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Summary: Just a drabble-ficlet-oneshot (I don't know what you kinds are calling it these days!) About what was going through Giles's mind during the episode Passion (very sad episode, too). Please R&R. I would appreciate it.

A/N: I had the urge to write something Buffy one night, so this is what popped into my head. I'm a fan of Giles' character, so I decided to write about my one of my favourite episodes, Passion. I almost cried during this episode, and I don't cry easily during movies or T.V. shows, trust me. Reviews are always much appreciated! Thanks a bunch:)

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I walk into the house. A surprise? Hmm, this sounds interesting. There are candles lit everywhere and there is a note on the table. Upstairs. Feeling seductive are we now? I smell the sweetness of the rose and walk up the stairs. There are rose petals scattered all the way up them. Jenny, Jenny, Jenny. What could you possibly have planned? I think smugly to myself. I walk into the room slowly where Jenny lay, twirling the rose in between my fingers. I look up, confused. Why isn't she saying anything? Her eyes are fixed on me, staring blankly into my soul. Oh dear God... It takes me a few minutes to process this all in my brain.

It occurs to me that I should feel for a pulse. I fumble with her cold, limp wrist. Nothing. I swallow the lump growing in my throat. I grab the phone and punch in 911. They arrive and I watch them put her in the stuffy bag and onto the stretcher. I slump against the wall as they ask me several questions. I answer them blankly, not really concentrating on them. It's like I'm someone else watching myself. I stay slumped against the wall until they leave. I know exactly who did this. And believe me you, he will pay.

Before I get my weaponry together, I decide it would be best to call Buffy and inform her of what happened. I hear her sobs, but they slowly fade away, for I stopped listening. I hang the phone up without saying goodbye and pack up my weaponry. He's going to wish he never messed with me. I feel the Ripper coming out in me. Good. I walk to his crypt, anger and confidence overwhelming my body. I begin to wonder whether I should be doing this, if I'm just going to get myself killed. No. This is for Jenny. I can't just give up. You coward. This makes me even angrier. I light my torch and light the place on fire and then I swing it at him, hitting him hard on the back of the head.

"You killed her!" I take another swing. "You killed one of the most important things in my life!"

I go to take yet another swing, but I'm stopped.

"Aww, you don't like my handiwork?" he says with an innocent look on his face as he grabs my torch and flings me to the ground. "I thought you'd appreciate it", he kicks me hard in the gut.

The whole place is blazing with flames. I lay there, unconscious, when I hear a familiar voice. "Giles, Giles, get up".

"Jenny?"

"No Giles, Buffy", the voice softens.

"Buffy..."

"C'mon Giles. We need to get out of here. It's gonna collapse any minute now."

She leads me out into the alley where I collapse in tears of sadness and anger, "you should have let me fight my own battle!" I yell at her.

"Giles, you were about to be engulfed by flames! What did you want me to do? Leave you there? Giles, you could've gotten yourself killed! You should have came and got me."

"I can fight my own battles. I'm the watcher here. Not you."

"I don't care Giles! You shouldn't have done it." The tears were now rolling freely down both our cheeks as she embraces me in a hug. "I don't know what I would have done if I lost you too."

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A/N: Like it? Love it? Hate it? Yeah, that's right, I'd like to know what you're thinkin'. This means review people. Thanks a bunch:)

xxoxo