__Not Just a Watcher Anymore__
By Andrea
He's not just a Watcher anymore.
Not that he ever was only that but tonight I realize
finally, that he is something more.
And I like what I see.
Seeing Giles in that silky robe, even though it was
Ethan's, was a sight to see. He doesn't look like the
Watcher/librarian that I was so used to seeing. He was
a man, a new man in my eyes. And a handsome one at
that.
After the spell broke and Demon Giles was gone, he'd
laid there in front of me with nothing on but his
pants, and I got an eyeful.
His strong, firm chest was exposed, the golden honey
hairs sprinkled lightly on his chest. I didn't realize
that all my Slayer training not only benefited me but
him as well. His muscles were prominent and his
stomach was solid. I tried in vain not to touch him
but failed.
It was so tempting that under the pretense of helping
him up, instead of grabbing his arm first, I
accidently brushed my fingers across his chest. I
barely suppressed my moan as my fingertips brushed his
hairs.
He looked at me and asked what was wrong. I, of
course, had to cover up and say I was shaken by the
whole night. Which wasn't exactly a lie.
I was concerned.
The minute I found out about Giles, it felt like I
couldn't breathe, couldn't move. My first thought was
how was I to survive without him. I didn't realize
till now, how much I need him in my life. How much,
even though I'm in college, I need his support.
When I was at his apartment, I could feel his
presence, felt his aura in the room. It somehow
comforted and scared me at the same time.
Comforted in the fact that I could feel him still.
That our connection was so palpable despite my lack of
contact with him these past weeks.
But it scared me too.
Scared me in that if he was really a demon or worse
gone, I would never feel this comfort again. And
knowing that could be possibility,..well, it scared me
more than anything else I've ever experienced.
Riley had tried to reassure me but it was hardly
comforting. I didn't need him right now, I needed
Giles.
And he wasn't there.
I tried to explain it to him, tried to explain how
much, not only I, but the others as well, needed
Giles. I don't think he really understood. I told him
that Giles was the one who always solved the problem
for us, was always the one who when things got rough,
we could go to. Everything from Oz's werewolfness, to
Willow's magic, to Xander's home life and especially
my neverending round of Slayer problems.
He offered his help, but it wasn't the same. And we
both knew it.
I don't think anyone of us could survive without
Giles. And the idea that we might have had
to.....frightened all of us.
And me most of all.
Anyway, after tearing up the entire town, with little
help from the Initiative I might add, I finally found
him. Or rather the demon him, which at the time I
thought was a demon but turned out to be Giles.
Anyway, seeing that demon released something primal in
me that I've never experienced before. I wanted
nothing more than to rip his heart out, thinking that
this creature was the one who killed my Watcher, my
Giles.
I straddled him, ready to plunge the knife into him
when something happened. Something odd but intriguing
happened.
I saw him.
I saw Giles and not just my Watcher.
I recognized those beautiful jade eyes, the eyes that
were often hidden behind those wire-rimmed glasses.
Saw the fear in them, his eyes pleading with me to
recognize him. Pleading with me to see him, to see
more than I'd ever seen before.
And I did. I truly did.
Everything that was Giles, everything that I'd failed
to see before flashed through me and it warmed me.
Tentatively, not wanting to get my hopes up in case I
was wrong, I asked, "Giles?"
And I wasn't. Wasn't wrong that is.
It was him and I'd never been more happier than I was
at that moment.
Climbing off of him, I asked Ethan to turn him back to
normal. Well, that wasn't exactly true. I more like
forced, beat up and all round kicked Ethan into
spilling the beans about the spell. After a VERY
strong convincing, he did it.
And that brings me back to my answer of his question.
True, I was so totally relieved that he was safe, but
I was also flustered from the sexy body I'd seen. The
one that had been hiding under a bushel..hell, more
like an orchard. I wondered if he could pick up on my
excitement, half of me hoping he didn't and the other
hoping he did.
If I'd known about Giles....I would have...
I don't know what I would have done but I know what I
could do.
The question is, was it too late?
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