I couldn't believe all of this stuff. I was pretty new to this whole scooby gang thing and I was still trying to deal with...wow, hey I'm a werewolf here
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Poor Giles. He was just so heartbroken, and- and- he had almost died! A few more minutes and he would have been all squished and mush and... I really didn't want to think what else
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See? There he goes again doing the whole 'not panicking' thing. I almost wanted to ask him how he did that, how he made the world feel as if it weren't falling apart. But before I could even try to get one more syllable in there and go off on another panic ramble he kissed me.
It was small, short and sweet, and it totally put me at ease. I think that it was the first peaceful moment I had had since the initial phone call from Giles.
"Everything is going to be okay, Willow.""Huh?" I said... after opening my eyes after his soft kiss and forgetting for that one moment all that I had been telling him
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I was going to say more, but all that I could manage was the you're welcome.
I was missing chromosomes or something because at moments like these, I could never open up. I needed to be there for her, but if I tried, then I would have to bail, and that isn't what she needed right now.
All of this was terrible, awful, a friend now a killer, killing someone that we all knew and that Willow had reverence for, even though miss Calendar had not been honest with Buffy concerning Angel.
I wasn't clear on all of the details, but I knew there was tension there, it was interesting, or had been, until she ended up dead and Buffy was so hurt by all of this.
I drove down the road, expecting Angel to just pop out at us, but I didn't display the fear emotion. That was the last thing that Willow needed to see right now.
"Buffy's going to stop this, Willow. Don't you feel that too?"
Not comforting words, per se, but hey, it was a step in that direction and I needed to learn how to handle these situations better.
I nervously smiled at him as we entered my room. I opened the door that lead to the hallway and sure enough, all the lights were off. I walked to the end of the hall and waited there until I heard the familiar sound of dad snoring, which meant that he and mom were out cold for the remainder of the night
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I changed into my PJ's as quickly as I could. I must have dropped my t-shirt like five different times I was so nervous, but finally after many, or more like three attempts... one of them I had put the shirt on backwards, I was able to put it on
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She rambled and I loved the way that she rambled, even if it was over some circumstances that were beyond dire, to say the least.
Middle of town, side of the road, crazy vampires, wow, running the streets, didn't matter to me.
Not right now.
I moved over to the center console, and got on me knees as she was on the floor, because hey, not the tallest of individuals here.
I kissed her sweetly, just a peck on the lips, and then I looked her in the eyes. "Everything is going to be okay, Willow."
I didn't know it for sure, but I had to say it for her benefit, but somehow, I believed it.
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It was small, short and sweet, and it totally put me at ease. I think that it was the first peaceful moment I had had since the initial phone call from Giles.
"Everything is going to be okay, Willow.""Huh?" I said... after opening my eyes after his soft kiss and forgetting for that one moment all that I had been telling him ( ... )
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I was going to say more, but all that I could manage was the you're welcome.
I was missing chromosomes or something because at moments like these, I could never open up. I needed to be there for her, but if I tried, then I would have to bail, and that isn't what she needed right now.
All of this was terrible, awful, a friend now a killer, killing someone that we all knew and that Willow had reverence for, even though miss Calendar had not been honest with Buffy concerning Angel.
I wasn't clear on all of the details, but I knew there was tension there, it was interesting, or had been, until she ended up dead and Buffy was so hurt by all of this.
I drove down the road, expecting Angel to just pop out at us, but I didn't display the fear emotion. That was the last thing that Willow needed to see right now.
"Buffy's going to stop this, Willow. Don't you feel that too?"
Not comforting words, per se, but hey, it was a step in that direction and I needed to learn how to handle these situations better.
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In spite of tragedy, I couldn't deny that I loved that about her and it was cheering me up.
I smiled and nodded, turning my back to her. "Gentleman Oz, reporting for duty, by all means, my lady, change."
I heard her scrambling and knew that she was nervous, that was also very cute, so cute.
At the same time, I took my shirt off. I was pretty sure that I would be sleeping on the floor, but I was going to do it at least with the shirt off.
I waited for her to tell me that it was okay for me to turn around.
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I walked over to her, her little babble more beautiful then any cheerleader could ever hope to be.
I put my hand on her cheek and gently kissed her.
"A pillow would be of the good, and if you would like, I could put my tee-shirt back on."
I gently kissed her again, desperately hoping that she didn't want me to put my tee-shirt back on.
The full monty reference made me smile. I wondered if she had been in a conversation with Xander about this type of thing as of yet.
They probably spoke of janitor's closets and the full monty, which of course, had to be riveting. Any conversation with Willow was destined to be.
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