Chapter 33- Bumpin’
When I get back up to the room B’s still sleepin’ like an absolute angel. She must be uncomfortable in those clothes though, so I get out an over sized t-shirt and a fresh pair of underwear for her. She likes to change those about twice a day. Go figure.
Probably because I keep feelin’ her up constantly and they get over moisturized. Heh. What can I say? I’ve got roamin’ hands.
I try to be really gentle, but the movement of me tryin’ to get her undressed wakes her up.
“Huh? Wha-what’s up?”
“Shhh, go back to sleep, honey. I’m just tryin’ to make you more comfortable.”
“Mmmm that’s sweet. I was having a really great dream about you by the way.”
I smile at her and give a wiggle of the brows. “Oh really? You lil’ minx. I heard you gigglin’ and callin’ my name in your sleep.” I sit on the bed and she sits up.
She’s got that shy smile on her face. God damn, what she does to me with one look, it’s fuckin’ unreal. My heart is poundin’ and I’m gonna start sweatin’ like a pig any minute.
As I lean in for a kiss she gets a pained look on her face. Oh fuck, not again.
“I need to pee. Can you get me to the bathroom, without me being spotted?”
“Sure thing.” Phew, at least she’s not gonna spew.
“Do you think I can take a shower, too? I feel like I need one really bad.”
“Sure, B. You need anything else? Somethin’ to eat?” Oh, shit, why did I have to say that? She’s probably still feelin’ queasy.
“Maybe. Possibly after the shower, and how about a tooth brush?”
“Think I got an extra one in my bag, lemme see.” I rummage around in my bag lookin’ for the extra toothbrush I have, I forgot I had left one here the last time, so B can have the new one I bought. “Whatta ya think ya might wanna eat? I can get it ready while you shower.”
“Well, I was kinda thinking…” She stops and cocks her head at me with a little smile on her lips.
I’d know that smile anywhere, it’s her ‘I feel like gettin’ some but I don’t wanna ask outright’ smile.
“What were ya thinkin’, B?” I like to get her to say it, I’ll never get enough of that shy embarrassed smile that she gets.
“I was thinking…maybe you could help me?”
“With those hard to reach places?” I wiggle the brows again. She nods. “Sure thing, B.”
I sneak her outta the room and into the bathroom, I get our towels ready while she relieves her bladder. Don’t wanna draw attention to her pissin’. ‘Cause even though we’ve been together a while and we’ve done stuff that would make people in porn blush, she still gets a bit shy about herself and her bodily functions. Damn, she really did have to go, she’s pissin’ like a race horse. Thank god we weren’t spotted in the hall.
Everyone’s asleep so we don’t have to sneak so much, but at least now we’ve got less of a chance of runnin’ into people. Uncle Jim and Aunt Dee have their own bathroom, Leah and Kara are in the basement, and the other two girls know we’re together and they’ll help if we get into a sticky situation.
After she’s finished I help take off her things and get her into the shower, then I strip and join her. We love our shower time together, it’s not only relaxin’, but it’s sexy, and wet and soapy. Heh.
“So, I had a talk with Giles earlier, while you were sleepin’.” I say as I pile her wet hair on her head and pour some shampoo in it. I start massagin’ it into her scalp and she takes the bottle from me so I can use both hands.
“Yeah? What did he say? Mmmmm, Faith that feels soooo good!”
“No, he said: ‘Harder, Faith, yes, oh more, oh dear lord, yes!’” I grin and wait for it.
“Shut up, Faith! You know I was talking about the scalp massage.”
“Yeah, I know, I just couldn’t resist.”
“You never can.” She scoffs.
I reach around and soap up a nipple and her breath catches in her throat. She moans as I tweak it in between my thumb and forefinger. I’ve still got my other hand massagin’ her scalp a bit and I move her head slightly to the side to plant a kiss on her neck.
“Nope,” I mumble into her skin. “Never can…never wanna.” I nibble at her neck and she leans back into me and sighs.
Shit, I almost forgot what I needed to tell her.
“B…”
“Later, Faith. I want you now.”
Oh, fuck. Can’t resist that. That right there has my heart pumpin’ blood like triple time and it’s all flowin’ south to my newly restored crotch.
She turns around in my arms and starts rinsin’ the shampoo outta her hair, it makes her arms stretch up and leaves her girls open and vulnerable. Her nipples are so fuckin’ hard it’s like they’re two bullets pointin’ at me and callin’ my bluff. So I fuckin’ give ‘em what they want.
I bend down and take one in my mouth. Buffy had her eyes closed so she’s startled when she feels my warm, wet mouth on her hard nipple. She stops rinsin’ her hair and puts her hands in mine to steady herself.
I pull back and smile at the other breast, ‘It’s your turn girlie’ I think and right before I take her other nipple into my mouth, I look down and catch a glimpse of somethin’ I’ve never seen on Buffy before. She’s got a pooch.
Holy fuckin’ shit, it’s real!
My shock at seein’ her belly comin’ out makes me stand up quick and I bump her chin with my hard ass head.
Fuck, that hurt!
“Owwww, Faithh! Dou bupped ny thin an mayme bye my ptounge.”
I pout at her and hold my skull, ‘cause she’s got a pretty strong chin. Fuckin’ deceptive she is. She looks all small and fragile, but she’s really built like a fuckin’ brick reinforced, two foot thick walled, armored fuckin’ tank. That’s gonna leave a lump.
Lump. Bump.
I give her a quick kiss on her achin’ mouth to hopefully make it feel a bit better, then I get down on my knees in front of her.
She’s silent for a second, probably wonderin’ what the fuck I’m doin’ tryin’ to go down on her while she’s in so much pain, but I kiss her stomach gently a few times and then I feel her hand in my hair pullin’ me in closer, holdin’ me to her stomach.
She knows what I’m doin’.
I’m sayin’ hey to our little one that’s growin’ inside her. I wrap my arms around her waist and press my cheek to her belly, listenin’ to the grumbles and the groans. Heh. Sounds funny; she’s probably mega hungry by now.
We stay like that for a few more moments and then I kiss her belly again, whisperin’ to it as I go along plantin’ kisses. B’s squirmin’ a little, this’s gotta be givin’ her mega tickles, but she doesn’t say nothin’ about ‘em. Probably doesn’t wanna spoil the moment. She loves these moments and I’ve come to love ‘em, too.
“What’re you saying, honey?”
“Shhh, B. Me and the little one are conversin’.” I speak to her stomach again in a loud whisper this time. “That’s your Mommy, she’s sooooo nosey. You’ll wanna put a lock on your door real quick.”
Buffy snorts laughin’ and she tries to pull me up.
“Wait, B! I haven’t kissed the bump enough.”
“Bump? Is it really getting that big?”
Pullin’ back I settle my hand on her stomach and she looks down at the curve it illustrates.
“Oh, my god, I’m huge already! What the hell is going on?! Aliens?!”
Oh shit!! I forgot to tell her. Jesus Christ, we’re usually always together when we hear news these days, that I keep forgettin’ she wasn’t with me when I spoke to Giles.
I get up from my kneelin’ position. Carefully this time so I don’t hurt her or me again.
“Buffy, no! Shhh, ok? Shhhh! First of all, you’ll wake people. Second of all, I talked to Giles, he said Robin’s mom had Robin when she was only six months pregnant. He was born three months early and was still over nine pounds.”
Her eyes get that confused Buffy look to ‘em, then she gets all freaked, but tries to control it.
“Oh my god, Faith!” She whispers loudly. “If I carry our baby to term, I’m gonna have the Jolly Green Giant!”
That makes me laugh.
“How can you laugh?! They’re gonna have to cut me open…” Her eyes go wide. “Wha-what happens if I’m carrying twins…no trip…quadruplets!”
“We’ve got a good start on a Women’s Hockey team.” I shrug. “Provided they’re all girls.”
“I can’t believe you’re joking!”
“Buffy, will you listen? Stop jumping to conclusions, ok?”
She gets a bit pissed and starts angrily finishin’ her shower. I wash in no time flat so I don’t get left in here by myself. I still have to let her know what’s up and I still plan on babyin’ her.
I finish before she does and get out and get my towel. While I’m dryin’ myself I notice she’s stopped washin’, she’s got her hand on her stomach and she’s cryin’.
What the fuck?! I put my towel on the toilet cover.
“Buffy, don’t freak!”
“B-but…I said… I can’t have a n-normal pregnancy and…” She starts snoopy tearin’. “And I CAN’T!” Her voice gets that blown out quality to it. God damn, those ragged sobs she does cut me to my core every time.
I reach in and shut the taps, pull her outta the shower and wrap her in her towel. We both jump when we hear a knock on the door.
“Faith, is that you in there?”
“Yeah, Aunt Dee,” I say in a teary-type voice.
“Awww, honey, I thought I heard cryin’.” Her voice shows she’s concerned. “Don’t cry, ok? Ma’s in a better place.”
Fuck, that really makes me wanna cry for real. So I do.
“Aunt Dee, I’ll be ok…alright? I just need some time.” I sit down on my towel that’s on the toilet seat cover, placin’ Buffy on my lap. She hugs me tight to her and kisses the top of my head. Her alien baby forgotten, all because I’m cryin’ for my Gee Gee.
“You sure?” Aunt Dee says worriedly.
“Yeah, I’m sure.”
“You need anything?”
I go to say no and B stops me by puttin’ her hand over my mouth. She leans down and whispers in my ear.
“I-I am kinda hungry, do ya mind makin’ me pancakes?”
“Sure, honey, sure. I’ll make ya pancakes. Whatever you want. Ya want sausage or bacon or somethin’, too?”
I look up at B and she looks like she’s thinkin’ about it, then it looks like she thinks better of it and shakes her head.
“Nah, the pancakes’ll be fine.”
“Ok, I’ll bring ‘em up to you when they’re done. How’s that sound?”
“Sounds real good. Thanks so much, Aunt Dee.”
“Don’t even think about it. You’ve been such a help around here, it’s the least I can do. I’ll be right back, are you sure you’re gonna be ok?”
“I’ll be fine, really.”
“Good. Be right back.”
“Kay.”
We wait until we hear Aunt Dee go down the steps, then B stands up and I finish wrappin’ her up in the towel. I wrap myself up and go out into the hall makin’ sure there’s no one else that don’t know about us out there.
“All clear, B.” I whisper and we rush back to Gee Gee’s room.
After we’re done towelin’ off and gettin’ ready for bed, Buffy hides in the closet as Aunt Dee comes back with the pancakes.
“I know how much you like to eat, so I made extras. I brought some of that fresh fruit your Aunt Katie brought over.”
“How’s she doin’?”
“She’s doin’ ok, considerin’, ya know?”
“She stayin’ here?”
“No, she went over to stay with Francie and your Uncle John. I can’t believe that about Tommy.”
“Yeah, that’s freakin’ freaky, I still haven’t had time to process it all.”
“Me neither, I mean I hated the scumbag, but who’d have thought he’d be dead just like that?”
I shrug.
“Well, I’ll let you get to it, your pancakes are gettin’ cold. You need me let me know, ok? I mean it, anytime of the day or night.”
“Thanks again, Aunt Dee.”
“You’re welcome, like I said, you’ve been a big help around here, I don’t know what I would have done without you durin’ this whole thing.” She comes over and we hug. “I’m so glad you’re back, Faith. You have no idea.”
“I think I’ve got an idea, Dee. It’s the same one about me bein’ glad to be back.”
We hug a little harder for another moment, and then she wishes me a good night and leaves.
B comes out of the closet as I’m lockin’ the door. Heh.
“Comin’ out of the closet again, B?”
She gives me an annoyed look.
“What?”
“You and your jokes tonight are not amusing me, ya know.”
“Awww, come here, baby. Sit on Faithy’s lap and lemme feed ya.”
She smirks. She can’t resist when I’m bein’ all soft and she loves when I call myself Faithy, ‘cause it’s so not me it’s funny!
I reach out to her and she comes over and sits on my lap, but she’s not entirely relaxed. I know if I say one thing wrong she’s jettin’ to the bed and gonna turn her back on me.
As I think of what I’m gonna say, I absent mindedly rub my hands over her skin. Smoothin’ the area of her inner thigh. Her breath hitches in her throat.
I stop what I’m doin’ ‘cause we have to talk and I don’t want this to just be about sex. Plus, she needs to eat.
“So, did you get what I was sayin’ about Robin and his mom?”
“He was born huge.”
That sentence was a little clipped. She’s still kinda jealous about me and Robin, but I dunno why. It’s not like it’s ever gonna happen between me and him again. I don’t call attention to it ‘cause I don’t want another fight or even an almost fight.
“Yes, but it’s the premature part that’s the key. Ya see, Giles and some of the others think that because there was only one girl in all the world protectin’ it against demony bastards, then if she got knocked up the Powers would speed up the pregnancy…”
The lightbulb goes off.
“So that she wouldn’t be out of commission for six months. It would be more like three, wouldn’t it?”
“Yeah, that is if her wife let her be in commission.”
“I knew you wouldn’t let me do anything ever again!”
“Buffy…”
“I told you didn’t I?!”
She goes to get up and I stop her.
I make a decision.
“Would you just stop before I spank you!”
She huffs, but stops tryin’ to get away. “You’d like that, you pervert. Beating on a helpless pregnant woman.”
“Pregnant, yes.” I kiss her shoulder. “Helpless, never.”
That gets her to relax more into me.
“So, lemme explain, ok?”
“Ok.”
“It’s not like I wanna put you in harm’s way, and I definitely wanna keep you out of it. But just like not bein’ able to wait for the perfect time to do anything, shit will keep happenin’ that’ll make us hafta react to it.”
“Right.”
“So, I say let’s head the shit off, before it starts happenin’. Right?”
“What’re you talking about?”
“Giles also said they’re gonna be sendin’ a coupla teams down to DC. Alicia gave them some solid intel on that Senator’s aide.”
“Yeah, and?”
“I think me and you should get down there and check it out.”
She turns more towards me and looks at me like I’m crazy, then she kisses me.
“Really?!” She says pullin’ back from the kiss. “You’re kidding right?!”
“Why would I kid about that, B?”
“Because I’m pregnant, and you’d never let me lift a finger, least of all to slay. Would you?!”
“Look, I know I’m a bit over-protective of ya. But the way I figure, I wanna get down there and get in the fray, and to do that I’d have to lie to you and everyone else. So, in order to get into it, I gotta take you with me. ‘Sides, we’re still kinda on our honeymoon.” I wink at her.
She’s still lookin’ at me with a big smile on her face, and then it gets softer, but I can tell she’s still pleased.
“You’re brave, you know that?”
“I guess.”
“Brave and crazy.”
“You know it, baby!” I laugh.
“But I love that about you, and you’re definitely not going anywhere without me.”
“Of course not, why would I?” I wink.
“So, how would we do this?”
“I’m sure Will could cook us up somethin’. Teleport, glamour, ya know, stuff.” I shrug.
She giggles, “I love how you plan.”
“Hey, you’re plan girl, not me. I’m get in, get out…”
“Get in…get out…IN…OUT…IN…OUT” She mimics holdin’ onto someone’s hips and thrustin’.
BRAT!
“You’re such a brat.” I laugh and pinch her thighs.
“Ow, you keep hurting me.” She pouts.
“Stop poutin’ or I’m not feedin’ ya.”
That makes her pout some more and I laugh.
After the pancakes are gone and I’m satisfied she doesn’t need to rid herself of them just yet, we ninja it over to the bathroom for the last minute pee/teethbrushin’ stuff before we turn in.
When we get back in bed, Buffy’s on me in an instant. She’s pushin’ me down and kissin’ her way down my stomach.
“No, baby. Come back up here.” I tug on her shoulders and stop her from makin’ her way down.
“Why?”
“’Cause you just brushed your teeth and I ain’t playin’ lookout after we’re done, I’m passin’ right out.”
She chuckles. “Faith, giving up oral in favor of passing out? Let me go get the video camera!”
“I ain’t givin’ up sex, though!” I pull her to me and switch our positions, bein’ mindful of her stomach.
A couple more awkward moments as I try to fit myself between her thighs without crushin’ her belly and I’ve got a good lock on her clit. She was just chucklin’ at my effort to not crush and now she’s gaspin’.
Yeah, that’s right, B. The lil’ minx is horny.
She locks me in by wrappin’ her legs around my waist and I fall forward, proppin’ myself up on my hands. We kiss passionately.
Oh, man, I forgot to do the silence spell. I hear Buffy mutterin’ somethin’ and it’s all fuckin’ sexy but I don’t hear what she’s sayin’.
I lean down a little more to catch it. Heh. The silence spell, great minds think alike, and at the same time apparently.
She captures my lips again and we’re just moanin’ and groanin’ into each other’s mouths. When she starts suckin’ on my tongue, that’s my cue for my head to pop off.
I can’t help but grind more into her and she pulls me down fully onto her.
She gasps out, “Oh, fuck…yes!” As I snake my hand down to her pussy and gently enter her with two fingers, I love feelin’ her spasms around my fingers as she comes. I take her other hand in mine and bring two of her fingers to my mouth, suckin’ them inside, the different sensations are playin’ on our horniness and we grind our centers together slowly, just feelin’ each other come, makin’ the sensations last.
I want it to last forever ‘cause I dunno how long I’m gonna get to be on top like this for, she could be 5 months pregnant by next week. Who knows? And this is my favorite position, ‘cause I get to be dominant, and I get to touch everywhere and look deeply into her eyes while she’s comin’ for me.
Yeah, it doesn’t suck.
“Mmmm, that was just what I needed. Thank you.” She gasps out when we finish.
I let go over her fingers, “Why’re you always, thankin’ me for that, B? It’s not like I don’t get anything out of it.” I pant a chuckle.
“’Cause I like to be polite and thank you for blowing my mind.” She laughs.
She’s a nut. I snuggle into her and pull up the covers over us.
Damn, I’m so sleepy. I drift off with her nibblin’ at my neck and tellin’ me she loves me.
I wake up to kisses and nibbles at my back. Shit how long was I out? I crack an eye open and the light is kinda blindin’. Must be mornin’.
“Mmm, B?”
“MmmHmm. You getting up?”
I hum out a reply, hopefully she’ll take that exactly how it means. ‘No fuckin’ way’.
All of a sudden I hear a quick knock and the door open. Fuck, we forgot to lock it after we brushed our teeth!
B ducks under the covers lightnin’ quick, which leaves my upper back exposed, good thing I wasn’t lyin’ on my back.
“Faith?!” Aunt Dee’s fuckin’ spooked. She knows someone’s under the covers with me. At least I’m under them partially.
“What’s up?” I can’t play this any other way than dumb.
“Who’s…don’t tell me…I don’t wanna know…” She’s rooted to the spot and trying to bore a hole through the covers. “Is that who I think it is?! In my mother’s bed?! You’re with your ex’s sister, and you lied!”
She thinks it’s Dawn. I look at the covers that B’s hidin’ under and I smirk and lay my head back down on the pillow, I’m too tired to care why we gotta hide the fact we’re together anymore, at least from my family. I pull the covers away from B’s head as I’m burrowin’ back into my pillow.
Aunt Dee gasps.
“H…wha…Buffy?!”
“Hey, Aunt Dee.”
“Hi honey! Wait! What’s goin’ on here? Faith, get your lazy ass up!” I feel a shirt bein’ tossed onto my head.
Buffy pulls the covers over me and I turn over. Grumblin’ about havin’ to get up. I was just fine with them hashin’ it out while I slept.
“What’s goin’ on here?!”
Ashleigh and Jules come up behind Aunt Dee.
“Mornin’ Faith. How you feelin’ Buffy?” Jules asks.
“Whatta ya mean, ‘How’s she feelin’? You mean to tell me I’m the last to know somethin’ in my own house?”
“No, Ma, just not the first.” Ash says with a smirk.
“Wipe that smirk off your face, Ashleigh. I want answers! You two strunzes get downstairs and start the coffee.”
“You want answers or you want us to start the coffee?” Fuckin’ Jules, always the smart ass.
“Julia, I will tell that little boy you’ve been seeing that you used to go behind the furnace,” Jules’ face is ashen and the smile is wiped clean. “Now get down stairs and make coffee!”
Ash and Jules run down without another word so they’re not in the line of fire anymore.
Aunt Dee looks at B, “And you. You’re cheatin’ on that Kennedy now?”
B’s face is a muddle of laughter, embarrassment and horror. I finish gettin’ my shirt on and pull a pair of shorts off the seat of the chair next to the bed.
“Aunt Dee, we’ll explain everything, ok? Just let us get dressed!”
“You better explain it all! Be down in five minutes, you hear me?!”
“Got it.” Sheesh, she’s a fuckin’ tyrant.
“Don’t ‘Got it’ to me, you’re lucky that wasn’t Dawn. I would have shaved your head bald for lyin’ to me!”
“But I didn’t, and uhhh well yeah, we sorta did, but we’ll explain, ok?!”
“I’ll be waitin’ downstairs.” She gives me the stink eye to make sure I know she means business, then leaves the room.
“Well, that went well.” B sighs out.
“Yeah, she’s really happy for us.”
“You think so?”
“’Course, she couldn’t stand us bein’ apart.”
Buffy laughs. “It’s good to be loved. Huh?” She sits up and her chest is exposed when the sheet falls off.
“Oh, yeah, baby. Real good.” I slink up to her on the bed and bend down placin’ small kisses around her nipple before suckin’ it into my mouth. “Mmmmm, real good.”
She sighs and threads her hands through my hair. “How much are you gonna tell her?”
“’Nuff.” I say a little garbled by the nipple in my mouth.
“Are you gonna tell her about the baby?”
That makes me smile. Our baby. I reach down and give her tummy a rub, then I let go of her nipple and lean down more to kiss her bump. Our bump. Heh.
“Yeah, if that’s ok with you.” I place a few more kisses on her stomach and B laughs.
“It’s perfectly perfect with me.”
“She’s gonna kill us about the weddin’ though.”
“I know, so let’s be sure to tell her about the baby first.”
“Right, so she only kills me and then waits until you give birth and fawns over the baby, then kills you.”
“Exactly.”
I tickle her and she begs me to stop or she’s gonna barf.
That gets me stoppin’ and I realize she’s got new ammo. It’s not just ‘Stop or I’m gonna pee” anymore.
And that’s perfectly perfect with me.
“So, this ‘calling’ you were chosen for it?”
“Yeah,”
“By who?”
“The Powers That Be,”
“And who are they?”
“Powers,” I say.
“That Be.” B adds helpfully.
“Woah, girls. Wait.” Dee puts her hands in her hair. “This is a bit much.”
“Sorry, Aunt Dee. I shouldn’t have said anything.”
“No, no.” She picks her head up and holds up her hand. “You should have said. No, I’m ok with it. I think. It’s just a lot to process, ya know?”
“Yeah, tell us about it.”
“And Francie’s a Slaygirl?”
Heh.
“Yeah, we’re called Slayers.” I say.
“Cool like Van Helsing!” Jules says.
“No, Van Helsing’s a bitch, and he’s not real. We are.”
“Dracula ain’t real, and he’s pretty cool.” Ash says and B looks away blushin’. I snort.
“What?” Aunt Dee caught the look. “Don’t fuckin’ tell me Vlad the Impaler is real?!”
I nod.
“Oh, I gotta sit down.”
“You’re sittin’, Ma.”
“Then you sit! Everyone just sit!!”
We look at each other and shrug but we take our seats.
After a few minutes of silence Aunt Dee looks like something dawns on her.
“You got weddin’ pictures?”
I nod.
“And a video,” Buffy says cheerfully.
“You owe me bigtime.” Dee points at me all accusin’ like.
“I know.”
“But you’re lucky Ma was in on it or I woulda really been pissed. Ashleigh, go get the Danish and stuff from the kitchen, I’ll make some breakfast, Buffy looks like she’s starvin’.”
“I am a little hungry.” B says pattin’ her stomach.
“After I cook you’ll have to tell me all about how you managed that, yeah?” She points to B’s stomach.
“You’ll never believe it, Dee.”
“Try me.” She says as she goes into the kitchen.
“I don’t believe it!!”
“Believe it.”
“You can’t…I forbid it!”
“G, you can’t stop us, we’re goin’.”
“Faith, we had a deal.”
“We had nothin’ of the sort, G. You had a deal in your head.”
Giles looks to Buffy for some sort of help.
“Sorry, Giles, I agree with Faith on this one. We need to go down there and stop what’s going on.”
“Just like that. And…and…without any regard to your friends, your family…” He looks at her stomach as she walks up to put her hand on his shoulder. “Your baby.”
“Don’t bring the innocent into this, G-man.”
“I bloody well will!” He yells then instantly settles down when he sees our startled faces. “Oh, hang it all. Do what you want, you always do anyway. Why do I even bother?” He gets up and goes to the fireplace.
Buffy looks at me tryin’ to figure out what’s goin’ on. We knew he’d be upset with us, but we’ve thought of a way for Buffy to be completely safe, and Willow assured us she could do the spell, so that’s all set.
We can see Giles takin’ out his handkerchief and wipin’ at his eyes.
Shit, he’s worried. So worried about not bein’ able to see this kid if anything happens to Buffy, it’s got him all busted up.
I nod to B and gesture that she should go to him. She does but doesn’t know what to do, she’s worried about puttin’ her hand on him and upsettin’ him even further.
“Giles…”
“I’ll be ok.”
“What do you want us to do?” I can tell she’s got tears in her eyes. “They’re our friends, our colleagues, they were taken in the line of duty. A duty we set them out to do.”
He hangs his head.
“A duty that’s part of a calling that you showed us was worth being a part of.” She settles her hand on his arm. “We can’t quit now, and you know we’re the best ones for this particular job.” Her voice sounds more confident, less shaky. “I promise,” She says quieter, “You’ll get to see your grandchild.”
Damn, that has me sparkin’ a tear.
Giles sobs out and spins around gatherin’ Buffy into a decidedly un-British hug. Damn, I knew he had it in him, but I never thought he’d bust it out.
I’m smilin’ like a nut and he notices me, he gestures me over. “Keep each other safe, and I’m counting on you, Faith, to keep Buffy and the little one out of harm’s way.”
“Always, G. Always.” I put my arms around both of ‘em and lift ‘em up, huggin’ tight.
“I’ve got incantations that would bring you back from whatever grave you were in and give you holy hell.”
Damn, G’s fuckin’ scary when he wants to be. And I love it.
“Now, let me teleport to Willow and see what you’ll need.” He says as we break from the lovefest. All back to bein’ stuffy and British.
And I love it.
