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Jan 04, 2005 02:20

It was still raining when we got to the airport. Giles and I were silent on the drive there. I think he got that I needed to just not talk for a while, and just be. Sinking into the passenger seat, I wrapped my arms tighter around myself as I stared blankly out the window, watching rain drops make skinny, random rivulets down the glass, viens of ( Read more... )

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_r_giles_ January 3 2005, 22:24:02 UTC

The drive over to Heathrow was done in silence. Not tense silence as they usually tend to be, more of a resign silence. Both of us needing to gather our thoughts, calm down before we met Dawn. The last thing that girl needs is both of us panicking or showing signs of despair. Fear that we'll not get Buffy back.

Because we will, I've to believe in that. It's my last straw if you will. That, and putting a stake through that bastard's unbeating heart. I've never liked Angel, but I loathe Angelus. I've not forgotten what he did to me. To Jenny. To Buffy. Bastard, the world would be better off without him. Either him or Angel.

Sitting on the cold, sterile plastic chairs we both wait for Dawn's plane to arrive. It is of course delayed, as tradition would have it. Sighing, I pull my glasses off and pinch the bridge of my nose. "I don't know, Willow. I guess we'll just have to follow our instincts on that." And not break down, the last thing that girl needs is for us to break down.

red_rosenberg January 12 2005, 02:47:43 UTC

"Instincts," I repeated, but I didn't say anything more on that. No point in telling him how off my instincts were - just take a peek at my track record. Not good, definitely not good. I'm in England and handicapped, magically speaking. It's like I'm handcuffed, can't do anything and I won't let myself do anything and I can feel everything around me. Sucks majorly. Now I had to be all Willowy and role modely for Dawnie. And Giles expected me to do that, or at least, needed me to. I sighed, took a sip of my tea, let myself concentrate on the taste ( ... )

_r_giles_ January 13 2005, 10:15:23 UTC

Patting her hand I give her a small smile. "Xander is fine. I spoke to him when the told me when Dawn would be arriving. He's...upset of course, but he's fine. And he's not alone, he has help." But help he doesn't know. Faith, Cordelia and Wesley? They weren't on our team, they work differently. Faith is a team on her own, and Wesley was tossed out of his team. I can only hope they know how to put their differences aside and do their job ( ... )