Earth Bound Chapter 21, a buffy: the vampire slayer fanfic

Chapter 21. Earth Bound. Episode 3.

During the time that passed of the six months, many other things occurred as well. Dawn begins to learn the craft with Tara, who knows a little bit. Dawn was completely impressed by the disappearing act that Lorne did with the bodies that she was determined to learn some magic.

Angel was feeling much better and Cordelia cut her training with Dawn to be at his side every day. He was about ready to jump out of the bed the next day after the battle and everyone had to tie him down onto the bed. He was in no condition to move around. Angel had two broken ribs and his back had suffered with the impact of the wall that he hit when the creature had thrown him.

The only thing that didn't hurt Angel was in two places, which Cordy took pleasure of to make both these places feel very good. Wesley, who is also the royal doctor, had entered the room many times with Cordy and Angel having some pony rides, if you know what I mean. Wesley himself understood the whole thing of the couple, since he has been doing the same with his assistant Fred.

Tara enters her room and sees Giles lying on the bed. She gives him a smile and walks over to him, kissing him on the lips.

"So, what did you teach her this time?" asks Giles. "Don't tell me…"

"Just simple spells, is all," replies Tara.

"What if she decides to turn me into a frog when she finds out that I'm her father?" Tara laughs at Giles' comment. "I mean it."

"She won't. I know that she'll be happy to know that you were always there for her like a father should have been. She'll understand that you had your reasons to keep it a secret."

"Did you get a vision saying that's so?"

"No, I haven't gotten one in weeks. I don't know what's wrong with me."

"Are you not feeling well?"

"I don't know. I've been having these stomach aches."

"Maybe you should see Wesley."

"I was of thinking of that, but I didn't want to worry you. I'm sure it's nothing."

"It's best to be sure." Giles leans over to her and kisses her on her forehead.

"Maybe I should call Lorne. He might know why my visions haven't been coming."

"Perhaps it is wise to seek both of them." Giles gets up from the bed and walks over to the door. "Have you seen Connor today?"

"No, why would you ask?"

"No reason. Spike has been telling me he hasn't been concentrating on his training, but when he spars with him he seems aggressive of some sort."

"Maybe you should watch the training today. I think it's normal to be somewhat aggressive after such a difficult event that he has gone through."

"He needs to calm down. Aggression leads no one to any good place."

Spike and Connor are sparring and Connor is hitting hard, making Spike back away almost hitting the wall. Giles enters the training room and sees Connor pushing Spike against the wall.

"Connor, whoa," says Spike. "Cool it." Connor has an angry look on his face and keeps hitting Spike.

"Connor stop!" says Giles as he runs over to the two. He pulls Connor off Spike and Connor accidentally hits Giles in the face with his weapon.

"Bloody hell," says Spike. "Look what you did." Connor throws his weapon on the ground. He runs out of the training room. "Are you okay, Giles?"

"Yes," replies Giles touching his aching jaw. "Has he been acting like this before?"

"No, today's the only day where he really attacked me."

"Someone has got to talk to him."

"Good luck."

As Connor runs down the hallway, he crashes into Dawn. The two fall to the floor. Dawn looks at Connor and notices that he looks mad.

"Connor," says Dawn concerned. He looks at her and quickly gets up. "What's wrong?" Connor stays quiet and tries to leave, but Dawn stops him. "Connor." He rolls his eyes and turns away from Dawn.

"Connor," calls Giles as he walks down the hallway.

"Oh great," Connor mumbles. "Will you two just leave me alone?" Dawn sees Giles walk over to them, with a concerned look on his face. Connor attempts to leave again, but Dawn pulls his arm. He turns around with his head down.

"What happened?" asks Dawn.

"He hit me," says Giles. Dawn's eyes widen and look at Connor.

"What? Connor."

"It was an accident. I'm sorry," says Connor.

"I don't believe that," says Giles.

"Giles," says Dawn turning to him. "Please."

"I think that you should put off your training until you can control yourself."

"What? No," says Connor walking up to him. "I need to finish my training."

"Maybe Giles is right," says Dawn. "You should have some time for yourself."

"All I want is to train and become a Jedi."

"You can't become a Jedi if you don't learn to control that temper of yours," says Giles.

"Fine." Connor storms off towards his room. Dawn watches him go and walks over to Giles.

"I can't believe he did this," says Dawn looking at Giles' bruised jaw. "That really must hurt."

"He won't listen to anyone and he is not going on a right path."

"I'll try to talk to him, but just give him time. I'm sure he'll get over this soon." Dawn turns and begins to walk away, when suddenly she stumbles and Giles quickly catches her before she hits the floor.

"Dawn, are you alright?" He touches her forehead and feels that she is burning up. He picks her up and rushes to the infirmary.

A couple minutes later, Dawn opens her eyes and sees Giles and Wesley talking. The two see her awake and walk over to her.

"How are you feeling, your highness?" asks Wesley.

"Wesley, you don't have to call me that," says Dawn with a smile. "Dawn is good."

"Dawn." Wesley smiles back at her. "We took blood work and sent it to the lab. We should know what it is that you have soon. Can you tell me any other symptoms that you maybe feeling?"

"Nothing much, until now."

"Hmmm."

"Is that a good hmmm, or a bad one?"

"No, I do that."

"Well, I need to go," says Giles. "Please inform me the moment you get the results back." Giles goes up to Dawn and kisses her on the forehead, he then leaves. As soon as he was out the door, he realizes what he had done. He only hopes that Dawn doesn't find it weird that Giles kissed her like a father would a daughter.

A couple minutes later, Fred enters the room with the results. She looks at both of them a sweet smile and starts to look at the reports.

"Well, you're not sick at all, your highness," says Fred. "No virus or flu."
"Then what's wrong with me?" asks Dawn. "And please, just call me Dawn."