Title: Joy
Author: Katy Hart
Pairing: B/G (what else?)
Rating: FRC
Spoilers: Futurish so I guess everything
Disclaimer: Joss and a bunch of others own them, I just borrow for fun. Oh and the poem is "Listening" by David Ignatow
Distribution: You want it, just ask.
Feedback: equals happy muse. Happy muse equals more stories.
AN: Somewhat inspired by writing prompts at allthejellies, had the poem for a while, wanted to use it. Wonder if I should expand on this or leave as is. Comments?

"Standing beside you,
I took an oath
to make your life simpler
by complicating mine
and what I thought
would happen did:
I was lifted up in joy."

He had said those words to her on their wedding day. He had thought he knew what joy was then. Fate had shown him otherwise.

As Rupert Giles entered the bedroom he was overcome once more. The light from the window spilled over them, making them both more beautiful. His wife, Buffy and their son, Edward Randall. Giles was living his dream. As he moved to the bed, Buffy stirred. She opened her eyes and looked at him, her gaze filled with love. She smiled at him and he was a goner.

Giles truly knew what joy meant now.

END