Fred gave Giles a grateful smile when he gave her the gloves. She hadn't seen any in the suitcase and given that it had been snowing, she was glad to have them. As he pulled out his own pair, she pulled them on and followed him down the steps to the foyer.
She was expecting him to head for the door once he picked up his keys, but instead he asked his question, talking about her leaving him. Her chest tightened, and her throat began aching as she looked at him.
"I--I liked it when you kissed me. It...it felt wonderful," she told him softly. "I'm just...I don't know..." She took a deep breath. "I don't have any idea if something like this--if I'm even allowed... I don't want to hurt you. It's the last thing I want to do, but I don't know if they're going to make me leave you behind, and you don't deserve to be treated that way."
Giles stood there and listened to Fred talk, grateful that she didn't mind him kissing her. When he had woke up that morning, he was feeling alone and isolated from the people he cared about. He never thought the emptiness inside of him would be filled with someone people had grieved for just a year before. Looking up toward the ceiling, he said a silent thanks to the Powers for allowing him whatever time he was allowed with Fred. Even if it was just a few short days
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Fred gazed up at Giles as he tucked her hair behind her ear. He had done that several times now, and it was possibly one of the most intimate gestures she had ever experienced from anyone
( ... )
At Fred's words, Giles looked around. He heard what sounded like a rustling noise coming from the direction of his office. Gripping Fred's hand tighter, he started toward the noise. His office door was cracked open and he quietly crept up to it, his hand still wrapped around Fred's
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Fred hurried with Giles down the hall toward the source of the noise. They entered an office to find a young man in front of a cabinet of weapons, holding what looked to be a scythe in his hand. Before the man could explain what he was doing, Giles suddenly jumped forward, knocking him out of the way before the cabinet fell over
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When he heard Cordelia's voice, Giles turned around. "Cordelia?" he asked, furrowing his brow.
"Oh, hey, Giles!" she said before grabbing the scythe out of Fred's hand. "Wish I could stick around and catch up but I promised Doyle I'd get this back. You did a good job, Fred. Now go get some rest and let Giles take care of you."
Giles opened his mouth to say something but before he could, Cordelia was gone. He looked over at Fred and shrugged his shoulders. "I think Cordelia is right. It's been a long night and you need your rest," he said, stepping over to her. He took her hand again and reached over to turn the lights off. "Lets go back to my flat. I'll make you something warm to drink and then we can chat or you can sleep."
He gave her a small kiss on the cheek and lead her out of his office and back outside into the snow and cold.
Fred's eyes opened wide at seeing her friend standing there, and hundreds of questions swirled through her head that she wanted to ask of her. Before she could even open her mouth, though, Cordy had grabbed the scythe out of her hand, telling her that she was doing a good job and to let Giles take care of her. She wanted to ask what she meant by that, but before either of them could say anything Cordy was gone.
She stared at where she had been standing then looked over at Giles. Nodding, she took his hand, thinking going back to his flat and having something warm to drink sounded nice. But more than anything, she just wanted to spend time with him - as much time as she could. Even if it was going to break her heart in the end if she had to leave him.
Heading outside, he led her to his car. The drive back to his flat was fairly short. "You--you were amazing back there," she told him. "I didn't even see the cabinet falling over."
Giles found himself blushing at Fred's words and he shrugged a little. "Years of being a Watcher, I suppose. Plus, the scythe was keeping the weight inside balanced and if you didn't take it out right, it'd make the cabinet fall over. I assumed Richardson hadn't been careful with removing it."
He pulled his car up to his flat and killed the engine. It was starting to snow again so he jogged over to Fred's side of the car and opened the door for her. "Come on. Lets get inside before we get buried in snow," he said as the snow started to pick up. They went to the front door and Giles quickly unlocked it before ushering Fred inside.
Once inside, he took his boots and outer gear off. He glanced over at Fred and noticed the small snowflakes in her hair. Reaching over, he used his fingers to blush the snow out, while grinning at how red her cheeks were from being outside. "Fred..." he whispered before pulling her to him and deeply kissing her.
Fred watched Rupert as he explained how he had realized the cabinet was probably about to fall over, seeing that he was trying to make it seem like it really hadn't been anything. He didn't see that he had done something amazing
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Giles smiled at Fred's words. He knew there was a chance she would be gone by morning, maybe even sooner, but she wanted him. It'd been years since anyone had actually wanted to stay with him. "Of course, Fred," he murmured. He picked her up and carried her up the flight of stairs, and to his bedroom.
Carefully lying her on the bed, he hovered over her for a moment before softly kissing her. She felt so warm, and so welcoming, and he really hoped this was what she wanted. He caressed her side and kissed down her to her jaw line, and then neck. He can feel himself becoming aroused and he moaned a little as he continued to kiss her warm skin.
Giles pulled back and looked down at her before pulling her jumper over her head. He touched the warm skin of her stomach and slowly moved up. He caressed the skin under her bra-clad breasts and looked down at her face. "Are you sure this is what you want?" he asked, nothing wanting to hurt her in anyway.
Fred wrapped her arms around Rupert when he picked her up, resting her head against him as she felt her heart pounding in her chest. She didn't know where things were going to go between them after tonight, but part of her didn't care. She only knew what she was feeling and what he was feeling, and they needed each other right here and now
( ... )
Giles felt a weight being lifted from his shoulders when Fred said she was sure. He needed, wanted this and he didn't want her to push him away. Even though he knew there was a good chance she'd be gone soon, Giles still wanted to be with her - to make a memory that would last until his dying day. He knew, deep in his heart, that Fred would always be a part of his life, no matter where she went
( ... )
She was expecting him to head for the door once he picked up his keys, but instead he asked his question, talking about her leaving him. Her chest tightened, and her throat began aching as she looked at him.
"I--I liked it when you kissed me. It...it felt wonderful," she told him softly. "I'm just...I don't know..." She took a deep breath. "I don't have any idea if something like this--if I'm even allowed... I don't want to hurt you. It's the last thing I want to do, but I don't know if they're going to make me leave you behind, and you don't deserve to be treated that way."
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"Oh, hey, Giles!" she said before grabbing the scythe out of Fred's hand. "Wish I could stick around and catch up but I promised Doyle I'd get this back. You did a good job, Fred. Now go get some rest and let Giles take care of you."
Giles opened his mouth to say something but before he could, Cordelia was gone. He looked over at Fred and shrugged his shoulders. "I think Cordelia is right. It's been a long night and you need your rest," he said, stepping over to her. He took her hand again and reached over to turn the lights off. "Lets go back to my flat. I'll make you something warm to drink and then we can chat or you can sleep."
He gave her a small kiss on the cheek and lead her out of his office and back outside into the snow and cold.
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She stared at where she had been standing then looked over at Giles. Nodding, she took his hand, thinking going back to his flat and having something warm to drink sounded nice. But more than anything, she just wanted to spend time with him - as much time as she could. Even if it was going to break her heart in the end if she had to leave him.
Heading outside, he led her to his car. The drive back to his flat was fairly short. "You--you were amazing back there," she told him. "I didn't even see the cabinet falling over."
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He pulled his car up to his flat and killed the engine. It was starting to snow again so he jogged over to Fred's side of the car and opened the door for her. "Come on. Lets get inside before we get buried in snow," he said as the snow started to pick up. They went to the front door and Giles quickly unlocked it before ushering Fred inside.
Once inside, he took his boots and outer gear off. He glanced over at Fred and noticed the small snowflakes in her hair. Reaching over, he used his fingers to blush the snow out, while grinning at how red her cheeks were from being outside. "Fred..." he whispered before pulling her to him and deeply kissing her.
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Carefully lying her on the bed, he hovered over her for a moment before softly kissing her. She felt so warm, and so welcoming, and he really hoped this was what she wanted. He caressed her side and kissed down her to her jaw line, and then neck. He can feel himself becoming aroused and he moaned a little as he continued to kiss her warm skin.
Giles pulled back and looked down at her before pulling her jumper over her head. He touched the warm skin of her stomach and slowly moved up. He caressed the skin under her bra-clad breasts and looked down at her face. "Are you sure this is what you want?" he asked, nothing wanting to hurt her in anyway.
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