The Giles' Men
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
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Adult +
Chapters:
35
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10,724
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58
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Chapter 19
Chapter 19
*****
‘The Crypt’
“You gonna tell me what was goin’ on at your place before I got there?” Faith asked from her seat across Spike in one of the back booths of the restaurant.
“Nothing was goin’ on.” Spike replied taking a sip of his coffee.
“Please. B was in your clothes and her hair was all messed, then you come out freshly showered half dressed still dripping wet and you’re tellin’ me that nothing was going on.”
“That’s what I’m tellin’ you. Buffy slept in my room and I slept in my sister’s.”
“Why didn’t she sleep in your sister’s room, and you sleep in your own?” Faith questioned.
“Because my rooms nicer than Dru’s.” Spike stated.
“What about your mother’s room, why didn’t she sleep in that one?”
“Because of the fact that it is my mum’s.” Spike explained.
“So?”
“She didn’t like the idea of sleeping in a room that belongs to the mother of her husband’s only child.”
“But she’s okay sleeping in her stepson’s bed.” Faith stated.
“Faith.”
“I know, I know. I told you to talk with her last night, and to make sure that she was okay. I just didn’t think that would lead to her in your bed.”
“I wasn’t with her.”
“So you’ve said.”
Spike reached across the table and placed a hand over one of Faith’s. “The only reason I brought her back to my place is because she didn’t want to go back to her house, and if I hadn’t she would have ended up in some strangers bed this morning.”
“I’ve done that before, it’s no big deal.” Faith stated.
“She’s not you.” Spike replied.
Faith pulled her hand away from his. “What’s that suppose to mean?” She demanded.
“She’s married, you aren’t.” Spike said taking back the hand she pulled away.
“Oh.” She whispered.
“She was more than willing to go home with any Bob, Tom, or Dick in the place last night. I couldn’t let her do that to herself or my father.”
“It would of been fun though.”
“How’s that?” Spike asked.
“To sit back and watch as little miss perfect tried to work her way out of that situation.”
“How many times?”
“Huh?” Faith asked not sure what he was asking now.
“How many times have you woken up in a strangers bed?”
“Oh, a couple.” Faith answered.
“As in two?”
“Sure, times three or four.”
Spike looked at her with wide eyes. “That’s six or eight different men.”
“I know.” Faith said looking down at her drink.
“And that’s only the strangers?” Spike questioned.
“Yeah. . .” Faith said hazily.
“How many men total?”
“If I answer that you have to answer it as well.” Faith stated.
“Sounds fair, although I can already tell you that your strangers alone out number all of mine together.”
“Really?” Faith asked in disbelief.
“Really.” Spike replied.
“Wow! I just thought, I mean look at you. Who wouldn’t want a piece of that?”
“Shocking I know. I guess I’m just picky about who I have sex with, but if you tell anyone I’ll deny it all.”
“Your secrets safe with me. I don’t know if I want to tell you now.”
“A deals a deal.” Spike stated.
“Alright, but just remember that you asked.”
“I promise.”
“No judging!” Faith demanded.
“No judging.” Spike agreed.
“Um, let me think.” Faith said as she started to count the number of men in her head.
“Take your time.”
“Lets say seven strangers.”
“Alright.”
“So, seven strangers plus three of the Scoobie Gang, plus two of three guys before I moved to Sunnydale.”
“Scoobie Gang?” Spike questioned.
“You know, B and her little group.” Faith explained.
“Oh, but there’s only two guys.”
“Riley use to be a part of the group.”
“I see. So, seven plus three, plus two or three would be twelve or thirteen.”
“That sounds about right, give or take one or two. Now it’s your turn.”
“Okay. Two.” Spike stated.
“Two?” Faith asked in shock.
“Two.”
“Only two?” Faith asked again.
“Only two.”
“Wow! I was thinkin’ at least five or six.”
“Does that change your mind about wanting to date me?” Spike asked.
“Oddly enough, no.”
“I’m glad.”
“What about you?” Faith asked knowing that most men who knew the number of other men she’d been with usually ended up not wanting to go out with her any longer, or they just wanted to get to the sex part.
“Not at all.”
*****
‘Spike’s Flat’
“I’m sorry.” Buffy GileGiles stated at the exact same time.
“What are you sorry for?” Giles asked.
“The way I acted last night.” Buffy replied.
“You were upset, and you had every right to be.”
“I still shouldn’t have yelled and walked out on you like that.”
Giles pulled Buffy into the living room and over to a couch. “After William called to let me know you were safe I thought a lot about what you said.”
“Which part?” Buffy asked.
“All of it. My business trips, how I’ve been acting since William showed up. The way I always ask about Anne, but never about my own wife.”
“She’s the mother of you only child, I understand that you still care for her.”
“I can’t help that.”
“I know, no more than I can help that a part of me will always have feelings for Angel. That’s just the way it is with first loves.”
“I’m glad you got your mother’s building. I know how much it means to you to reopen the gallery in her honor.”
“Thanks.” Buffy whispered.
“I’m going to work harder on us.”
“I don’t think that we really have a problem. It’s just that while I was still in school I was always busy with one thing or another, that when we did get to spend time together that’s what we did. Now that I’m done with school I’ve been noticing hoe much time we missed together. You’re still busy, but I’m not.” Buffy explained.
“Once you have the gallery up and running you want have so much unused time.” Giles stated.
“But what about you?” Buffy asked.
“I’ll still be running the shop, I just won’t have to go on so many of the business trips.”
“And you could always help me with the gallery.”
“I’d like that.”
“So, are we good?”
“I’d say so.”
Buffy stood from the couch. “Can we go home then, this dress isn’t the most comfortable thing to be in after a long period of time.”
“Sure.” Giles said taking a hold of his wife’s hand and leading her towards the front door.
“After I change you could come with me to look at what needs to be done with the gallery to get it up and running again.”
“Let’s go then.”
*****
Chapter 20 Next. . .
Author's Note:
Don't hate me. The only reason I have Buffy and Giles getting over their fight is so I can get the story moving. Some Spuffy lovin' is comin'.
*****
‘The Crypt’
“You gonna tell me what was goin’ on at your place before I got there?” Faith asked from her seat across Spike in one of the back booths of the restaurant.
“Nothing was goin’ on.” Spike replied taking a sip of his coffee.
“Please. B was in your clothes and her hair was all messed, then you come out freshly showered half dressed still dripping wet and you’re tellin’ me that nothing was going on.”
“That’s what I’m tellin’ you. Buffy slept in my room and I slept in my sister’s.”
“Why didn’t she sleep in your sister’s room, and you sleep in your own?” Faith questioned.
“Because my rooms nicer than Dru’s.” Spike stated.
“What about your mother’s room, why didn’t she sleep in that one?”
“Because of the fact that it is my mum’s.” Spike explained.
“So?”
“She didn’t like the idea of sleeping in a room that belongs to the mother of her husband’s only child.”
“But she’s okay sleeping in her stepson’s bed.” Faith stated.
“Faith.”
“I know, I know. I told you to talk with her last night, and to make sure that she was okay. I just didn’t think that would lead to her in your bed.”
“I wasn’t with her.”
“So you’ve said.”
Spike reached across the table and placed a hand over one of Faith’s. “The only reason I brought her back to my place is because she didn’t want to go back to her house, and if I hadn’t she would have ended up in some strangers bed this morning.”
“I’ve done that before, it’s no big deal.” Faith stated.
“She’s not you.” Spike replied.
Faith pulled her hand away from his. “What’s that suppose to mean?” She demanded.
“She’s married, you aren’t.” Spike said taking back the hand she pulled away.
“Oh.” She whispered.
“She was more than willing to go home with any Bob, Tom, or Dick in the place last night. I couldn’t let her do that to herself or my father.”
“It would of been fun though.”
“How’s that?” Spike asked.
“To sit back and watch as little miss perfect tried to work her way out of that situation.”
“How many times?”
“Huh?” Faith asked not sure what he was asking now.
“How many times have you woken up in a strangers bed?”
“Oh, a couple.” Faith answered.
“As in two?”
“Sure, times three or four.”
Spike looked at her with wide eyes. “That’s six or eight different men.”
“I know.” Faith said looking down at her drink.
“And that’s only the strangers?” Spike questioned.
“Yeah. . .” Faith said hazily.
“How many men total?”
“If I answer that you have to answer it as well.” Faith stated.
“Sounds fair, although I can already tell you that your strangers alone out number all of mine together.”
“Really?” Faith asked in disbelief.
“Really.” Spike replied.
“Wow! I just thought, I mean look at you. Who wouldn’t want a piece of that?”
“Shocking I know. I guess I’m just picky about who I have sex with, but if you tell anyone I’ll deny it all.”
“Your secrets safe with me. I don’t know if I want to tell you now.”
“A deals a deal.” Spike stated.
“Alright, but just remember that you asked.”
“I promise.”
“No judging!” Faith demanded.
“No judging.” Spike agreed.
“Um, let me think.” Faith said as she started to count the number of men in her head.
“Take your time.”
“Lets say seven strangers.”
“Alright.”
“So, seven strangers plus three of the Scoobie Gang, plus two of three guys before I moved to Sunnydale.”
“Scoobie Gang?” Spike questioned.
“You know, B and her little group.” Faith explained.
“Oh, but there’s only two guys.”
“Riley use to be a part of the group.”
“I see. So, seven plus three, plus two or three would be twelve or thirteen.”
“That sounds about right, give or take one or two. Now it’s your turn.”
“Okay. Two.” Spike stated.
“Two?” Faith asked in shock.
“Two.”
“Only two?” Faith asked again.
“Only two.”
“Wow! I was thinkin’ at least five or six.”
“Does that change your mind about wanting to date me?” Spike asked.
“Oddly enough, no.”
“I’m glad.”
“What about you?” Faith asked knowing that most men who knew the number of other men she’d been with usually ended up not wanting to go out with her any longer, or they just wanted to get to the sex part.
“Not at all.”
*****
‘Spike’s Flat’
“I’m sorry.” Buffy GileGiles stated at the exact same time.
“What are you sorry for?” Giles asked.
“The way I acted last night.” Buffy replied.
“You were upset, and you had every right to be.”
“I still shouldn’t have yelled and walked out on you like that.”
Giles pulled Buffy into the living room and over to a couch. “After William called to let me know you were safe I thought a lot about what you said.”
“Which part?” Buffy asked.
“All of it. My business trips, how I’ve been acting since William showed up. The way I always ask about Anne, but never about my own wife.”
“She’s the mother of you only child, I understand that you still care for her.”
“I can’t help that.”
“I know, no more than I can help that a part of me will always have feelings for Angel. That’s just the way it is with first loves.”
“I’m glad you got your mother’s building. I know how much it means to you to reopen the gallery in her honor.”
“Thanks.” Buffy whispered.
“I’m going to work harder on us.”
“I don’t think that we really have a problem. It’s just that while I was still in school I was always busy with one thing or another, that when we did get to spend time together that’s what we did. Now that I’m done with school I’ve been noticing hoe much time we missed together. You’re still busy, but I’m not.” Buffy explained.
“Once you have the gallery up and running you want have so much unused time.” Giles stated.
“But what about you?” Buffy asked.
“I’ll still be running the shop, I just won’t have to go on so many of the business trips.”
“And you could always help me with the gallery.”
“I’d like that.”
“So, are we good?”
“I’d say so.”
Buffy stood from the couch. “Can we go home then, this dress isn’t the most comfortable thing to be in after a long period of time.”
“Sure.” Giles said taking a hold of his wife’s hand and leading her towards the front door.
“After I change you could come with me to look at what needs to be done with the gallery to get it up and running again.”
“Let’s go then.”
*****
Chapter 20 Next. . .
Author's Note:
Don't hate me. The only reason I have Buffy and Giles getting over their fight is so I can get the story moving. Some Spuffy lovin' is comin'.