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CHAPTER THREE
Going through another full practice, Kennedy was in one of the many rows watching. After she rubbed her face she saw Giles sitting next to her.
"Thought you might need this." Handing her a Crunch bar.
Taking it, "You're a savior."
"How's it going?" He inquired.
Taking a bite of her candy, "Ok so far. We're doing second run-through with the understudies."
"Make that last." Getting up.
Looking up at him, "Where are you going?"
"I have something that needs to be taken care of." He told her.
Making a sad face, "Awe ok. I hope you have fun. Oh Giles don't forget this Friday opening night."
"I haven't forgotten."
"Pick me up at seven. My place." She told him.
Giles could only give a nod as he scurried off. Kennedy laughed to herself at his discomfort. Friday couldn't come fast enough for Kennedy. Not only did it mean they were one step closer to ending Romeo and Juliet, but she had her date with Giles. After the Friday day ended, Kennedy rushed home to spend time grooming.
Giles was again at another dilemma. Which shirt should he wear? He spent a good part of an hour before deciding on a blue shirt and his red tie with the brown jacket.
Seven came and found him standing outside Kennedy's home. Taking a deep breath, he held up his hand and knocked on the door. Kennedy opened the door in a white lace dress with black underneath that was breath taking.
.
"Hi" She greeted.
Adjusting his glasses as he looked her over again. "Hi." He said slowly.
"You wore the blue shirt. That's my favorite on you. So you ready?"
Nodding, "Mhmm….what?"
"Let's go." Closing the door behind her.
When the two sat off the side for the show Kennedy whispered, "You have to tell me what you think after the show. And be honest ok?"
"Sure." He whispered back.
As the play went on Kennedy inched her way closer to Giles. He looked down at her hand when she placed it on his. The warmth from her hand on his sent a shiver up his arm.
When the play ended, the two stayed off to the side. "So?" Kennedy asked.
"It was delightful." He answered.
Shaking her head with a smile, "You're secretly sad I picked Ashley for Juliet and not Sadie."
"Not at all." Watching her stand.
Placing her hands on her hips, "You're too nice G."
Kennedy and Giles were interrupted by a couple wanting to stop by to tell her how much they enjoyed the show; as soon as they left they were replaced by the principal.
"Miss Brown, Mr. Giles." He said.
Giving more of a grimace than a smile. "Principal Snyder." Kennedy said in a annoyed voice.
"Before I let you know what I thought of the play I just like to warn you that Mr. Giles and the crowd he has around him are bad eggs."
Crossing her arms firmly, "I am perfectly capable of making that decision on my own."
"So I've gathered; now on to the play. It was all right, but you could've done better."
Taking Giles' arm, "Probably, but I don't really need to please you. You don't bring in the money; the customers do." Pulling Giles away.
"You do know that was the principal?" Giles asked letting Kennedy drag him out.
Stopping just outside the theatre, "So I've been told. But he can't ruin this night for me. After I mingle with people from this opening, I get a date with a very adorable British librarian who gives me bags of candy."
"You never really specified how many." Placing his hand in his pockets.
Kennedy made a noise somewhere between a snort and a giggle. "Don't get out much do you?"
Things wrapped up rather quickly and the two started their date. Kennedy sat in the passenger seat while Giles drove.
"Where we going?" She asked.
Focusing on the road ahead of them, "I…I don't know."
"You had awhile to think about it and you don't know?"
Looking at her, "I wasn't sure where to take you."
"Let's start with I like Italian. How about you?"
"There is one on the outskirts of town." Giles told her.
Kennedy smiled happily. "Then lets go there."
When they reached the restaurant he noticed her not looking so happy. "Why the sad face?" Giles asked while they walked from the car to the restaurant.
Sighing, "Not once have you told me how you thought I looked nor what you thought of my dress."
"I…I couldn't really find the right words." Noticing he was walking alone. "What's wrong?" Turning towards her.
Rocking back and forth on her feet, "That's the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me."
"Really?" Getting a little nervous.
Going towards the restaurant, "Yes. Now before we have anymore cute moments I need food in my stomach. The butterflies from opening night just left."
"Oh right." Giles moved, opening the door for her.
Kennedy was glad to find the place wasn't very full; there was more privacy for them on their first date. From the moment they sat a smile never left Kennedy's face.
"So I was thinking of doing something like Charlie and the Chocolate Factory or the Grimm's version of one of the Disney movies. Like Cinderella or Snow White. What do you think?" Kennedy asked.
Playing with his glasses as he leaned on the table, "Go with Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. I don't think that Sunnydale is ready for Grimm yet."
"Awe ok." Grabbing for her drink. Noticing he had something to say, "What?"
"Has anyone told you that you have a weird obsession with candy?"
Placing her cup down, "I like to think of it more as a quirk than an obsession. I bet you have a few."
"Me?" Tilting his head.
Kennedy snorted, "Yes you. Who else did you think I was talking to?"
"Well I…I don't know. Never really thought about it." He confessed to her.
She leaned forward with a smirk. "Another reason to keep seeing you."
Quickly looking to his lap Giles turned a light shade of pink. After dinner Giles took Kennedy back home; they sat in his car outside her place.
"It's a beautiful night. Let's go for a walk." Kennedy finally said after a moment of silence.
Getting out of the car after her, "A walk?"
"You know it's that thing you do between your car and whatever building you're heading to." Kennedy joked.
Catching up to her, "Thank you for that explanation."
"You're welcome." She smiled proudly.
Giles began looking around since he knew Buffy was on patrol. There wasn't a real threat, but a vampire had gotten away the night before.
Looking to the right of them, "Maybe we should go inside." He suggested.
"Usually one date does not mean you'll be getting in my pants. That at least takes a few more dates." Seeing the panic in his face when his head shot around to look at her sent Kennedy into a fit of giggles.
"Well it's just a nice night, but it's a little chilly might I add." Trying to ignore what she just said which was a little difficult.
Linking her arm with his, "G chill. Enjoy this great night. Just you and me on this beautiful cloudless…" Before she could finish her sentence a vampire jumped out from the bushes.
Giles moved Kennedy behind him for protection. Not long after the vampire showed up did Buffy show up. The two watched as she fought him trying to stab the guy.
"Kennedy run home. I'll come check on you after all this." Giles told her.
Watching Buffy, "It's ok; I can take care of myself."
"It's not safe here for you." He turned to her. Taking her arm, "Please Kennedy."
"Could you put this on hold please?" Buffy called over her shoulder.
Hands going to her hips, "This is a horrible way to end this date."
"I promise I'll make it up to you." Giles told her.
Pointing at him, "You have lots of making up to do mister. And candy won't help." Heading to her place.
Buffy was knocked off her feet a few times and her weapon was kicked out of her hand as well. Pushing herself off the floor Giles tossed her the stake she lost. Catching it she quickly stabbed the vampire in the heart.
"Are you ok?" He asked.
Trying to catch her breath, "Yes."
"Then I will see you tomorrow." Giles went to see Kennedy.
Opening her front door, "Hey stranger." She smiled.
"I can give you an explanation." Standing at the door.
Motioning for him to come in, "No need to. I understand what happened tonight."
"I don't think you do." Going inside.
Rubbing her face, "Yes I do G, because I'm a ex-watcher. So I understand completely."
"You're what?" Giles was stunned as he asked.