FIC: Royalty, Chapter 7 (Talking with Giles)

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Hello dears...

Really don't want to say anything about this chapter, so just read and you
won't me disappointed.

Last chapter we saw Willow rush to find Giles, Buffy getting into the role
of bodyguard and Spike acting all nice and soft.

Stefan
Royalty
By: Stefan Cilia


Chapter 7: Talking with Giles
Willow looked around the library she'd just appeared in, it had been risky
teleporting in here, but she'd didn't have the luxury of time.

"Giles we need to talk." Willow said making Giles jumped out of his seat.
"Will. Willow." Giles said taking of his glasses polishing them and then
putting them back on.
"It's me Giles relax." Willow said and pulled back the hood.
"I thought you didn't wish to see us?" Giles asked calmly, trying to retain
some dignity.
"I didn't, but things change." Willow said and took a seat. "I had a vision
Giles, a vision of the future."
"What did you see?"
"You and Buffy dying?" She stated calmly.
"Well. that's." Giles tried to form the words.
"What are you hiding Giles?" Willow asked as she looked at him.
"What are you talking about?"
"I sense a power around you, a growing power." She said and put her palm
out.
"You have been given the Blade of the Night. Haven't you?" She finally
asked.
Giles started to protest, but his shoulders slumped as he stood and drew out
the obsidian blade.
"Yes, but how did you know?"
"I've been reading and learning for a long time now Giles, longer then you
might think."
"Then you know the prophecy of the blade?" He asked.
"Some of it, but the one I read was incomplete."
"Here. I assume you can read runes?" He said handing her the sword.
"Interesting." Willow said as she lay the sword on the table. After moment
she looked up. "Well looks like you've been chosen as a divine matchmaker
Giles." She with a smile.
"Well it's bloody uncomfortable if you ask me."
"Don't worry Giles. Why were you given the sword anyway, it's usually given
to someone of the night."
"It was delivered to my house a few weeks ago, no message just a plain
wooden box."
"We'll have to focus on that later." Willow said with a wave of a hand.
"Right now I just want to prevent the vision from coming true."
"So you will be staying."
"I have to. No matter how afraid I am, Buffy's life may depend on me staying
with you until the vision has passed."
"How can you be so sure of that?"
"In my vision, after she died, I saw Spike holding her, cursing my name over
and over again."
"What will you do once the vision is passed. Will you fade back into the
shadow and drive Buffy mad with worry again?" Giles asked looking over his
glasses.
"Giles she has to learn that I can take care of myself." Willow said
throwing a small spark into the air to make her point.
"I think she learned that last night Willow and she really does care about
you. If you leave it will hurt her more then you could imagine."
"I know that very well Giles, better then you can imagine." Willow said in a
calm voice.
"Then what are you afraid of?" Giles said. She's calm, like a true wielder
of power. He thought.
"I've done things Giles, things she might not understand, things that would
make her hate me if she ever found out about them and that I'm not." Willow
paused.
"You're not what?" Giles asked.
"I'm not the same Willow that she once knew." She said, never even breaking
the calmness of her voice.
"I think she knows that"
"But how can I ask her to accept what I've done over these past few months."
"She is your friend she'll understand."
"I'm not so sure of that Giles, I mean I've."
"Shagged around." Came a voice from the door and there stood Spike jacket
casually slung over his shoulder.
"Among other things." Willow said as Spike stepped into the library.
"Daniel and Elisabeth left a message saying they'd be a little late an
unexpected problem" He said to Giles before taking a seat and turning
towards Willow.
"Glad to have you back Red. Now what secrets have you been keeping?" Spike
asked.
"Watch it Spike." Willow said, her eyes seemingly flaring up.
"Hey only trying to help. Although I don't really understand what all the
fuss is about. I mean she loves you for crying out loud." Spike stated
probing his feet on the table.
"You don't think I know that Spike." Willow stated, keeping calm. Beating
Spike into a bleached pulp wouldn't accomplish anything.
"And you love her don't you?" Spike said with a knowing grin.
"I'm here because I must." Willow stated in a flat tone.
"Cold Red, real cold."
"You've been hanging with the girls to much Spike." Willow countered. "Gone
soft."
"Well after two hundred years of playing Mr. Bad-ass it was time for a
change."
"Will you please stop this infernal banter." Growled Giles and slammed his
fist on the table.
"Temper." Spike commented.
"It's the sword." Willow said. "It brings out his aggressive side."
"Explains allot." Spike murmured.
"Giles look at me." Willow ordered and Giles immediately faced her. "You can
't let it consume you. The sword amplifies the emotions needed for the
wielder to fight. Accept it, use it." She stated calmly.
Giles nodded.
"Guys. I think. we have. a problem." Buffy said in a labored breath as she
leaned against the doorframe. Numerous cuts visible on her clothes, her hair
stained with blood, dust covering her coat and there was dark stain where
her stake stuck out of her shoulder.
"Buffy!" Willow shouted and rushed to her friends side.
"Hey Willow you came back.. Knew you would." Buffy's eyes closed.
"Get June now!" Giles ordered, but Spike was already gone. "And gather the
clans." He yelled after him.