25. Buffy Episode Tags: 6x7 "Once More With Feeling"
"Wait," began Wesley, trying so very hard to control his laughter. "Wait…you mean to tell me that—"
"Mention anything Wesley and you are a dead man," warned Giles, clearly not amused with what had transpired.
Wesley paused, and if Giles could see him, he would have thought that the younger man was deep in thought. "How many songs did you sing?"
Giles groaned and covered his head with his free hand. "Wesley…"
"Alright, alright, no more mentioning it," said Wesley, the mirth not lost in his voice. "So what else did you learn from each other's musical numbers?"
Giles sighed as he turned to look outside his hotel room window. "She was in heaven."
There was pause on the other end but Giles knew it wasn't because Wesley didn't comprehend what he just said…it was more of the fact that the younger man was waiting for him to say more but Giles didn't know what to add to that.
Buffy was in heaven…he had been right that what Willow had done was wrong and that the young witch should had let things be.
"Well what appeared to be heaven for her anyway," finally voiced out Giles as he ran a tired hand over his face. "She pretty much said her suffering started when they brought her back."
"I can't imagine what must it be like for her," began Wesley, barely above a whisper. "Have you talked to her?"
"She seems to not want to hear anything from anyone except from Spike," said Giles obviously in disdain. He turned to his clothes and luggage and sighed. "I can't delay this any further, Wesley. I'm heading back."
"Rupert, are you sure?" asked Wesley, suddenly taken aback by his mentor's news. "After what you've just learned?"
"You told me that I'd know the right time and this is it," argued Giles. "She can do it…but she doesn't want to because she knows I'm here. Buffy has always been a decisive woman on her own even before all of this."
"I know," replied Wesley. "Not that I don't want you back here, Rupert. I just hope you're right."
"Believe me," began Giles, finally letting himself collapse on his bed. "I've thought this through over and over again…"
"The song and dance number was just the last straw?" teased Wesley, couldn't help but put in.
"WESLEY!"
"Last jab, I promise!"
