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Title: Band Cookies (1 of 3)
Author: Michelle
Date: Oct 30, 2003
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Buffy/Giles
Summary: Willow makes some cookies with unexpected results. Response to Challenge #9 on ODD
Disclaimer: These are not my characters. They belong to Joss, Twentieth Century Fox, UPN, WB & Mutant Enemy. This is purely for fun.
Spoilers: Thru the end of season three, so not really.
Feedback: I love it, want it, and need it.
Distribution: ODD. Anyone else, just ask.

Author's note 1: This is in response to a challenge. I do not want to spoil the story, so the challenge is listed at the end of the story.

Author's note 2: Giles was put on probation after the events in "Helpless," not fired. Wesley was brought in to be Faith's Watcher, not as a replacement for Giles. Wesley will report to the Council if Giles disobeys the Council again. Faith is not bad. Cordelia's family has not yet been audited by the IRS. These [ ] denote thoughts.

Thanks to my betas for helping my characters stay in character. Without your help Wesley would have sounded too much like Spike.

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Buffy finally had a quiet evening to herself. Her mother was gone for the weekend, and Faith had offered to patrol alone tonight. She was reaching for the faucet to run water for a bath when the phone rang. She walked to the phone. "Hello."

"Buffy! You have to come to the library. Quick! Something's happened to Giles!" Willow said quickly on the other end of the phone.

"Will, what . . . ?" Buffy started to ask, but Willow had already hung up. In an instant she hung up the phone and was racing for the door. [I have to get to Giles. If anything happens to him . . .] She didn't let herself finish that thought. She couldn't let her mind go there.

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Buffy burst through the doors to the library. It was empty. She ran back to Giles' office. "Willow! Giles! Where are you?" No one there. Then she heard Giles' voice.

"Buffy, are you here? Willow said you needed help."

"Giles, what's going on here?" Buffy asked as she hurried out of the office. "I got this call from Willow . . . " Her voice trailed off as she noticed a note and a plate of cookies on the table. Giles was picking up the note as Buffy asked, "Did you say you talked to Willow?"

"Oh, yes. She said you needed my help and that you would meet me in the library. But I think we've both been tricked." He said as he handed her the note.

'Ever since Buffy's birthday the two of you have kept your distance from each other. You need to face what happened together and work things out. I didn't think you would do it on your own, so here's your chance. I expect you to work things out tonight. I even made you some cookies in case you get hungry.


Giles already had a cookie in his hand. "It would be a shame to let them go to waste." He handed one to Buffy.

She took a bite. They were double chocolate chunk cookies. Willow knew they were her favorites. "Hey, these are really good. I guess we can forgive her. She's just trying to help."

"Yes, I suppose." He paused, trying to think of what to say to Buffy. "Buffy, we really should talk about what happened on your birthday." He took off his jacket and laid it across a chair before sitting, taking another of the cookies as he sat. "I never wanted to hurt you. That's the reason I told you about the test. Once I had discovered the full extent of the Cruciamentum, I couldn't stand idly by and let you get hurt. That's why I did what I could to help you."

"I know you did, Giles. It's never been about that."

"What, then?"

"Your feelings. I know you care about me, and I even thought you loved me, but to learn that you think of me as a daughter . . . " She was pacing back and forth, not wanting to face him.

"I don't," he said.

"Don't what?" She stopped and looked at him.

"I don't think of you as a daughter. Quentin was wrong. If he had known my true feelings for you, he would never have allowed me to stay." Buffy didn't say anything, so he continued. "I do love you, but not as a daughter. I was hoping to tell you on your birthday, but then the council insisted that I follow through with that ridiculous test." He grabbed another cookie while he waited for her response.

She sat on the table near him and took another cookie for herself. She slowly ate it as she stalled for time. "Why my birthday?"

He took a deep breath. [I have to tell her sometime. It might as well be now.] "We couldn't have the type of relationship I would want while you were underage. I'm fairly certain you don't think of me the same way. I'm just Giles to you, just your watcher."

"You could never be just my watcher." She leaned back a little as she crossed her legs allowing her skirt to ride up a bit. "I've never wanted you to be just my watcher, and I've wanted to be more than your slayer for a while. I want you to do more than teach me and train me."

Giles stood and moved to stand by her. Buffy ran her hand up her thigh moving her skirt up a little more. He placed his hand on hers. "Is this what you want?" He whispered, hardly believing that this was happening. Her only response was to move her hand up a little more, taking his with it. "If you want this, just tell me, and I'll do whatever you want." He placed his other hand on her bare knee.

Something in the back of her mind was telling her that this wasn't right, that she shouldn't be doing this. She knew that she wouldn't normally act this way. She sat up and putting her lips close to his ear, whispered, "I want you, but not here. Someone could come in and catch us."

He pushed her back onto the table and let his hand slide up her skirt. "But that's half the fun, Luv." He said with a Ripperish gleam in his eye. Then he kissed her, and nothing else mattered.

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Buffy woke to the sound of a telephone ringing. She could hear Giles' voice as he talked. She only heard one side of the conversation, but she could imagine what was being said on the other end. "Hello? Yes. She spent the night here. She was asleep when we left the library. I thought it best to not wake her, so I brought her home with me. Yes, Willow, we worked things out. But I have to ask what you put in those cookies. Pardon me? What were you thinking? We will discuss this later. She's still asleep. We were up late. Goodbye." She heard him hang up the phone and walk up the stairs. "Good Morning. Did you sleep well?"

"I think so, but I had some strange dreams."

He brushed a strand of hair away from her face and gave her a small kiss on the lips. "It wasn't a dream. Willow found some leftover band candy and used it to make the cookies. She thought it would relax us so we could talk."

"Oh God. It really happened? We . . . I mean . . . you and I . . . ?"

"Yes." He sat on the edge of the bed. "Do you regret it?"

"I wish it could have happened under different circumstances, but, no, I don't regret it." She sat up. "At least our feelings are out in the open now. That's a major relief." She looked down at what she was wearing. "Hey. Isn't this the shirt you were wearing yesterday?"

"Yes. I thought it would be more comfortable for you to sleep in than your clothes." He pointed across the room. "Your clothes are over there. I'll leave you to dress. Come downstairs when you're done. I've made breakfast." He kissed her lightly and went downstairs.

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Buffy sat on the couch next to Giles. "You were quiet during breakfast." She said after taking a moment to get comfortable.

"I thought it best to talk after we ate." He replied.

They sat in silence for a while until Buffy suddenly spoke. "What are we going to do on Monday?"


School. Remember?"

"To be honest, I hadn't really given it much thought."

"It's gonna be weird. What if someone saw us? What if. . . .?" His finger on her lips silenced her.

"It won't do any good to worry about it now." His lips replaced his finger as he put his arms around her. She melted into his embrace.

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Buffy walked into the library. She'd been avoiding it all day. She saw Willow sitting at the table. "Hey, Will. Is Giles around?"

"He's in his office making tea or something."

"What about Wesley?"

"He took Faith outside to train. They won't be back for a while."

"Good we have a few minutes to talk." She sat next to Willow. "What were you thinking making those cookies?"

"I thought it would help you relax so you could talk and sort out your problems?"

"Oh, we were relaxed all right, but there wasn't much talking."

"Then what . . . Oh . . . Oh! You and Giles . . . " Willow stopped and tried again. "I mean . . . Did you . . . ?"

"Yea, three times." Buffy said dreamily.

"You went back to his place and . . . ?" Willow couldn't bring herself to say what she was thinking. "But when I called, he said you were asleep when you left the library."

"It happened right here in the library." She saw the look on Willow's face. "Well, we weren't exactly ourselves. It's partly your fault. Did you have to use band candy? Remember how Giles got last time."

"Buffy, I'm sorry. I really didn't think it would go that far. I didn't use that much. Are you mad?"

"No. Just don't tell anyone. I don't think I can handle anyone knowing about this." She heard the office door open. "Will, could you let me talk to him alone? I don't think I can do it with you here."

"Sure. I'll call you later." They stood, and she gave Buffy a brief hug. "It'll be okay. I won't say a word to anyone."

"Thanks, Will." She was still watching Willow leave when she felt Giles behind her.

"There you are. I haven't seen you all day," Giles said.

"I've been here. I've been busy. I had some errands to run before school. A-and. . . ." She faltered when she felt his hand on her shoulder. He gently turned her around to face him. She couldn't meet his gaze.

He put a finger under her chin and brought her face up so he could look into her eyes. "Have you been avoiding me?"

"I was afraid to see you, especially with others around. I thought people might see us and know what we did."

"How would they know?"

"They would see how we look at each other. They would know something's different." She pulled away from him and looked down at her feet. "I can't look at you the same way I used to. Everything is different now. I wish things could go back to the way they were." She didn't really mean it, but she was scared. If the Council found out, he could be sent away. She glanced up and saw the hurt look in his eyes.

"Buffy, do you really mean that? Do you really want things to be the way they were?"

"No. But things were a lot easier before my birthday. Things are so complicated now." She was quiet for a moment. "Did you mean what you said Friday night, or was that just Ripper saying what I wanted to hear?"

"I meant every word. I love you, Buffy. I think I've loved you since the moment you first walked into my library. At first it was like a father's love for a daughter, but it grew beyond that. I love you more than anything in this world, more than life itself."

"If Wesley finds out, he'll tell the council about us. They'll send you away." She was on the verge of tears. "I can't live without you."

"I won't let them keep us apart. I can make sure Wesley doesn't say anything if he finds out, but there should be no reason for him to find out." He put his arms around her and held her tight. "I won't let him stand in our way."

"Willow knows. I told her before you came out of your office. I'm sure she won't say anything. She knows that we can't lose you and only have Wesley here to train Faith and me." They both laughed at that.

"You just need to get back into a routine. That would help us feel less awkward around each other. Do you think you're up for some training?" He asked as he let go of her to look into her eyes.

"Sure, why not. I could use some exercise after all that food you fed me over the weekend. I never knew you could cook like that."

"There's more where that came from."

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continued in part 2
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