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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Jul 2008 21:16:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Alchemy (6/10)</title>
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  <description>A lot of talking going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chapter is rated FRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://froxyn.livejournal.com/66883.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Alchemy - Chapter Six&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 21:02:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic:  Alchemy (5/10)</title>
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  <description>The survivors arrive at the Council.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chapter is rated FRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://froxyn.livejournal.com/66565.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Alchemy - Chapter Five&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 19:34:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic:  Alchemy (4/10)</title>
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  <description>Buffy and Giles are waiting.  Xander is coming up with names.  And later, Anya works through a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chapter is rated FRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://froxyn.livejournal.com/66349.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Alchemy - Chapter Four&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 05:13:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You Choose 71</title>
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  <description>Sorry for the long wait, but I&apos;m on vacation.&amp;nbsp; This chapter is a little longer then most, so I hope that makes up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This part is rated FRAO.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ladyforash.livejournal.com/550772.html&quot;&gt;You Choose Part 71&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 19:46:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic:  Alchemy (3/10)</title>
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  <description>Giles gets a lesson in alchemy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chapter is rated FRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://froxyn.livejournal.com/66170.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Alchemy - Chapter Three&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Jul 2008 20:50:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic:  Alchemy (2/10)</title>
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  <description>Buffy and Giles have lunch with Willow and Oz.  Later, Giles and Buffy have a little fun of their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chapter is rated FRAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://froxyn.livejournal.com/65639.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Alchemy - Chapter Two&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 19:45:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Alchemy (1/10)</title>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-AU&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;Title:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Alchemy&lt;br /&gt;Author:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Froxyn&lt;br /&gt;Rating:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;FRAO overall/FRT this chapter&lt;br /&gt;Pairing:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Buffy/Giles&lt;br /&gt;Timeline:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Four months after the end of Biology.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Buffy is two weeks away from her due date with their fourth child.&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Faith sends Buffy some interesting symbols.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Giles is somewhat unsuccessful in determining their meanings and enlists the help of an expert in the suspected area.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A few surprises in this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Notes:  This is part VI in the Giles Family Series and has not been beta&apos;d.  If you run across any errors, please let me know! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://froxyn.livejournal.com/65488.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Alchemy - Chapter One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 20 Jul 2008 19:44:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic:  Believe (3/3)</title>
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  <description>Buffy tells Giles about the demon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chapter is rated FRAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://froxyn.livejournal.com/65251.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Believe - Chapter Three&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 20:41:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic:  Believe (2/3)</title>
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  <description>Willow and Xander talk to Giles.  Giles talks to Buffy.  Buffy wants to talk to Giles, but he wants her to wait.  Willow talks to Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of talking...and all rated FRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://froxyn.livejournal.com/64536.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Believe - Chapter Two&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Jul 2008 19:26:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic:  Believe (1/3)</title>
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  <description>&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-AU&quot;&gt;Title:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Believe&lt;br /&gt;Author:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Froxyn&lt;br /&gt;Rating:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;FRAO overall/This chapter FRM&lt;br /&gt;Pairing:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Buffy/Giles&lt;br /&gt;Timeline:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;AU…nothing to distinguish any season.&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Buffy wants to protect Giles…but goes about it in a strange way.&lt;br /&gt;Author’s Notes:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thank you &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;wyvernwolf&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wyvernwolf.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wyvernwolf.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;wyvernwolf&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://froxyn.livejournal.com/64505.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Believe - Chapter One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Jul 2008 01:57:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You Choose 70</title>
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  <description>This installment is rated FRT and can be found &lt;a href=&quot;http://ladyforash.livejournal.com/548865.html&quot;&gt;HERE!&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Jul 2008 19:44:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic:  Penitent</title>
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  <description>&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-AU&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;Title:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Penitent&lt;br /&gt;Author:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Froxyn&lt;br /&gt;Rating:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;FRAO&lt;br /&gt;Pairing:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Buffy/Giles&lt;br /&gt;Timeline:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Basically AU.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Giles has the Magic Box, so it’s S5’ish.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As per usual, Dawn does not exist in my AU.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Riley’s a non-issue.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I would assume that Joyce is alive…though she isn’t mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Giles has had a rough day.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Buffy hasn’t exactly been Miss Supportive either.&lt;br /&gt;Author&apos;s Notes:  Special thanks to &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;wyvernwolf&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wyvernwolf.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wyvernwolf.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;wyvernwolf&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for taking the time to go through this for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://froxyn.livejournal.com/63860.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Penitent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Jul 2008 19:52:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic:  Biology (8/8)</title>
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  <description>Not much I can say...except that this chapter is rated FRAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://froxyn.livejournal.com/63605.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Biology - Chapter Eight&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 19:47:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic:  Biology (7/8)</title>
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  <description>The Gileses talk and go home.  The Osbournes have named their baby.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chapter is rated FRM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://froxyn.livejournal.com/63477.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Biology - Chapter Seven&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 02:42:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You Choose 69</title>
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  <description>You Choose 69 is posted!&amp;nbsp; Alas, no smut.&amp;nbsp; This part rated FRT.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ladyforash.livejournal.com/547644.html&quot;&gt;Read and Vote!&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jul 2008 20:55:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic:  Biology (6/8)</title>
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  <description>Giles has a breaking point.  I think he may have hit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chapter is rated FRAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://froxyn.livejournal.com/63195.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Biology - Chapter Six&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Jul 2008 20:44:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic:  Biology (5/8)</title>
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  <description>Dr. Kiffling has answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chapter is rated FRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://froxyn.livejournal.com/62745.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Biology - Chapter Five&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 20:46:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic:  Biology (4/8)</title>
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  <description>Buffy&apos;s blunt.  Giles is worried.  Amelia is trying to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chapter is rated FRAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://froxyn.livejournal.com/62670.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Biology - Chapter Four&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 04:37:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You Choose Part 68</title>
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  <description>The next part of You Choose is posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This installment rated FRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ladyforash.livejournal.com/546476.html&quot;&gt;You Choose 68&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 19:41:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic:  Biology (3/8)</title>
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  <description>This chapter is rated FRAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://froxyn.livejournal.com/62151.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Biology - Chapter Three&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Jul 2008 22:07:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You Choose 67</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;You, my dear lovely readers, voted for the Mile High Club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This part is rated FRM for some Giles and Buffy lovin&apos;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ladyforash.livejournal.com/545346.html&quot;&gt;You Choose Chapter 67&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Jul 2008 19:44:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic:  Biology (2/8)</title>
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  <description>Giles lets Buffy in on his anniversary.  Joyce decides to ask a question that surprises both Buffy and Giles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chapter is rated FRAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://froxyn.livejournal.com/61848.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Biology - Chapter Two&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2008 19:40:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic:  Biology (1/8)</title>
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  <description>&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-AU&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;Title:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Biology&lt;br /&gt;Author:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Froxyn&lt;br /&gt;Rating:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;FRAO&lt;br /&gt;Pairing:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Buffy/Giles&lt;br /&gt;Timeline:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Six months after the end of Mark of the Thorn.&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Joyce is in &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;England&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; on vacation. &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Willow&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; is nearing the end of her pregnancy. &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Buffy and Giles are doing just fine.&lt;br /&gt;Note:&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is Part V of the ‘Giles Family Series’. &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As with the other parts, this is unbeta-ed. &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If you notice any problems, please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://froxyn.livejournal.com/61643.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Biology - Chapter One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2008 05:09:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You Choose Part 66</title>
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  <description>This installment is rated FRT.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href=&quot;http://ladyforash.livejournal.com/544507.html&quot;&gt;You Choose 66, Read and Vote!&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 05 Jul 2008 22:55:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;New Ideas&quot; 3/?</title>
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  <description>Hi. I started this story a while back for the &quot;Every Slayer Needs a Watcher&quot; ficathon (which shows how long I&apos;ve had it). I got some good responses to it, so I decided to continue you. Anyway, here&apos;s chapter three.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; &quot;New Ideas” 3/? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author:&lt;/strong&gt; Lena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fandom:&lt;/strong&gt; Buffyverse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warnings:&lt;/strong&gt; Hmm…a little language. Dirty thoughts. Not too much badness going on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; PG-13 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/strong&gt; Joss Whedon is God, and I&apos;m just a lowly worshipper. None of this is mine...blah, blah, blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt; After spending a lot of extra times with Giles for the first time in a while, Buffy realizes just how much her feelings for him have changed. The story starts just after Season 5, Episode 1 “Buffy VS. Dracula” but Riley left Buffy over the summer and Dawn doesn’t appear out of nowhere.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. &lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;It&apos;s been a while since the first two chapters were up. If you&apos;d like to read them, you can go to this link at my journal (&lt;a href=&quot;http://lena7623.livejournal.com/tag/new+ideas&quot;&gt;http://lena7623.livejournal.com/tag/new+ideas&lt;/a&gt;) and read the first two chapters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;New Ideas 3/?&quot;&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“And he asked you out during the middle of a battle?” Willow asked, sounding giddy even though it was about three in the morning. Giles had dropped Buffy back off at her dorm after they had went through a few more cemeteries, but Buffy could hardly concentrate on vampires and demons anymore. She had a date with Giles!! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“Yeah, he totally did. Can you believe it?” Buffy sighed and laid back onto Willow and Tara’s bed. She had knocked on their door to wake the two of them up again, but they had actually been expecting it this time and were waiting up for her. Willow knew that Buffy went out patrolling with Giles nearly every night, and Buffy could only surmise that Willow was expecting Buffy to either get a date or possibly, but certainly not likely, get her heart broken. Either way, Willow was awake, and now Buffy could share her joy with her. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Tara, who had went briefly down to the kitchen in the common area, brought in three steaming mugs of tea for them to drink. She walked in through the door and set the tray down onto the bed, picking up a mug for herself and sitting down next to Willow on the bed. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“Thanks, Tara,” Buffy said, grabbing a mug for herself and taking a sip. Tara had picked a raspberry flavored tea, Buffy realized with a grin. She found it to be very tasty. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“I told you, already. He’s got it for you, probably as bad as you’ve got it for him.” Willow took a sip of her tea and giggled. “I told you that I’m right about these things.” She set her mug aside for a moment. “Ooh! You should get him to sing for you!” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“Yes, he sings The Who excellently,” Tara added. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Buffy had heard about the adventure that had led to everyone finding Giles in the coffee shop singing his heart out with a guitar. Tara, Willow, and Anya had commented about how sexy it was, and Buffy had just brushed the thought of Giles being sexy aside at the time, although now she was kicking herself over doing that. Maybe she would have saved herself a bit of heartache with Riley if she had. He didn’t cause too much, but even what he had caused had hurt like hell. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Of course, now all Buffy wanted to do was to nag him to death until he would sing for her. She didn’t think that would work too well, however. Before she could think of a way to convince him to sing for her, another troubling thought had appeared in her head. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“Oh god, what am I going to wear?” she asked with real panic in her voice. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Willow giggled. “I’m sure that we’ll find you something suitable to wear for a dinner date.” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;*****&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Luckily for Buffy, the next day was a Saturday. That meant that she could sleep in a little in the morning and not have to suffer through classes, all the while only thinking of Giles. Willow had shooed her out of the room with promises of helping her pick out an outfit last night, and Buffy woke up to the sound of gentle knocking on her door. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Buffy grumbled, but got up out of the bed and answered the door. “Wow, you slept hard,” Willow said, looking Buffy up and down. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Buffy took a glance in the mirror on her dresser, seeing that her hair was sticking up and her sushi pajamas were twisted and rumpled. She grinned and nodded. “It was kind of a late night.” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“When is it not a late night for you?” Willow walked past Buffy and headed straight to her closet. She opened the door to it and started to look through it. “You should probably wear something dressy but not too dressy. Do you know where he’s taking you?” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Buffy shook her head. “When did you get so knowledgeable about first date attire?” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Willow looked over her shoulder at Buffy and smiled. “I think I learned it from you, actually. That or maybe it’s just innate girl knowledge.” She looked back at the closet. “Do you have anything that he hasn’t seen you in before? You shouldn’t wear something old and known to a first date.” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Buffy walked up to the closet and, after shuffling through it for a few moments, pulled out a light blue strapless dress. “I just bought this the other day,” Buffy said, holding it up to her body so that Willow would get an idea of how it might look on her. “Is this ok?” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“Yeah, I think that will work perfectly,” Willow said, taking the dress from her and setting it on the bed. “Now, please go take a shower so that your hair isn’t sticking up straight off of your head.” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“It’s not sticking ‘straight’ up,” Buffy mumbled, but still grabbed her shower stuff and headed out to the bathroom. After getting herself presentable, and dealing with the ‘ick’ factor of discovering vampire dust in her hair, she came back to find Willow rummaging through her shoes. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;When Buffy loudly cleared her throat, Willow looked up with a grin. “I was trying to find you some shoes. I was thinking something with a chunky heal, but summery. Ooh, cork-heal!” Willow held up Buffy’s cork heals with the ankle strap as if she was Indiana Jones discovering an ancient artifact. “This will do.” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“Once again, I must ask where you suddenly got the fashion sense. Didn’t this used to go the other way around?” Buffy eyed her friend quizzically. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“Ok, I admit it. I started reading Cosmo in high school. A girl’s gotta get her facts from somewhere, right?” Willow giggled, looking a little sheepish. “I know I said that maybe it was innate girl knowledge, but apparently I was born without that gene. I have to learn all of mine.” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Buffy smiled and rolled her eyes. “Alright, your secret is safe with me.” She unwrapped her hair from the towel on her head. “So, do you really think that this is a good idea? I mean, yeah, I have recently been converted to the Giles is Hot fan club, but is this really a good idea? Me and Giles? Slayer and Watcher, together?” Buffy sat down on her bed, still wrapped up in the other towel. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Willow sat down beside her, the cork-shoes still in her hands. “I think it’s a great idea, actually. The both of you deserve to be happy. You make each other happy. I’ve seen how you two look at each other when you think that no one else is looking. You’re made for each other.” She smirked a little. “Besides, in high school, I took plenty of peeks at some older Watcher’s diaries, and it seems that it happened more often than it didn’t.” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Buffy gasped, not needed to ask just exactly what that ‘it’ was. “Are you serious?” Willow nodded, and Buffy squealed. “No wonder he wouldn’t let us read those things!” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“Well, I’m sure that there were other reasons, but that was more than likely one of the reasons. Think of it this way, though. Usually, according to those diaries, Watcher’s and Slayers lived together, either as a guardian/ward relationship or…as whatever. In some of the older ones, they usually married the Slayer off to the Watcher so that people wouldn’t ask too many questions, but that was like, way long ago in the middle ages. Still, when two people are spending so much time together, sparkage is bound to happen.” Willow was practically a little Giles with her sometimes long-winded explanations, at least in Buffy’s opinion. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“Okay, it’s a little weird to marry a young teenager off to a Watcher, but even that I can buy for the period. Didn’t they like to marry girls off at like, thirteen?” For Buffy to think of anyone being married at thirteen was a little on the icky side, but that was apparently how things were done back then, at least according to her World History class. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Willow nodded. “Yeah, they usually did. Luckily, we’ve grown as a species since then.” She smiled. “Like how being gay is more okay now, which I am all for.” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“Of course,” Buffy said, smiling back at her. “Well, now all I’ve got to do is get ready.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“Did Giles say where he was taking you?” Willow asked. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“No, he said that it was going to be a surprise.” Buffy couldn’t wait to see what Giles had up his sleeve. “I just know that he’s going to be picking me up here at seven.” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“And you get to ride around in the new hot convertible car! How awesome is that?” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;*****&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Buffy walked outside at six fifty-five, ready for her date with Giles. He pulled up at seven o’clock on the dot, and Buffy hopped into his car. “You look lovely tonight,” Giles told her with a shy smile. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Willow had obviously made the right choice with the dress. “Thanks,” Buffy said with a grin. Willow was definitely getting a big present after tonight for picking out this dress. “So, where are we heading tonight?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;“It’s supposed to be a surprise,” Giles said, taking the car out of park and driving away from Buffy’s dorm. “It wouldn’t exactly be a surprise if I told you now, would it?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Buffy considered pouting, knowing that it usually helped her to get her way, but she figured that they would be there soon enough. “No, I guess that it wouldn’t.” She relaxed back into the car seat, intent upon waiting this out until they got there. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;This lasted for exactly thirty seconds. “So, can I have a hint?” Buffy asked, smiling sweetly. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Giles didn’t take his eyes off the road, but she saw him smile. “Good things come to those who wait.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;“You’re enjoying making me wait, aren’t you?” Buffy asked him, but she couldn’t stop herself from smiling back at him. He looked so handsome when he smiled. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;“Immensely,” he retorted. Buffy scoffed at him, but laughed just the same. “Alright, I’ll give you one hint. What’s your favorite food?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Buffy thought for a second. She had never said what her favorite food was. Even though she was skinny, she loved all food on principle that it all tasted good to her. Then it hit her in the head: she had proclaimed her love of Japanese food once when Willow brought over some sushi to the library in high school. “You found a Japanese restaurant?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;“You would be amazed at how many different places there are to eat here in Sunnydale,” Giles told her. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Even though he had now told her what type of food they would be eating, Buffy still had a lot to be amazed by. First off, that Sunnydale had its own Japanese restaurant. Secondly, that Giles would even eat sushi, much less take her out to a restaurant. “I’m surprised that you even like sushi. Most people are icked out by the thought of raw fish.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;“Not all sushi is made of raw fish, Buffy. There are many different types,” Giles said. He made a turn and suddenly they were pulling up to a restaurant called ‘Shoguns.’ “Some of it is cooked. I happen to like sushi.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;“Well, you really do learn something new every day,” Buffy said. “I’d like to learn a lot more about you.” Buffy had to admit that there was so much about Giles that she didn’t know, but now she was &lt;/span&gt;very &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;interested in learning. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Giles cleared his throat and, once they were parked, pulled off his glasses for a moment to polish them. Buffy had learned over the years that one reason he polished his glasses was a stalling tactic to figure out what to say next. She could see him blushing a little, too. She made him blush! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Giles slipped his glasses back on. “Well, shall we?” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-STYLE: normal; mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;“I’d love to,” Buffy said, smiling at him. He got out of the car and, before she could open her own door, opened it up for her. Such a gentleman! This was beyond awesome. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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