Daughter Of Mine: Chapter 5 A Piece Of The Past
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.

Pairing- Giles/ Joyce, and so on

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 5

Buffy took a shaky step forward. She placed a hand on the back of a chair to support herself. “What about them?”

Willow’s eyes darted around the room. She mumbled.

Buffy’s eyes hardened. “Willow, just tell me. I can take it.”

Willow raised her head and looked Buffy in the eye. “Your parents are Petunia Susan Giles and Rupert Gregory Giles.”

Buffy slid into the chair, all strength gone from her legs. There was a quiet thud as Giles sat on the floor of the library and Jamie fell into a nearby chair.

“Oh god. I feel sick.” Buffy bent, resting her head on her knees.

“Are… are you sure?” Jamie had gone pale.



Willow nodded. “I wouldn’t have said anything if I wasn’t.” She took a deep breath and looked down towards Giles. “I found it in the Watcher’s Council database, it was buried deep; highly classified.”

Giles took of his glasses and rubbed his temples. “So you think that some one in the Council was some how involved?”

Willow shook her head. “No I think some high in the council did all this.”

Xander put up his hand, as if in class. “Wait, what I want to know is how Buffy is a Giles. I mean…”

Giles put up a hand, halting him. “I should tell you the whole story.”

Giles put his glass back on and pushed himself off the floor. He scurried into his office and several violent thuds were heard before he emerged with a photo album in his hands. He placed it on the table and began to flick through the pages. Stopping he slid the album over to Jamie and Buffy.

He gestured towards the photos. “That was Petunia, my wife, your mother.”

The Scooby’s crowded around Buffy and Jamie to peer at the photos. Buffy ran a finger over the face of her mother; she looked just like her- they even had the same nose. She giggled softly at the picture of Giles, who wore his jeans and leather jacket.

Cordelia exhaled quietly. “She’s beautiful.”

Giles nodded. “Yes she was.”

Buffy looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears. “What happened?”

“We fell in love, one day she told she was pregnant and I asked her to marry me. She refused.” Giles smiled at the memory. “Said she didn’t want to get married just because she was pregnant, she wanted a marriage based on love. It took me months to get her to accept, she so strong willed. As you can imagine my father wasn’t pleased with the relationship, she was a free spirit and he thought that she was corrupting me away from my destiny.” Giles chuckled bitterly.

“She use to have the strangest cravings. I remember one night in the middle of winter she wanted ice cream, not just any ice cream, the ice cream from the shop in the center of the town. So there we were layered in coats and her watching the ice skaters while she ate. Then in late October she went into labour, it… it wasn’t easy. There were complications, I was told that I had twins, but the little girl didn’t make it. They didn’t let men in the birthing room, so I wasn’t to know it wasn’t the truth. Petunia… she never regained consciousness. One week later she passed away and I was left to raise Jamie by myself. It was then that I returned to the Watcher’s Council.”

Buffy stared down at the photos of her biological mother. Her breathing became laboured; her vision blurred and panic rose. Rising swiftly Buffy pushed her chair back, narrowly missing Xander and Amy. She stood breathing hard.

Giles lifted a hand towards her in concern. “Buffy are you alright?”

Buffy jerked away from his hand, her conflicted emotions reflected in her expressive eyes. Her hand went to her throat. “I… I have to go home.”

With that she turned and ran from the library, slamming the doors and leaving a confused and hurt group awaiting her return.



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