Was It Always Like This?
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Was It Always Like This?
Title: Was It Always Like This?
Author: Haggis
Pairing: W/G
Rating: Starts off slushy, gets a bit naughty in the middle and for the remainder of the series (NC-17 I guess?)
Summary: Willow finally stops looking and notices what’s in front of her
Disclaimer: Mr Whedon and those nice people at MutEnemEnemy didn’t give their permission for any part of my little fantasy world where Willow and Giles finally get together.
Feedback: Gratefully received – I get pitifully excited when mail appears in my in-box
Beta Reader:Jerri – thanks for all of the encouragement and suggestions –definitely the unsung hero of this team!
Authors Notes: Takes place after the end of season 6. Replaces the Spike nakedness of Season 7 with some Giles nakedness instead!
Chapter 1
Willow took several calming breaths and opened her eyes. After a second or two to regain her focus she glanced around the room to see where he was. Slowly unwinding herself from the lotus position and standing up she looked around for him “Giles?” She could have sworn he was in the room with her, could feel his presence while she was finishing up her relaxation and centring exercises.
A small woman with incredibly neat, greying hair put her head round the door. “He had to take a call from America, said he’d be back soon” she smiled at Willow and shook her head at her. “You’re still able to sense him aren’t you?”
Willow looked a little embarrassed and studied her hands for a brief moment. “A little” she admitted in a quiet voice. “But now it’s only when he’s in the same room with me”
Morag held the door open further and stood back to let the young woman out of the room. “We did warn you that the connection would take a little while to wear off”
Willow headed downstairs and turned round to continue the conversation. “I know but it’s been three months and unless someone is paying the bill surely we should be disconnected by now!” She heaved a big sigh of frustration and waved her arms around for emphasis “I mean, everything else is almost back to normal and I’m worried that this isn’t ever going to go away”
Morag looked at her and put her hand on the girl’s arm to still her movements. “I promise you that you will eventually lose the magical connection, perhaps you should try to stay apart for a while and see if that speeds things up any?” She suggested with an upward movement of her eyebrow. All of the coven members had remarked on the way that they seemed to be constantly in each other’s company and several had wondered at deeper feelings than either were admitting to.
“Perhaps I can help with that” Giles said and nodded at Morag. “How did the session go?” he asked Willow.
“Fine” Willow said a little grumpily and headed past him to the garden. “What did you mean about helping?” she asked over her shoulder as they all moved to a garden seat to soak up the warmth of the evening.
“Buffy has just phoned and asked when we will be returning, it seems they have a rather interesting problem and need us to do the boring stuff for them” he smiled at Willow as they shared the joke about the lack of research skills from the others.
“Where are and and Anya?” asked Willow. “I thought they were handling the book work?”
“Apparently the text is particularly ancient and nobody can figure out what language it is written in, never mind translate it” Giles leaned back and stretched a little. “Anyway Buffy asked how your studies were going and then started to tell me about the latest sale at the mall but I managed to get her to stop by promising you would call her”
Willow smiled at him and sighed. “I guess this means the actual decision to return is about to be made?” she asked, and squinted at both Morag and Giles.
Morag nodded. “Perhaps you should talk to Buffy about your return when you phone her back”
Giles put his arm round the young wicca. “You know that they are all willing to accept that you have changed but they need to see you and understand just how far you’ve come”
“I know” she looked pensive. “And I still can’t believe that they have all forgiven me but perhaps it’s easy to do over the phone, perhaps they won’t feel the same when they see me again”
Giles squeezed her shoulder a little. “Things will be difficult at first but you are strong enough to overcome their fears and your own”
Willow gazed off into the middle distance and seemed to be deep in thought. Morag motioned to Giles that she was returning to the house and he nodded and sat back to enjoy the beginning of the sunset over the rolling green countryside. He let himself relax until he could feel the flow of energy around him in the garden and surrounding woods. Breathing slowly he was also aware of Willow sitting next to him and her obvious concern. He knew it was a big step and he also knew that Buffy and the others were just as concerned about how Willow would react to them on her return, however, both Buffy and Willow trusted him enough to know that he wouldn’t let Willow return unless he was sure of her ability to control the dark energy.
In truth he had been anxious at the beginning that she would ever be brought back from the edge of the abyss. Upon their arrival at the coven everyone had realised the size of the task facing them, with one of the strongest witches of recent times in turmoil and seriously thinking of ending her own life to save anyone suffering at her hands again. The decision to make her responsible for Giles’ recovery seemed to give her enough of a reason to put off the inevitable until he was safe. Obviously she hadn’t been allowed to use any magic and the non-magical process of nursing him, tending his wounds and feeding him had taken long enough to allow her to begin grieving for all that she had lost.
The residual effects of the magical connection she had started at the Magic Box had become apparent while Giles was still quite ill. Despite sleeping in a different part of the house she was still acutely aware of his pain. On several occasions she had responded first to his numerous relapses. Over the intervening months the connection had lessened a little. Both of them had been very relieved when the initial stage had passed and they were no longer in constant communication.
However, it had taken a further two weeks for Giles to stop being able to see through her eyes, a very disconcerting ability that caused serious arguments when Willow refused to use a bathroom with a mirror and asked that he be sedated when she was showering.
The remaining link was more of an awareness of the other’s presence and general state of mind. Giles had suggested that it was little more than their reaction as old friends, having spent many hours in each others company, but Willow still felt that she couldn’t have confidence in her control until she was entirely on her own and knew the safety net he provided was no longer present.
Willow stirred and gave herself a small shake. She had known this time would come and that she had to return to Sunnydale. The only way she could think to redeem herself was to continue the fight to stop the Hellmouth from being opened. The decision seemed such an obvious one to her now, however, she was still scared about the reaction from her friends. Taking a deep breath she decided that the only way to find out how they were going to react to her was to go home.
She looked around the garden and watched the last rays of sunlight disappear over the nearest hill. She didn’t know if she would ever return to this place but knew that the calm and beauty she had been shown here would always stay with her. Her gaze finally stopped at Giles, seemingly almost asleep on the bench next to her. As she smiled slightly she felt him return from deep relaxation. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you” she said quietly and returned her gaze to the garden.
“You didn’t” he smiled and sat up a little, leaning his forearms on his knees. “I was just thinking about the garden and how much it has changed in our time here”
“I’m going to picture it as perpetual spring time in my memories” she smiled. “I’m going to miss the green”
“You can always come and visit us again you know, you’ll always be welcome” he suggested and noticed her stiffening slightly beside him.
“You’re not coming back with me, are you?” she asked quietly, his earlier remark coming back to her. “That’s how we’re going to be able to be apart more”
He sighed and took his glasses off. “This is something you need to do on your own and I have work here I must finish”
“When you came back to stop me, you told Buffy that the most adult thing to do was to ask for help” she suggested and turned to let him see her smile. “I guess I can’t play that card, can I?”
“I’m not saying I’ll never come back or that I’m not here for any of you, but I have other things that need to be done and you are all moran can capable of dealing with just about anything the Hellmouth can throw at you.” He paused and put his glasses back on. “Although, if any of you try to destroy the world you might want to drop me a line”
“Dawn was suggesting that as a solution to her homework backlog but I think Buffy dealt with it” she kept her tone light, despite the incipient panic rising within her at their impending separation. “Besides it will be nice to get back to a bathroom with a full length mirror”
“I haven’t been able to see anything for over two mon he he protested and stood up, holding out his hand to help her up as they both laughed. He could tell she was concerned about his absence but knew that it was a vital part of the final stages of her recovery.
They headed back towards the house and preparations for dinner.
Author: Haggis
Pairing: W/G
Rating: Starts off slushy, gets a bit naughty in the middle and for the remainder of the series (NC-17 I guess?)
Summary: Willow finally stops looking and notices what’s in front of her
Disclaimer: Mr Whedon and those nice people at MutEnemEnemy didn’t give their permission for any part of my little fantasy world where Willow and Giles finally get together.
Feedback: Gratefully received – I get pitifully excited when mail appears in my in-box
Beta Reader:Jerri – thanks for all of the encouragement and suggestions –definitely the unsung hero of this team!
Authors Notes: Takes place after the end of season 6. Replaces the Spike nakedness of Season 7 with some Giles nakedness instead!
Chapter 1
Willow took several calming breaths and opened her eyes. After a second or two to regain her focus she glanced around the room to see where he was. Slowly unwinding herself from the lotus position and standing up she looked around for him “Giles?” She could have sworn he was in the room with her, could feel his presence while she was finishing up her relaxation and centring exercises.
A small woman with incredibly neat, greying hair put her head round the door. “He had to take a call from America, said he’d be back soon” she smiled at Willow and shook her head at her. “You’re still able to sense him aren’t you?”
Willow looked a little embarrassed and studied her hands for a brief moment. “A little” she admitted in a quiet voice. “But now it’s only when he’s in the same room with me”
Morag held the door open further and stood back to let the young woman out of the room. “We did warn you that the connection would take a little while to wear off”
Willow headed downstairs and turned round to continue the conversation. “I know but it’s been three months and unless someone is paying the bill surely we should be disconnected by now!” She heaved a big sigh of frustration and waved her arms around for emphasis “I mean, everything else is almost back to normal and I’m worried that this isn’t ever going to go away”
Morag looked at her and put her hand on the girl’s arm to still her movements. “I promise you that you will eventually lose the magical connection, perhaps you should try to stay apart for a while and see if that speeds things up any?” She suggested with an upward movement of her eyebrow. All of the coven members had remarked on the way that they seemed to be constantly in each other’s company and several had wondered at deeper feelings than either were admitting to.
“Perhaps I can help with that” Giles said and nodded at Morag. “How did the session go?” he asked Willow.
“Fine” Willow said a little grumpily and headed past him to the garden. “What did you mean about helping?” she asked over her shoulder as they all moved to a garden seat to soak up the warmth of the evening.
“Buffy has just phoned and asked when we will be returning, it seems they have a rather interesting problem and need us to do the boring stuff for them” he smiled at Willow as they shared the joke about the lack of research skills from the others.
“Where are and and Anya?” asked Willow. “I thought they were handling the book work?”
“Apparently the text is particularly ancient and nobody can figure out what language it is written in, never mind translate it” Giles leaned back and stretched a little. “Anyway Buffy asked how your studies were going and then started to tell me about the latest sale at the mall but I managed to get her to stop by promising you would call her”
Willow smiled at him and sighed. “I guess this means the actual decision to return is about to be made?” she asked, and squinted at both Morag and Giles.
Morag nodded. “Perhaps you should talk to Buffy about your return when you phone her back”
Giles put his arm round the young wicca. “You know that they are all willing to accept that you have changed but they need to see you and understand just how far you’ve come”
“I know” she looked pensive. “And I still can’t believe that they have all forgiven me but perhaps it’s easy to do over the phone, perhaps they won’t feel the same when they see me again”
Giles squeezed her shoulder a little. “Things will be difficult at first but you are strong enough to overcome their fears and your own”
Willow gazed off into the middle distance and seemed to be deep in thought. Morag motioned to Giles that she was returning to the house and he nodded and sat back to enjoy the beginning of the sunset over the rolling green countryside. He let himself relax until he could feel the flow of energy around him in the garden and surrounding woods. Breathing slowly he was also aware of Willow sitting next to him and her obvious concern. He knew it was a big step and he also knew that Buffy and the others were just as concerned about how Willow would react to them on her return, however, both Buffy and Willow trusted him enough to know that he wouldn’t let Willow return unless he was sure of her ability to control the dark energy.
In truth he had been anxious at the beginning that she would ever be brought back from the edge of the abyss. Upon their arrival at the coven everyone had realised the size of the task facing them, with one of the strongest witches of recent times in turmoil and seriously thinking of ending her own life to save anyone suffering at her hands again. The decision to make her responsible for Giles’ recovery seemed to give her enough of a reason to put off the inevitable until he was safe. Obviously she hadn’t been allowed to use any magic and the non-magical process of nursing him, tending his wounds and feeding him had taken long enough to allow her to begin grieving for all that she had lost.
The residual effects of the magical connection she had started at the Magic Box had become apparent while Giles was still quite ill. Despite sleeping in a different part of the house she was still acutely aware of his pain. On several occasions she had responded first to his numerous relapses. Over the intervening months the connection had lessened a little. Both of them had been very relieved when the initial stage had passed and they were no longer in constant communication.
However, it had taken a further two weeks for Giles to stop being able to see through her eyes, a very disconcerting ability that caused serious arguments when Willow refused to use a bathroom with a mirror and asked that he be sedated when she was showering.
The remaining link was more of an awareness of the other’s presence and general state of mind. Giles had suggested that it was little more than their reaction as old friends, having spent many hours in each others company, but Willow still felt that she couldn’t have confidence in her control until she was entirely on her own and knew the safety net he provided was no longer present.
Willow stirred and gave herself a small shake. She had known this time would come and that she had to return to Sunnydale. The only way she could think to redeem herself was to continue the fight to stop the Hellmouth from being opened. The decision seemed such an obvious one to her now, however, she was still scared about the reaction from her friends. Taking a deep breath she decided that the only way to find out how they were going to react to her was to go home.
She looked around the garden and watched the last rays of sunlight disappear over the nearest hill. She didn’t know if she would ever return to this place but knew that the calm and beauty she had been shown here would always stay with her. Her gaze finally stopped at Giles, seemingly almost asleep on the bench next to her. As she smiled slightly she felt him return from deep relaxation. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you” she said quietly and returned her gaze to the garden.
“You didn’t” he smiled and sat up a little, leaning his forearms on his knees. “I was just thinking about the garden and how much it has changed in our time here”
“I’m going to picture it as perpetual spring time in my memories” she smiled. “I’m going to miss the green”
“You can always come and visit us again you know, you’ll always be welcome” he suggested and noticed her stiffening slightly beside him.
“You’re not coming back with me, are you?” she asked quietly, his earlier remark coming back to her. “That’s how we’re going to be able to be apart more”
He sighed and took his glasses off. “This is something you need to do on your own and I have work here I must finish”
“When you came back to stop me, you told Buffy that the most adult thing to do was to ask for help” she suggested and turned to let him see her smile. “I guess I can’t play that card, can I?”
“I’m not saying I’ll never come back or that I’m not here for any of you, but I have other things that need to be done and you are all moran can capable of dealing with just about anything the Hellmouth can throw at you.” He paused and put his glasses back on. “Although, if any of you try to destroy the world you might want to drop me a line”
“Dawn was suggesting that as a solution to her homework backlog but I think Buffy dealt with it” she kept her tone light, despite the incipient panic rising within her at their impending separation. “Besides it will be nice to get back to a bathroom with a full length mirror”
“I haven’t been able to see anything for over two mon he he protested and stood up, holding out his hand to help her up as they both laughed. He could tell she was concerned about his absence but knew that it was a vital part of the final stages of her recovery.
They headed back towards the house and preparations for dinner.