Giles said, wiping his glasses once again. "I'll get the holy water. If we hurry we can have it done just in time for you two to go on patrol."
"Who said I was going on patrol?" Spike asked, "What if I don' feel like it? You can't tell me what to do."
"Spike," Giles began, rubbing the bridge of his nose, "It will be very difficult to bring this demon down. I would feel much better if you were with Buffy." Then he mumbled under his breath. "Never thought I'd ever hear myself say that" then he looked at Spike, speaking threateningly. "If anything happens to her, you will pray for death before I'm through with you. Don't you dare let anything happen to her." Giles put his glasses back on and was prepared to do more glaring at Spike when he didn't answer him, but what he seen surprised him into silence.
Spikes face was empty of humor or sarcasm or cockiness, or any of the other things he had seen just moments before on his face. "I won't let anything happen to her."
Giles, who still hasn't found his voice, was only able to nod. Buffy and Willow came back in with both arrows and crossbow bolts. "We thought that if one of you wasn't in a position to shoot the demon, the other one could." Willow said.
"Excellent thinking, Willow. We wouldn't want them to not be able to shoot the bloody thing once they get the armor off." Willow blushed at his compliment and he discreetly winked at her, making sure that Buffy and Spike didn't see it.
Soon the sun was down and the arrows were finished being hollified. Spike and Buffy grabbed up the weapons and prepared to go out and hunt the demon. "Don't forget to call us. We want to make sure you two will be alright out there. So don't make us worry ok"
"Sure Wills," Said Buffy, pulling Willow into a quick good-bye hug. "I'll call you either as soon as we kill it, or the usual check in time if we don't find it."
As the door closed, Willow turned to Giles with a smile. "So," she said, a little blush creeping into her cheeks what do you want to do now?"
He smiled and slipped a hand around her waist. "I have a few ideas."
A few minutes later they were snuggled up on the couch, with some popcorn and soda, watching a movie.
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Sry, but I'm ending it here. You have to admit though, this chapter is quite a bit longer than the others. I hope you enjoyed it and I promise I'll post the next chapter a lot sooner than I posted this one. Please review!!!
I do not own the show or any of the characters.... If I didn't I wouldn't waste my time wrtting this... I'd write for the show.
Once she got upstairs, the happiness and enthusiasm that had been on her face was gone... as if someone flipped a switch. She almost wished Giles wanted her to stay at her mother's house. At least that way she wouldn't have to pretend. But she already knew Buffy was sick of her, she didn't want Giles to be as well.
Even though Buffy was her best friend, it would hurt her a lot more if Giles hated her than Buffy. For some reason, she felt a special closeness, a bond with Giles. Who was, like her, a bookworm with a thirst for knowledge. And if someone who was like her hated her, then what would be left?
A part of her said that that was just an excuse so she wouldn't have to face the REAL reason. "Its cause you love him" the back of her mind said.
"No I don't" she said to herself "I love Oz." She pulled her night top over her head and slipped on a comfy, light blue T-shirt.
"But the puppy's gone. Left you for another dog. And now you are left with the librarian. And that's how you want it. You never loved Oz. If you did you wouldn't have cheated on him with your best friend."
She put her hands on her ears as if that would block the sudden assault of thoughts that didn't seem to belong to her. "stop it" she whispered
"Why? So you won't have to face the truth? You never loved him. If you did, you never would have let me take him from you" She suddenly recognized the hateful voice. The voice of her hostile thoughts belonged to no one other than Veruca, the female werewolf that stole Oz from her.
"Leave me alone you bitch! You have him isn't that enough already?! Just leave me alone!" She screamed. She stumbled out into the hallway.
Giles, hearing her shout, came rushing in. "Willow?! What's going on?"
Willow, who had forgotten about not crying and showing her emotions, had gone hysterical. "She won't leave me alone! She already took him, but she still won't leave me alone!" She pushed past him and ran down the stairs.
He noticed that she was hysterical and that it would be useless in trying to reason with her, or try to convince her that nothing was happening, that no one was going to hurt her. So he went after her, grabbed her into his arms and held her. Her legs wouldn't support her and she fell against him. He gently let them both down until they were kneeling on the carpet and he held her, held her as if that was the only thing that would keep her attached to this world. That if he let go, she would slip away and be lost forever.
Willow sat there, rocking, barely away of Giles' arms around her. All she heard was Veruca's voice, accusing her of it being her fault that Oz went away, and other hurtful things. But soon, her voice seemed to weaken, and she became aware of Giles whispering assuring words. She couldn't hear exactly what he was saying, but she could hear his tone. It was the tone one would use when comforting a child.
Soon, Veruca's voice was totally gone and the only thing she heard was the sound of her crying, and the sweet, kind voice that was keeping her tied to reality. After awhile, even the crying and her rocking stopped, leaving her alone in the arms of the watcher.
Giles waited a few minutes before letting go of her, he knew that there are very few chances of him getting to hold Willow again. He pulled back just enough to look into her tear-stained face. "Willow, are you ok? What happened to make you so upset?"
She shook her head as she stood up and pulled out of his warm, comforting embrace. Wiping the tears that remained on her face away. "It's nothing, don't worry about it."
He stood up and went to where she retreated in the corner. "Willow," he said, putting his hand on her arm. "I'm your friend, aren't I" You wish you were more (dirty, dirty) you want in her pants perverted old man.
"Yes," she whispered, barely loud enough for him to hear.
"Then let me help you. I care about you" (you love her you dirty, perverted old man) "and I hate seeing you in pain. Let me help." He helped her to her feet and they went downstairs into the living room.
She sniffed. "If I keep telling you, soon you'll be like Buffy, and hate me."
"What are you talking about? Buffy doesn't hate you."
"Yes she does," she sniffed again, "I heard you guys talking. She thinks I'm annoying and she hates me."
"No," he said, putting his arms around her once again. "She couldn't hate you. Nobody could."
"Then why did Oz leave me? He left me cause he hates me."
"He left you cause he's a bloody wanker. If he had any brains at all he'd realize what a treasure he had. You're smart, funny, beautiful... he was a fool give you up."
"Giles," she whispered, wanting desperately to believe what he was saying.
He couldn't stop himself any more, before he realized what he was doing, he had his lips pressed firmly against hers.
When he felt her jump, he realized what he just did and pulled back quickly. "I-I shouldn't have done that" He said, taking off his glasses to polish them. "Please forgive me I don't know what's come over me."
Willow didn't say a word. When he returned his glasses to their proper place, he saw she was staring at him. "How did you do that?" She asked.
"Do what?"
"You made it go away. Not just her voice... but you made the hurting stop." Tears were once again in her eyes, but this time they were tears of joy. "I feel... alive. For the first time since he left" She threw her arms around him in a hug.
He couldn't help but smile at her words. She was happy again... and it was because of him. But then he also felt sad. Now that she was happy again, she'd go home... and leave him here, all alone.
She pulled back and kissed him. This wasn't what surprised him. No, what surprised him was where she kissed him. He expected her to peck his cheek or something. But no, she kissed his lips., and it wasn't a peck.
When she finally pulled away, she was looking at his carpet and was blushing furiously "Willow..." he said, trying to make sense of this bizarre situation they seemed to have gotten themselves into.
She blushed but swallowed her embarrassment as she brought her hand up to caress his cheek. "For that second, I was able to forget him. I was able to forget everything... and only you remained. I want it that way... Where there's just me and you... and no badness." As she waited for him to reply she began to blush harder with self-consciousness.
He just stared at her. Hardly believing in what was happening, thinking it was all a dream like before. It was the feel of her shifting her weight, as she started to fidget under his gaze, making him realize that this was real and that he still hadn't answered her. His eyes started to mist up with emotion as he watched his dream begin to come true. He pulled her into his arms and held her tightly. "I want that too"
With that, he pulled back just enough to capture her lips in a passionate, but gentle, kiss. As the kiss began to grow more heated, the need for more contact also began to grow. As Giles slipped his tongue into Willow's inviting mouth, his hands slipped down to her waist and slipped up into her shirt to caress the soft skin on her stomach and back.
Willow moaned at the sensations it caused and pushed him back until he was sitting in his comfy arm chair, all the while their lips keeping contact. Once he was seated (she was still standing) she pulled away from him long enough to smile and straddle his lap. Once there, she began kissing him again and moving her hips against his. Giles moaned as she ground against him, and moved his hands up the front of her shirt to caress her soft breasts.
Just as they were getting all 'hot and bothered' (lol spike term) and about to take things to another level, Giles' door opened. "Hey Giles! Where are you? I need some info on this weird demon I ran into during patrol last night." Buffy came through the door.
Normally, The first thing Buffy would have seen was Willow and Giles in the chair, but just as she walked in she turned to look out the door. "Spike! Get your dead butt inside before you get all dusty... wait, that's a good idea! You just stay out there!"
"Very funny, Slayer." Spike said as he pushed past her and let his blanket fall off him.
While that was going on, Willow quickly jumped off Giles' lap and straightened her blouse. They were not too worried about Buffy noticing anything, she was too busy fighting with Spike. They hoped Spike wouldn't notice anything, especially with his super-vampire senses. One look from him told them there was no chance. He could smell the arousal and could practically see the sexual tension between them. He smirked and looked like he was about to let their cat out of the bag, Red pleaded with him with her eyes and, surprisingly, he did keep his mouth shut, but another look told her he wasn't going to just drop it.
"So uh... Buffy, what about this new demon you seen on patrol?"
"I didn't know what it was. I tried staking it, all that accomplished was more gunk on my clothes. I tried stabbing it, breaking it's neck, cutting off limbs, nothing worked. It's still out there to. I need to know how to kill it.
Spike snickered. "Why didn' you jus' ask, pet? I thought you were havin' a bit of fun with the bloke."
She turned to him, eyes blazing with anger. "You knew how to kill it and you didn't tell me?! What if it has killed some innocent person since we left?!"
He laughed again. "I didn't say I knew how to kill it. But you didn't know I didn't know, and you didn't ask."
She just looked at him at first, a little confused by his words ((lol)). Then she smacked him for getting her worked up over nothing. He laughed again. "I love it when you get rough Slayer." She looked at him, appauled by what he just said, and he wiggled his eyebrows at her suggestivly.
Tisk, You'r such a pig, Spike!"
He laughed. "You know you love it."
((A/n: This is after the Will Be Done Spell, but before Riley gets with Buffy.))
Willow and Giles just looked at them in confusion, not understanding why they seemed to be flirting. Giles couldn't take it anymore and took off his glasses to clean them. "Umm... about the demon... do you think you could describe it?"
"Well... it was tall, gross and slimy, with golden horns and purple eyes."
"Actually pet, his eyes were more of a fuchsia, and his horns were a goldenrod color."
"You know what Spike, kiss my ass."
"Just tell me when and where, Slayer. Anything that will cause you pain" He snickered as she threw him a dirty look and hit him with her purse.
Willow raised and eyebrow and looked at Giles who just shrugged. "Are you guys ok? You guys have been acting a little funny since my "will be done' spell.... Which I am still really sorry for"
"don' worry 'bout it Red. It's ancient history 's far as I'm concerned."
"We're fine Will. It's just that Spike has found being a pain in my neck a little more amusing lately."
Spike snickered. "Always Slayer"
"Hmmm... from your.. .rather vague description... I'd say it's a Kemenzy." Said Giles, putting back on his glasses. "and the only way it can be killed is shooting a holy arrow through its heart."
"...Cool! Where do I get this 'holy arrow'?
"You already have it. All you have to do is dip an arrow or crossbow bolt into some holy water, and shoot it through it's heart."
"Sounds simple enough."
"It's not as easy as it sounds. For the Kemenzy demons have an armor like covering over their chests" he said making a circular motion over his chest. "In order to be abl to shoot the bolt into his heart, you have to first remove the covering."
"Oh fun." Buffy said. "And I'm sure he's going to be thrilled with me doing that... especially after our last session."
Spike chuckled. "I'm sure the big, tough Slayer can handle it."
"You bet she can" said Buffy hitting Spike almost playfully in his arm. Once again, Giles and Willow refused to comment, afraid to find out what was causing them to act the way they were.
"Go get some arrows and crossbow bolts," Giles said, wiping his glasses once again. "I'll get the holy water. If we hurry we can have it done just in time for you two to go on patrol."
"Who said I was going on patrol?" Spike asked, "What if I don' feel like it? You can't tell me what to do."
"Spike," Giles began, rubbing the bridge of his nose, "It will be very difficult to bring this demon down. I would feel much better if you were with Buffy." Then he mumbled under his breath. "Never thought I'd ever hear myself say that" then he looked at Spike, speaking threateningly. "If anything happens to her, you will pray for death before I'm through with you. Don't you dare let anything happen to her." Giles put his glasses back on and was prepared to do more glaring at Spike when he didn't answer him, but what he seen surprised him into silence.
Spikes face was empty of humor or sarcasm or cockiness, or any of the other things he had seen just moments before on his face. "I won't let anything happen to her."
Giles, who still hasn't found his voice, was only able to nod. Buffy and Willow came back in with both arrows and crossbow bolts. "We thought that if one of you wasn't in a position to shoot the demon, the other one could." Willow said.
"Excellent thinking, Willow. We wouldn't want them to not be able to shoot the bloody thing once they get the armor off." Willow blushed at his compliment and he discreetly winked at her, making sure that Buffy and Spike didn't see it.
Soon the sun was down and the arrows were finished being hollified. Spike and Buffy grabbed up the weapons and prepared to go out and hunt the demon. "Don't forget to call us. We want to make sure you two will be alright out there. So don't make us worry ok"
"Sure Wills," Said Buffy, pulling Willow into a quick good-bye hug. "I'll call you either as soon as we kill it, or the usual check in time if we don't find it."
As the door closed, Willow turned to Giles with a smile. "So," she said, a little blush creeping into her cheeks what do you want to do now?"
He smiled and slipped a hand around her waist. "I have a few ideas."
A few minutes later they were snuggled up on the couch, with some popcorn and soda, watching a movie.
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Sry, but I'm ending it here. You have to admit though, this chapter is quite a bit longer than the others. I hope you enjoyed it and I promise I'll post the next chapter a lot sooner than I posted this one. Please review!!!