O’Neill called Miller to the office once more. “I guess I owe you an apology.”
Graham looked confused. “Sir?”
“About the monsters.” O’Neill clarified. “We’ve been recalled to base, and T’ealc tells me that you have decided not to accompany us?”
“No, sir. I like it here.” Miller’s back was poker straight and he stared ahead at a point in the wall.
“At ease, soldier.” O’Neill stood and started to pace around his office. “I kinda wanted you to say that. I think you’d do great in Colorado with us, but you feel responsible for this town.” Jack narrowed his eyes. “This is as near as you are getting to a speech. I’ve spoken to the General and he’s agreed with me that we should set up a task force here.”
O’Neill sat back down in his chair. “This task force will be lead by a lieutenant under the direct supervision of the base commander. He will be considered to be autonomous otherwise. Interested?”
“Certainly, sir. I would. Who is going to be the lieutenant, sir? Someone new from base?”
“Actually, they’ve gone with my suggestion of someone nearer.” Comprehension dawned on Graham’s face as Jack shook his hand. “Goodbye and good luck, Lieutenant Miller.”
“Are you sure you don’t want to come keep an eye on me?” Buffy asked Riley coyly, fluttering her eyelashes.
He grinned and wrapped his arms around her waist. “Much as I’d like to have a dirty week with you at the military’s expense, I really should get on with finding a place to stay. The atmosphere in the house is chilly and I’ve got interviews lined up as well.”
She smiled. “I think I deserve lots of goodbye kisses then.”
“Xander? Why can you not take me to this base? We could have sex in new places.” Anya was flicking through a magazine as Xander turned off the TV.
“Anya, much as I’d like to take you with me, they didn’t invite you.” He crawled into the bed.
“I can’t afford to go anywhere else. I have no money. And I don’t like it.” She huffed and turned over.
“Don’t I get any goodbye kisses?” The light snapped out.
Tara lay back on the bed. “I’m glad that you are going to Colorado.”
“Sweetie. I don’t want to leave you.” Willow kissed the nearest bit of Tara – her knee.
“But it’s good that you are getting a holiday after Adam.” Tara insisted. “I don’t know that I could go back to the military.”
“Buffy said it would be okay. And she seemed to trust this new guy for some reason. And… it’ll be nice to see the guys. I haven’t been around them much this summer. Had other priorities.” Willow looked concerned.
Tara smiled and dragged her back down to the bed. “Ah – time for goodbye priorities then.”
Giles locked his apartment with care, and shifted his bag to the other hand. He placed his hand against the door, remembering the last time he'd gone on a trip like this - to try and find the missing Buffy. He silently laid his hand on the door and wished the apartment goodbye. His mouth twisted at the whimsy as headed for the airport.