Chapter 3:
Giles leaves the room and I can tell that he is upset, not with me, but he is upset. I haven't been seeing anyone and until the night in London the last person (I use the term loosely) that I was with was Spike. I want so much to tell him that the baby is his, but I can't, this has to be something that he figures out for himself, but if I tell him, he will only get mad at me and hate me. And I couldn't live if Giles were to leave me again.
He comes back about 20 minutes later, looking a bit worse for wear. He has taken his tie off and is holding his jacket across his arms. Its his invincible armor, hes trying to protect himself, but from what I'm not sure. Once I get the all clear he takes me home where he immediately tells me to go to my room to lay down. I obey I don't want to upset him.
A few minutes later he comes up with a plate of toast and some tea. I eat the toast because I am hungry and drink the tea which is apparently good for me, but I'm not quite sure how. He stays with me while I eat and then stands up to take the tray, before he makes it out of the room I stop him.
"Giles, will you help me look for a place of my own tomorrow?"
"Of course, but you know you are welcome here, why leave?"
"With the baby coming, I figure it will be cramped here in your house. Babies take up a lot of room, and you don't need us cramping your style." I watch as he places the tray down and comes down to sit on the bed next to me.
"Buffy you don't have to leave because you think I will feel cramped. I want you to stay, we can get a bigger place, or better still use the headmasters house on campus. I want to help you and be there for you and the baby. I would never want you to leave." I notice that he placed his hand on my stomach when he said the word baby, and I had to fight the tears that threatened to fall.
"You would do that for us?"
"I would do anything that you would ask me to do."
"That means a lot to me Giles, that you are here for us. I think we would make a good family."
"Yes, well you need your rest." I watch him stand and I don't want him to go.
"Giles would you stay with me tonight, just till I sleep."
"Of course."
I snuggle down under the covers and move over to make room for him to lay next to me. Once he is settled, I move closer and feel his arm go around my back to help hold me closer to him. I breathe in the smell of him and my mind is suddenly flooded with memories of that night together. I drape my arm across his stomach and close my eyes. For the first time in months I have no problems falling asleep and I don't cry myself to sleep. Somehow having Giles here with me makes me feel safe and I know that he meant what he said by him not wanting us to go. He said he would be there for us, I can't help but wonder if he will feel the same way after he remembers and finds out that the baby is his.
The next few days are like that night. Giles cooks all the meals and watches me to make sure that I eat them in full. I'm ordered to take a nap daily and at night after dinner and our tea, I go to bed and he lies with me until I fall asleep. In the morning I wake to find him gone, and feel a pang of guilt as I remember that is how I left him that night in London. By Sunday after taking 3 whole days from work, I'm ready to go back the next day. Giles still insists upon me napping even though I feel fine and would rather go for a walk or watch the tv. But I do as I am told and take the nap, Giles lays down with me again, just like he has the past few days, but this time when I wake up, he's not gone, but he's sitting in the chair next to the bedside table just watching me.
I wake up and adjust my clothes that are now very askew and sit up to look at him, before I can speak, he starts talking.
"Buffy, tell me about the last time we were in London."
"I don't really remember that was a few months ago, I know we met up with Xander and Andrew and had a few pints and in the morning you came knocking and looking for aspiran."
"That's not what I'm referring to."
"What are you referring too?"
"The time between the pub and the morning wake up call."
I look at his eyes and know that he has remembered something or has done the math in his head and figured out that in London is where I got pregnant. Either way, I now know that skimming the truth can no longer be done and he wants to know how much I know.
"If you know, you tell me, cause my memory is still a bit fuzzy." In honesty its crystal clear and I dream of that moment every night since our return. And since he started laying with me at night to help me sleep, I remember more and more of that night. I have to tell him something so I do. "If you are referring to that kiss, its no big deal, it was bound to happen."
"I'm referring to after that kiss and the time you went back to your room." The fear is probally present in my eyes, Giles now remembers fully what happened that night.
