Daughter Of Mine: Chapter 11 Getting To Know You
by Willow Fireheart
Daughter Of Mine

Disclaimer- The only character that belongs to me in this chapter is Jamie, he's all mine and Joss can't have him! Joss has Buffy and the rest of the Scoobies to play with anyway.

Note- The tooth story actually happened to Sean William Scott, well not the vampire part obviously. It can be found in an interview with him in the special features of The Bulletproof Monk DVD.

Note2- The information about Giles' grandmother is taken from Tales of the Vampires vol.5

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Chapter 11

The next few days had passed reasonably quietly on the demonic front. Buffy had used this time to get to know her father and brother better. That night Buffy and Jamie were sprawled in Giles's armchairs, the rest of the Scoobies having taken the couch, exchanging stories much to the embarrassment of themselves and their father.

Buffy was gaping at her brother. "No way."

Jamie nodded at her. "Yeah, I swear. I stagger back into this pub and the bartender comes up to me, gives me a beer and asks what the other guy looked like. They went to bandage my hand up but I had something in it, right? I thought it was bark or something from the stake I used but they pulled it out and it was part of the vampire's tooth."

"Eww, toothless is not a good look." Cordelia scrunched up her nose.

Willow raised an incredulous eyebrow at her. "He staked the vampire, Cordy."

"Oh, right." Cordelia squared her shoulders, refusing to allow a sheepish look to cover her face.

Xander patted Cordelia on the arm, a tiny smirk gracing his lips. "Huh, and here you thought that violent streak was because you're a Slayer, Buffy. Turns out it's a Giles thing."

Buffy stuck her tongue out at him, her head lolling against the back of the armchair. "Very funny, Xander."

"Acutally I'm being serious. You're the Slayer, Jamie used to be a regular member of most of London's fight clubs and Giles… well, I think Ripper says it all. Anyone sensing a theme here?"

Jamie laughed. "You might be on to something there, not sure if it's actually a Giles thing thought. Our great-grandmother was feisty. She slew her first vampire before she hit her teens. It was going to kill her and a few other watchers-in-training."

Buffy perked up. "Really?"

Giles took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes, an amused smile coming to his face. "Yes, she used to tell me the story all the time when I was a boy. She would even take me to the dungeon where it happened when she was Head of the Council. Sometimes I look at you and I swear I can see her in you, Buffy. I even wanted to name you after her, Edna Rose.

Buffy raised her eyebrow at him. "Edna? You were going to call me Edna? Suddenly glad that I'm keeping Buffy."

Giles glared at her. "Quite."

"If your grandmother was a Watcher, what was your grandfather, Giles?" Willow asked curiously.

Giles smiled nostalgically. "He was a baker. After his father died he took over the bakery. I loved it there as a child, I would stuff myself with scones and cakes. He made the best shepherds pie as well, the potato was so light and fluffy and the meat…"

"Mmmmmm." Jamie and Giles couldn't suppress the sound of appreciation.

"You're not going to drool are you?" Cordelia asked. "Because that's never attractive."

"And yet you're dating Xander." Willow commented from her position on the floor.

Beside her Amy clapped a hand over her mouth to stifle the giggles.

"Hey," Xander protested. "I don't drool!"

Cordelia patted him on the knee condescendingly. "If you say so, Sweetie."

Xander pouted and leaned back against the couch, his arms crossed defensively in front of him.

"Oh, NO! Not again!" Jamie exclaimed loudly as deafening, harsh rap music filled the air and caused the walls and floor to vibrate. "If it's not this wanker trying to deafen us with this crap, it's the pilock on the other side playing bloody country and western all night. These buggers wouldn't know real music if it waltzed up and slapped them in the face."

Buffy and Giles winced as the volume of the so-called music increased. Buffy raised a hand to her sensitive ears.

"God, I wish I had my electric guitar and amplifier." Jamie muttered angrily. "I'd show what real music is."

Willow's face lit up. "You play the guitar?"

"Yeah," answered Jamie still scowling at the wall. "Electric and acoustic. The Academy confiscated my electric guitar back before Gran got sick. Haven't seen it since."

Willow flushed as Amy elbowed her in the ribs and smirked at her. Somehow Willow blushed even brighter as Amy mouthed 'you groupie, you' at her.

Jamie pushed himself out of the chair. "That's it. I can't stay here any longer. I'm going to patrol."

"Good idea." Buffy said glancing down at her watch. "Mom's been giving me some leeway cause she feels guilty about punishing me after the 'gas leak' thing. That doesn't mean that'll last long though."

The four other scoobies rose, grabbing their weapons from Giles and securing them out of sight of the public. The neighbors were already suspicious about them coming and going from Giles's place at all times of the day and night, it wouldn't do to give them reason to call the police. There was way too much stuff here that couldn't be easily explained away, they had been lucky up until now but they weren't going to push their luck.

Giles shoved his glasses back onto his face and grabbed a crossbow. "I'm coming with you." He told them, his tone tolerating no argument.

Buffy stopped in front of him and placed a hand on her arm. "You don't have to come, you know. I'll be all right. I have my back up and all these nifty super powers."

"Buffy-"

"Giles, it's my job, no it's my duty. You can't protect me from this, no one can. I can't turn my back on what's out there, on all the people that could be hurt if I don't try to help. You taught me that. I'm not thrilled about the life expectancy, but we're making a difference here. We're saving people, god we're saving the world. How many other people can honestly say that?"

Giles placed his hand over hers and rubbed his thumb along her knuckles. "Not many, I'd wager. I worry about you, the both of you, all of you. I know you have a duty and I know you won't let people get hurt while you can do something to prevent it, but I'm still coming with you. Even if it is just to escape this racket." He cast a distasteful glance at the walls.

Buffy grinned at him and slipped her arm through his. "Well, gee our very first family excursion."

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Buffy tossed and turned restlessly in her bed, quiet whimpers emerging from her throat as she dreamed. Images flashed through her mind. A middle-aged man, dressed in a respectable suit, big demonic spiders crawling around the school, that vampire that she had fought in the sewers during the whole band candy incident, a man in his mid twenties his shirt covered in blood, Angel with an arrow sticking out of his shoulder, Snyder, the sun, an eclipse, a giant snake. The images whirled faster, blending into each other. The forms no longer distinguishable, the colours blurring into a technicolor blob.

Jamie shot up with a gasp. His visions had never been as vivid as that, and they would rarely come to him in his sleep. He threw his legs over the side of the bed and rested his head in his hands. His breathing was ragged as he fought to drag oxygen into his lungs. Jamie wiped the sweat off his face and brought a fist down onto his bedside table as he growled. Ever since he had arrived in America his visions were making less sense than ever. With a sigh he sunk back onto his pillow, closing his eyes he just hoped that the next dream wouldn't be so goddamned weird.

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Buffy's eyes brightened as she spotted the box of doughnuts on the library table as she walked through the doors. She surveyed the contents of the box, barely paying any attention to Jamie, who watched her with great amusement. Finally after several minutes she picked up a doughnut, smiling with satisfaction.

Buffy sunk her teeth into the sugary snack and closed her eyes. "Hmm, sprinkles." Buffy opened one eye and glared at her brother. "Hey, no laughing at the Slayer. I had a rough night, I need my sugar fix."

"Rough night?" Giles questioned from behind her. "Patrol was very fruitful last night."

Buffy ran a hand through her hair. "Yeah, but Slayer dreams strike again. I have the heebie-jeebies all day after one of them."

Jamie frowned. "You had a weird dream last night?"

"Yeah, I couldn't really make much out. It was just a bunch of images that flashed over and over again, then they-"

"Blurred together." Jamie finished.

Buffy sat up. "Yeah. How did you know that?"

"Because I had the same dream."

Giles stared at his children. "Good lord. I never would have thought…"

Jamie looked up at him sharply. "Thought what, Dad?"

Giles leaned against the table. "You must understand, potentials are usually either separated from their family or have a watcher nearby that trains them and schools them. Their family life is never really taken into consideration…"

"Giles, the point please."

Giles sighed. "This is unprecedented. But I believe that Jamie is some able to, well, share your dreams. It's believed that twins form a connection while still in the womb, many are able to converse in a language of their own making before they can speak English, some are said to be able to feel when the other is ill or in pain. In magical beings this connection is significantly stronger. Jamie had his visions, and you, Buffy, your mantle as the Slayer is shrouded in the strongest magics. I think somehow this connection between you has linked some of your powers, causing you both to share the same dream and perhaps maybe more."

Buffy chewed thoughtfully on her doughnut. "So would it just be slayer dreams, or could we share ordinary dreams as well, cause no offense but I do not want to know what he dreams."

Jamie frowned. "I don't want you in my dreams either."

Giles scratched his head. "I'm not sure, it could be restricted to the warnings."

Buffy dusted off her hands. "The other dream I had last night was that the three of us moved to New York and opened up a bakery."

Jamie shook his head, breathing a sigh of relief. "Nope, didn't have that dream."

Giles rose from the table. "Well this really is rather exciting. I must record it. Would the two of you write down exactly what you saw?"

"Great," Buffy grumbled. "School hasn't even started yet already we have homework.

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The sound of Willow typing franticly on her keyboard filled the library. "I created a program that will search all the adoption agencies and such in both America and England. It might take a while but if there is anything about Buffy in their databases then we'll know."

"That sounds complicated." Amy commented.

Willow shook her head. "No, not really all it does is…" Willow descended into one of her techno babbles.

Jamie grinned at her; she was so cute when she did that. Her eyes lit up to this amazing colour and she would wave her hands around as she spoke, unable to contain the joy that leaked out as she spoke. You could tell she really enjoyed it; she enjoyed most of what she did. A lot of people would complain and whine but not Willow, if it was studying, hacking or casting spells she somehow found a way to make it fun.

"Damn, Red, you sure know about that computer crap, huh?"

Willow fell silent, her gaze joining the others as they stared at the door. Faith smirked at them.

"What? No welcome back hug?"



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