Wesley was so happy that Rupert was going to work with him. He hated to admit it, but part of him was still a tad unsettled about working at Wolfram and Hart, especially after what had happened the other night, finding out what Lorne had allowed them to do. If given enough time, would the Senior Partners get to all of them? Find their weaknesses and exploit them, drawing them in and not letting them go
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Giles chuckled over how excited Fred got about chocolate chips cookies. In a way, she reminded him a lot of Willow. When she offered him one, he shook his head. "I'm quite full from the wonderful breakfast Wesley made me," he said with a smile. He was about to go over to Wesley's desk when he noticed movement by the door. Turning, his mouth about dropped open when he saw Roger standing there
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Wesley had been so shocked to see his father standing there that it wasn't until he chided him for his manners that he had realized how remiss he had been in not introducing Fred. Although part of him didn't want Fred anywhere near him. He didn't want any of his friends anywhere near him.
And he certainly didn't want Rupert near him, especially when he started poking at him with his snide comments. As he spoke, Wesley found his hand curling into a fist, but when his father turned to him, he found that he couldn't do what he wanted. He couldn't push him out of the office and tell him to shove off because no matter what, this was still his fatherBut even if he couldn't do that, he wasn't going to let him push Rupert out of his life either. Not again. "Wh--whatever you have to say, you can say in front of him," he managed to tell him. "Rupert and I don't have any secrets. No--not any more
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Giles felt his anger rise to the surface when he saw what having Roger in the room was doing to Wesley. It sickened him to know that this was the man who'd terrorized Wesley most of his life, and he wanted nothing more than to throttle the self-serving bastard into a bloody pulp. But, he couldn't do that. Not in front of Wesley. Perhaps Giles could get Roger into a darken hallway and teach him a lesson or two
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When his father called him a poof, Wesley felt his heart seize in his chest. He knew he shouldn't care what he said, not after everything he had done to him, all the ways he had never measured up to his impossible standards, no matter what he had done. But he couldn't help it - this was his father, and for so long, he had wanted nothing more than his love and approval. Old habits died very hard
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Giles wasn't going to be nice to Roger. This was the prat who'd been there with Travers when they called and fired him from the Council. It was Roger's idea to put the call on speaker phone so the entire board could have a good laugh. He sometimes wished Roger wasn't a senior member of the Council or he would've fired him the moment the Council was handed over to him
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While Spike and his father had an apparent reunion of sorts, Wesley looked over at Rupert before stepping up to look at device in the cyborg's stomach. He examined the pattern for a moment, his brow furrowing
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The more Roger talked, the more Giles wanted to throttle him. His barb at Wesley being the Head Boy almost earned him a fist to the jaw, but before Giles could react, the bomb in the cyborg started to go off. He took a hold of Fred's arm and pulled her toward the door of the lab. He knew he wasn't going to leave the lab without Wesley with him. Even if he had to drag him out of there.
Suddenly, the beeping stopped and Giles looked over at Roger. His eyes narrowed as the older man was once again rude to Wesley. He turned and watched Wesley leave the lab. Part of him wanted to run after him but his was too anger to. Instead, he reached over for Roger and grabbed him before slamming him against the wall.
"Lets get something straight right now. This is Wesley's place of work. You have no right to come in here, and treat him like he's nothing. If you want to belittle someone, then I suggest you find something else because you will not continue this. Understood?" Giles growled as he pinned Roger against the wall
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Wesley hadn't really paid attention to where he had ended up, just walking without thinking about it. He wasn't surprised when he had ended up in the library, though. Libraries had always been his refuge when he was growing up - the place were he had hidden, reading for hours, trying to lose himself and forget the hell his father made his life.
He headed toward the back and into one of the alcoves, where he sat down, sitting forward and resting his head in his hands. It figured that his father would choose now to pop back into his life. Now. When he was happy with his life. Or at least when he was happy with his personal life. Sure, there were still things about working here that unsettled him, but it was his life, and he was making his choices, and he was neededAt least, he thought he was
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Giles felt his heart break at how hurt Wesley was. He couldn't believe Roger could still do this to him. He knew what Roger had put Wesley through when he was a child. But, Wesley was an adult now and Roger needed to leave him alone. Wesley was a grown man, and was much more of a man than Roger would ever be.
"I know, love," he said as he wrapped his arms around Wesley. "I've never doubted your feelings for me. Not even after what your father said."
Part of him wanted to hide in the alcove with Wesley, just so his lover wouldn't have to face Roger again. But, he also knew it wasn't healthy for Wesley to hide away from the world. "We should probably get back to your office incase Fred needs us again," he said with a small frown. "I'm sure you don't want to go down there but we should."
Giles leaned forward and softly kissed Wesley's lips. "I'll be there with you," he murmured. "And you don't have to worry about your father. I might have told him off, and pushed him against a wall after you left the lab."
"You did what?" Wesley asked, pulling back slightly from the kiss and looking his lover in the eye. He could see the glint of protectiveness there, and while part of him wished that Rupert hadn't done that - putting himself in the middle of this - part of him couldn't help but love him for wanting to help him. "You do realize that probably pissed him off
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Rupert was glad Wesley had agreed to go back to his office, instead of staying in the library. He knew if Wesley refused to work, his father would see it as a sign of weakness, and he didn't want to give Roger anymore reasons to be cruel to his son
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And he certainly didn't want Rupert near him, especially when he started poking at him with his snide comments. As he spoke, Wesley found his hand curling into a fist, but when his father turned to him, he found that he couldn't do what he wanted. He couldn't push him out of the office and tell him to shove off because no matter what, this was still his fatherBut even if he couldn't do that, he wasn't going to let him push Rupert out of his life either. Not again. "Wh--whatever you have to say, you can say in front of him," he managed to tell him. "Rupert and I don't have any secrets. No--not any more ( ... )
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Suddenly, the beeping stopped and Giles looked over at Roger. His eyes narrowed as the older man was once again rude to Wesley. He turned and watched Wesley leave the lab. Part of him wanted to run after him but his was too anger to. Instead, he reached over for Roger and grabbed him before slamming him against the wall.
"Lets get something straight right now. This is Wesley's place of work. You have no right to come in here, and treat him like he's nothing. If you want to belittle someone, then I suggest you find something else because you will not continue this. Understood?" Giles growled as he pinned Roger against the wall ( ... )
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He headed toward the back and into one of the alcoves, where he sat down, sitting forward and resting his head in his hands. It figured that his father would choose now to pop back into his life. Now. When he was happy with his life. Or at least when he was happy with his personal life. Sure, there were still things about working here that unsettled him, but it was his life, and he was making his choices, and he was neededAt least, he thought he was ( ... )
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"I know, love," he said as he wrapped his arms around Wesley. "I've never doubted your feelings for me. Not even after what your father said."
Part of him wanted to hide in the alcove with Wesley, just so his lover wouldn't have to face Roger again. But, he also knew it wasn't healthy for Wesley to hide away from the world. "We should probably get back to your office incase Fred needs us again," he said with a small frown. "I'm sure you don't want to go down there but we should."
Giles leaned forward and softly kissed Wesley's lips. "I'll be there with you," he murmured. "And you don't have to worry about your father. I might have told him off, and pushed him against a wall after you left the lab."
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