Title: Author: Gillian Silverlight

Title: Stranger Things Have Happened.

Author: Gillian Silverlight

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Disclaimer: The characters of BtVS belong to Joss and the WB, UPN and just about everyone except me.

Summary: Sequel to ‘Games People Play’ (Ok gang.. quit asking, here it is.. I wrote it!)

Rating: NC-17

Stranger Things Have Happened.

It had been several months since the night the entire Scooby gang and Spike had been trapped at the mansion by a ferocious storm. The unusual three-way relationship that had arisen between Giles, Willow and Tara had continued and over time, the others had discovered the relationship.

True, the ‘others’ considered of Xander and Anya, but the entire gang was aware of the relationship now even though not everyone approved of it.

Giles went home that evening from the magick shop as usual. The threesome usually arranged to be together a couple of times a week, but this was not one of those nights even though Giles wished it had been.

The Watcher would have liked to spend a comfortable evening with the two women but he cherished the unusual relationship he had with them, so he allowed them to make the decisions on when they should get together.

The Englishman had prepared a bite for dinner, then took a shower and was finally relaxing with a pot of fragrant tea and the new novel he’d picked up when the phone rang.

Frowning as he glanced at his watch before reaching for the telephone, Giles wondered who would be calling and if there was trouble again. After all, they’d just finally disposed of the M’benga demon the previous week after it had been making life miserable for them for several weeks.

“Hullo”

“Hi, sexy man. We disturbing you?”

“Willow, you always disturb me, but if you mean were you interrupting anything, I can assure you, you are not. What can I do for my two favorite women tonight?”

“Mmmmm. Well nothing tonight, Giles, but could you come over and have dinner with us tomorrow night?”

“I’d love to. About 7 then?”

“Seven would be good. See you then. Night, lover.”

“Good night Willow. Give Tara a kiss for me as well.”

“’K”

He heard the soft sound of the receiver on her end as the redheaded witch hung up.

With a soft pleased sigh, Giles settled back into the corner of the sofa as he sipped his cup of tea and looked forward to tomorrow night. He laid the new book aside and finished his tea before heading up to bed.

Giles knew he’d better change his plans and make it an early night tonight because if he knew those two lovely women, sleep tomorrow night would be anything but early.

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Willow hung up the phone and turned to Tara.

“I knew it wouldn’t be a problem getting him to come over. Now it’s all up to you, sweetie. Sure you want to do this?”

The blonde witch smiled at her redheaded partner.

“Yeah. Sure. You’re ok with it then?”

Willow took a few steps toward Tara and wrapped her arms around her.

“Yeah. I don’t have any problems at all with it. Just wanna be sure you’re ok with it. I know it’s your decision and all… Besides, it will make things a lot simpler later.”

Willow kissed Tara gently then they turned toward their bedroom. Tara flicked off the light switch as they left the living room.

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Promptly at seven pm the next evening, Giles knocked on the door of the witches’ apartment.

Tara opened the door and smiled at him as she invited him in. Once the door was closed, the blonde witch stepped into the Watcher’s arms, pulling him close as she tipped her face upward inviting his kiss.

He didn’t disappoint her as he kissed her tenderly at first, but it very quickly turned into something more passionate, full of lips and tongues and a nibbling of teeth.

When they finally broke the kiss so they could both catch their breath, Giles nuzzled his face into the soft warm curve of Tara’s neck, gently kissing the exposed skin.

Both women were aware of how much Giles enjoyed nibbling on their necks. They’d laughingly accused him of ‘vampiric tendencies’, but usually dressed to encourage his fondness.

Tonight was no exception as the curved blonde was wearing a pale lavender tee-shirt with small cap sleeves and a row of tiny pearlesent buttons half way down the front of the shirt. Half of those buttons were unfastened.

Tara had added a long straight skirt of a deeper purple silk. It had the lower half of the buttons that ran it’s full length already unfastened. As she so often did at home, Tara was barefoot, but Giles could tell she’d recently gotten a pedicure as her nails were painted a pale mauve pink..

“You know I like this outfit.” She told him as she ran her hands inside the outer shirt and around his back.

It was one of her favorite sets of clothing he’d worn tonight. The long sleeved shirt was a deep forest green. As usual, Giles wore it over a deep smoky mustard gold tee-shirt. Both were tucked into a pair of tan slacks. Tonight he had the upper shirt unbuttoned almost to where it emerged from the slacks and the long sleeves turned up to the inside, leaving his strong forearms bare.

“Why do you think I wore it, love?” He kissed her forehead as he quickly glanced around the apartment.

“Where is Willow? Am I early and caught her still getting dressed?”

Tara quickly ducked her head as sudden shyness swept over her.

“Ah.. no, Willow’s not here tonight. She.. she had a paper to research cause it’s due in two days and she’s not started it yet. She said she’d be gone probably all night.”

Giles reached out a hand to tip the blonde’s face back toward him. He had a slightly confused look on his face.

“Then why….”

Tara pressed a finger quickly to his lips to stop his questions.

“Because I wanted to have an evening alone with you. I decided that I’d like to be with you the same way that she is, and I know you’ll be as gentle..” She kissed his lips quickly. “..and caring in this as you always are...” She kissed him again.

Giles pulled back slightly from her embrace to see her face better as he very softly asked an important question.

“Tara, does that meant that you’ve never…?”

She shook her head slowly as she looked up at his confused expression.

“No. I never have. After the first time, there at the mansion.. I told Will that if I ever decided that I wanted to.. you know, that I wanted it to be you.”

Giles inhaled sharply as he pulled her close to him, folding her into a tight embrace.

“Love, I don’t know what to say. You do me too great an honor. I’m an old man and you’re a young beautiful bewitching woman who deserves better than me for her first time.”

The blonde witch pushed away from him then told him very firmly.

“Giles, don’t you dare say that! You may be older than me, but you’re a very sexy, caring, gentle and attractive man. I can’t imagine being with any other man at all and certainly not for something this important.” Her voice softened as she leaned back into his chest. “I’m the one who is honored to have you be with me like this.”

His only answer was to capture her lips with his and kiss her until they were both shaky, standing there in the middle of the living room.

When the kiss was over, Tara just touched her fingers to her lips for a second. “Wow! So wow! You take my breath away, Rupert. Maybe we should have dinner first? I think we may both need our strength before tonight’s over.”

She laughed softly as she walked away from him toward the small kitchen.

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After dinner, Tara suggested they watch a movie and relax for a bit. She even surprised Giles with a glass of wine for both of them.

“Thank you, love. Not trying to get me drunk are you?” The older man teased her.

“No. But Will did say that it would help me relax a bit first.” A distinct flush crept up the blonde’s pale complexion. “I don’t have anything to compare with even though I’ve… ah… seen you, but Willow said you were.. ah… well endowed and that me being relaxed would be easier.”

Giles set his glass on the coffee table and turned to her, pulling her into his lap so he could wrap his arms around her softness.

“I would not do anything to hurt you, Tara. I’ll be as gentle as possible and do everything I can to make this easy for you.” He reached up to trail a finger down her cheek as she leaned into the pressure of his touch before leaning down to kiss him.

What started as a quick kiss turned into a much longer one, the movie completely forgotten.

Several minutes later, they were both a bit breathless.

“Tara, perhaps we could skip the movie?” Giles asked the blonde witch sitting in his lap, her skirt shifted up around her hips and the remaining buttons on the soft shirt unfastened.

“I.. I think that’s a good idea, if I can figure out how to walk again.” Her voice was breathy with a slight trembling that could be heard.

“If you’ll take the wine glasses, I’d be more than happy to help you.”

Tara simply nodded as she tried to slide out of his lap to pick up the two glasses filled with a sweet, light amber wine. Giles let her stand and pick up the glasses as he too stood up from his seat on the sofa, discretely shifting the tightened material of his slacks.

As soon as the blonde woman had both glasses, the Watcher scooped the witch up into his arms, moving toward the bedroom.

“Rupert! I didn’t mean for you to carry me!”

“I know, love. That was my idea. Now please be still before you drop that delicious wine or cause me to drop you.”

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The bedroom that Tara and Willow shared had been filled with candles for the evening. Each one had been lit and now cast a soft, warm flickering glow throughout, highlighting the shadows and softening edges around the room. On the small altar table in the corner, they had started some light but sweet incense that had wafted it’s fragrance through the room.

Delighted with the care in preparations, Giles knew the lovely woman in his arms was looking forward to the evening as well. Everything about her told him of her willingness and anticipation.

He carefully sat her on the edge of the bed and took the wine glasses from her to sit them on the nightstand.

Slipping off his leather loafers, he knelt on the bed facing her as he reached out to trace the line of her jaw with a fingertip as his other hand slipped under the edge of her shirt to caress the bare skin of her waist.

The two lovers teased each other with nibbles and kisses and feather-light touches for several minutes before Tara pulled away and crawled off the bed. She took Giles by the hand and pulled him to his feet without a word, then turned to fold the bedclothes down.

That accomplished, she turned back to face Giles as she slowly removed her clothes while she watched his eyes. The desire she saw in his eyes created even more damp warmth in her core because she knew that look was only and completely for her tonight.

When she had undressed to nothing more than a tiny pair of lacy panties and matching bra, Tara reached out to take both of his hands and place them on the sides of her ribs, over her breasts while she released the front closure of the garment.

Giles knew what she wanted and gently pulled her hands away, then reached back to catch the soft lace with his thumbs and peel the material away from her full breasts and finally off her shoulders to drop in a pool on the floor.

“You have too many clothes on, Rupert. Let me help you solve that problem.” Tara followed words with actions and her soft feminine hands were as busy as his in removing his clothes.

With most of his clothes lying in a chair beside the night table finally, Giles was hesitant to take his underwear off. He didn’t want to frighten Tara and he knew he was fully erect already. She solved the problem for him by hooking her fingers in the scrap of deep burgundy silk that had been part of a present from she and Willow and pulled it downward.

“I’ve seen you before, Rupert. But tonight I want to see you and know that you’re here just for me.”

He stepped out of the silk underwear and stepped closer to Tara, repeating her motion as he removed the bit of lace she still wore. As he trailed the lace down her long legs, he knelt to help her step out of the lingerie, his face on a level with her abdomen. Unable to resist any longer, he leaned the few inches and licked a damp line from just below her navel to between her breasts.

She moaned slightly deep in her throat and pulled his head in closer to her heated flesh.

It took them only moments to stretch out on the bed together, each of them seeking the responsive areas on the others body with lips, tongue, fingers and occasionally teeth.

Tara laughed and teased Giles again about his vampire tendencies, which caused him to mockingly growl at her as he rolled over her body, pulling her with him until she lay on top.

Tara simply giggled slightly at him as she inched her way down his body to hesitantly tease the tip of his hardness with her tongue.

When she succeeded in pulling a moan from deep within his throat with her teasing, she quickly took as much of him in her mouth as she could, rolling her tongue around him before pulling away with a slight suction.

“Oh lord! Where did you learn to do that Tara? You.. When…” He was clearly puzzled by her previous admission of a lack of experience in that department.

The blonde witch chuckled slightly at him. “Willow told me what to do and had me practice on an ice cream cone.”

It was Giles’ turn to blush at the thought, but he solved his slight embarrassment by pulling her back up his body and turning again to take the upper position as he dipped his head to lavish first one breast and then the other with the same attention she had shown him.

The sounds she made as she tried to move closer to him indicated her approval of his actions.

He moved down her body and licked a line that followed her own dampness as she arched her back off the bed with the pleasure it created in her.

The Watcher soon had the blonde witch grasping his hair in both hands as he licked and nibbled at her tender flesh, finally sucking the bundle of nerves into his mouth causing her to scream as she exploded against his lips. The tremors echoed over and over in her body as he continued to touch her very gently. He knew how sensitive she was afterwards and didn’t wish to cause her any discomfort.

“Giles… I want…”

He slid up her body at her words and covered her lips with his, kissing her deeply as she tasted herself on his tongue.

As he kissed her, he slid one finger in the warm wetness of her, gently stretching the channel.

“You liked that, love?” He asked her as she moved against his hand.

“You know I did. And that feels good too, but I want to feel you there.”

“You will. Let me help you get to that point, dear. It’s different than what you feel right now.” He kissed her again as he added a second finger to caress her slickness.

When he thought she was close to the edge again, Giles gently removed his hand and reached for the drawer of the nightstand where the women kept the condoms he and Willow used. It had made more sense to keep them there as he always came to their apartment by their request. They didn’t want to take the chance of unexpected guests at his place. Then too, they had a much larger bed that would accommodate the three of them.

Tara grabbed his arm before he could open the drawer.

“No, Rupert. I want to feel you, not a barrier between us. I think bare skin is more intimate.” She pleaded with him, wanting to feel him inside of her for the first time.

“Love, is that safe? What if…”

It was her turn to hush him with a kiss.

“It won’t. I kept up with where I am in my cycle right now. Please, love?”

Tara had never called him by an endearment before now. It startled him, shocked him and thrilled him to hear her do so now. He had no defenses against such a request from her.

Giles covered Tara’s body with his own, supporting his weight on his forearm as he reached between them to guide his hard waiting member to the wet warmth of her center.

He moved gently against her as he worked his way slightly into her. Tara gasped at the feeling of his hard flesh at the entrance to her body.

“More. Want to feel more of you.” She murmured against his lips as she kissed him.

“Don’t want to hurt you.” He managed to tell her before her tongue sought his, before she lightly sucked his tongue into her mouth and bit gently.

Giles was paying attention to what the lovely blonde was doing to his mouth and the feel of her warmth against him when she ran her hands down his back to grasp his smooth buttocks in her hands and pull him sharply against her, plunging him deep within her body.

Tara gasped at the sudden fullness and the single sharp but fleeting pain as he entered her.

“Tara, are you alright, love? Did I hurt you?” Giles was worried that her rash move might have injured her.

“No.. Yes… But no… it’s different, but good… so very good. Don’t leave..” The blonde witch murmured against his shoulder as she held on with gently teeth, caressing his skin with a damp tongue.

His reply was to kiss her as he gently and carefully started to move in her.

The two lovers murmured in the golden flickering scented candlelight. He helped her to understand how to move to please both of them the most. Tara was an eager and talented student and soon the murmurs changed to small cries, and moans from both of them mingled with the sound of damp flesh striking against damp flesh as they moved together.

As one, they cried out and strained against each other as tightly as possible. Her muscles clasped and released him in spasm as his own liquid warmth flooded into her.

They lay together, limp with the after effects of their mutual release.

“Tara, love.. You are beautiful and wonderful… So very wonderful.” His lips kissed and nuzzled her neck just below her ear.

“Rupert… I… I love you, Rupert.” She whispered, afraid if she didn’t tell him now, she’d never have the courage to admit it to him.

Giles was suddenly still, not sure he’d heard her correctly. He shifted carefully and lifted himself on one elbow to look down at her face as they lay together with him still sheathed inside of her warmth.

“I’m not sure what to say, love. I’m not sure I understand.”

Clear sweet laughter filled the air around them as Tara tried to not do exactly what she was doing.

“Rupert, you may be older than me, but sometimes I worry about you, love. It’s simple. I love you. It doesn’t mean that I don’t still love Willow or that I’m suddenly ‘cured’ as some people might suggest. It simply means that I discovered I have room in my heart for someone other than just Will and that someone is you.” She moved slightly to lay a kiss on his chest. “You know Will loves you too, but I can’t tell you that.. She’ll tell you later.” The blonde witch giggled as she thought about the discussion she and Willow had had about that earlier.

“You little minx, you!” Giles felt like an enormous weight had lifted from his shoulders, one that had settled there when he thought he’d injured her before. The Watcher used his free hand to cup her face, stroking her cheek with his thumb.

“I never thought I’d every say this again, but I do love you. I love both of you, but let’s not tell Willow just yet.” He leaned down to kiss her deeply before releasing her lips to tell her again. “ I love you, Tara. Just you as you, love. Not as half of the pair of you two, but you just because you are the sweet, wonderful caring and beautiful woman you are.”

“Rupert? Is that what I think it is?” Tara asked him, her eyes growing wide at the sensation she was feeling.

“It certainly is and I think we should make excellent use of it.”

The curvaceous blonde pulled him back down to her and just before she assaulted his mouth with hers again, she agreed with him.

“I think we can do that. I think we should do that. Now shut up, Rupert and love me.”

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Tara and Giles were both sound asleep when Willow finally came home. She looked at her two lovers as they were curled spooned with Giles lying against the blonde’s back, his arm around her and himself still deep inside of her body as they slept.

With a smile on her lips, Willow undressed and crawled into bed, fitting herself against Giles’s back, her arm around him and drifted off to sleep.

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Fortunately the next morning was a Saturday because it was several hours gone before the day saw the two women and their lover in the shower.

They made their way to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, the three of them laughing, teasing, touching each other as they cooked.

Finally after much playing, breakfast was finished and they sat down to eat just as the doorbell rang. They all just looked at each other before Willow got up to answer the door.

“Will, we went by to see if Giles was ok and he’s not at home…Anya was looking.. for… him…Oh! I see you found him already.” Buffy stood outside the door with Spike right behind her. He’d dropped his smoking blanket just outside the door of the apartment in the small foyer of the building.

“Hi, guys.. Wanna come in and have breakfast with us?” Willow asked the startled Slayer and smirking vampire.

Spike quickly put an arm around the blonde Slayer he loved and ushered her inside as he accepted the invitation.

“Sure, Red. Thanks.. Got any blood in the ‘fridge?”

“Nope.. Fresh out, Spike. Want some toast?”

Willow walked back to the kitchen to toss more bread into the toaster as Buffy tried to gather her jaw from the floor. The Slayer’s eyes kept darting from Willow in her long blue terrycloth robe, to Giles in a deep wine colored robe open to show matching boxer shorts and Tara wearing what looked like Giles’s shirt!

“Buffy, I think you can close your mouth now before you start catching flies.” Giles told her in a mild tone as he handed a jar of jam to Tara.

“Giles.. I .. I mean I knew and all but this.. I didn’t expect to walk in on you guys.”

“Actually Buffy, all you ‘walked in on’ as you put it, is just our breakfast.” Giles stated as he accepted the plate of bacon from Tara.

“You know what I mean.” Buffy blushed and looked uncomfortable at the blatant evidence of her Watcher’s intimate relationship with her two friends.

Willow sat a plate of toast on the table in front of Spike who promptly helped himself to a slice, covering it with the lemon curd that Giles also favored.

“Nice choice, Watcher. Bit of home and all.”

“Yes, you’re welcome, Spike. So Buffy.. to what do we owe this morning visit?” Giles inquired since Buffy showed no signs of leaving.

“Ah.. Anya said you hadn’t come into the shop this morning and when she called you at home there was no answer so she called me and we were worried.”

“I see. Buffy, you do remember I’m allowed a private life? And private means that I don’t have to tell everyone where I am at every moment.” Giles chided his Slayer gently.

“I know, Giles. Maybe Anya suspected you were here.. You know how vocal she and Xander have been about the three of you.” Buffy sighed. “Almost as bad as they are about me and Spike.”

“Quite.”, was all Giles had to say as he continued to eat his breakfast.

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Two weeks after Giles’s visit alone with Tara, he was once again staying the night with the two witches.

They had had a nice dinner together and again retired to the living room with wine glass in hand to watch a movie and spend a bit of time just talking. But as was always the case, the later portion of the evening found the older man in the embraces of the two women.

Giles reached toward the drawer only to have Willow stop him this time.

“Willow?”

“Giles… ah.. we… Tara and me..” The redhead looked at the blonde who nodded slightly.

“Giles, Tara and I want to have children. We want them to be really related to each other.

So even though they would have different mothers, we want them to have the same father. We want that to be you, Giles.”

The expression on his face was a mixture of surprise, consternation and pleasure as he voiced his concerns to the two women.

The three lovers curled up together as they discussed the idea. Finally after much talk and various pleadings liberally laced with gentle touches, passionate kisses and other persuasions, Giles very enthuastically agreed to the idea.

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“Girls.. as much as I hate to admit it, the two of you have worn me out. If you don’t let me get some sleep, I’ll be of no use to either of you.” Giles sounded weary as well as disappointed.

“Go to sleep, Rupert. We’ll be here.” Tara kissed him gently and curled up against his back.

“Yeah, get some rest. You may need it.” Willow chuckled as she kissed him goodnight and wiggled back into the curve of his body.

All three were asleep in moments.

Tara woke first the next morning and slipped quietly out of bed to go take a shower and start breakfast. She closed the door behind her as she left the room. A gentle smile crossed her face as she remembered the previous night and the other nights for the last few weeks.

Willow’s sleep-drugged ears heard Tara leave the room. The redhead stretched slightly and turned into the side of the warm sleeping man next to her.

A sly smile crossed her face as she nuzzled his neck and worked her way lower on his body. She felt the stirring against her body that let her know at least part of Giles was awake.

“Umm, Willow what are you doing, love?”

Willow looked up from her activities to smile at the sleepy Watcher.

“If you have to ask, you must still be asleep.”

With a quickness that belied his drowsy look, Giles reached down his body to capture Willow by the shoulders and pulled her swiftly back up and over him.

“After waking to that excellent ‘tongue-lashing’, I can assure you there is nothing about me that is asleep.”

He pulled her into the position they both preferred and sunk deep inside of her.

With a gasp of pleasure at the sudden intrusion into her body, Willow hooked a foot around his leg and rolled, pulling his greater weight with her until she was beneath him.

“Giles, you’re always so gentle and sweet… Not now, not this morning. I want you.. Hard, fast, deep.

Take me, Rupert, please.”

His so sweet and knowing Willow had turned suddenly demanding and almost feral with him, but the passion that spilled from her inflamed him as her teeth and tongue and lips and nails drove him almost to a frenzy.

A growling moan came from deep in his throat as he pounded hard into her damp, willing flesh. Her legs wrapped around his waist to pull him in even closer to her.

The lovers moved together in a hard rhythm and Willow felt something large and overpowering fill her like a cup about to overflow.

With a suddenness that left her shaking and gasping for breath, that flood crested, spilling over and carrying Willow along on the skin-tingling ride as she screamed from the pleasure.

Her muscles spasmed around Giles as the sound of her ecstasy echoed through the room and pulled him over the edge with her. His own body tightened and released, filler her with the hot wetness of his release.

Lying sated in each other’s arms, the lovers stirred slightly but made no move to pull apart.

“Rupert.. That was.. that was.. fantastic. Back in high school, I wondered.. you know? I had no idea that it could be like this. That you’d be like this.” Willow shifted her head so that she could look into his eyes.

“I wondered if you ever thought of me this way. You know I’ve loved you for a long time.”

She delivered her declaration to him in a matter-of-fact tone.

“I love you as well, Willow. I’d have been less than human not to wonder. All the nights we researched together.. Who could have guessed that such passion lurked inside such a quiet woman? Or that I’d one day taste that passion..”

He was interrupted by her kiss that inspired both of them once more.

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Giles and Willow ventured to the dining table, their hair still damp from the shower.

Tara looked up to smile as she walked to enclose both of them in a hug.

“Sounded like you two had a good morning. Hungry?”

“Tara… you don’t mind?” Willow asked the blonde, her tone tinged with concern.

“Not at all, Will. Didn’t you let me have him all to myself for a whole night? How could I begrudge you a morning alone?” Tara kissed Willow gently, then kissed Giles as well.

“Let’s eat so he can get his strength back.” She looked at them both with a sly smile.

The two women keep Giles well occupied and well fed all that weekend.

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Several weeks later, both women were quite ill every morning. They decided it was time to tell Giles.

The Watcher came over the next evening for dinner, not suspecting the direction that conversation would turn.

Once Willow and Tara told Giles that he was about you be a father…. twice, he was by turns amazed, delighted and worried.

The two witches reassured him repeatedly and then later in the evening had to reassure him again that other activities wouldn’t harm them either.

The evening was spent by celebrating in the same manner that had caused the situation.

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Eight months later, Giles took both women to the hospital one night.

They had both gone into labor the same evening. Fortunately the three of them had gotten a larger house together shortly after they had announced their pregnancy.

Exhausted but happy, Tara and Willow shared a room at the hospital.

Giles fluttered between the two beds and the mothers of his two children.

Willow had a beautiful little girl with a cap of hair as red as her own. Tara had had a sweet little boy with the same dark hair as his father.

“Hi guys!” Buffy called to her friends as she and Spike entered the room.

“Buffy!” Giles stood to hug her then clasped hands with the blonde vampire with his Slayer.

“Not bad for an ol’git, Rupert.” Spike teased the Watcher.

“I’d not cast too many stones, Spike. You’ll have your hands full soon enough.” Giles replied as he gazed at Buffy’s increased girth.

“Hey! Don’t give Buffy and Spike a hard time, Giles.” Willow chided as Tara laughed. “We couldn’t have our best friend and your Slayer not be able to be as happy as we are.. I’m just glad we found the spell that let them have a child too!”

“Remind me to reconsider that thanks in a couple of months, Red.” Spike told the witch he’d known for so long as Buffy playfully punched his arm.

“Is she still grumpy, Spike?” Tara asked as she smiled at Buffy.

“Yeah. But no worse than you two.” Buffy replied for her blonde husband.

Giles clapped the vampire on the shoulder and grinned.

“Not bad for an older ‘git.”

The Watcher had finally gotten the last word… for now.

Gillian Silverlight 11/23/2001