: I'm Yours Author
: moonstalker24 Disclaimer
: BtVS belongs to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. CSI belongs to Anthony E. Zuiker, CBS and Jerry Bruckhiemer Films. Title and song lyrics are Jason Mraz's 'I'm Yours'. Category
: Post S7 BtVS. Set S8 of CSI. Rating
: FR-15 Pairing
: Buffy/Hodges Summary
: 1st in my love-by-correspondence series. Buffy's in a relationship, only she's never met him. It's about time she did. Warning
: Weird pairings, and lots of snark? Author's Notes
: This series began as a bit of a running gag between friends over strange crossover pairings, and then it sort of mutated and grew and took on a life of it's own. I've decided to call it Bob. ^_^ The rating is probably a bit optimistic though. ^_^
Also, major cheese warning for the ending.
I'm Yours "Well you done, done me and you bet I felt it I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted I fell right through the cracks, And now I'm trying to get back..."
It had started as a bit of a joke when Willow finished personalizing her new laptop. Willow and Xander had come to Rome to visit for a few days once Willow announced that the Council's magically protected uber-network was officially up and running. Willow had teleported in with both Buffy and Xander's new computers. Then, as soon as Xander's plane landed, the three best friends had celebrated with mochas.
They'd then returned to Buffy's and gone about familiarizing themselves with the new network. Xander, being Xander had made a crack about online romances. Willow had hit him in the face for that not so subtle reminder of Malcom from sophomore year. In retaliation, Buffy had jokingly clicked into a chat room.
She'd promptly gotten into a fight with a really nasty guy about magic and myth versus science. She'd quickly had both Xander and Willow reading over her shoulders as she smacked the guy around the metaphorical room, cheering her on.
It had gone on for nearly two hours. The only reason it had ended had been because apparently, nasty guy actually had a job, and needed to go to it. That had been what Buffy thought was the end of it.
But it wasn't. The following night, Buffy was talking to Giles about something slimy and kind of purple that she'd run into on patrol when her new computer beeped at her. She'd been frozen in shock, wondering if she'd hurt Squeaky's feelings by accident when she realized what the beeping noise actually meant.
She had and IM.
It was nasty guy, here for round two. Buffy had hung up with Giles, who promised to get back to her about the demon, and sat down, ready to take her frustrations out on nasty guy. She paused. He was apologizing for being so mean. He'd had a series of Very Bad Days and had taken it out on her.
She'd asked what was wrong. "Before the cool done run out I'll be giving it my bestest And nothing's going to stop me but divine intervention I reckon it's again my turn To win some or learn some..."
They'd become fast friends. It turned out nasty guy's name was David, he lived in Las Vegas and worked in the Crime Lab. He knew anything and everything about any kind of trace, and was a true scientist at heart. That didn't mean he was close-minded, though. Buffy believed in magic and demons and vampires, and he respected her beliefs. So Buffy stopped trying to tilt David's world on it's axis by proving the existence of monsters.
They talked nearly every night. He asked her to tell her about Rome, spare no detail. Dawn, spare no detail. herself, spare no detail. In return, David told her stories about the CSIs and the Lab Rats. About him and his family.
Buffy told him about Willow, her lesbian witch friend. David told her about Wendy, the no-nonsense, take no prisoners, DNA tech. Buffy told him about Xander, who was always there for her. David told her about Jaqui, who was crazy, but would do anything for her friends.
They fought over who was geekier, Andrew or Archie. David won when he added Henry to the mix. David could claim Henry as Archie's sometimes sidekick. Buffy could not do the same with Dana.
Eventually they began to confide in each other. She told him things she couldn't tell Willow or Xander or Dawn. Things she wouldn't even dream of telling Giles. He told her his fears, things he couldn't and wouldn't tell his friends, co-workers or family.
Then Buffy didn't hear anything from David in over a week. Then he asked about vampires. His world view was tipped on its axis. He'd been out with Jaqui one night and been attacked by a guy with a distorted face on his way to his car. Her advice from their argument about the existence of vampire months earlier had come to mind, and David had staked his first vampire. Now he wanted to the truth.
So Buffy told him the truth about vampires, demons and herself. there was another long gap of nothing from him while he digested the truth about the world and tried to decide if he could handle her being a super hero. Just when Buffy was starting to believe that she'd scared him off he IM'ed her with three words that altered her world.
'I believe you.' "But I won't hesitate not more, no more It cannot wait, I'm yours..."
"So, is it love?" Dawn asked from her place on Buffy's bed. She was laying on her stomach flipping through college brochures.
"I'm not sure." Buffy replied, she was standing in her huge bathroom applying her make-up. "I guess it could be. Can you love someone you've never met?"
Dawn looked up to gaze at her sister. "Sure. I love lots of people I've never met."
"you don't count." Buffy said, looking at Dawn in the mirror. "All those people have memories of you."
Dawn pouted a second, then she had an idea. "Are you sure he's not a demon that got sucked into the net?"
Buffy rolled her eyes. "It's been nine months Dawnie, I think if he was a demon, he'd have made his move by now."
"Yeah, but Moloch - "
"Moloch got put back in his evil dusty book and shipped back to the Council." Buffy cut her off. "Which, as you may know, blew up a couple years ago."
"So he's dead?"
"What if he's got a brother?" Dawn asked conspiratorially.
"You're only trying to provoke me now." Buffy replied as she finished her mascara and left the bathroom. "Besides I don't think Moloch's brother would be a snarky jerk."
"You never know." dawn said with a shrug. "Besides, he's not your usual type."
Buffy got a little smile on her face. "True. But I like him."
"Are you a fully baked cookie-Buffy?" Dawn asked.
"You know, I think I am." Buffy smiled.
"Buffy's got a boyfriend!" Dawn taunted in her best annoying little sister tone.
"Watch it." Buffy warned. "I know where you live."
There was a knock on the door and it opened to reveal Xander. "Is it safe?"
"It's safe, Xan." Buffy said, amused. Xander entered the room and climbed onto the bed by the headboard. Dawn abandoned her brochures to snuggle up to him. He was visiting from Africa while he tried to decide what he wanted to do now that the dark continent had an official Watcher Headquarters.
"So what's the what?" Xander asked.
"Buffy's got a boyfriend." Dawn confided.
"Really?" Xander asked, eyeing his best friend speculatively. He grinned. "Can I be the one to give him the shovel speech?"
Buffy pouted. "Why are we picking on Buffy? Is this pick on Buffy day?"
"No, but Willow's the only other one with a significant other." Dawn said.
"Yeah, and teasing her about Kennedy isn't a good idea." Xander said with a frown. "Things are kinda rocky, so we have to get our jollies somewhere."
Buffy was concerned about Willow, but frowned at Xander for a different reason. His visit was going to be a nightmare.
"He's an online boyfriend." Dawn told Xander.
"What?" Xander demanded, and gave Buffy a sharp look. "Did we learn nothing sophomore year?"
"We did." Buffy reassured. "Besides, I already had him checked out."
"Yes. Riley owed me a favour for that thing in Venice." She said smirking.
"Ah." Xander said knowingly. "So, when do we meet this guy?"
"Buffy's flying to Vegas for her birthday." Dawn said. "And we're not allowed to go."
"I want to try and break my birthday tradition." Buffy said. "Hence the flying to see him. I figure if it goes bad it'll be par for the course."
"You don't want it to, though." Xander said, Buffy nodded. "You want to be cookie Buffy, not cookie dough Buffy."
Buffy smiled, her friends knew her so well. "Well open up your mind and see like me Open up your plans and damn your free Look into your heart and you'll find love, love, love..."
"Hey, you're a woman."
Catherine Willows froze in confusion and turned back to David Hodges. "Yes, for many years now."
"I need some advice."
Oh, no. Catherine resigned herself to the inevitable. Whenever Hodges asked her opinion about women, she always ended up mortified on his behalf. "Yeah?"
"What do you get the girl who has everything for her birthday?" David asked, hope shining in his eyes.
Okay, this wasn't so bad. Birthday present ideas she could do. "I'm gonna need more than that, Hodges."
"Well, we're more than just friends, but not quite dating. She's coming here to spend her birthday with me." David explained.
Wow. No wonder he said this girl had everything, if she could afford to live in Rome and fly all the way to Vegas for a birthday weekend. "Well, what are you going for, the 'you're my best female' friend gift or the 'I like you way more than a friend should' gift?"
"The second one."
"Take her to dinner." Catherine said. "Someplace nice that you have to wear a suit for, but not her usual kind of place. Jewellery is always good. Don't get diamonds though, get something that reminds you of her."
"Okay, I can do that."
"Also, the setting should match her as well. Does she usually wear gold or silver?"
"I don't know."
"Then go for white gold." Catherine suggested. "It can pass for silver if that's what she likes."
"Okay." Hodges looked thoughtful. 'Thanks."
"Sure." Catherine turned and made her way from the room, stunned. David Hodges had thanked her... and apparently he had a girlfriend. She shook her head and put it out of her mind. She'd probably be hearing about how he'd screwed it all up after this mysterious birthday weekend.
Back in his lab, David Hodges was peering through his microscope in thought. Buffy didn't really strike him as the jewellery and flowers type, but she was a girl and like girlie things. She always had a rant about how the demon she'd killed the night before had ruined yet another pair of shoes, or a shirt, or pants. He wanted the gift to be personal, to say something. Something like 'I love you', or 'be safe', or 'you rock', or something.
Then it struck him. The perfect gift. He wouldn't even have to pay for it. That meant he could put more to taking her out. Maybe make reservations at the Sphere. This needed more thought than he had time for right now.
He went back to work. "Listen to the music of the moment People dance and sing We're just one big family And it's our god-forsaken right to be loved, loved, loved, loved, loved..."
"How do you feel about fancy restaurants?"
"Why?" Buffy asked, curious as she watched her sister's face go slowly red. She and David had graduated to using the phone over the last couple of weeks.
"Well, I was thinking if you liked the idea, I'd take you to dinner." David said.
"Dinner?" Buffy asked as Dawn half rose out of her seat. "Fancy dinner?"
"For your birthday." David said.
Buffy smiled. "Okay."
"Okay." David replied. "Listen, I've got to get to work."
"Okay, I'll see you thursday." Buffy said, a little giddy.
"Yeah." David said a little breathily. She could tell he was just as excited as her. "I'll pick you up at the airport?"
"No. I'll have to come to the lab, I think." Buffy said with a frown. "I had to push my flight back, Xander's leaving the same day and wants to take me to breakfast."
"Okay." David said slowly, wondering what would happen once Buffy was in the lab. "See you Thursday."
"Bye." Buffy hit the end button on the handset and put her full concentration on her sister. "Dawn, are you okay?"
Buffy knew the warning signs that Mount Dawn was about to erupt. For the last two months she'd been trading increasingly angry letters with an astrophysicist. Buffy didn't know why, she'd sort of tuned Giles out after he said that the President had assured them that the military group in Cheyenne Mountain wasn't another Initiative.
"No." Dawn growled. "This, this... this poopyhead is being a big meanie!"
"Way to channel Will there Dawnie." Buffy said.
"I'm going to strangle him and watch the life slowly leave him!"
"That's a better threat." Buffy remarked. She closed Dawn's laptop. "C'mon, we're going shopping."
"Because you need new shoes to make you feel better, and I need a sexy new dress because David's taking me out for my birthday."
"Both very good reasons." Dawn said with a nod.
"I thought so." Said Buffy brightly. "So I won't hesitate no more, no more It cannot wait, I'm sure There's no need to complicate, Our time is short This is our fate, I'm yours..."
"Buy me something pretty while you're there." Said Dawn.
"You're not five, Dawnie." Buffy said, exasperated.
"Yes, but I'm leaving for college in a couple of months and you won't have very many chances to spoil me." Dawn said. "Besides, I got into Oxford and made Giles cluck like a chicken all at once, I deserve it."
"I cannot argue with that logic." Buffy said with a grin, remembering. They'd video conferenced for the monthly scooby meeting in which Dawn had announced she'd gotten into Oxford. Giles had been so proud and then Dawn had announced she'd also gotten into every other school she'd applied to. Willow had asked where she was going to go.
"So, Columbia, huh?" Buffy asked again.
"I'll be very close to a lot of designer shoes." Dawn said. She'd learned about shoes at Cordelia's knee; well, her memories said she did.
"Good point. Okay, I'll bring you back something pretty. Maybe even shiny." Buffy promised.
"Deal. Have fun, don't do anything I wouldn't and remind David that if he hurts you, Xander will beat him to death with a shovel, and I'll help him hide the body."
Buffy rolled her eyes as her flight was announce. She shouldered her carry on. "He works for the second best lab in the US, Dawnie. There'll be evidence."
"That's what Willow's witchiness is for." Came the smug reply. That stopped Buffy cold.
"Okay, I'll tell him."
The Summers sisters hugged fiercely and Buffy turned to board her plane, wondering if she was walking into her future or just another failed romance. Dawn watched her go with a smile, hoping it was the first one. She'd spoken to him on the phone, he seemed like such a good guy, she'd hate to have to hide his dead body. "I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer But my breath fogged up the glass So I drew a new face and laughed..."
"What is wrong with you, man?" Nick demanded.
"I really have to pee." David said, completely deadpan.
"Funny." Nick replied. He'd been more tolerant of David ever since he'd wrestled a mailman for him a year ago. "Seriously."
"Mind your own business, Stokes." David said.
"Whatever, man." Nick said in surrender, raising his hands. He passed Catherine on his way out of Trace and exchanged a look with the beautiful redhead. Catherine watched David putter around his lab with her arms crossed, amused.
"This the big weekend?" She asked.
David looked up. "What was I thinking?" He demanded. He figured he'd already confided in her on this subject once because Jaqui had been no help (as much as women loved chocolate, it was not a proper birthday gift) that he might as well keep talking. "Inviting her here?"
"Well - "
"Seriously, here here?!" David cut Catherine off. "She's going to meet all the freaks I work with and run for the hills!"
"Wait, she's coming here? To the lab?" Catherine asked, this was new and interesting news.
"She pushed her flight back to have breakfast with her sister and one of her best friends. Hence the coming to the lab." David explained.
"Will I get to meet her?" Catherine asked, she couldn't wait to tell Sara and Greg about this!
"Most likely, she's hard to miss." David said. "She'll wheedle a pass out of Judy and come looking for me herself."
"Oh?" This girlfriend of David's sounded like a very interesting person, Catherine decided.
"And what if she doesn't like her birthday present?" David asked, a panicky edge to his voice.
"What did you get her?"
"I didn't get her anything." David said.
"What?!" Catherine demanded. "I gave you exactly what you needed!"
"And I had the perfect thing at home." David returned. "it was my great-grandmother's."
Catherine deflated. "Oh." That was a good gift. "What about dinner?"
"I made reservations at the Sphere."
"I thought so."
- - -
She breezed into the Crime Lab like she owned it. Greg saw her first, talking to Judy at the front desk. He elbowed Sara, who slapped Nick on the arm. Warrick looked up to see what they were all gawking at.
She was tiny, maybe five two and she looked like a strong breeze would knock her over. She was wearing a knee length tan suede overcoat over cream slacks and a silk chemise. Her shoes were expensive looking and her golden blonde hair was swept up, loose pieces falling around her face in soft curls. She was beautiful, but it was the aire of command she gave off that caught their attention.
Soon Judy was handing her a pass and pointing and the woman in the Prada stilettos swept off down the hall.
"Who is that?" Sara demanded.
"I don't know, but she's going into Trace."
- - -
There was a light tapping on the glass of the trace lab and Catherine turned and her eyes widened. Wow. The woman in the doorway was beautiful, and she was smiling at David.
"Hey, you." She said.
"Buffy." David breathed, and then they were hugging. David lifted her almost off her feet, her toes barely touching the floor. When they parted he kept his arm around her waist and cupped her cheek with one hand. "Hi."
She was beaming up at him. "Hi."
Catherine wanted to laugh, but felt like it would break the spell of two people very obviously in love.
"Dawn said to remind you not to break my heart or she'll let Xander beat you to death with a shovel and then help him hide your body." Buffy (What kind of name was Buffy?) said.
"There'd be evidence." David said after wincing.
"That's what Willow's for." Buffy reminded him. "Not to mention what Giles would do before Xander started with the shovel."
"Yeah, I'm never meeting your family." David said, releasing her.
"Dawn said we could placate her with promises of buying her something pretty."
"Well, now I'm safe." The sarcasm was palpable. Then he seemed to remember Catherine. "This is Catherine Willows. Catherine, this is Buffy Summers."
"It's nice to put a face to a name." Buffy said brightly, offering her hand.
"Nice to meet you." Catherine shook her hand. "I'd better get back to work."
She left and Buffy turned back to David. David looked a little put out. "I'd better get back to it too."
"Ooh, can I watch?" Buffy asked. "I promise not to touch anything!" "I guess what I be saying is there ain't no better reason To rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons It's what we aim to do, Our name is our virtue..."
The other CSI's pounced on Catherine the second she entered the break room. they'd been joined by Wendy, Mandy, Henry and Archie. Jaqui and Bobby were noticeable in their absence.
"Who is that?" Wendy demanded.
"That would be Buffy, Hodges' girlfriend." Catherine said as she poured herself some coffee.
"Why haven't we seen her before?!"
"Hold it!" Catherine said, raising a hand. The room went silent and they all watched as Buffy took off her coat, draped it over the back of David's office chair and sat down in it. David then rolled her across the room to the microscope, making her laugh.
"Yes, her name really is Buffy. Yes, she is his girlfriend." Catherine said. "We haven't met her because she lives in Rome, and she's only here visiting for her birthday."
"Rome?" Mandy asked. "As in Italy?"
"How do you know all this?" Greg asked. Greg prided himself on knowing all the lab gossip. He had to keep up with Jaqui, even if he was in the field.
"He asked me for suggestions on birthday presents." Catherine shrugged.
"Ah." Greg said, exchanging a look with Archie and Henry. Being a former Lab Rat meant that Greg knew just how useless Jaqui Franco really was with gift ideas. Her idea was always chocolate. How expensive said chocolate was varied with her mood at the time.
"She's way out of his league." Wendy said angrily. "Look at her shoes! They're Prada!"
Catherine knew jealous when she saw it. Wendy didn't really look that great in green. It looked like the others agreed with her.
"Good for him." Said Nick.
"Excuse me?" Wendy turned on Nick, hands fisted on her hips. "We're talking about Hodges!"
"Yeah, so?" Nick asked. Wendy threw her hands in the air with an angry noise. Nick continued on. "Just because he's a snarky suck-up doesn't mean he shouldn't be happy."
"You're a very nice person, Nick." Said Sara, patting his arm. She was still angry at David for a comment about her hair that he'd made at the beginning of shift.
"Thanks, I think." Nick said, looking a little unsure as to whether or not she meant that as a compliment.
"Look, Grissom is going in there." Said Henry excitedly.
"And Ecklie's heading for Grissom!" Archie exclaimed, wide eyed.
They all turned to the wall to stare into the trace lab wishing they could hear what was being said.
- - -
Gil Grissom was having a long night. He was swamped with work (what with yearly evaluations coming up and all) and the case he was working just wasn't making any sense. He wandered into Trace. "Hodges I need the analysis of the trace from the Solomon case." He looked up. "You're not Hodges."
"No." said the blonde woman sitting in his trace expert's chair. "What gave it away?"
Grissom stared for a minute. "Who are you?"
"Gil Grissom." They shook hands.
"David's in the closet." Buffy confided. "He's getting something that would probably ruin my new shoes."
"He left you alone in here?" Grissom asked. That had never happened before.
"I promised not to touch anything." Buffy said.
"And it just so happens that unlike the miscreants that work here, I trust her." David said, coming into view.
Just then Conrad Ecklie blew into the room. "Grissom, the sheriff is putting on the pressure, I need answers."
"And you'll know when I know." Said Grissom mildly.
"Then what are you doing here?" Ecklie demanded crossly.
"What's a Buffy?"
"I'm a Buffy." Buffy interrupted.
Ecklie stared for a long moment. "What?"
"I'm a Buffy, and I'm visiting a David." Buffy said, looking like she was having a blast.
"Oh." Ecklie looked a little confused. "Grissom, answers, now." He said, then stormed from the room.
"You're right." Buffy said to David. "He is a big boob."
David Hodges smirked. Grissom shook his head. "My trace, Hodges." "But I won't hesitate no more, no more It cannot wait, I'm yours..."
The following night David took Buffy out for her birthday. She made him speechless with the little black dress she'd bought in Rome just for tonight. He surprised her with dinner. The view from the top of the Sphere was amazing. The entire city was spread below them, all lit up. It seemed more fairy tale like from there.
The food was amazing, the company even better. It was their first time doing something together, but it seemed so natural. They slipped into their roles as a couple smoothly and Buffy became even more sure that her cookie dough self was done baking as the night wore on.
David didn't flinch when she talked about the forces of evil, and in return she didn't flinch when he talked about bugs and slime and other gross things. He admitted that he'd sent Dawn an email to ask about slayers - the things Buffy wouldn't tell him. As a result he'd learned about the slayer metabolism, so he expected her to eat.
For the first time ever, Buffy felt comfortable eating like a slayer in front of her date. He even let her order dessert.
While they were waiting for dessert to arrive, David slid a small package across the table.
"Happy Birthday." He said.
She opened it slowly, savouring it. Inside was a box - a jewellery box. Curiously she opened the box. It was stunning, and old. A small elegant cross in white gold. Several small opals were set into the cross and thin white gold wires were wrapped around both cross and gems to create a swirly pattern. It was beautiful.
"It was my great-grandmother's." David explained nervously as she stared at it. "I wasn't sure what to get and Catherine suggested jewellery. I thought you could wear this to protect you from what's out there."
He'd gotten her jewellery. She'd gotten a cross from Angel once, but it hadn't meant nearly as much. This had been in David's family for generations. That meant that she
meant enough to David for him to entrust her with this gift. That not only did he want her to be safe doing her duty, but he wanted her safe so she could stay around for a long time.
"Do you like it?" He asked hesitatingly at her extended silence.
She looked up as a tear rolled down her cheek. "I love it. It's beautiful." She glanced back down at it, then met his blue eyes. "Put it on me?"
David nodded and rose. Buffy reached up and took off the necklace she'd been wearing as he rounded the table and picked up the box. He looped the cross around her neck and set his hands on her bare shoulders, leaned down and kissed her head. He sat back down as the waiter arrived with dessert.
All through the rest of their date, her fingers would stray to the cross at her throat and her eyes would meet his, and she would smile.
When they got back to his apartment he stood on the doorstep and kissed her goodnight like a gentleman. Like he didn't live there. Buffy just grinned at him and dragged him inside and down the hall, pausing only long enough for him to close and lock the door behind them. "(I won't hesitate) Open up your mind and see like me (no more, no more) Open up your plans and man you're free Look into your heart and you'll find the sky is yours (It cannot wait, I'm sure)..."
The next morning Buffy snuck out of bed to answer her phone.
"Well?" Dawn demanded, not even saying hello.
"It was the best Buffy birthday ever." Buffy replied.
"So Xander won't be beating him to death with a shovel?" Dawn asked.
"No." Buffy said, smiling. "There will be no killing of my boyfriend."
"Good. What did he get you?" Dawn asked.
"He took me to dinner, which was fantastic." Buffy said. "Then he gave me his great-grandmother's cross. It's beautiful."
"Wow. That's a good gift." Dawn said, nodding in approval. "I want pictures missy."
"Yes, ma'am." Buffy laughed.
"Are you happy?"
"Think you found your future?"
"You know, I think I did."
"I'll call Giles and have him write up your transfer."
Buffy smiled as David came into the living room in pyjama pants, hair tousled and sleepy-eyed. He sat down next to her and she curled up into his side. "Sounds like a plan." She told her sister.
In fact. It sounded perfect. "So please don't, please don't, please don't (There's no need to complicate) There's no need to complicate (Our time is short) 'Cause our time is short (This is our fate) This is, this is, this is our fate I'm yours..."