Daughter Of Mine: Chapter 4 The Trials and Tribulations of Sunydale High
by Willow Fireheart
DAUGHTER OF MINE
Spoilers- some general season 1-2 spoilers as well as early season 3- mainly up until the events of Band Candy. Big spoilers for Band Candy (hint, hint). There was no fluking between Xander and Willow, and Revelations hasn’t happened, but they all know about Angel being back from Hell. Dawn is in this fic, she’s not the Key, just Buffy’s little sister. Oz is gone, as is kind of explained in this chapter, oh and Faith is on a walkabout.
Pairing- Giles/ Joyce, Willow/ Jamie, Xander/ Cordelia, and slight Buffy/ Angel
Disclaimer- All recognizable characters belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy and etc. I own Jamie and one other character that will make an appearance.
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Chapter 4
Buffy blinked. “I know.”
Willow stared at her astonished by Buffy’s answer. “What? But you never said…”
“I didn’t? I could have sworn I told you.”
Willow shook her head numbly. Buffy shrugged. “Well then yeah I’m adopted.”
Willow glanced back at the computer screen and frowned. “This isn’t your birthday.”
“What?” Buffy got and stood behind Willow’s chair. Willow pointed to the screen. “See, this is where they put the date of birth. This isn’t your birthday.”
Buffy looked shocked. “So what does that mean?”
Willow squared her shoulders. “I don’t know, but something’s fishy here and I’m going to get to the bottom of it or I’ll forsake my reputation as net girl.”
Buffy smiled gratefully at Willow. “Thanks Wills.”
“No problem. I’ll have it solved in time.” Willow gave Buffy a small smile and returned her focus onto the computer screen.
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Willow sighed and ran her hands over her face. Trying to get to the bottom of this fishy case was taking longer then she thought it would have. She had spent all night trying to trace the adoption agency but she kept coming to roadblocks. Willow glanced at her watch and groaned, she had only had a few hours sleep last night and now she had to go to class as well. Willow dropped her bag and slumped against a row of lockers. She groaned again, her hands rubbing furious circles into her temples. Sighing again she slid down the lockers, sitting on the ground and resting her head against her knees.
The door at the end of the hall opened and Jamie stepped through. He glanced at the people loitering around their lockers and they stared right back at him. Harmony looked him up and down, taking in his not so baggy jeans, t-shirt and leather jacket.
She turned to her ‘loyal’ followers. “Hello salty goodness, this boy is as good as mine. Watch and learn.”
Harmony sauntered over to Jamie, who was peering through the crowds and craning his neck. She put on her best ‘how could you not want me?’ pout as she sidled up next to him.
“Hi you must be new here. I’m Harmony.” She had tried to make her voice husky and sexy, however, it just sounded like she had a cold.
Jamie glanced down at her distractedly, before turning back to searching the crowd. “Yeah, hi.”
Harmony linked her arm through his, gripping tightly when he tried to shake her off. Harmony continued her introduction speech, something she had memorized from Cordelia, and ignoring every attempt Jamie made to escape.
“So usually you would have to take a cool test, but you’re from England and have that accent so you can skip it. Although that creepy librarian is British. You don’t act like that do you? Great, because as ‘ruler’ of Sunnydale High I can’t be seen with some weird book-obsessed freak. And speaking of book-obsessed freaks…”
Harmony sneered down at Willow, who was still leaning against the lockers.
“This is the first lesson, know your losers- it’s easier to avoid them. This is Willow, stay away from her. She’s like one of those things the animals got caught in, the mud pits?”
Willow wearily lifted her head. “That would be the tar pits Harmony.”
Harmony brightened. “Yeah, she’s like a tar pit. Hang with her and you get dragged down the social ladder and you stay there. Like last year this guy Moz or Foz or something like that, went out with her and anyway a few weeks later he left. She completely drove him out of Sunnydale. How pathetic!”
Jamie looked down at Harmony, disgusted. “Yes, pathetic would be the word I would use.”
Harmony smiled, thinking she had Jamie on her side. She opened her mouth to insult Willow again but was cut off by Jamie. “Lets get the hell out of here, the air here’s startin’ to reek.”
Harmony smiled widely. “You’re so right.”
Jamie looked her squarely in the eye. “Wasn’t talking to you, you stupid bint.”
Jamie reached down and helped Willow to her feet, grabbing her bag. “Come on, I told Dad to stock coffee along with tea in the library, why don’t we get you a cup.”
Willow smiled brightly at him, deciding not to tell him that she was banned from drinking coffee. “Sounds great, but how did you do it? Giles refused to let coffee anywhere near his tea.”
Jamie smirked slightly. “I have my ways.”
Harmony stood in the middle of the hall, her mouth hanging open. Did a guy really just blow her off for town nerd Willow Rosenberg? She crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes. This meant war.
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The next few weeks passed quietly, some vamps, a couple of rampage-y demons, the regular Sunnydale scheduling. Jamie had been made a fully-fledged member of the Scooby’s, patrolling with Buffy and Willow whenever he could, training and researching with Willow and his father. His crush on Willow had deepened, though she remained oblivious to it and Jamie had learned very quickly not to give Willow coffee, even if he did enjoy jumpy Willow. Jamie had settled into Sunnydale High easily, rapidly earning one the highest G.P.A’s that Sunnydale had ever seen; the only problem was that he had clashed with some of his teachers.
“-Bloody stupid teacher.” Jamie put on a high squeaky voice. “Frankenstein is not a Romantic novel; blah, blah, blah. I’m the teacher so I must know everything!”
Giles raised an eyebrow as his son threw his bag on the table and flopped into a chair. The others followed his lead. “Having problems with your English teacher again Jamie?”
Jamie groaned. “The bloody berk had the audacity to accuse me of being an uneducated git, when he doesn’t even know his literary movements.”
“Yes well you have to remember this is America, you have to have a certain amount of leniency.” Giles stammered and blushed, realizing his audience. “With the obvious exceptions of course.”
Buffy arched an eyebrow. “Of course.”
“Dammit!” Willow’s exclamation made all eyes turn to her. She frowned furiously. “Another dead end. Who ever did this was good.”
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Willow sat at the library computer, her eyes starting to blur. She had been begging out of patrolling to keep digging for Buffy’s biological parents.
The doors to the library opened with a bang, causing Willow to jump out of her seat. Buffy walked in covered in dust but with a large smile covering her face and a big bounce in her step. Jamie, Xander, Cordelia and Amy followed; Amy and Cordelia were the only ones clean.
Xander leant against the bench and grinned goofily at Willow. “Wills you should have been there. It was great. We were in the cemetery and there were all these vamps. Jamie and Buffy kicked butt. And I wasn’t so bad if I do say so myself.”
Buffy bounced lightly on her toes. “It was great Wills, you should have come.”
Willow smiled. “Next time I promise.”
Buffy grinned widely. “Great. Hey Jamie, want to train, I’m too pumped for anything else.”
Jamie tore his eyes away from Willow and shrugged his shoulders. “Sure, why not?”
They moved into the open space and began to spar. Their laughter rang out as a shadow pulled away from those of the stacks and moved out the door.
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The next morning found Willow yet again in front of her computer, her shoulders were slumped and her eyes rimmed red. Buffy entered the library, her step light and carefree. She slowed upon seeing Willow.
“Willow you have to stop this, it’s not worth it. I don’t care who my biological parents are.”
Willow pointed to her resolve face. “No Buffy, I said I would find them and I will. Besides, I have this feeling. Like I have to do this for you, like it’s important you know who you really are. I’m not going to give up.”
Buffy sighed. “Alright, but promise you’ll take better care of yourself. I need my best friend at full strength, okay?”
Willow smiled and traced an x over her chest. “Cross my heart.”
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That afternoon the Scooby’s had, like always, gathered in the library. Willow sat in front of the screen, her lip caught between her teeth as she worried it.
“GOT IT!” The loud cry startled the chatting Scooby’s and made Giles skid out of his office.
Willow stood, her face filled with excitement. “I did it. I beat them. I found your real birth certificate Buffy!”
Buffy’s mouth opened and closed silently. “You did?” She squeaked.
Willow grinned. “Yep, I didn’t it tell you I would?”
Willow looked down at the screen. “Your birthday is the 25th of October.”
Jamie looked over at Buffy and grinned. “Same as mine. Two for one birthday bash. Hopefully you won’t have bad birthdays now.”
Willow bounced slightly. “And you were born in Bath, England, hey at the same place as Jamie.” Willow giggled. “Buffy’s British.”
Buffy started to look vaguely green.
“And your parents are …” Willow looked back at the screen and blanched. “Oh my god. Buffy your parents…”
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