Title: You Think You Know
Author: Jmaria
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Joss and Alice Hoffman and who ever made the movie own it . . .I own jack and squat.
Spoilers: Season 7, the movie
Summary: Some people are open books, but you'd be shocked to see what's inside.
Pairing: FfA # 371 Giles / Gillian Owens (Practical Magic)
A/N: Yeah. . .fun.
You Think You Know
Gillian Owens could spot dull men a mile away. She like the wild boys, the bad boys. This - sweater and khakis man was as dull as white toast. He was predictable, sensible, adult. Definitely not her type. But the Aunts, Sally, Gary, and even her nieces seemed to think this guy was destined to be hers. She didn't thinks so.
"Ms. Owens, a word if you will?" Well, he had a nice accent. That was always a bonus.
"I haven't got a lot of time, my plane leaves in an hour."
"Yes, Jet told me as much."
"Well, Auntie Jet has a big mouth."
"Have I done something to offend you, Ms. Owens?"
"Yes. Your very dull presence annoys me. My aunts want to play matchmaker and get me all settled down with a 'nice' man, and you seem to be the grand prize winner," Gillian snapped. "I'm not like Sally, I can't just set roots down and -"
"Ms. Owens, I assure you, your Aunts wouldn't pick me for you," Rupert Giles said calmly.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Giles, but I think I know my aunts a little better than you do. You're dull, predictable, probably come from money -"
"Ms. Owens, you flatter me. Please stop," he said it so dryly that Gillian had to blink. "As I was saying before you started singing my praises, your Aunts have disliked me since I met as a teen."
"What?"
"Ask them to tell you about arrogant Ripper one day," Giles sighed. "What I came to ask you was if you'd be interested in taking a position in the new Coven."
"What?"