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Jun 10, 2005 21:30

Lilah put a bad taste in my mouth and left me in a foul mood. I really did not think anything could make me feel better, did not think anything could pull me out of my funk, but I vastly underestimated my boyfriend. I could still feel the soft kisses he had placed on my neck long after he had fallen asleep from sheer exhaustion. He was a bit ( Read more... )

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rather_british June 11 2005, 04:31:07 UTC
I rolled over waking up slightly and took in a deep breath. I loved the smell of Jenny's hair. Wait, that wasn't Jenny's hair. That was... it was just her pillow. I blinked slowly and slowly gazed around the room. Jenny wasn't there. Wondering where it was that she had gotten to after such an exhausting night. Flipping on a lamp that stood on my nightstand I pulled a robe around myself and went to go find my love.

I heard soft noises as I left the bedroom, a small thump that sounded as though something had fallen to the floor, and Jenny quietly laughing. I followed the sound to my small library. I opened the door and found Jenny inside curled up in a chair. A small stack of my old diaries lay on the table next to her. One from quite a few years back, was set apart from the others. I assumed that the small thump I had heard was the book being tossed back onto the table. It also didn't take me long to deduce that Jenny had not been laughing. Tears wet her cheeks and her dark eyes were solemn.

"Jenny?" I asked with concern as I went to her. "What is it?"

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younoticedthat June 11 2005, 22:08:09 UTC
His hair was mussed and his eyes squinted in the light. Giles looked exhausted standing there looking at me. I had a feeling he wanted nothing more than to go back to sleep and to take me with him. He was also concerned and I knew despite his most basic wants he would patiently wait for me to explain to him what I was doing, why I was acting this way.

“Nothing.” I finally answered wiping the obnoxious tears off my cheek. I hated this tendency of mine to get sentimental. I never got this way before my death and now I often found myself fighting hard not to cry over the silliest things. “I am sorry I could not sleep so I decided to catch up on what happened to you. I did not realize what Angelus..” I started to cry again feeling stupid and wishing I could stop.

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rather_british June 12 2005, 23:05:03 UTC
I knelt down next to the chair that she was sitting in and took her hands in mine. "Nothing?" I watched her sweet face, the tiny trails that tears had left down her cheeks.

I am sorry I could not sleep so I decided to catch up on what happened to you. I did not realize what Angelus..

"Oh." I said solemnly, looking back to the book that she had tossed on the table. I wished she hadn't read that. I had written that quite soon after being rescued and skipped over no details. "Jenny," I brushed her hair away from her cheek and left my hand on her neck. "Don't cry, please?" I leaned forward and kissed her softly. "That was such a long time ago." I stood her up and held her in my arms. "I made it out alright in the end." I said kindly.

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younoticedthat June 13 2005, 03:02:01 UTC
Giles was going to comfort me to the very end and I knew this. After all he probably had a hard time with other people being in pain, he just wanted to protect me. He could not protect me though, not really. There were things I would have to do and the more I knew what Angel had did to Giles the easier these things would be.

“Yes I suppose we both came out all right.” I said pulling out of Giles embrace and looking him in the eye trying to relax. I touched his cheek with the back of my hand as my other hand rested on his heart. “What does not kill us can only make us stronger.” I said and than realized the oddness of my statement. “Well you know what I mean.” I leaned in and kissed him softly on his lips before pulling back.

“Ok I think I am better. Want to go back to bed? I know you are tired and this.. well this can wait.” I had a feeling in the morning he might have some words regarding me reading his personal diaries. Now though I was certain words were the last thing he had.

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rather_british June 13 2005, 23:18:54 UTC
She was just trying to ease my mind. Deep in the recceses of my mind I knew that. But I still quite tired and I wasn't sure there was much I could do to comfort her in my half-concious state.

I kissed the top of her head, "Let's go to bed. I'll explain everything to you in the morning, if you really wish me to."

I placed my hand on the small of her back and guided her back to our bedroom. We climbed back under the blankets and she reached over and switched out the lamp. I wrapped her small frame in my arms and gave her another kiss as I drifted back to sleep.

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