A/N: Am I keeping you busy today? The writing muse has returned. Please keep the reviews coming.

Disclaimer/Summary: See Chapter 1

I watch as Buffy comes out of the kitchen with Willow, I can tell that she has been crying, but isn't anymore. Leave it to Willow to comfort her and help Buffy work through her issues. She really is the best friend that Buffy could have ever asked for.

She and I lock eyes for the briefest moment and for a second I thought I may have seen it there, love. Does she love me, could she have realized it. A man can only be so patient, I can be a friend to Buffy, and a father to our son, but I'm not sure how I good I would be to her if I wasn't allowed to love her and receive that love in return.

We all have a peaceful dinner. Dawn stays in the guest room, while Xander and Willow return back to the Academy to stay in the guest quarters there for the evening, Unfortunately the house only has 4 bedrooms, one is mine, one is Buffy's and one is the nursery for the baby, and Dawn being family earned the only guest room that we have available.

After showing Dawn to the guest room and making sure the house is locked up, I walk down the hall towards my room and notice Buffy in the nursery just starring at the baby. I watch for a moment before I go in to make sure that she is ok.

"Buffy?"

"Oh Giles, you startled me. I was just watching him sleep."

"Yes he is peaceful when he sleeps, much like you in that regard." I look at her with sure tenderness and concern. I love her. I place my hand over hers along the edge of the crib. She does not shy away or even move her hand. Instead I notice that she leans towards me and rests her head on my shoulder. "Are you alright Buffy?"

Yes I'm fine. I just have a few things on my mind."

"Such as?"

"Such as we have to pick a name still. I know you like Philip, but I was thinking more of Edward."

"Edward?"

"Yeah Edward Alexander Philip Giles."

"I like it." I say with a smile.

"Good then its settled. Our son, Edward Alexander Philip Giles."

"Edward." I say as her head leans back against my shoulder for the second time in mere minutes. I catch a smell of her shampoo as she leans back. The floral scent has always captured my attention, and yet to this day I can not figure out which brand she uses. I can't hold my reserve anymore, so I take a step forward and kiss her temple. it's a small and intimate gesture, but for now it speaks volumes.

I notice the tension in her neck and place my other hand there as I try and guide her out of the room.

"You need your rest. Come lets get you to bed shall we."

"What if he needs me?"

"The monitor set up in your room as well as mine will activate if he makes the slightest sound. You need rest, you are not any good to him if you are exhausted."

"I think exhausted is part of being a parent."

"That it is, but many others have survived it, and so shall you."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Because my dear, you are an extraordinary woman."

I walk her down the hall to her room and bid her goodnight. And as per our usual, she leans in to give me a peck on the cheek. Tonight however I turn just in time and her lips land on mine. For the first time since that night in London, we actually kiss. I hear her moan into my mouth as the kiss deepens.

I pull her flesh against me as the kiss continues. I want her more than words can say and yet the kiss we are currently sharing speaks volumes about my feelings. I am pouring everything that I have left into this kiss, I do not know if it will be my last, but I have to get as much of Buffy as I can before she makes her decision. I'm so caught up in our kiss that I don't notice how her arms have wound them selves around my neck and she is backing us past the door and into her room.

The door closing breaks my concentration and I realize what I have done, but what we are about to do. I stop and separate us before things get too far out of control. I have to ask or I will regret this in the morning.

"Buffy; what does this mean?"