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Title: Reasons
Author: Michelle
Email: mrsdrake@sff.net
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Buffy/Giles
Summary: Why did Giles stay in Sunnydale when he was fired?
Setting: Takes place after Graduation Day part 2
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 1: My response to the Monday Mini Challenge #11 on GilesRulesBaby: Explain a single significant choice on the part of the ASHBLF of your choice.

Author’s note 2: I use [ ] to denote thoughts.

Author’s note 3: I’ve taken some dialog from transcripts found on buffyworld.com. The episodes used are:
“Lovers Walk” written by Dan Vebber, directed by David Semel, transcribed by AleXander Thompson
“Helpless” written by David Fury, directed by James A. Contner, transcribed by AleXander Thompson
“Choices" written by David Fury, directed by James A. Contner, transcribed by ?
"The Prom" written by Marti Noxon, directed by David Solomon, transcribed by ?
"Graduation Day" (Part 2) written and directed by Joss Whedon, transcribed by ?

Also, many thanks to my beta, Elizabeth, who did great work in a short amount of time.


Buffy had agreed to talk with Giles after she talked with the Scoobies. While he waited for her, his thoughts drifted. He thought about the events of the past year, the events that had brought them to this point. As always his thoughts centered around Buffy. He remembered the day she had shown him her SAT scores:

Buffy had told him how happy her mother was with her scores, “She started with all this crazy talk about me going to college, maybe someplace else.”

He hadn’t thought of the possibility of Buffy going away to college, but he had to admit her mother may have the right idea. It would be beneficial for Buffy to get away from the Hellmouth. He really didn’t want her to go, but it would be good for her. Therefore, he told her, “With scores like these, Buffy, you could have a first-rate education. I'm, I'm not suggesting that you... ignore your calling, but, um... you need to look to your future. And with Faith here, i-i-it may be that you can move on. For a-a time, at least.” He hadn’t given her a chance to respond, but told her that they would talk about more later.

She had later informed him that she’d been accepted at Northwestern. It was a shock. He’d almost forgotten that she wanted to go away to college. Not wanting to think of the possibility, he had pushed it from his mind. Instead, he focused on her training. When she told him she’d been accepted, he only smiled and said, “That's wonderful news. Good for you.”

Then Wesley reminded her of her duty and forbade her from leaving Sunnydale. Begging him to reconsider, she insisted that she would come home during every school break staring with homecoming. Wesley wouldn’t consider it. [I should have supported your decision. I should have asked Wesley to consider the idea. But I love you, and I don’t want you to leave.] Giles thought.

The thought of love took Giles back to the events of Buffy’s birthday. He remembered Quentin’s words, “She passed. You didn't. The Slayer is not the only one who must perform in this situation. I've recommended to the Council, and they've agreed, that you be relieved of your duties as Watcher immediately. You're fired.”

“On what grounds?” Giles asked.

His answer had been, “Your affection for your charge has rendered you incapable of clear and impartial judgment. You have a father's love for the child, and that is useless to the cause. It would be best if you had no further contact with the Slayer.”

He hadn’t left, though. He stayed. Buffy had thought it was out of a sense of duty. [You were wrong, Buffy. I couldn’t leave you after what I’d done. I had to make things right between us. I had to mend your heart.]

By prom, things were better between them. He knew she wanted to go. He’d wanted to ask her if she would like to go with him, but it wouldn’t have been right. [You wanted Angel to take you, but he didn’t.]

He thought back to that conversation in the bookcage. “Angel's not taking you, is he?”

“Angel's leaving me. He's leaving town,” she stated.

He felt terrible that she’d been hurt again. “Oh, Buffy, I'm sorry. I don't really know what to say. Um, I understand that this sort of thing requires ice cream of some kind?”

“Ice cream will come,” she told him.

Giles had intended to take her for ice cream later that night, but Angel had shown up after all. He had graciously stepped aside and allowed Buffy to have her night with Angel.

Now they had destroyed the school and stopped the Ascension. Buffy had graduated, and he still didn’t know her plans for the future. He watched as she talked to her friends.


The group broke up, and Buffy headed over to meet Giles.

“Hey, Buff,” Willow called. “Where you off to?”

“Gotta go see Giles,” Buffy told her. “Guess he wants to talk about what happened. I’ll call you later.”

She barely heard them say goodbye as she walked over to see Giles. She worried over why he wanted to talk to her. [Could he be leaving, too? The school’s gone. He doesn’t have a job. Oh God, he’s going to leave. I don’t want him to leave. I need him.]

Giles waited by his car. She froze when she saw him. He’d been crying. “Giles, what’s wrong?”

“Oh, nothing,” Giles said as he tried to surreptitiously dry his eyes, “I was just remembering things that happened this year. There are quite a few memories in there.”

“Who would have imagined it would end like this?” She was quiet for a while. “Giles, why did you ask me to meet you?”

“I owe you some ice cream,” he said with a nervous smile.

“You’re asking me to go get ice cream with you?” Buffy was taken by surprise.

“Yes. I’d love it if you’d let me buy you ice cream. It’s the least I can do under the circumstances.”

“What circumstances?” she asked. “Is something bad happening? We just stopped the Ascension. I’m not ready for another Hellmouthy problem.”

“I was referring to Angel.”

“Oh that. Yeah, I guess I could use some ice cream.”

He opened the car door for her. “Let’s go, then.”


Buffy and Giles sat across from each other as they ate their ice cream. “Have you decided where you’re going to go to college?” he asked her.

“I thought I told you. Willow and I are going to UC Sunnydale,” she said around a spoonful of ice cream.

“You’re not going to Northwestern?” He had to suppress a smile.

“No, I want to stay here where I can be close to my family and friends.” [I hope that includes you, Giles.] “Besides, this way I don’t have to beg my dad for money. UC Sunnydale is way cheaper than other schools. They almost pay people to enroll.”

Giles had to laugh at that. “I’m glad you’re staying in Sunnydale.”

“You are?” The shock was evident on her face. “I thought you’d be leaving, going back to England.”

“What ever for?”

“Well, you don’t have a library to run anymore, and the Council fired you. What reason is there to stay?”

“You. You’re here.”

“I thought you wanted me to go away to college.”

“I lied. It would be good for you to spend some time away from here, Buffy, but I want you to stay. I want to stay.”

Buffy finished her ice cream before asking, “What would you have done if I went to school somewhere else?” she asked him.

“I would have gone with you.”

“As my Watcher?”

“If that’s the only way you would have me.” Giles blushed slightly as he answered her.

“You know you’re cute when you blush.” She watched as he almost knocked over his ice cream. She looked him in the eye. “So is this a date?”

He met her gaze. “Would you like it to be?” he said as he got up from the table.

Buffy stood and waited for him to pay the bill so they could walk outside together. “That would be nice. So, what now?”

They stopped next to his car. “Would you like to go to my place for a cup of tea?” Giles asked.

“No,” Buffy said.

He turned away from her to hide his disappointment.

He felt her hand touch his arm. “But I would like to go back to your place,” she said.

Giles spun back around to face her. “Buffy, are you sure?”

“Hey, you’re the one that invited me. Remember?”

“I asked you to join me for a cup of tea,” he protested.

“Do you really expect me to believe that’s all you want? Tea?” She grabbed his arm when he started to turn away again. “Oh no you don’t Mister. I finally have you where I want you. I’m not letting you go back to being quiet library guy.” She looked him in the eye to make sure she had his attention. “Now, I want to go to your place and spend the night with you. Is that clear?”

Giles looked down at her, a ripper-ish grin crossing his face, “Very.”


Buffy awoke to the feel of being kissed. . . everywhere. She moaned at the sensation.

“Good morning, Love. Did you sleep well?” Giles asked between kisses.

Buffy giggled. “What sleep I got was good. You didn’t give me much time to sleep.”

“Sorry about that.” He kissed her shoulder.

“Don’t be. I enjoyed every minute of it. You know, I could get used to this.”

“What?” he asked as he kissed her chin.

“Being woken up by you kissing me. It’s nice.”

“Would you like to wake up that way tomorrow?”

“Are you asking me to stay?”

“I’d like it if you never left.”

“I can probably arrange that.”

“I love you, Buffy.”

“I love you, too.”

The End
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