Title: Postcards
from Far Away
Author: Froxyn
Rating: FRT
Pairing:
Buffy/Giles
Timeline: Two
months after A
Whisper.
Synopsis: The
Leoprish are searching for Giles. Can
Buffy stop them?
Author’s Note:
Album fic. No lyrics, as this
song is an instrumental. Song can be
found here.
“What?” Buffy asked quietly.
“I found some more
information about the Leoprish…”
Buffy swallowed and
glanced in Giles’ direction, relaxing when she found that he was preoccupied
with tea preparation. “Not now, Will.”
“Isn’t this hard for
you? I mean, knowing where he was and
what he’d been through…and him not remembering?”
“Of course it
is.” Buffy answered quickly. “But, what do you want me to do? ‘Oh, I know you don’t remember, but a funny
thing happened a few months ago’…”
“Buffy…”
“He couldn’t even
tell me what they’d done to him, Will.
I’m not putting him through that again if I don’t have to.” Buffy stated firmly. “If that means me knowing something and
keeping it from him, then so be it.”
“You’re keeping
something from me?”
“No. No, I’m not keeping anything from you.”
Giles stared at her
for a moment and then turned, slowly making his way back to the kitchen. Buffy cursed softly and ran after him,
leaving
“Giles…”
Giles shook his head,
refusing to look at her, and opened another box of Jaffa Cakes. Buffy couldn’t help but notice his trembling
fingers.
“Giles…”
He finally looked at
her, eyes dark and jaw clenched. “You
lied to me. I don’t know what you lied
to me about, but you lied. You are
keeping something from me.”
“No, I – ”
His eyes blazed with
a sudden flash of anger, Jaffa Cakes spilling onto the tray and then rolling
off onto the floor. “You are the worst
liar I’ve ever known, Buffy.”
He pushed his way
past her, grabbing his car keys from the countertop. She grabbed his wrist just as quickly.
“Where are you
going?”
“To pick up a box of
doughnuts.”
Buffy narrowed her
eyes. “No you’re not.”
“I’ve never been a
particularly good liar either.” He
pulled his arm free and glared at her.
“When I come back, I expect the truth.”
Buffy’s eyes
glistened as Giles turned and made his way to the door.
“Buffy, we have to
tell him. It’s not fair to him, to
you…any of us. Please…”
Giles turned slowly
and fixed his gaze on
“I…well,
she…we…”
Buffy sniffled and
sat down heavily on one of the bar stools.
“I was just trying to protect you.”
“From?” He prompted as he turned towards her,
crossing his arms over his chest. “What
could be so important that you’d lie to me?”
Buffy met his
eyes…and let her tears fall freely.
“They hurt you…and you don’t remember.”
Giles absently
glanced in the mirror kept next to the doorway.
Seeing no bruises or marks, he lowered his arms and inspected his hands. He shook his head in confusion.
“No one has hurt me…”
Buffy and
“Two months ago, you
were abducted by a group of Leoprish demons.”
Giles stared at her,
swallowing hard as he slumped against the door.
“Oh my God.”
* * *
“I couldn’t tell
you.” Buffy whispered, holding his hands
in hers as she sat on the coffee table in front of him. “I’m sorry, Giles…I thought I was doing the
right thing.”
For the past two
hours, she and
“They took my watch.”
Buffy choked back a
sob, nodding as her hands tightened around his.
“That was one of the first things you said to me.”
He looked up at the
sound, pulling his left hand free and placing his palm on her cheek. “You came for me. I thought I’d lost my mind…that I’d finally
been broken…but, you came for me.”
“I love you.” She whispered emotionally, leaning into his
touch. “And when I realized that you had
forgotten, I thought it was a blessing…that you wouldn’t have to remember…”
Giles swallowed and
turned his eyes to
Buffy glanced at
“Oh…um, yeah…”
“Jacob Miller.” Giles stated softly.
“Yeah.”
Giles met her eyes
briefly before lowering them, sliding his left hand from Buffy’s face to rub
the side of his neck. “That’s what they
do. Horrible things, that is.”
Giles gave a nearly
imperceptible nod. Buffy moved to sit
next to him, pulling him into her arms as he fought the tears.
“What did they do to
you?”
Giles shook his head,
wrapping his arms around her tightly as a single tear escaped. “Buffy…”
“What?” Buffy whispered in a shocked tone. “But, why?”
“Knowledge.” Giles answered, his voice trembling. “They break the mind…steal the knowledge. Use what power they find in that knowledge
for evil.”
Giles looked into
Buffy’s eyes and read her unasked questions easily. He licked his suddenly dry lips and exhaled
shakily.
“The easiest way to
break me…was to take you from me.”
Tears filled Buffy’s
eyes again. “Giles?”
“They nearly broke
me. If I hadn’t gotten away when I did,
I have no doubt they would have. And
then…the thought of coming home to you was the only thing that kept my mind
intact…relatively.”
“That’s why you were
reluctant to make love with me…”
Giles nodded slowly,
wiping his thumb through the moisture on her cheek. “Until I forgot, yes.”
She smiled as the
kiss deepened, standing and quietly making her way into the kitchen. She picked the Jaffa Cakes up from the floor
and chuckled to herself when she heard Giles whisper his desire for Buffy.
Maybe the Scooby
meeting could wait another day.
~ End