Title- Admissions of Guilt 6/?
Sequel to- Admissions
Author- Veronica
E-mail- roni.s@sympatico.ca
Pairing- G/W
Rating- G, for now
Disclaimer- Joss owns all in the Buffyverse, I just use them like Barbie's for my own twisted fun.
Spoilers- post Grave
Distribution- If you like it, take it… just let me know where.
Feedback- sure... why not. ;)
Summery- An old nemesis is back, and is seeking revenge on Giles and Willow.
It had been a long couple of hours to wait, but when the time came Xander decided to call Buffy instead. He didn't want to sound like a paranoid idiot to the watcher if it turned out that it was just a dream after all.
As it turned out, Buffy had the exact same dream that he did, down to even the slightest detail. Both decided the best thing to do would be to go and talk to Giles in person, hopefully without wigging out Willow in the process.
At about nine that morning, they knocked and walked in to the red head's house, only to hear the sounds of cupboard doors being closed. They made their way to the kitchen, and sure enough, it was Giles fumbling around. He turned to see his audience and stammered out:
"I haven't quite figured out where everything is yet."
Buffy took pity on the guy and went to help him find what he needed to make himself a pot of tea before sitting. As she looked over the older man, she could tell he hadn't slept well last night and hoped it was because of romantic festivities rather than the nightmare they had.
`Eeeew!' she thought to herself, `Don't think that… don't need the mental imagery.'
"Your looking kinda tired there, G-man. Will's didn't by any chance keep you awake last night, did she?" Xander asked in a joking manner, but in all actuality, he was fishing for information.
"What? No! No, she did not. Get your mind out of the proverbial sewers, Xander."
"How is Willow this morning?" Buffy interrupted, "She feeling any better?"
"Quite frankly, Buffy, I don't know how she is. I haven't seen yet this morning as she still in bed asleep." He replied as he noticed the serious look on the young people's faces. "Why, what's the matter?" he asked, and watched the two look to each other. "Come on now, out with it."
"Giles… its just that, uh, you didn't by any stretch of the imagination have a really weird dream last night, did you? I mean weird as in scary… about Willow."
Giles removed his glasses and squeezed the bridge of his nose with his fingers as he exhaled loudly.
"I was hoping that it was just a dream, that it meant nothing." He replied quietly and looked at the two before him. "Care to tell me how your dreams went?"
"Well," Xander began. "I'd never seen her look so beautiful in all my life… it was like I was looking at a goddess. She sorta floated to me and smiled, then gave me a hug. I remember I felt happy, it was like when we were younger, ya know? The close friendship we used to have, it was like we had it all over again, but then she pulled away from me and said, `I'm sorry its has to be this way, but know that I'm always with you'. And then she said that it was for the best, right before she changed. She looked like she did in the spring… all black and veiny and the black leather.
"Next thing I know, I see Willow in the dress standing they're staring at the other one. Then the scary one looks at me and says, `Long time no see. Don't worry your sexy head about this', and that we'll be together before we know it… or something like that. Anyway, my Willow looks at me and says she loves me right before `little miss nasty' hits her with some kind of red light. Willow told me to remember her, then ran and grabbed the other one and then they… they…" he could finish as a lump came to his throat.
"They exploded." Buffy finished for him. "She even kissed me… it was like she was saying `goodbye' or something. Like she knew she was going to die." She looked up to the older man. "It was the most horrible scream I'd ever heard in my life… and that laugh." She shivered as she remembered it. "I tried to go help her, but something was blocking me… like a force field or something." She said and Xander nodded profusely. "Giles, what does all this mean?"
"I assure you, Buffy, I do not know. But for now, lets just keep this to ourselves. I don't want Willow to know anything about this until we understand more of what is happening."
"More of what happening?" asked the red head as she entered the kitchen, causing everyone else to gasp in surprise. "Geeeeez! And everyone used to complain about `me' drinking too much coffee."
"Sorry, Wills. You just sorta surprised us, that's all. We thought you were still sleeping." Replied the blonde slayer.
"Yeeesh, Will. You look like crap."
"Gee, thanks, Xander. I love you too." Said Willow sarcastically. She didn't notice everyone flinch slightly at her comment… the three words still echoing fresh in their minds from the dream they all shared.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way. It's just that you have those little circles under your eyes and… are you sure you're alright? You still look kinda tired."
"Yeah, and all of you look a whole lot better." She quipped, and then relented. "Sorry, guess I am still a little tired. Nothing that a nice hot cup of tea won't fix though." She said as she gave Giles the puppy dog eyes. Xander watched as the older man melted and made her a cup of tea.
"Whipped." Said the young man, only to receive a scolding look from Giles.
"I said it before, and I'll say it again. Way too much time in England." Buffy said with a snicker, which in turn made Xander laugh and eliciting a scowl from Giles.
"It would seem that today is the day that not only I get picked on, but my homeland as well." He said, and got snickers from the other three.
"So, you guys didn't answer my question. More of `what' happening?" she asked as she looked around at the others.
"W-w-well, we…" Giles stammered, then looked to Buffy for help.
"Its just that patrol has been really slow lately… and you know what that usually means."
"Uh huh. Another apocalypse of the week. Any idea what this one might be yet?"
"Nada yet, Willster. We just figured we'd keep our ears to the ground and be prepared." Xander added.
"Oh, okay. Well, you know where I am if you need me to research." She smiled at everyone. "I'm off to take a shower. Giles, would you mind keeping my tea warm for me? I won't be long."
"Of course. It would be no trouble."
"Isn't he sweet?" Willow said to the other two.
"Yup, that's our G-man for you. As sweet as the honey that drips from the hive and lands in the dirt."
"No more coffee for you, Xander. You seem a little more warped in the head than usual today." Willow replied and left the room.
They three waited a moment until they heard the water running upstairs and knew that she wouldn't overhear the conversation. Buffy turned and smacked Xander on the arm.
"Really smooth, Xander."
"Hey! At least she didn't suspect anything." He said, but Buffy just rolled her eyes.
"Look, now is not the time for this. I think the best thing for us to do is just wait. Until we have something more to go on, there is nothing we can do right now."
"Well, if you say so, Giles. But if any of us has another dream, we call each other."
"Agreed. Now if you will excuse me. I have to be at the shop in a short while. I will be going over the plans with Anya over the rebuilding of the Magic Box." He said, then excused himself and left them sitting there.
"Xander, I need you to give me a lift."
"Where to?"
"The Magic Box."