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Title: A Sunnydale Auction
Author: Michelle
Email: mrsdrake@sff.net
Date: January 2004
Rating: PG
Pairing: Buffy/Giles
Summary: Giles agrees to be part of a bachelor auction. Response to the Monday Mini-Challenge #7 on GilesRulesBaby
Spoilers: Season six up to Flooded.
Feedback: I love it, want it, and need it.
Distribution: If you want it, you can have it. Just tell me where to find it.
Disclaimer: These are not my characters. They belong to Joss, Twentieth Century Fox, UPN, WB & Mutant Enemy. This is purely for fun.

Author’s note: This takes place after Buffy learns about all the financial problems, but before Giles comes back. No one called to tell him that Buffy is alive. Thoughts are in single quotes.

* * * * *

Saturday Morning – The Kitchen in the Summer’s Home

“Come on, Buffy. It’ll be fun,” Dawn begged. “It’s for a good cause.”

“No, Dawn. I don’t want to go. Besides, we don’t have any money to spend on it.”

“You might meet a really good guy.”

“Are you trying to set me up?” Buffy asked. “Do you know who’s going to be there?”

“We just thought...” Dawn started.

“We? Who else is in on this?”

“Just Willow and Tara. . .and Anya.”

On cue, Willow and Tara walked into the kitchen. “Good morning,” Willow said. “Did you tell Buffy about the bachelor auction?”

“This is your idea, Will?” Buffy asked.

“Dawn saw the ad for it. I thought it would be a fun girls only kinda thing. We pooled some money together so we could make a bid. I don’t think we’ll win or anything.”

Tara put a hand on Willow’s shoulder to stop her rambling. “We thought you should get out and have some fun.”

“So what’s the charity?”

“The money is going to help renovate the Sunnydale Hospital Emergency Room,” Tara told her. “They are going to add more rooms and buy new equipment.”

“Well, as long as it’s for a good cause. I guess I’ll go.”

Dawn squealed. “Let’s go find something to wear.” She grabbed Buffy’s hand and pulled her out of the room.

* * * * *

Saturday Afternoon – The Bronze

“I can’t believe I let you bring me back here for this.” Giles glanced at the stage.

“It’s for a good cause, Rupert,” Olivia said.

“Why do I have to go last?”

“We always save the best for last.”

* * * * *

“I can’t believe I agreed to this,” Buffy whispered. “Look at these guys. They’re all old and stuffy. They’re all wearing suits and tuxes. I thought these things were supposed to have cute guys wearing tight clothes.”

“It’s a charity auction, Buff. Not a strip club,” Willow said. “Some of the guys aren’t that bad.”

“I guess, but we don’t have enough to bid on them anyway. I never thought the bids would be that high.”

“She’s right,” Tara said. “We haven’t been able to bid once. Maybe we should go.”

“We can’t leave,” Dawn protested. “We have to stay til the end.”

“Dawn, we don’t have enough money, and all the guys are the same. Why would I want to stay?” Buffy asked.

“I was told that the last guy will be different.”

They all stared at her. “Different how? Who told you?”

“When I called for information I was told that the last guy would be worth waiting for.”

Buffy could tell that Dawn was hiding something. Before she could press the matter further, the lights dimmed and the announcer spoke. “Ladies, it is time for our last bachelor, someone for the younger ladies to bid on. He’s traveled a long way to be here this afternoon. Please give him a warm welcome.”

Buffy turned to the stage as tall man walked out onto the stage. He was wearing boots, faded jeans, a white t-shirt, and a leather jacket. She tried to see who it was, but his face was kept in the dark. “What are they doing? They didn’t do this with the other guys. I want to see who it is.” When the light slowly moved up his body to his face, it glinted off the hoop earring in his left ear. The crowd cheered. Buffy gasped.

The others hadn’t been watching and turned to see what had caused Buffy’s reaction. “Is that Giles?” Tara asked.

“Yes,” said a voice behind them, “and you better bid if you want him.”

Buffy turned to see Olivia. “We don’t have enough money.”

“I’ll give you the money you need.”

“Why would you do this?”

“Ever since he came back to England, he hasn’t been the same. He wouldn’t tell me what happened or why he was back. I called and talked to Dawn. She told me what happened and how they brought you back. I convinced him to come back for this, and Dawn agreed to bring you. I’ll explain more later. Bid on him and I’ll give you the money. He loves you, and you deserve a second chance.”

Buffy didn’t have time to consider what Olivia meant as she turned her attention back to the stage. Giles had taken off the jacket and was walking around the stage. The women in the crowd were whistling and making catcalls, including Anya. She didn’t know why Olivia wanted to help, but she decided to take a chance and trust her.

“Let’s start the bidding at two thousand,” the announcer said.

* * * * *

Giles was nervous as he walked onto the stage. They had dimmed the lights. ‘I shouldn’t be doing this,’ he thought. ‘I’m going to make a fool of myself.” He stopped at the center of the stage and waited. The spotlight moved up until it was on his face. He heard the cheer of the crowd. The other bachelors hadn’t receive this kind of response. When he took off his jacket and slung it over his shoulder, the crowd got louder. He forced himself to walk around the stage. ‘It’s for a good cause. I must keep that in mind.’

The bidding started; two thousand, three thousand, five thousand, seven thousand, ten thousand. The women were fighting over him. He began to relax, started to strut around the stage, ran his fingers through his hair. He was beginning to enjoy this. The bid was up to thirty thousand. None of the others had bids that high. He felt like laughing. Then he heard a voice that sounded familiar say, “Seventy-five thousand dollars.”

Suddenly, the room was silent. The announcer asked, “Did I hear correctly? Seventy-five thousand dollars?”

* * * * *

Buffy looked at Olivia who nodded that the bid was okay. “Yes,” Buffy said, “seventy-five thousand dollars.”

The announcer looked around the room. “Any other bids?” When no one answered, she said, “Sold! To the young girl at the back of the room for seventy-five thousand dollars.”

“Why did you bid so high?” Dawn asked.

“She wanted the other bidders to know that she wouldn’t let them outbid her,” Olivia said.

“Why did you help me?” Buffy asked.

“When Rupert came to see me in England, I knew something had happened. He refused to talk about it. In his sleep, he would cry and whisper your name. I called here to learn what I could do to help him. Dawn and I had a long conversation, and she told me that you died. When she told me that Willow brought you back, I knew what I needed to do. Rupert loves you, Buffy. You mean everything to him. I care about him too much to let him live without you in his life. I arranged to have him participate in the auction. Dawn agreed to bring you. The rest is up to you.” She handed Buffy an envelope and left.

Buffy opened the envelope, inside was money for the auction and a note. ‘I knew you wouldn’t bid this high. Pay for your bid. Keep the rest or give it away. It is for you and Rupert. You deserve to be together. I know you will make him happy. Olivia.’

“Wow, that’s a lot of money,” Anya said.

“That would pay off all your bills and still have some left over,” Willow said.

“What are you gonna do, Buffy?” Dawn asked.

“I’m going to pay for my bachelor and figure out the rest later.”

* * * * *

Giles kept wondering about the voice he’d heard. It had sounded like Buffy. ‘Buffy’s gone. It couldn’t be her. Was it the robot? Who would want to spend that much money to get me?’

“It’s not what you think, Rupert,” Olivia said.

“I heard Buffy’s voice.”

“I know. Now listen to me. It was Buffy. She is alive. Somehow her friends brought her back to life. I gave her money for the auction. She’s waiting for you.”

* * * * *

His mind reeled. He couldn’t believe what he’d heard. He felt a push on his back and started walking. As he rounded the corner, he saw her. She was wearing a long, white, satin dress. It made her look like an angel. He thought he should see wings behind her.

As he approached her, he realized what he needed to do. He didn’t say a word, but smiled in a very Ripperish way. When he reached her, he grabbed her with one arm around her waist, the other behind her neck and kissed her.

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The End
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