A Wolf & His Mate
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Finding a Connection
Title: A Wolf & His Mate
Part Five
Author: Tygerlily
Angeulsblood@yahoo.com
Disclamer: All belong to Joss and cot sit since I asked nicely he said I could play with them for awhile for your enjoyment!
All the other good stuff like Disclamer, summary etook ook to previous parts :-)
AN: #Spoken Thoughts#
PART 5 – Finding a Connection
*-----*
Slayer and werewolf walked along the quiet streets hand in hand just enjoying one another’s company. They both knew that they were going to have some explaining to do tomorrow.
Buffy was so unsure of everything at that moment in time. First there was the obligation to her long-time best friend, Willow and then there was the new obligation to her newest friend, Oz.
‘What the hell am I going to do? Ok yes Willow is my best friend and yes there is the whole she’s a girl, I’m a girl code but Oz is well…Oz. We share this freaky yet comforting connection. Arrgghh, God what am I going to do?’ she thought with a heavy sigh
#Buffy, talk to me#
The blonde stopped abruptly, both looked at each other in awe.
“Did you just…”
“I think I just…”
No more than a moment passed before they both sprinted off in the same direction with the same thought running through both their minds
‘Giles will know what’s going on’
*-----*
Rupert Giles rolled over in his bed trying to crawl out from under the cover of sleep. It was well passed midnight and Buffy had already called earlier to say that she was skipping patrol that night. Though he wasn’t pleased he let it slide knowing that she was spending the evening with the recently returned werewolf.
As the pounding on his front door continued Giles began to become more and more awake and alert to his surroundings. Eventually the frantic voice of his Slayer penetrated his mind. Instantly he was on his feet and bounding down the steps to come to her aid, only stopping a brief second to procure a weapon.
Giles rd thd the door open, sword at the ready. The Watcher back peddled into the apartment as he was bombarded with questions and explanations from the werewolf and his Slayer. After about a minute of the incoherent babble he had enough.
“For God’s sake stop just for minute, now why don’t we sit down and you two start from the beginning”
Buffy headed towards the couch and sat down; Oz came up behind her and flopped down next to her. A million thoughts were swirling around Buffy’s head; she unconsciously sought comfort from her soon-to-be-mate by grasping Oz’s hand.
Though neither knew it at the time things were about to change...drastically. As Giles puttered around the kitchen he couldn’t help but wonder about those two. He’d always know that they shared a connection but he never thought…
‘No, it can’t be’
Giles set down the tray of cakes and tea on the small table and then took a seat in the chair adjacent to the couch.
“Now start from the very beginning”
About and hour and a half later the room was submerged in a tense silence. Buffy was practically in Oz’s lap clinging to him as if her life depended on it. The entire time she could feel his emotions continue to wash over her. At times she felt his joy then his pain and confusion.
It was the same for Oz; he could feel Buffy’s conflicting emotions wash over him as the conversation wore on. Giles watched all of this with great interest. When he received The Codex so long ago from Angel, he studied it extensively.
After all the excitement with ‘The Master’, Giles spent that summer researching Slayer lore. What he found was most interesting, there was one passage written by Loup de Neige, the pack leader of the ancient Clan of Limoges.
“I’m sure you remember your ordeal with the Master, Buffy.” At her nod, he continued. “Well I began to study the Codex profusely, learning everything I could that might be relevant to you”
Giles could see that he had both their full and undivided attention so he continued. “Well I came across a passage that referred to a Slayer and a werewolf. It was foretold by Loup de Neige who was an ancient pack leader…” at Oz’s arched brow the Watcher trailed off.
“You know of him?”
Oz hesitated for a moment but answered honestly. “Yes, on my travels I ended up in the French countryside for awhile. There I learned about the history of the wolf and things of that nature”
The Watcher removed his glasses and began to wipe them with the hem of his s. “Y. “Yes well in the prophecy I mentioned it speaks of a Slayer and her mate defeating something, I don’t know what. I never fully translated it because it clearly stated her mate was a werewolf but now…” he trailed off clearly leaving the rest unsaid.
At this Buffy felt the need to speak up “Well Oz and I, we’re not exactly…” she looked to the man beside her for help.
“…a thing” Oz offered
Giles looked between the two somewhat confused. It was obvious to most the okenoken connection these two shared. “Well I see but did you not say that earlier you could clearly Oz’s voice inside you mind”
The Watcher sighed heavily at the silence he received at his comment. “Look whether you two believe it or not there is something between you. In fact I know that you both can feel it. Being able to communicate telepathically will only be the beginning”
Buffy and Oz shared a knowing glance. Oz then turned to Giles is askance.
“So do you have any idea what exactly is happening to us?”
“All I know for sure is that you two are bonded somehow. I’ll have to do some research, I promise to call as soon as I find something”
The two took that as their cue to take their leave, as they headed toward the door Oz took Buffy’s hand in his. Just as they were out the door Giles voice brought them to a halt.
“Perhaps we should call the others, it would more than likely make things a lot faster. Willow might be able to find somng ong on the net”
“NO” at the mention of Willow both began to panic. Buffy saw the perplexed look that had settled on her Watcher’s face.
“It’s just that we don’t know what exactly is going on yet and well…we’d like to keep this…private. If you know what we mean”
Giles looked to Oz in confirmation. “What she said.”
“Alright, whatever you think is best. I’ll give you call tomorrow…err later today”
Slayer and werewolf nodded their thanks and then turned and hand in hand sauntered back out into the night.
Rupert Giles turned his back toward the door and began to sift through is books. His thoughts turned towards a bouncy little red head who was about to have her heart broken all of again
*-----*
Willow walked along the deceptively quiet streets of Sunnydale. She was beyond thrilled that ad rad returned but she just couldn’t shake the feeling that something was decidedly wrong with the werewolf.
‘Before he left I was like his world, I mean he even said it once. ‘Willow goes, so goes my nation’ or something like that. I mean I was his everything and now…I’m not’
The red head continued to slowly drag her feet back to the dorms. Her heart grew even heavier as she realized that she wouldn’t have her friend to return to.
Willow brightened considerably as she realized that she only had one late class tomorrow and Buffy had none. The witch decided to head over to her friend’s apartment knowing she could crash there for the night and have a total ‘Oz fest’ while she was there.
Buffy had always been sensitive to her problems with Oz. The blonde knew what it was like to know a t lot love and then have it ripped out from under you. So with that the red head made a right instead of a left and headed for the Slayer’s apartment complex.
*-----*
The pair walked through Weatherly Park in what looked to be a comfortable silence but not everything is as it seems on the Hellmouth.
#Wow we’ve gotten extremely good at this, I mean we just got this nifty little power tonight#
Oz arched and eyebrow and looked over at the blonde. #Nifty?#
The little blonde stopped and looked at him with the cutest pout on her lips. #I happen to like that word. It’s a good word, nifty. It’s like spiffy or snippy. They’re all very good words#
At this a small smile graced his face. #I got the great stoic and monosyllabic Oz to crack a smile. Yes it maybe a small one but a small none the less# she said in triumph. This made the werewolf begin to laugh out loud.
Buffy couldn’t help but join in, eventually their laughter died down and they found that they had somehow moved closer to one another. Oz was entranced by the blonde’s small pink full lips. He realized he was a breath away from kissing her all he had to do was lean forward he did just that.
When Buffy’s lips parted under his, he slid his hands into her hair as they began to tangle in the silken tresses. Soon he deepened the kiss, gliding his tongue over her bottom lip asking for entrance which she immediately granted.
She let him take his time exploring the confines of her sweet mouth. His tongue glided smoothly against hers. She gripped his shoulders tightly as he pressed his hands in between her shoulder blades causing her to moan into his mouth. The Slayer became slack in the werewolf’s arms as he gently bit and suckled her bottom lip in his mouth.
Eventually both pulled back when oxygen became an issue but neither moved from the embrace. Oz pressed his forehead against hers, both still panting from the intensity of the kiss.
“Let’s go” she stared at him for a moment before he took her hand in his and they both eagerly exited the park.
*-----*
The pair stumbled up the steps of the apartment building, taking time to kiss and touch one another any chance they had. Buffy was giggling as Oz was sng ong on the pulse point on her neck. The mood was shattered as they heard a familiar red head.
“Buffy?”
#This isn’t good.#
#What are we going to do?#
Oz could see that his little Slayer was going to have a panic attack so he decided to all the talking. Besides he never said all that much anyway. As the pair rounded the corner they were greeted with the sight of Willow with a pillow in one hand and an overnight bag in the other.
“Hi Buffy…What’s Oz doing here? What *are* you doing here?”
It seemed as though Buffy had lost all ability to form any type of coherent speech, just as Oz had suspected so he jumped in hoping that It would be enough to appease the red headed witch.
“The band house isn’t exactly the best place to be if you actually wanna sleep. So Buffy was cool enough to let me crash here”
This seemed to pull Buffy out of her stupor and was able to produce a resounding ‘yeah what he said’ before she let them both into the apartment.
‘Its gonna be a long night’
2 hours later
Buffy and Oz were more than ready to fall into bed and not necessarily separate ones. Willow had kept them up and apart for the past two hours. Neither really knew what exactly what the witch was babbling about at that point.
After about the first hour they found if they nodded and made sounds of agreement and encouragement at the correct intervals there was no need to actually listen. The red heas sas so oblivious to her surroundings that the Slayer and werewolf were able to steal quick brushes of the hand and glances of one another.
As four in the morning rolled around Buffy finally decided it was time to put a stop to this. She opened up the link and began to slowly tap on the mental door in Oz’s mind. All too soon the link between them was flowing freely as were there thoughts.
#I’m sleepy#
#Well you know how Will is when she gets going#
#Yeah I know, so watch and learn Mr. Osbourne#
“Uh, Wills if you don’t mind I’m kinda tired so I’m gonna hit the sack. You know the saying: ‘A sleepy Slayer is a cranky Slayer’”
At this the red head smiled “Oh don’t I know it. It is pretty late. So how are we gonna do this?”
#Do What?# was said at the same time but Buffy was the one to ask aloud.
“What do you mean?”
Willow looked at Buffy as if she had three heads. “There is three of us and only two bedrooms let alone only two beds”
‘Oh’
“Oh”
“Well originally I was just gonna crash in the guest room but you’re welcome to it” Oz said in his usual monotone voice, giving nothing away as usual.
Willow knew that she shouldn’t expect for Oz to jump back into her arms but she couldn’t help but be disappointed. She didn’t want him to have to sleep on the lumpy couch. Before she could say anything about it Buffy offered up her own room.
“You could sleep with me…I mean you know the bed is big enough and the couch just sucks to sleep on”
Oz seemed to have no objections as he headed for the room before saying a quick goodnight to his ex.
Buffy turned towards Willow hoping to ease at least some her friend’s pain and some of her own guilt.
“The couch really does suck to sleep on and well I know that you two aren’t exactly on the best of terms and well…don’t be mad”
Willow smiled slightly at her the babbled explanation. “It’s cool Buffy, I just kinda wanna be alone though, if that’s ok”
“Yeah of course”
With that the red head turned toward the guest room, Buffy stood there until she heard the soft click of the door closing before padding down the hall to her own room. She felt a twinge of guilt in her heart at what she was doing to her friend behind her back.
Though that same twinge melted away as she felt soft yet firm lips pressing gentle butterfly kisses along her neck, turning in his embrace her back pressed against the door closing it firmly in the process.
#Come to bed#
Those were the last words Buffy heard before falling into a state of euphoria.
*-----*
END OF PART FIVE
AN: Alright I believe I promised a very not so pg scene in this chapter and I did not deliver so I apologize. I just couldn’t do it, it would’ve been so tacky with Willow down the hall but I promise next chappie you will have Buffy/Oz luvin’
So you guys remember how this works. Review for more and let me know what you thought.
Part Five
Author: Tygerlily
Angeulsblood@yahoo.com
Disclamer: All belong to Joss and cot sit since I asked nicely he said I could play with them for awhile for your enjoyment!
All the other good stuff like Disclamer, summary etook ook to previous parts :-)
AN: #Spoken Thoughts#
PART 5 – Finding a Connection
*-----*
Slayer and werewolf walked along the quiet streets hand in hand just enjoying one another’s company. They both knew that they were going to have some explaining to do tomorrow.
Buffy was so unsure of everything at that moment in time. First there was the obligation to her long-time best friend, Willow and then there was the new obligation to her newest friend, Oz.
‘What the hell am I going to do? Ok yes Willow is my best friend and yes there is the whole she’s a girl, I’m a girl code but Oz is well…Oz. We share this freaky yet comforting connection. Arrgghh, God what am I going to do?’ she thought with a heavy sigh
#Buffy, talk to me#
The blonde stopped abruptly, both looked at each other in awe.
“Did you just…”
“I think I just…”
No more than a moment passed before they both sprinted off in the same direction with the same thought running through both their minds
‘Giles will know what’s going on’
*-----*
Rupert Giles rolled over in his bed trying to crawl out from under the cover of sleep. It was well passed midnight and Buffy had already called earlier to say that she was skipping patrol that night. Though he wasn’t pleased he let it slide knowing that she was spending the evening with the recently returned werewolf.
As the pounding on his front door continued Giles began to become more and more awake and alert to his surroundings. Eventually the frantic voice of his Slayer penetrated his mind. Instantly he was on his feet and bounding down the steps to come to her aid, only stopping a brief second to procure a weapon.
Giles rd thd the door open, sword at the ready. The Watcher back peddled into the apartment as he was bombarded with questions and explanations from the werewolf and his Slayer. After about a minute of the incoherent babble he had enough.
“For God’s sake stop just for minute, now why don’t we sit down and you two start from the beginning”
Buffy headed towards the couch and sat down; Oz came up behind her and flopped down next to her. A million thoughts were swirling around Buffy’s head; she unconsciously sought comfort from her soon-to-be-mate by grasping Oz’s hand.
Though neither knew it at the time things were about to change...drastically. As Giles puttered around the kitchen he couldn’t help but wonder about those two. He’d always know that they shared a connection but he never thought…
‘No, it can’t be’
Giles set down the tray of cakes and tea on the small table and then took a seat in the chair adjacent to the couch.
“Now start from the very beginning”
About and hour and a half later the room was submerged in a tense silence. Buffy was practically in Oz’s lap clinging to him as if her life depended on it. The entire time she could feel his emotions continue to wash over her. At times she felt his joy then his pain and confusion.
It was the same for Oz; he could feel Buffy’s conflicting emotions wash over him as the conversation wore on. Giles watched all of this with great interest. When he received The Codex so long ago from Angel, he studied it extensively.
After all the excitement with ‘The Master’, Giles spent that summer researching Slayer lore. What he found was most interesting, there was one passage written by Loup de Neige, the pack leader of the ancient Clan of Limoges.
“I’m sure you remember your ordeal with the Master, Buffy.” At her nod, he continued. “Well I began to study the Codex profusely, learning everything I could that might be relevant to you”
Giles could see that he had both their full and undivided attention so he continued. “Well I came across a passage that referred to a Slayer and a werewolf. It was foretold by Loup de Neige who was an ancient pack leader…” at Oz’s arched brow the Watcher trailed off.
“You know of him?”
Oz hesitated for a moment but answered honestly. “Yes, on my travels I ended up in the French countryside for awhile. There I learned about the history of the wolf and things of that nature”
The Watcher removed his glasses and began to wipe them with the hem of his s. “Y. “Yes well in the prophecy I mentioned it speaks of a Slayer and her mate defeating something, I don’t know what. I never fully translated it because it clearly stated her mate was a werewolf but now…” he trailed off clearly leaving the rest unsaid.
At this Buffy felt the need to speak up “Well Oz and I, we’re not exactly…” she looked to the man beside her for help.
“…a thing” Oz offered
Giles looked between the two somewhat confused. It was obvious to most the okenoken connection these two shared. “Well I see but did you not say that earlier you could clearly Oz’s voice inside you mind”
The Watcher sighed heavily at the silence he received at his comment. “Look whether you two believe it or not there is something between you. In fact I know that you both can feel it. Being able to communicate telepathically will only be the beginning”
Buffy and Oz shared a knowing glance. Oz then turned to Giles is askance.
“So do you have any idea what exactly is happening to us?”
“All I know for sure is that you two are bonded somehow. I’ll have to do some research, I promise to call as soon as I find something”
The two took that as their cue to take their leave, as they headed toward the door Oz took Buffy’s hand in his. Just as they were out the door Giles voice brought them to a halt.
“Perhaps we should call the others, it would more than likely make things a lot faster. Willow might be able to find somng ong on the net”
“NO” at the mention of Willow both began to panic. Buffy saw the perplexed look that had settled on her Watcher’s face.
“It’s just that we don’t know what exactly is going on yet and well…we’d like to keep this…private. If you know what we mean”
Giles looked to Oz in confirmation. “What she said.”
“Alright, whatever you think is best. I’ll give you call tomorrow…err later today”
Slayer and werewolf nodded their thanks and then turned and hand in hand sauntered back out into the night.
Rupert Giles turned his back toward the door and began to sift through is books. His thoughts turned towards a bouncy little red head who was about to have her heart broken all of again
*-----*
Willow walked along the deceptively quiet streets of Sunnydale. She was beyond thrilled that ad rad returned but she just couldn’t shake the feeling that something was decidedly wrong with the werewolf.
‘Before he left I was like his world, I mean he even said it once. ‘Willow goes, so goes my nation’ or something like that. I mean I was his everything and now…I’m not’
The red head continued to slowly drag her feet back to the dorms. Her heart grew even heavier as she realized that she wouldn’t have her friend to return to.
Willow brightened considerably as she realized that she only had one late class tomorrow and Buffy had none. The witch decided to head over to her friend’s apartment knowing she could crash there for the night and have a total ‘Oz fest’ while she was there.
Buffy had always been sensitive to her problems with Oz. The blonde knew what it was like to know a t lot love and then have it ripped out from under you. So with that the red head made a right instead of a left and headed for the Slayer’s apartment complex.
*-----*
The pair walked through Weatherly Park in what looked to be a comfortable silence but not everything is as it seems on the Hellmouth.
#Wow we’ve gotten extremely good at this, I mean we just got this nifty little power tonight#
Oz arched and eyebrow and looked over at the blonde. #Nifty?#
The little blonde stopped and looked at him with the cutest pout on her lips. #I happen to like that word. It’s a good word, nifty. It’s like spiffy or snippy. They’re all very good words#
At this a small smile graced his face. #I got the great stoic and monosyllabic Oz to crack a smile. Yes it maybe a small one but a small none the less# she said in triumph. This made the werewolf begin to laugh out loud.
Buffy couldn’t help but join in, eventually their laughter died down and they found that they had somehow moved closer to one another. Oz was entranced by the blonde’s small pink full lips. He realized he was a breath away from kissing her all he had to do was lean forward he did just that.
When Buffy’s lips parted under his, he slid his hands into her hair as they began to tangle in the silken tresses. Soon he deepened the kiss, gliding his tongue over her bottom lip asking for entrance which she immediately granted.
She let him take his time exploring the confines of her sweet mouth. His tongue glided smoothly against hers. She gripped his shoulders tightly as he pressed his hands in between her shoulder blades causing her to moan into his mouth. The Slayer became slack in the werewolf’s arms as he gently bit and suckled her bottom lip in his mouth.
Eventually both pulled back when oxygen became an issue but neither moved from the embrace. Oz pressed his forehead against hers, both still panting from the intensity of the kiss.
“Let’s go” she stared at him for a moment before he took her hand in his and they both eagerly exited the park.
*-----*
The pair stumbled up the steps of the apartment building, taking time to kiss and touch one another any chance they had. Buffy was giggling as Oz was sng ong on the pulse point on her neck. The mood was shattered as they heard a familiar red head.
“Buffy?”
#This isn’t good.#
#What are we going to do?#
Oz could see that his little Slayer was going to have a panic attack so he decided to all the talking. Besides he never said all that much anyway. As the pair rounded the corner they were greeted with the sight of Willow with a pillow in one hand and an overnight bag in the other.
“Hi Buffy…What’s Oz doing here? What *are* you doing here?”
It seemed as though Buffy had lost all ability to form any type of coherent speech, just as Oz had suspected so he jumped in hoping that It would be enough to appease the red headed witch.
“The band house isn’t exactly the best place to be if you actually wanna sleep. So Buffy was cool enough to let me crash here”
This seemed to pull Buffy out of her stupor and was able to produce a resounding ‘yeah what he said’ before she let them both into the apartment.
‘Its gonna be a long night’
2 hours later
Buffy and Oz were more than ready to fall into bed and not necessarily separate ones. Willow had kept them up and apart for the past two hours. Neither really knew what exactly what the witch was babbling about at that point.
After about the first hour they found if they nodded and made sounds of agreement and encouragement at the correct intervals there was no need to actually listen. The red heas sas so oblivious to her surroundings that the Slayer and werewolf were able to steal quick brushes of the hand and glances of one another.
As four in the morning rolled around Buffy finally decided it was time to put a stop to this. She opened up the link and began to slowly tap on the mental door in Oz’s mind. All too soon the link between them was flowing freely as were there thoughts.
#I’m sleepy#
#Well you know how Will is when she gets going#
#Yeah I know, so watch and learn Mr. Osbourne#
“Uh, Wills if you don’t mind I’m kinda tired so I’m gonna hit the sack. You know the saying: ‘A sleepy Slayer is a cranky Slayer’”
At this the red head smiled “Oh don’t I know it. It is pretty late. So how are we gonna do this?”
#Do What?# was said at the same time but Buffy was the one to ask aloud.
“What do you mean?”
Willow looked at Buffy as if she had three heads. “There is three of us and only two bedrooms let alone only two beds”
‘Oh’
“Oh”
“Well originally I was just gonna crash in the guest room but you’re welcome to it” Oz said in his usual monotone voice, giving nothing away as usual.
Willow knew that she shouldn’t expect for Oz to jump back into her arms but she couldn’t help but be disappointed. She didn’t want him to have to sleep on the lumpy couch. Before she could say anything about it Buffy offered up her own room.
“You could sleep with me…I mean you know the bed is big enough and the couch just sucks to sleep on”
Oz seemed to have no objections as he headed for the room before saying a quick goodnight to his ex.
Buffy turned towards Willow hoping to ease at least some her friend’s pain and some of her own guilt.
“The couch really does suck to sleep on and well I know that you two aren’t exactly on the best of terms and well…don’t be mad”
Willow smiled slightly at her the babbled explanation. “It’s cool Buffy, I just kinda wanna be alone though, if that’s ok”
“Yeah of course”
With that the red head turned toward the guest room, Buffy stood there until she heard the soft click of the door closing before padding down the hall to her own room. She felt a twinge of guilt in her heart at what she was doing to her friend behind her back.
Though that same twinge melted away as she felt soft yet firm lips pressing gentle butterfly kisses along her neck, turning in his embrace her back pressed against the door closing it firmly in the process.
#Come to bed#
Those were the last words Buffy heard before falling into a state of euphoria.
*-----*
END OF PART FIVE
AN: Alright I believe I promised a very not so pg scene in this chapter and I did not deliver so I apologize. I just couldn’t do it, it would’ve been so tacky with Willow down the hall but I promise next chappie you will have Buffy/Oz luvin’
So you guys remember how this works. Review for more and let me know what you thought.