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So I found myself making that slow and painful drive to Joyce's all over again. I kept my eyes on the road, unwilling to look at Giles. I had to stay focused if I was going to stay strong. That meant eyes on the road and not looking to, talking to, or thinking about Giles. Okay so that was impossible. He was in so much pain. And then this Wesley guy shows up and acts like he couldn't give a shit what everyone here is going through. Was it a good idea to invite him with us when we went to see Joyce? I doubt it. He had about as much tact as.. Cordelia.
Oh God. Do the rest of them know? Willow? Xander? Cordelia? Do they know? Giles was a total wreck, and he only found out from the Council. Had the others seen him? They must have. They live in the library. They must know. Right?
How had it happened? Giles had been so distraught and incoherent when I found him that I just realized that I didn't even know how Buffy died. And I was sure Joyce was gunna ask. Did Giles even know?
I pulled into the driveway in front of the house. A cold chill ran down my spine. This was real. We really had to do this. Why was I even here? I was never around. But I guess now I have to be. The Hellmouth's new guardian or whatever. I put the car in park and turned it off, continuing to stare straight forward. We could do this, right? I could do this. I could do this. All of this. Telling Joyce, taking over, saving the world.. I could do it, right? What was wrong with me? I'd never doubted myself before. But I knew somewhere deep down how good of a fighter B really was. I knew it and it scared me that she had died. That's right, it scared me. But you're Faith, so buck up!
I blinked my thoughts out of my mind and looked over at Giles. "Here we go."
(open to Giles, Wesley(if you decided to join us), and eventually Joyce)
Oh God. Do the rest of them know? Willow? Xander? Cordelia? Do they know? Giles was a total wreck, and he only found out from the Council. Had the others seen him? They must have. They live in the library. They must know. Right?
How had it happened? Giles had been so distraught and incoherent when I found him that I just realized that I didn't even know how Buffy died. And I was sure Joyce was gunna ask. Did Giles even know?
I pulled into the driveway in front of the house. A cold chill ran down my spine. This was real. We really had to do this. Why was I even here? I was never around. But I guess now I have to be. The Hellmouth's new guardian or whatever. I put the car in park and turned it off, continuing to stare straight forward. We could do this, right? I could do this. I could do this. All of this. Telling Joyce, taking over, saving the world.. I could do it, right? What was wrong with me? I'd never doubted myself before. But I knew somewhere deep down how good of a fighter B really was. I knew it and it scared me that she had died. That's right, it scared me. But you're Faith, so buck up!
I blinked my thoughts out of my mind and looked over at Giles. "Here we go."
(open to Giles, Wesley(if you decided to join us), and eventually Joyce)