Chapter 20: Return of flight #207
Return of flight #207
At ten o’clock that night, they caught the last plane leaving Colorado. At that time of the night, the plane was practically empty. Buffy and Jack chose to sit together, while Oz, Willow, and Xander found three seats together. Carter had opted to sit by herself, stating that she needed the room to stretch out in case she decided to take a nap. That left Teal’c and Daniel sharing a double seat and Giles, who found Mac, Adam, and Joe fascinating, decided to sit next to them to pick their brains about being an Immortal. In their seats next to a window, Jack was playing footsie with Buffy who was giggling. Major Carter, who was sitting in an aisle seat two seat behind them, growled. On the way back from the bathroom, Giles noticed the less than positive response to the couple.
“I’m glad they found each other,” he murmured.
“What?” said Carter askance, looking around. “Are you talking to me?” she asked.
“Of course,” said Giles. “Who else,” he asked. “Can I have this seat?” he said gesturing to the empty seat beside her. It was 10 o’clock at night, and they had got on the last plane out of Colorado that was going to Los Angeles.
Carter shifted, and Giles squeezed past her to sit in the window seat. “They don’t make airplane seats like they used to,” he mused, and with a sigh, he shifted his body to get comfortable.
She gave a noncommittal murmur.
“Why are you angry at Buffy?” Giles asked abruptly.
“What?” said Carter, her mouth hanging open. “I’m not,” she said avoiding his eyes.
“Yes, you are,” Giles said, a half smile crossing his face. “I know angry when I see it because I’m angry with her myself.”
“You are,” she said eying him with a calculating expression. “Why?” Where to start
, he thought. At first when he sat down, he didn’t expect to talk about his problems, but something about Major Carter had made him want to open up. When he first saw her, something had captured his attention – maybe it was her grace and how she presented herself. “I have known Buffy Summers for almost five years,” he said with a frown. “I love her like a daughter, and I was even fired from my job for that fact. But if anyone asked, I had quit,” he murmured.
“I thought you are a school librarian,” Carter said.
“I am,” said Giles quickly.
Then Carter remembered something she had read in the file about his life. “What’s a Watcher’s Council?” she asked. “I heard that term mentioned several times yesterday.”
“Well, a Watcher is a person who watches,” he said in a jesting quip.
She gave him a dry stare. “Are you avoiding my question?” she asked.
Giles narrowed. “No. Are you avoiding my question?”
“What question is that?” she asked in amusement.
“You know the one,” Giles growled in exasperation. “Why are you angry with Buffy?”
Carter sighed and the humor came off her face. “That one,” she said with a shrug. “Do you know what it’s like to have a dream?” she said in a thoughtful manner, as she gazed at the back of Buffy and Jack’s heads.
“Then you find out that dream was dashed before it ever started.”
Giles eyed her with compassion.
“I had years, but I thought he would always be there, waiting for me. For us. And when I found out that he had a wife – a young pretty one at that, something inside of me froze, became numb. And for the first time in my life, I realized how lonely I am. Maybe it’s not her fault, but your Buffy made me realize what I had given up all these years.”
“I had the opportunity, but something always made me not go further. Maybe it was fear or whatever,” she said with a shrug.
“You know you are an attractive woman,” he said, his gaze as soft as a caress.
“Thank you,” she murmured with a faint blush.
“If Jack O’Neill and those other men didn’t see your worth, then forget them. They are not worthy of you. You deserve someone who will appreciate both your beauty and your intelligence,” his voice a velvet murmur.
Her pulse began to beat erratically. “Do you know someone like that?” Carter said breathlessly. Breathless,
she was breathless,
she thought as she gazed into Giles’ eyes with her heart fluttering wildly in her breast.
“Yeah, me, Rupert Giles,” he said, his gaze resting on her face. This can’t be happening,
she thought as Giles gently tipped her chin and lowered his mouth to kiss her. The taste of him exploded her senses and she groaned at the pleasure that was coursing through her body.
“Who am I?” Giles demanded, his body vibrating with hunger. He wanted to taste every inch of her body.
“Rupert Giles,” she whimpered aching for more of that kiss.
“Did you forget about him?” he whispered, his breath hot against her hair.
“Who?” she moaned eagerly seeking his lips. She couldn’t believe she was doing this. I’m possessed
, she thought as her hand slid around his shoulder.
“Jack O’Neill,” Giles reminded her.
“Oh yes,” she said eagerly as his lips captured hers once again.
On the opposite side of the plane, Daniel and Teal’c were sitting beside each other in parallel seats. Daniel was reading from several loose-leaf papers, and Teal’c was focused on the movie playing on the screen in front of him.
“Daniel Jackson, will we be seeing any movie stars?” Teal’c asked, idly watching the screen.
Daniel looked up. “Why did you asked that?” he said curiously.
“Aren’t we going to Hollywood?” he said, his eyebrows raised inquiringly.
“We are going to California, Teal’c,” said Daniel. “And Hollywood is in California.”
“Is it not the same thing?” he asked.
“Sorta,” he said with a sigh. “We are actually going to a small town west of Los Angeles, Teal’c. Called Sunnydale. It is very far from Hollywood.”
“So I won’t see any movie stars,” he said crestfallen.
“No, Teal’c,” Daniel said looking down at his notes.
After a few minutes of silence, Daniel was once again engrossed in his notes, only to be interrupted a few minutes later.
“Daniel Jackson, if we went to this Hollywood, would we see any movie stars?” Teal’c asked.
Daniel sighed and put away his papers. He guessed he wouldn’t be able to read as much on this trip as he had hoped. “I guess so,” he said frowning with exasperation. The notes he had been reading were an interesting theory on the fertility rites of an obscure culture, and he wanted to finished it, but Teal’c continued to distract him with questions. He glanced around the plane to find something else to distract Teal’c.
What he saw made his mouth drop open in shock. “Oh my God,” he whispered.
But Teal’s superior hearing heard it.
“What is it, Daniel Jackson?” he asked curiously, looking around. “Are we under attack?”
“Don’t look!” Daniel begged frantically.
But Teal’c’s eyes had zeroed onto what he perceived as the problem. “Are Mr. Giles and Major Carter kissing?” he asked.
“I thought Major Carter was in love with Colonel O’Neill?” asked Teal’c, his eyebrows quirked questioningly.
Looking at the couple, Daniel frowned. “I guess she’s over him.”
Sitting a few seats away from Daniel and Teal’c, Oz was reading a Spin
magazine, and Xander was playing a game on his Game Boy.
Contemplating the other boy for a minute, Oz asked, “Are you really thinking of joining the Air Force?”
“Cool,” he said with a nod and went back to his magazine.
“Yeah,” Xander said with a satisfied smile. Before he had left, the General had given him several brochures and an application for the Air Force. He couldn’t wait to read it. He wanted to join the SGC when he finished, and with that in mind, he decided that Colorado was the best bet. He would miss Willow, who had already been accepted to Stanford University, but Colorado and California weren’t that much apart. They would see each other at holidays and such. Buffy seemed to like Colorado, and it agrees with her. She had not stopped smiling since she spent the day at Jack’s house. He wondered what they had done there. Don’t go there
, he thought as his mind wandered, so he put headphones in his ears and closed his eyes.
On her way back from the bathroom, Willow was shocked to see Giles and Carter in a lip-lock. She rushed down the aisle of the plane not taking note of Jack’s feet, which she tripped over and fell sprawling to the floor.
“Are you okay,” Buffy said with a frown, looking down at Willow in concern.
“I’m fine,” Willow mumbled, turning beet red. She put her face in her hands, taking note of the interesting gazes of the passengers.
“Are you okay, miss?” asked a stewardess.
She nodded as Jack drew her up to her feet.
The stewardess gave her a brief smile and continued her rounds.
“Where’s the fire?” Buffy teased.
“It-it is…” Willow stammered, looking behind her.
Buffy frowned. “Are you sure you’re okay, Wills?”
She gave a jerky nod, making muffled sounds behind her hands.
Jack and Buffy exchanged a puzzled glance.
“Jack, can you excuse us for minute?” Buffy asked, giving him a telling glance.
“Sure,” he said with a small smile. “I need to see Danny and T about something,” he said ambling away.
“Now it’s just me and you,” Buffy said patting the seat beside her. “What’s going on?”
Willow sat down abruptly peeking through her fingers, her eyes shiny with tears. “It’s Giles,” she said with a gasp turning her face away.
“Giles?” Buffy questioned with a frown. “What did he do?”
“He-he,” Willow stammered.
“Did he do something to you?” Buffy demanded, a muscle twitching at her jaw. She turned to look behind her.
“No!” Willow squeaked. “Don’t look.”
“Why?” she asked, giving Willow a long, searching look.
She took a deep breath. “Because-because he and Major Carter are kissing.”
“Giles!” Buffy screeched, looking behind her.
Everyone turned to look at her.
“Don’t look,” Willow shouted, gasping for breath as giggles escaped her.
“Yes, Buffy,” answered Giles.
“It’s nothing, Giles. I thought I saw a mouse,” Buffy said blushing.
“Okay,” he said with a shrug, going back to the conversation he was having with Major Carter.
“A mouse?” Jack mouthed raising an eyebrow in a questioning slant.
Buffy shrugged and gave him a sheepish look.
Jack sighed and continued his own conversation.
“My Giles?” Buffy whispered, slouching into the seat.
Willow nodded and a few more giggles escaped her.
“My Giles,” Buffy repeated, peeking over the hedge of the chair back at Giles who seemed to be engrossed in a conversation with Major Carter. She frowned.
“Yes,” said Willow. “There was a lot of groping and some tongue action.”
“Yuck,” Buffy said turning around with a shudder.
Willow peered through her fingers at Buffy. “I even saw him touch her breast.”
“No more,” she moaned, holding her hand out in a stop motion. “It’s like seeing your parents having sex,” she said shuddering.
Willow giggled. “Remember that time, when Ethan Rayne spelled that candy, and Giles and your mom, I mean Joyce, ended up stealing that police car.”
“Don’t remind me,” Buffy moaned, closing her eyes.
“Do you think they had sex?”
“Ugh, scary visual image. I said don’t remind me,” Buffy said with a shudder.
Willow burst out laughing. Soon the infectious laughter caught up with Buffy, and both slouched down in their chairs laughing.
“Oh God,” Buffy said as she collapsed in laughter. “That was good,” she said wiping her eyes. “I haven’t laughed like that in… in years,” she said surprised. “Thank you,” she said, her eyes bright.
“You’re welcome,” answered Willow.
“I miss this,” Buffy said twining Willow’s fingers with hers. “I miss you.”
Willow gazed at Buffy and presented her with a sweet understanding smile. “I miss you too.”
“Forgive me,” Buffy said.
Willow eyes widened in surprise. “Of course. I forgave you a long time ago,” she said.
“I’m sorry I never told you about being immortal before,” said with pleading eyes. “I have been hiding most of my life; I just didn’t know how or when to stop or how to tell you guys.”
“We knew about you being the slayer,” she said.
“I know, but it was an accident. Xander overheard me in the library and then…”
“…then I was kidnapped by a vampire,” said Willow.
“Yeah,” Buffy said with a nod. “Then the secret identity was no more.”
“But you still should have told me,” Willow said with a pout.
“Yeah, I still should have,” Buffy agreed, with an apologetic smile. “Friends?” she said.
“Always,” Willow said giving Buffy a tight hug. They stayed like that for a few minutes, healing and being friends again. “So what’s going on between you and Jack?” Willow asked pushing her slightly away.
“Nothing much,” said Buffy with a mysterious grin.
“Come on,” Willow encouraged with a grin. “Tell me the truth.”
“Okay,” Buffy said. She looked around the plane and leant in to whisper, “I slept with Jack.”
“No way,” Willow gasped, her eyes round.
“Way,” Buffy said with a nod.
“Wow! How was it?” she asked worrying her lip between her teeth.
“It was so good that it melted the skin off my bones,” Buffy said with a blush.
Willow gasped. “That good, huh?” she asked, her face a fiery red.
“Mmm,” Buffy murmured, shuddering in remembered delight. She happened to glance over at Willow, who had looked towards Jack with her mouth hanging open. Looking at Willow’s expression caused Buffy to start laughing again.