Chapter 30 -- To Giles
Dawn nearly leapt out of her skin when the strange sound started sounding of the walls of the Archive Building. Then she let out a deep breath as she realized what it was.
The Slayers, however, were looking around with a great deal of nervousness.
"It's cool," she said. "Don't worry. They're...pals of ours."
"Yeah, they're on...our side," Buffy added, then "Or so he says," under her breath.
Dawn ignored her and rushed out into the hall. The Tardis was materialized at the end, and Kyra and the Doctor came out a moment later, talking and laughing.
"Hello, Dawnie! My, did you grow? Has it been a year already?"
"Eight months," Dawn replied. "Hey, Kyra. Where'd you go this time?"
"New York," Kyra said. "1963. A brilliant year."
"What'd you do?"
"Oh, took in a show, saved the world, blew up some robots..."
"Same old, same old," Dawn finished.
Kyra grinned. "Yeah, where's Giles?"
"I'm right here. What on Earth --"
"Oh! Present!" She shoved the LP at him. "Missed Christmas. Sorry. And the wrapping sucks. Had to use paper bags, all he has. You think a Time Lord would at least stock some bloody Christmas paper."
"T-Time Lord?"
"Just open it, Giles."
He opened it. "Dear Lord. It's the Beatles."
"Original release. Fresh of the bloody presses, that is."
"Yes, as of 1963."
"Or yesterday," the Doctor put in.
"And it's personalized. Worth a mint."
"To Giles. Dear Lord."
"Excuse us," she added, and grabbed the Doctor's arm. "Errand to run."
"She's gotten so weird," Dawn said, but fondly. "Is it seriously To Giles?"
TBC...