Secrets and Lies
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
2,323
Reviews:
29
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Intervention
Author's Notes: Just a short, amusing little chapter that was fun to write.
Thanks so much, Steph, Milva, Chanel 5, SuperstesDiligo, Iona, Tasha, Megan, Lilmamaday, Aisling, Jane, and Whisper.
Emma: I totally agree that they should have found a better way to get Giles to leave if Anthony Stewart Head was that determined to spend more time with his family. The way he left was cruel.
Bloodshedbaby: Thank you! I'm trying to get rid of some of the angst while still keeping them in character. I'm glad Spike is still Spike.
Thanks, Marzbar. Spike always proved that he could be kind to Buffy if she let him.
Intervention
“Xander, will you sit down for a moment?”
Giles’ tone halted the dark-haired man, and he flopped down in a chair across from the former watcher. Anya had escorted Dawn to school at Buffy’s behest, and the slayer was presumably at home having a discussion with Tara and Willow – one of those girl talks Xander had no desire to be privy to. “What’s shakin’?” he asked lightly.
“I, ah, I need to talk to you about Anya,” said the Englishman. He felt torn; on the one hand, he knew what would happen if he didn’t intervene, and on the other, he felt that it was not his business.
“You’re not going to fire her, are you? I know she’s a little blunt, a little strange, and all around greedy at times, but she’s a good worker.”
Disappointed, Giles replied, “No, I have no intention of firing her. This had nothing to do with me. Have you, um, have you been having second thoughts about the two of you?”
Xander gaped. Was it really that obvious? Had Anya noticed? “How did you know?”
“You’re a young man, you’ve experienced and seen more than anyone should have to deal with, and it can be confusing at times. Believe me, I know.” He had, after all, been baffled by his relationship with Jenny, and by the time he had made up his mind, it had been too late.
“Look, Giles, I get that you’re trying to be all fatherly after the whole Glory thing, but we’re good,” said Xander defensively. As he rose to continue unpacking the new shipment of books – he always helped around with the shop on his days off – Giles caught his arm.
“How would you feel if something were to happen to Anya?” the former watcher asked morbidly.
“Uh… awful? Giles, what’s gotten into you? You know how I would feel if something happened to her.”
“It feels a bit like a gaping hole in your heart,” Giles explained knowingly, “and nothing ever closes it. Nothing. If Anya died tomorrow, what would you regret most?”
“Not… not marrying her, trying to make a good life for us, I guess. Why are you going wiggy? Are you sure you’re Giles?”
“You rescued me after Angelus tortured me; I said that they made me see the things I wanted, and you asked why I would see you, do you remember?”
Content that Giles was in fact Giles, Xander settled down in his seat again. “Okay, so, you’re, what, thinking about Jenny and trying to keep me from making the same mistake?” As soon as the words left his mouth, he regretted his bluntness. To his surprise, the Englishman didn’t cringe.
“You could say that, but, um, just think of all the things you love about her. Don’t do anything rash in a moment of panic. I know how you react in dire situations, Xander, you’re usually the most level-headed.”
At that moment, Anya barged into the store and rolled her eyes dramatically. “I’m in desperate need of a few good orgasms, here. Buffy asked me to walk Dawn to school to make sure she was actually going so she could have some alone time with Willow and Tara – did Buffy turn gay and decided to participate in a threesome? Anyway, I got Dawn to school, and some pimply-faced boys kept staring at my breasts. They made me feel slimy, so we have to go now.”
Xander blushed furiously at Anya’s bluntness, and as she tugged on his arm, he grinned at Giles. “You heard her. I’ll have her back before the store opens.”
To Xander and Anya’s surprise, Giles merely shook his head and waved them toward the door. “Go, take the day off. This is, ah, one of those days where I would prefer to work the register myself.”
“It wouldn’t hurt for you to price the new candles a little higher, and don’t forget to count the money. All of these new bills are confusing.” All but dragging Xander from the shop after her, Anya continued her rambling, “Do you think the new bills were designed to confuse people, because I do. The fifties look like fives, not that I’ve seen more than one of the new fifties. People can be so stingy…”
As Anya’s voice faded, the ex-watcher could only smile. He would make things right somehow; Buffy’s life depended on it.
Thanks so much, Steph, Milva, Chanel 5, SuperstesDiligo, Iona, Tasha, Megan, Lilmamaday, Aisling, Jane, and Whisper.
Emma: I totally agree that they should have found a better way to get Giles to leave if Anthony Stewart Head was that determined to spend more time with his family. The way he left was cruel.
Bloodshedbaby: Thank you! I'm trying to get rid of some of the angst while still keeping them in character. I'm glad Spike is still Spike.
Thanks, Marzbar. Spike always proved that he could be kind to Buffy if she let him.
Intervention
“Xander, will you sit down for a moment?”
Giles’ tone halted the dark-haired man, and he flopped down in a chair across from the former watcher. Anya had escorted Dawn to school at Buffy’s behest, and the slayer was presumably at home having a discussion with Tara and Willow – one of those girl talks Xander had no desire to be privy to. “What’s shakin’?” he asked lightly.
“I, ah, I need to talk to you about Anya,” said the Englishman. He felt torn; on the one hand, he knew what would happen if he didn’t intervene, and on the other, he felt that it was not his business.
“You’re not going to fire her, are you? I know she’s a little blunt, a little strange, and all around greedy at times, but she’s a good worker.”
Disappointed, Giles replied, “No, I have no intention of firing her. This had nothing to do with me. Have you, um, have you been having second thoughts about the two of you?”
Xander gaped. Was it really that obvious? Had Anya noticed? “How did you know?”
“You’re a young man, you’ve experienced and seen more than anyone should have to deal with, and it can be confusing at times. Believe me, I know.” He had, after all, been baffled by his relationship with Jenny, and by the time he had made up his mind, it had been too late.
“Look, Giles, I get that you’re trying to be all fatherly after the whole Glory thing, but we’re good,” said Xander defensively. As he rose to continue unpacking the new shipment of books – he always helped around with the shop on his days off – Giles caught his arm.
“How would you feel if something were to happen to Anya?” the former watcher asked morbidly.
“Uh… awful? Giles, what’s gotten into you? You know how I would feel if something happened to her.”
“It feels a bit like a gaping hole in your heart,” Giles explained knowingly, “and nothing ever closes it. Nothing. If Anya died tomorrow, what would you regret most?”
“Not… not marrying her, trying to make a good life for us, I guess. Why are you going wiggy? Are you sure you’re Giles?”
“You rescued me after Angelus tortured me; I said that they made me see the things I wanted, and you asked why I would see you, do you remember?”
Content that Giles was in fact Giles, Xander settled down in his seat again. “Okay, so, you’re, what, thinking about Jenny and trying to keep me from making the same mistake?” As soon as the words left his mouth, he regretted his bluntness. To his surprise, the Englishman didn’t cringe.
“You could say that, but, um, just think of all the things you love about her. Don’t do anything rash in a moment of panic. I know how you react in dire situations, Xander, you’re usually the most level-headed.”
At that moment, Anya barged into the store and rolled her eyes dramatically. “I’m in desperate need of a few good orgasms, here. Buffy asked me to walk Dawn to school to make sure she was actually going so she could have some alone time with Willow and Tara – did Buffy turn gay and decided to participate in a threesome? Anyway, I got Dawn to school, and some pimply-faced boys kept staring at my breasts. They made me feel slimy, so we have to go now.”
Xander blushed furiously at Anya’s bluntness, and as she tugged on his arm, he grinned at Giles. “You heard her. I’ll have her back before the store opens.”
To Xander and Anya’s surprise, Giles merely shook his head and waved them toward the door. “Go, take the day off. This is, ah, one of those days where I would prefer to work the register myself.”
“It wouldn’t hurt for you to price the new candles a little higher, and don’t forget to count the money. All of these new bills are confusing.” All but dragging Xander from the shop after her, Anya continued her rambling, “Do you think the new bills were designed to confuse people, because I do. The fifties look like fives, not that I’ve seen more than one of the new fifties. People can be so stingy…”
As Anya’s voice faded, the ex-watcher could only smile. He would make things right somehow; Buffy’s life depended on it.