Timeline: During Story Teller.
Giles sat in the kitchen with a cup of tea, thinking about Buffy and this war. ‘Seven years,’ he thought, ‘and now look at me.’ As he stood up to get another cup, he noticed that one of the cabinets was not closed all the way. He opened the door and spotted Andrew’s camera hidden amongst the coffee cups. He smiled remembering the girls being annoyed by Andrew’s constant documentation. Giles closed the door leaving the camera inside. ‘If Andrew wants to document something for future generations he should do it the proper way. I hate technology.’
“I know, our ways are strange to you, but soon you will join us in the 20th century.”
Giles dropped the cup; it exploded on impact. The sound sent shivers up his spine, but the next sound made his skin crawl.
“Well, I guess I can’t call you a fuddy-duddy anymore. I mean look at you I understand now why they called you Ripper.”
Giles glared at the apparition with such hated he could have melted a glacier with that stare. “I know what you are, and why you are here.”
“Rupert? I’m so much more than that.”
“I’m the first evil, but you already know that. You and your girls, I still can’t believe that she lived this long. Just look at her she’s a tooth pick.” Jenny smiled. “She’ll turn on you. To think seven years together and suddenly your knowledge won’t be enough to save your relationship. One action will turn her away from you.” She smiled, as he seethed.
“She can’t sacrifice.”
Those three words caused an explosion. “She has sacrificed her life countless times, she has killed her soul mate.” His voice rose. “Do not tell me she can’t sacrifice.”
Jenny smiled. “Actions of the past, this time history will not repeat, it will end.”
In a sexy tone, “yes.” Her tone calmed. “Rupert, you can’t defeat evil, it is everywhere.”
“We will not give up.”
“Fine, I gave you a choice and you spat in my face.”
“I refuse to let you ruin her face, she was a noble woman.”
“I still am.”
“You are not her, now leave.”
“Just remember, I warned you.”
“LEAVE!” He demanded. The apparition disappeared as Giles sank to his knees. He stared at the broken glass. As he heard footsteps, “I said leave!”
He looked up to see Dawn standing before him in her pjs. “Dawn.”
“Are you okay?”
He gave her a weak smile. “No, I’m not.”
She kneeled down next to him and gave him a daughterly hug.