Chapter 12: A New Dad?
Chapter 12: A New Dad?
Warning: I don’t know; maybe language and innuendo somewhere along the way.
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Challenge: #4472 ‘Bunny is my what?’
A/N: Thanks to my betas for their help... zigpal and CindyB. Sorry I didn’t wait back to hear from you on this chapterPosted In Honor of the 25th recommendation and 45000th hit on TtH!
Previously…Buffy opened her mouth to tear into him, but caught sight of their audience. She quickly glanced around, then grabbed his hand in a vise-like grip and dragged him to the elevator. Once inside, she threw the emergency stop button.
“Talk!” she commanded.
Giles started to talk, but Buffy interrupted him, “Is it Xander? Is he okay? Is the world ending? Why are you here? I was just with you a few days ago. What could have happened in that short of time?” She shook her head. “That was stupid, pretend I didn’t say that.”
He put a comforting hand on her shoulder. “Xander is doing as well as can be expected given the extent of his injuries. Cordelia and the others are tracking down the bastards that did this to him and wiping them out…after they find out who helped them, that is.”
“Are they making it hurt?” she inquired with a vicious look in her eyes.
Giles responded with his own Ripper expression, “It’s Cordelia. I think that’s a given.”
Then Buffy cleared her head of her Anya-like thoughts and moved on, “What about the rest of it?”
He hesitated. As much as he ran through this talk on the plane yesterday and in bed last night, he couldn’t come up with an easy way to put it. “I am here, loosely, on Council business. But it is specifically about you.”
She noticed his hesitancy and made what she thought
was the worst assumption, “What? Another prophecy?”
Giles shook his head, “No. I’m sorry to spring this on you so suddenly, but there is a chance that you aren’t Hank Summers’ daughter.”
“And this is supposed to be a great loss?” she asked sarcastically.
“It’s more than that. But the short version is that you and your mother were in the Witness Protection Program under assumed names,” he began carefully.
Buffy’s eyes narrowed in suspicion. “How do you know this?”
Giles took a deep breath. “Apparently an FBI agent told Agent Gibbs, who asked Ducky, who called me.”
“Why would this agent go to Gibbs instead of the Director?”
“Because those files say that you are Kelly Elizabeth Gibbs. I checked with the Coven and they confirmed that the daughter of Shannon and Leroy Gibbs was a Potential. It seems a big coincidence if the two aren’t connected,” he finished, preparing for what she might do.
But Buffy just slumped into the wall of the elevator, shaking her head.
Giles reached out for her. “Buffy…are you alright?”
She shook off his hand. “Oh, peachy with a side of keen! Turns out that the guy whose team I just joined might be my long lost father instead of the deadbeat who raised me for the first part of my life.” She looked up at him to ask, “So why hasn’t Gibbs tried to find me or Mom before this?”
“Because he was told that the two of you died in the accident that killed your protection detail,” he explained sympathetically – partly for her and partly for a man who thought he lost his family 20 years ago.
Buffy’s expression cleared in realization. “So that’s why he was looking at me so funny yesterday afternoon. And why Ducky was so jumpy last night.”
“Yes, I told Ducky that I had information that indicated the FBI’s files were on the right track. But since it was supernatural in origin, I couldn’t share it with Agent Gibbs. Besides, I thought you might need a friendly shoulder around when you found out.” He took her hand again, and this time she didn’t pull away.
“So what now?” she asked.
Giles pulled out a business card from his pocket. “Well, Ducky suggested that we go to a lab nearby to get your blood tested to find out for sure. He would do it here, but then there’s the chance that others might find out as well.”
“Yeah, that might be a little awkward. ‘By the way guys, I’m Gibbs’ dead daughter!’
Somehow, I don’t think that people come back from the dead that often around here.” She gave a mirthless laugh, “Guess they’d better get used to it with me around.”
He gave her an anguished look. “Please don’t joke about that. Losing you three times just about destroyed me. I’m afraid that if I lost you again, I wouldn’t survive it.”
Buffy gave him a watery smile. “Even if I made you promise?”
“Even if you used your pout on me,” he answered with his own smile.
She leaned into him and he put his arm around her for a short embrace. “Then I guess I’d better stick around a bit longer. The world is better with you in it.”
“And you too, my dear,” he told her before he kissed her temple.
Buffy stepped back and threw the switch again. “We’d better get back out there before they start to think we’re trapped.”
A/N1: Surprise! I saved Cordy somehow – don’t ask, it was magick – and she decided to join the Council instead of watching Angel try to fight from inside the belly of the beast. Don’t know what her feelings for Xander are. Still not sure if Anya is alive or not.
A/N2: Next…Well, I would try to hint at the results of the blood test, but everyone knows what they are already. ‘Cause if you don’t, what story have you been reading? But it will be a tense day for those waiting the results, but then there will be the father/daughter reunion. Hope you don’t mind if I mostly skip over the waiting? They’ve been through enough.