Fred winced a bit in sympathy, watching as the doctor cleaned the wound. From the looks of the it, the slice was fairly clean, so that was good, all things considered. She held his other hand while Smith stitched him up, letting him lean against her
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Giles allowed Fred to take him up to their bedroom. His clothes were sticky with blood and sweat so he took them off and slip his pajamas on. “I don’t recall if I told you this or not, but thank you for saving my life,” he said as slipped into his bed. “As for the demon, I think whoever was controlling it was nearby. Before you lot came along, the demon was down and then there was that flashed.”
He reached over and picked up a notepad and started to jot some things down. “At tomorrow’s meeting I’ll have to ask Willow if she felt anything before the flash of light,” Giles said. He could tell was Fred was looking at him and before she could say anything, he changed the subject. “You’re quite with the crossbow. Perhaps when we visit my parents this weekend, I’ll take you out with their archery range. Don’t believe they’ve used it in years.”
Giles finished his notes and placed the notepad on the bedside table again. He looked over at Fred and smiled. “Going to join me, love?”
"You're welcome," she told him as she picked up her nightgown and began to change into it. There had been no way she was going to let that demon just take him without a fight
( ... )
Giles looked over at Fred when she asked if he was planning on going to work the next day. There had been a time when he didn’t have to answer to anyone else and he was still getting used to have Fred there. But Giles knew she was right and knew he needed to stay home and rest. “You’re right,” he said, kissing her cheek. “I’ll stay home tomorrow even though I’ll be terribly bored without you
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Fred felt a bit relieved when he agreed to stay home the next day and not push himself. She wasn't completely sure how much blood he had lost between the village and the flat, so she didn't want him to go to work and end up having to be taken to the hospital because of it.
Resting her head on his chest when he pulled her against him and closing her eyes, she couldn't help but laugh softly at the image of him watching soap operas. It just seemed so un-Rupert-like. "I'm not sure if ten minutes is going to be possible. Will every fifteen minutes do?"
Once he turned the lights off, she stretched out a bit but remained leaning against him. She liked being able to cuddle up to someone like this, especially when he kissed her the way he was. Resting her hand on his stomach, she rubbed gently.
"I don't mind at all. You've already met my parents, so I should meet yours, and I really do want to meet them, so before the wedding is probably best. I just hope that they like me and don't think I'm too kooky or something."
“I believe both of them will adore you, Fred,” Giles said as he shifted under her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and used his good hand to rub circles on her stomach. “My mum is quite laid back and always sees the good in people. She’s a lot like you. And my father - well, it might take him a while to warm up to you but I’m sure he will.”
He went back to kissing her neck as his hand traveled up and over her breasts. “I love you,” he whispered in her ear. “And I’m quite glad you’re here and not back in Texas. We should really buy Willow a gift since she pestered me for days about calling you for your interview.” His hand moved up and he tickled his fingers over the pulse of her neck.
“You are the most beautiful woman I know, Fred,” he said as his fingers through her silky hair, loving the way it felt on his skin. “I almost feel as if I should build a shrine to you.”
Fred felt better when he assured her that his parents would like her. She always felt so self-conscious about how she came across to people, both with her Texan accent and her tendancy to babble.
"Hopefully, I won't ramble in front of your parents when I meet them," she said before sighing softly as his hands roamed over her body. "Ohhh...I like it when you do that."
She grinned at the idea of getting something for Willow for basically being the one who caused all this to happen. "We should. Although, you know...maybe instead of getting something for her, we could return the favor. It looks like she has a big time crush on Charlotte. I wonder if the feeling's mutual at all."
She then felt herself blushing at his compliment. "You build a shrine, and I doubt that I'll be able to walk, my ego'll get so big." She kissed the bit of his skin she could feel through the opening of his pajamas. "Just being with you like this is enough for me."
“Bloody hell,” Giles softly cursed when Fred said Charlotte’s name. “I forgot that I’m supposed to meet her in the morning. I do suppose I’ll have to ring her and ask her to bring the project over here while you’re at work tomorrow.” He then grinned and pulled her closer before adjusting himself so he was in more of a lying position
( ... )
Fred couldn't help but smile in the dark at Rupert's story. "Well, I have to say that I'm very glad that you were wrong about who her crush was on, purely for selfish reasons, of course," she told him as she hugged him. "But you definitely should encourage Charlotte. I'm pretty certain Willow would like that, given how she was acting at the meeting today. And maybe if things go well with them, the four of us can have a double date sometime."
*****When the morning came, Fred didn't want to leave Rupert but knew that she had to go to work. After finally managing to extract herself from his arms - though very, very reluctantly - she called Willow and asked if one of them could come pick her up since the doctor wanted Giles to have a day to recover. Willow said that she and Buffy would be over within in forty-five minutes, and suddenly, Fred wondered if maybe she should just crawl back into bed and hide with Rupert
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While Fred was taking her shower, Giles spent his time sulking in bed. He didn’t like knowing he was going to miss a full day of work but that didn’t compare to the feelings he had about being away from Fred for a full eight hours. When she came back into the bedroom and made her announcement, Giles smiled a little.
“Buffy’s just being curious is all. She’ll end up loving you. The person she didn’t like was Olivia, and I could see her reasons. I ended up not like her much either,” he said as he watched her dress. He let out a sigh and slouched down in the bed. “You know, as your boss, I could close the lab for the day and you could stay here.”
Giles knew closing the lab wasn’t possible. He let out another sigh and rolled over onto his side. “I hope I’m able to take care of myself, with my bad hand and all. I would be terribly disappointed if you came home and I was dead because I couldn’t properly feed myself,” he said in an over dramatic fashion.
"I hope she does. I know how important to you she is, and I'd hate to come between the two of you in any way. The funny thing is that she doesn't look anything how I pictured her when I used to hear stories about her before for some reason, I expected this...superwoman, and she seems so...normal. I like her
( ... )
“And if I die, you’ll never fall in love with another, yes?” Giles asked as he smirked. When Fred kissed him, he had to resist the urge to pin her down in the bed and make her stay. But he knew she had to go to work so he pulled back. “And that sounds like a brilliant plan, love. I’ll make sure to be out of bed and dressed by the time you lot get here.”
He was about to snuggle closer when he heard a car horn outside. Sighing, he moved back and looked at Fred. “I do suppose that’s Willow and Buffy. Good luck with the questioning,” he said with a smile. Giles then leaned forward and softly kissed her as they beeped the horn again. “You should go. I love you.”
When Fred left the room, Giles rolled over and picked up the cordless phone. He dialed Charlotte’s mobile and spoke to her for a few minutes before she agreed to bring the project over later in the morning. After ringing off, Giles sighed and stood from the bed, wondering if he was too early to call Fred.
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He reached over and picked up a notepad and started to jot some things down. “At tomorrow’s meeting I’ll have to ask Willow if she felt anything before the flash of light,” Giles said. He could tell was Fred was looking at him and before she could say anything, he changed the subject. “You’re quite with the crossbow. Perhaps when we visit my parents this weekend, I’ll take you out with their archery range. Don’t believe they’ve used it in years.”
Giles finished his notes and placed the notepad on the bedside table again. He looked over at Fred and smiled. “Going to join me, love?”
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Resting her head on his chest when he pulled her against him and closing her eyes, she couldn't help but laugh softly at the image of him watching soap operas. It just seemed so un-Rupert-like. "I'm not sure if ten minutes is going to be possible. Will every fifteen minutes do?"
Once he turned the lights off, she stretched out a bit but remained leaning against him. She liked being able to cuddle up to someone like this, especially when he kissed her the way he was. Resting her hand on his stomach, she rubbed gently.
"I don't mind at all. You've already met my parents, so I should meet yours, and I really do want to meet them, so before the wedding is probably best. I just hope that they like me and don't think I'm too kooky or something."
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He went back to kissing her neck as his hand traveled up and over her breasts. “I love you,” he whispered in her ear. “And I’m quite glad you’re here and not back in Texas. We should really buy Willow a gift since she pestered me for days about calling you for your interview.” His hand moved up and he tickled his fingers over the pulse of her neck.
“You are the most beautiful woman I know, Fred,” he said as his fingers through her silky hair, loving the way it felt on his skin. “I almost feel as if I should build a shrine to you.”
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"Hopefully, I won't ramble in front of your parents when I meet them," she said before sighing softly as his hands roamed over her body. "Ohhh...I like it when you do that."
She grinned at the idea of getting something for Willow for basically being the one who caused all this to happen. "We should. Although, you know...maybe instead of getting something for her, we could return the favor. It looks like she has a big time crush on Charlotte. I wonder if the feeling's mutual at all."
She then felt herself blushing at his compliment. "You build a shrine, and I doubt that I'll be able to walk, my ego'll get so big." She kissed the bit of his skin she could feel through the opening of his pajamas. "Just being with you like this is enough for me."
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*****When the morning came, Fred didn't want to leave Rupert but knew that she had to go to work. After finally managing to extract herself from his arms - though very, very reluctantly - she called Willow and asked if one of them could come pick her up since the doctor wanted Giles to have a day to recover. Willow said that she and Buffy would be over within in forty-five minutes, and suddenly, Fred wondered if maybe she should just crawl back into bed and hide with Rupert ( ... )
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“Buffy’s just being curious is all. She’ll end up loving you. The person she didn’t like was Olivia, and I could see her reasons. I ended up not like her much either,” he said as he watched her dress. He let out a sigh and slouched down in the bed. “You know, as your boss, I could close the lab for the day and you could stay here.”
Giles knew closing the lab wasn’t possible. He let out another sigh and rolled over onto his side. “I hope I’m able to take care of myself, with my bad hand and all. I would be terribly disappointed if you came home and I was dead because I couldn’t properly feed myself,” he said in an over dramatic fashion.
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He was about to snuggle closer when he heard a car horn outside. Sighing, he moved back and looked at Fred. “I do suppose that’s Willow and Buffy. Good luck with the questioning,” he said with a smile. Giles then leaned forward and softly kissed her as they beeped the horn again. “You should go. I love you.”
When Fred left the room, Giles rolled over and picked up the cordless phone. He dialed Charlotte’s mobile and spoke to her for a few minutes before she agreed to bring the project over later in the morning. After ringing off, Giles sighed and stood from the bed, wondering if he was too early to call Fred.
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