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Buffy stormed into the dorm room she shared with Willow. Slamming the door behind her, she saw a note on the bed.Picking it up she saw it was from Willow.
Dear Buffy,
I figured you'd get caught up with Giles so I called Oz. I hope you don't get mad, but he wanted to go see the new movie in town. I will be back in a few hours.
Love (and forgive?),
Willow
Balling the note up Buffy tossed it into the trash, laughing sharply."Oh yes, one of the longest
sessions with Giles ever."
Throwing herself on the bed, she looked at her bag that contained 'the book'. Giles dream book. Unable to resist, she took it out and started reading.
"This will be a journal,of sorts. I am showing this to no one and will, one day,burn the bloody thing. On the following pages I will write the dreams I have.I'm doing this as self therapy.My dreams of late have been,graphic and intense.This is the way I will deal with them."
Sighing, Buffy turned the page."You even write,talking to yourself.Oh,Giles,what is going on?"
Knowing what was awaiting her in the middle of the book,she braced herself and read on.
"The dreams started again tonight. It's not that I'm not used to dreaming about her.It's just not ever been like this.If I'm honest with myself,I know that Quentins little 'you have a fathers love for her' speach brought them on.This isn't the first of these type of dreams,just the first I've had since buying this blasted book.The other dreams plaguing me have subsided for a few weeks.They are the most frightning. For my sanities sake,the ones of late have just involved Buffy.
"It started with Buffy,dressed in her usual patrol outfit,walking into the library.It was quite obviously late and I was sitting alone at the table. As I glanced up at her,I saw blood running down her face.Jumping up in alarm,I raced towards her, pulling a kerchief out of my pocket as I went.
"She fell into my arms sobbing,mumbling something about betrayal.I held her close,crooning in her ear,telling her it would be OK.She drew a last breath and went still in my arms.It was then that I awoke to find tears running down my face. Will I never live down that awful night?"
Buffy,sobbing from the memory and obviouis pain Giles was still feeling from it,turned to the
next page.
"My dreams are starting to take a more...disturbing tone? No, not disturbing,just inappropiate.I've always known that the feelings I've had for Buffy were much more than Watcher/Slayer.I think that Quentins speech unsetteled me as well. I hate
having to catagorize the feelings,or even the relationship, but a bloody father/daughter one is not the slot I would give it.
"My dreams are starting to suggest something I'm not sure I can handle at this point.The only thing I can think is that when I thought I would lose Buffy to madness I realized,if only on a subconscious level,my true feelings for her.
"In this dream we were training in my towne house. Buffy was wearing the strips of fabric she calls a workout outfit.In fact, it was my favorite one.I was dressed in full body pads. We seemed to be practicing hand to hand,as neither of us had a weapon
in hand.It went as is normal until Buffy gave me a nasty shot to the head while sweeping my legs out from underneath me.I fell to the floor with a thud and laid there not moving.
"Buffy cried out in alarm and knelt down next to my form. She started removing the pads until I was in my under shirt and shorts.Running her small,soft hands over my body,she checked for injuries. As they ran down my legs,my-uh member rose,causing my shorts to tent noticeably.
"Seeing this Buffy chuckeled,saying,"Oh Giles,I think I found your source of pain.Let me help you with it." She brought her hands up but I stopped her before they reached their destination.Hauling her up my body,onto my chest,I cupped her face between my hands.Softly kissing her nose,I told her no,I loved her too much and we would be taking it much slower than that.
"She smiled and brushed her lips over mine before jumping up and hauling me to my feet. Laughing, she ran her hand through my hair and patted my chest and turned and left the room. I awoke at that point, my shorts looking much like they had in the dream."
Buffy moaned aloud,squirming on her bed at the picture now burned in her mind forever.How could she face Giles now when everytime she looked into his green eyes she would wonder and remember?