A Twist in My Story: Chapter 7
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the_huffsterTitle: A Twist in My Story
Author: the_huffster
Pairing: Buffy/Giles
Rating: R for language and violence
Timeline: AU
Synopsis: After giving up his life as Ripper, Giles seizes the chance to live a normal life and doesn't return to the Council. But years later when he meets first grade teacher Buffy Summers, he wonders if it's possible to really escape Destiny.
Author's Note: I decided to mess around with the years and make Giles younger just so it will fit with how I have this fic planned out. So please bear with me on the messing with years/ages.
“You look like hell, Rupert.”
“Jess, if you wish to continue being engaged then I suggest you tell your fiancée to keep his bloody mouth shut.” Rupert growled as he walked into the shop, holding a sleeping Addison.
“Trevor, don’t antagonize my boss.” Jess sighed as Rupert walked into the backroom to place his daughter on the couch so she could continue her nap.
“What? All I said was that he looks like hell,” the dark haired man protested. “And he does, and you know it!”
The blonde sighed as she shook her head, fearing for her future husband’s well being as her boss walked back into the front. “You okay, Rupert?”
“Besides dealing with a very stubborn six year old this morning, I got little to no sleep last night because Addie was…I don’t even know if she was dreaming or not.” He sighed, sitting down at the table. “She said she saw a vampire outside her window…”
“Then clearly she wasn’t dreaming, right?” Trevor asked, looking between his fiancée and the older man.
“Remind me again why I let you be involved with my family?” Rupert glared at the younger man before continuing as if he hadn’t been interrupted. “She has so many vivid and accurate dreams about those things that it makes it hard to know when it’s real or a dream.”
“Well, if they’re dreams then that makes her a…what did you say they were called? A slayer? Yeah, that’s it! Wouldn’t that make her a slayer?”
“Jessica, you have ten seconds to get Trevor out of my sight. Otherwise, I’m not responsible for my what happens,” he said as calmly as he could, his hands clenched into fists.
“Trev, why don’t you go run some errands before your doctor’s appointment?” Jess motioned towards the door.
“Okay,” he got to his feet and walked over to the counter, placing a quick kiss on her lips. “Love ya, babe.”
“Love you too,”
There was a few minutes silence after Trevor left, which was making Rupert realize just how tired he was. His eyes were starting to close when Jess sat next to him, a look on her face.
“That wasn’t called for, you know?” she started as she gently nudged his shoulder, causing him to open his eyes.
“He shouldn’t have pissed me off,”
“What crawled up your ass?” Jess asked, staring at her boss.
“I told you,” he rubbed his temples as he leaned back in his chair.
“I know that, but you got extra pissy when Trevor mentioned slayers,”
Rupert just turned to glare at her, sighing when Jess rolled her eyes. They sat in silence for a while until Jess noticed the helpless look in her employer’s eyes.
“Rupert…” she started, stopping at the heavy sigh that left his lips.
“I don’t know what to do,” he whispered as his gaze dropped to the table. “Even if Addie isn’t a Potential, how am I suppose to protect her from something that hasn’t happened yet? I’m supposed to protect her from everything, and I can’t even tell her it’s a nightmare without hesitating. She did nothing to deserve to have prophetic dreams, or to even have the slight possibility that she could be a Potential.
“I don’t know how I’m going to explain things when she’s older and realizes that some injuries I get match the ones in her dreams. How do I protect her from herself?” he looked up at Jess, his expression nothing but helplessness.
“I don’t know. You aren’t exactly a normal family,” Jess told him with a small smile. “But you’re doing what you can, and given the unique situation I think you’re doing the best thing.”
“Thank you,” a soft smile appeared on his face just before he yawned.
“Why don’t you go in the back and take a nap with your daughter?” the blonde cut him off as Rupert opened his mouth to protest the idea. “You know this place is slow in the mornings, and Chris will be here in about an hour. I’ll be fine without you. And if I do need you, you’re just in the back sleeping.”
Rolling his eyes, Rupert pushed to his feet and trudged to the back of the store. A nap actually wasn’t such a bad idea.
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Rupert woke to the sound of giggling coming from the front of the store, and a serious kink in his back from sleeping on the small couch. There was an initial panic that settled over him when he noticed Addison was nowhere in sight, but that was soon put to rest when he recognized that giggling belonging to his daughter. There was a small popping in his lower back as he stretched, wincing at the quick pain the sound brought with it before making his way out of the back.
“Daddy!” Addison grinned before running towards her father, giggling when he made a dramatic sound as she flung herself at his knees.
“Looks like Sleeping Beauty is finally up,” Chris announced as he finished ringing up a costumer.
“Where’s your partner in crime?” he asked as he picked up the four year old, placing a quick kiss on the tip of her nose.
“Jess left about an hour ago since Trevor had a doctor’s appointment and he hates the doctors.” He replied as he leaned over the counter and waited for Rupert’s next question.
“What time is it?” he cocked his head to the side, sitting at the table with his daughter in his lap.
“It’s a little past noon,” Chris smirked at the response he knew was coming next.
“Why did you let me sleep that late? I don’t need our costumers thinking I’m a bloody slacker, Chris.”
“Well, Jess told me about the Adventures of Single Dad and I figured you needed the rest.” The younger man explained as he flipped through one of the books a costumer had sold them. “This looks like it might be interesting…”
“Do not change the topic, Christopher.” He was now standing next to the table, trying to keep his voice down so as not to alarm Addison.
“I did a nice thing for you, Rupert. It’s been a while since you’ve had a good night’s sleep and it’s starting to show, and we are worried about you.” He snapped, glaring at his boss. “You needed the rest, and already you look better than you have in the last six months. Anyways, I have a question to ask you.”
Rupert just stared at the younger man a moment longer before making a gesture for him to continue.
“Not saying it’s gonna happen anytime soon, but Blake and I were talking about the possibility of adopting and we wanted to know if you’d be the Godfather of our kid.” Chris said, a hopeful look on his face.
“You’ve only been together for two years, Chris. I’m not trying to discourage you, but children add a whole new responsibility…”
“We know, Rupert. I’m not saying that we’re trying to adopt now, but we were discussing it as a thing that will happen later in the future.” Chris cut him off, laughing at the expression Addison got at the sight of a woman walking her dog by the store. “We just wanted to know if you like to be the Godfather of our future adopted kid,”
“I would be honored, Chris.” He smiled, running a hand through his sleep tussled hair.
Chris just gave him a huge grin before jumping over the front counter and hugging Rupert. They parted a few seconds later, Chris laughing at Addison’s complaints of being left out of the hug.
“Just make sure you’re ready before you two adopt,” Rupert told him as he hugged his daughter. “And it’s not for another few years. I’m not exactly ready to be a surrogate grandfather,”
Chris just shook his head before going off to restock one of the back shelves.
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“Is this turning out as awful as you thought it would?” Buffy asked as she helped Rupert wash the dishes they had used.
“No, it’s going much better than I thought it would.” He answered, rolling his eyes at the smug smirk she gave him.
Rupert had invited Buffy to his house for dinner, which had been a constant worry for him as soon as she had accepted. His biggest concern wasn’t the fact that it was their first date that included his children; his biggest worry was Nathan’s behavior since the six year old had coped an attitude during the week. Of course, Rupert should have given his son more credit- Nathan knew what was appropriate behavior in front of guest and what wasn’t appropriate.
“What were so worried about anyways?” Buffy’s voice pulled him out of his thoughts.
“Nathan,” he replied, turning to face her. “He’s been being difficult this whole week and I was worried that he would continue with you being here.”
“He didn’t take the news that we’re dating well, did he?”
“He took it well, I just think he’s upset with me because, as he put it, he liked you first.” They shared a smile before quickly finishing up the dishes. “Anyways, how has your week been?”
“I work with a bunch of six year olds, my weeks are always interesting.” Buffy laughed, leaning against the counter.
“Nathan said you were hurt on Wednesday?” concern instantly filled his eyes when she nodded in agreement.
“I had…hurt my wrist. There was slight bruising…” she was cut off as Rupert instantly grabbed her arms, looking at both wrists.
“It doesn’t look like you did anything. And there’s no bruising,” he gave her a confused look.
“I heal fast. And it wasn’t that bad of an injury,” Buffy explained as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “It’s actually unfair to call it an injury, that’s how minor it was.”
“But still…” he was cut off as she quickly kissed him.
“I’m fine, Rupert.” Buffy smiled at him, kissing him again when he smiled back. “Dinner was great,”
“That’s something one typically says when they plan on leaving soon,” he pointed out as he wrapped his arms around her waist.
“Well, I don’t wanna impose on your time with Nathan and Addison.”
“Buffy, you are more than welcome to stay and watch a movie with us.” He assured her, slowly pulling her towards the living room. “They aren’t going to mind,”
The more she protested, the more Rupert assured it was fine. The only thing that put her mind to rest was hearing his children ask her to watch the movie with them.
“I told you,” Rupert whispered as he the movie started, Addison curled up in her lap while Nathan lay across his father’s lap.
“Yeah, you did.” Buffy laughed.
“Shhhh!” the two siblings shushed as they glared at the two adults.
“You don’t talk during movies,” Nathan told them.
“No talk.” Addison muttered, giving her brother a grin when he gave her a thumbs up.
Rupert looked at Buffy as they both tried to keep their laughter to themselves.
Author: the_huffster
Pairing: Buffy/Giles
Rating: R for language and violence
Timeline: AU
Synopsis: After giving up his life as Ripper, Giles seizes the chance to live a normal life and doesn't return to the Council. But years later when he meets first grade teacher Buffy Summers, he wonders if it's possible to really escape Destiny.
Author's Note: I decided to mess around with the years and make Giles younger just so it will fit with how I have this fic planned out. So please bear with me on the messing with years/ages.
“You look like hell, Rupert.”
“Jess, if you wish to continue being engaged then I suggest you tell your fiancée to keep his bloody mouth shut.” Rupert growled as he walked into the shop, holding a sleeping Addison.
“Trevor, don’t antagonize my boss.” Jess sighed as Rupert walked into the backroom to place his daughter on the couch so she could continue her nap.
“What? All I said was that he looks like hell,” the dark haired man protested. “And he does, and you know it!”
The blonde sighed as she shook her head, fearing for her future husband’s well being as her boss walked back into the front. “You okay, Rupert?”
“Besides dealing with a very stubborn six year old this morning, I got little to no sleep last night because Addie was…I don’t even know if she was dreaming or not.” He sighed, sitting down at the table. “She said she saw a vampire outside her window…”
“Then clearly she wasn’t dreaming, right?” Trevor asked, looking between his fiancée and the older man.
“Remind me again why I let you be involved with my family?” Rupert glared at the younger man before continuing as if he hadn’t been interrupted. “She has so many vivid and accurate dreams about those things that it makes it hard to know when it’s real or a dream.”
“Well, if they’re dreams then that makes her a…what did you say they were called? A slayer? Yeah, that’s it! Wouldn’t that make her a slayer?”
“Jessica, you have ten seconds to get Trevor out of my sight. Otherwise, I’m not responsible for my what happens,” he said as calmly as he could, his hands clenched into fists.
“Trev, why don’t you go run some errands before your doctor’s appointment?” Jess motioned towards the door.
“Okay,” he got to his feet and walked over to the counter, placing a quick kiss on her lips. “Love ya, babe.”
“Love you too,”
There was a few minutes silence after Trevor left, which was making Rupert realize just how tired he was. His eyes were starting to close when Jess sat next to him, a look on her face.
“That wasn’t called for, you know?” she started as she gently nudged his shoulder, causing him to open his eyes.
“He shouldn’t have pissed me off,”
“What crawled up your ass?” Jess asked, staring at her boss.
“I told you,” he rubbed his temples as he leaned back in his chair.
“I know that, but you got extra pissy when Trevor mentioned slayers,”
Rupert just turned to glare at her, sighing when Jess rolled her eyes. They sat in silence for a while until Jess noticed the helpless look in her employer’s eyes.
“Rupert…” she started, stopping at the heavy sigh that left his lips.
“I don’t know what to do,” he whispered as his gaze dropped to the table. “Even if Addie isn’t a Potential, how am I suppose to protect her from something that hasn’t happened yet? I’m supposed to protect her from everything, and I can’t even tell her it’s a nightmare without hesitating. She did nothing to deserve to have prophetic dreams, or to even have the slight possibility that she could be a Potential.
“I don’t know how I’m going to explain things when she’s older and realizes that some injuries I get match the ones in her dreams. How do I protect her from herself?” he looked up at Jess, his expression nothing but helplessness.
“I don’t know. You aren’t exactly a normal family,” Jess told him with a small smile. “But you’re doing what you can, and given the unique situation I think you’re doing the best thing.”
“Thank you,” a soft smile appeared on his face just before he yawned.
“Why don’t you go in the back and take a nap with your daughter?” the blonde cut him off as Rupert opened his mouth to protest the idea. “You know this place is slow in the mornings, and Chris will be here in about an hour. I’ll be fine without you. And if I do need you, you’re just in the back sleeping.”
Rolling his eyes, Rupert pushed to his feet and trudged to the back of the store. A nap actually wasn’t such a bad idea.
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Rupert woke to the sound of giggling coming from the front of the store, and a serious kink in his back from sleeping on the small couch. There was an initial panic that settled over him when he noticed Addison was nowhere in sight, but that was soon put to rest when he recognized that giggling belonging to his daughter. There was a small popping in his lower back as he stretched, wincing at the quick pain the sound brought with it before making his way out of the back.
“Daddy!” Addison grinned before running towards her father, giggling when he made a dramatic sound as she flung herself at his knees.
“Looks like Sleeping Beauty is finally up,” Chris announced as he finished ringing up a costumer.
“Where’s your partner in crime?” he asked as he picked up the four year old, placing a quick kiss on the tip of her nose.
“Jess left about an hour ago since Trevor had a doctor’s appointment and he hates the doctors.” He replied as he leaned over the counter and waited for Rupert’s next question.
“What time is it?” he cocked his head to the side, sitting at the table with his daughter in his lap.
“It’s a little past noon,” Chris smirked at the response he knew was coming next.
“Why did you let me sleep that late? I don’t need our costumers thinking I’m a bloody slacker, Chris.”
“Well, Jess told me about the Adventures of Single Dad and I figured you needed the rest.” The younger man explained as he flipped through one of the books a costumer had sold them. “This looks like it might be interesting…”
“Do not change the topic, Christopher.” He was now standing next to the table, trying to keep his voice down so as not to alarm Addison.
“I did a nice thing for you, Rupert. It’s been a while since you’ve had a good night’s sleep and it’s starting to show, and we are worried about you.” He snapped, glaring at his boss. “You needed the rest, and already you look better than you have in the last six months. Anyways, I have a question to ask you.”
Rupert just stared at the younger man a moment longer before making a gesture for him to continue.
“Not saying it’s gonna happen anytime soon, but Blake and I were talking about the possibility of adopting and we wanted to know if you’d be the Godfather of our kid.” Chris said, a hopeful look on his face.
“You’ve only been together for two years, Chris. I’m not trying to discourage you, but children add a whole new responsibility…”
“We know, Rupert. I’m not saying that we’re trying to adopt now, but we were discussing it as a thing that will happen later in the future.” Chris cut him off, laughing at the expression Addison got at the sight of a woman walking her dog by the store. “We just wanted to know if you like to be the Godfather of our future adopted kid,”
“I would be honored, Chris.” He smiled, running a hand through his sleep tussled hair.
Chris just gave him a huge grin before jumping over the front counter and hugging Rupert. They parted a few seconds later, Chris laughing at Addison’s complaints of being left out of the hug.
“Just make sure you’re ready before you two adopt,” Rupert told him as he hugged his daughter. “And it’s not for another few years. I’m not exactly ready to be a surrogate grandfather,”
Chris just shook his head before going off to restock one of the back shelves.
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“Is this turning out as awful as you thought it would?” Buffy asked as she helped Rupert wash the dishes they had used.
“No, it’s going much better than I thought it would.” He answered, rolling his eyes at the smug smirk she gave him.
Rupert had invited Buffy to his house for dinner, which had been a constant worry for him as soon as she had accepted. His biggest concern wasn’t the fact that it was their first date that included his children; his biggest worry was Nathan’s behavior since the six year old had coped an attitude during the week. Of course, Rupert should have given his son more credit- Nathan knew what was appropriate behavior in front of guest and what wasn’t appropriate.
“What were so worried about anyways?” Buffy’s voice pulled him out of his thoughts.
“Nathan,” he replied, turning to face her. “He’s been being difficult this whole week and I was worried that he would continue with you being here.”
“He didn’t take the news that we’re dating well, did he?”
“He took it well, I just think he’s upset with me because, as he put it, he liked you first.” They shared a smile before quickly finishing up the dishes. “Anyways, how has your week been?”
“I work with a bunch of six year olds, my weeks are always interesting.” Buffy laughed, leaning against the counter.
“Nathan said you were hurt on Wednesday?” concern instantly filled his eyes when she nodded in agreement.
“I had…hurt my wrist. There was slight bruising…” she was cut off as Rupert instantly grabbed her arms, looking at both wrists.
“It doesn’t look like you did anything. And there’s no bruising,” he gave her a confused look.
“I heal fast. And it wasn’t that bad of an injury,” Buffy explained as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “It’s actually unfair to call it an injury, that’s how minor it was.”
“But still…” he was cut off as she quickly kissed him.
“I’m fine, Rupert.” Buffy smiled at him, kissing him again when he smiled back. “Dinner was great,”
“That’s something one typically says when they plan on leaving soon,” he pointed out as he wrapped his arms around her waist.
“Well, I don’t wanna impose on your time with Nathan and Addison.”
“Buffy, you are more than welcome to stay and watch a movie with us.” He assured her, slowly pulling her towards the living room. “They aren’t going to mind,”
The more she protested, the more Rupert assured it was fine. The only thing that put her mind to rest was hearing his children ask her to watch the movie with them.
“I told you,” Rupert whispered as he the movie started, Addison curled up in her lap while Nathan lay across his father’s lap.
“Yeah, you did.” Buffy laughed.
“Shhhh!” the two siblings shushed as they glared at the two adults.
“You don’t talk during movies,” Nathan told them.
“No talk.” Addison muttered, giving her brother a grin when he gave her a thumbs up.
Rupert looked at Buffy as they both tried to keep their laughter to themselves.
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Date: 2011-07-14 04:36 pm (UTC)