Armageddon Saga"WHAT?" Giles jumped to his feet.
Chapter Eight: Gypsies, Watchers and Halos
By the Lady Sirona ladysirona@LadySirona.com
"Jenny Calendar is in my services." Tirla's started to explain "I resurrected her before
the autopsy. I needed her skills and knowledge. She shouldn't have died. She wouldn't
have died if her ancestors had done what they were supposed to..""Where is she?" Giles interrupted her. Giles voice was intense hiding the frantic
emotions within his soul..."In the computer lab in the basement, last room on the left." Giles turned to go "Giles."
She called his attention back to her. "Be gentle. She is still in a halo from the broken
neck Angelus gave her." Giles said nothing as he turned and bolted out the door.As he ran he couldn't believe his luck. Jenny was here! He had thought she lost her
forever. Now She was here! His mind skirted the facts of her true nature. Dining had
never been a passion for him, and to have her near he would willingly pass up eating
meals with her...He opened the computer room lab door. He saw a dark haired woman at the computer, a
massive metal contraption on her frail shoulders. A band of metal encircled her head and
drove spikes into her skull. Metal came off breast and back plates. The over all affect
was her head was immobile and entirely supported. She was focused on her computer
screen, and he silently walked in behind her just taking in the fact of her existence.He stared. She looked no different, no horrible changes were noticed other than her
metal halo. She had her hair short. She was so beautiful, even just the back of her... it
hurt."Jenny?" Jenna heard Giles voice behind her. She twirled the chair around, being
unable to turn her head, to see him dropping to his knees at her feet. He placed his head
in her lap as he hugged her hips. His whole body shook and she realized he was crying."Shhhhh, Rupert" She stroked his hair, and the side of his face as she felt the tears on his
cheeks. She continued to hold him as he cried, and he held onto her for dear life."Oh God Jenny, I thought I lost you forever!" He snuggled into her lap. She was in his
arms and he wasn't letting go! He could smell her womanly scent, and it made her so
much more real to him. She stroked his face and hair as he cried.Finally his sobbing slowed, and the shaking stilled. She knew she had to do it. She hated
the fact she had to do it. She hooked a finger under his chin and brought his face up to
look into his eyes. "I'm not the same Rupert" She started to tell him, terrified of the
disgust she knew would follow."A Ghoul. Tirla told me. I don't care!" He snuggled down into her lap again. "Buffy the
Vampire Slayer has Angel the Vampire... why can't Giles the Watcher have Jenny the
Ghoul?" He hugged her hard. "I just fucking don't care!" He snuggled in harder as she
smiled at his uncharacteristic passion."Come Rupert. Let's go somewhere more... private." He backed off and watched as she
stood pushing off from the arms of the chair. Giles stood up next to her. He touched the
halo with questions in his eyes. They started to walk and Giles followed wherever she
wanted to lead."Angelus broke my neck when he killed me." She saw him nod, and she continued, "This
keeps my neck supported while it heals." He reached out and hugged her brace and all.
The continued their walk."I love you Jenny." Giles blurted out. He saw the surprise in her eyes. What happened
to the reserved British Watcher? "Jenny, when I came home and found you..." he drifted
off when he saw the confusion in her eyes and face. “You don’t know?""The last thing I remember was Angelus playing cat and mouse with me at the school. I
had found and translation the ritual of to return his soul. He destroyed it and then chased
me. When he surprised me on the stairs, it all went black. I woke in Tirla's ritual room."Giles looked up and realized they had arrived at the Slayerettes suite. He realized she
had known he was there at the castle all along, and knew were he was staying in the
castle. She had no plan to contact him. He thanked Tirla in his mind.He led her into his bedroom. Jenny went over and sat on the side of the bed. Giles felt
uncomfortable, he really didn't want to talk now... but she needed to.She watched as Giles paced back and forth. "Angelus played a joke on me with your
body, the sadistic bastard..." Giles turned to her. The pain in his eyes was more than she
could stand."I came home to all the signs of a romantic evening. Rose on the door, notes leading me
around. Candle light. I followed the trail expecting to find you in my bed, wanting to..."
He drifted off immersed in his pain as the tears flowed down his face. "Instead, found
your corpse."Jenny watched in pain as she saw the hope build and die in his eyes as he told the tale.
How much it must have hurt him! "Come here Rupert,” She said softly. Again he
dropped to his knees and put his head in her lap. She held him and stroked him as he cried
out his sorrow and loss. When his agony seemed to be slowing, she tapped him on the top
of the head."Kiss me England,” She commanded softly. He rose to his feet, and very carefully tipped
his head and kissed her between the metal rods of the halo. Her mouth hungrily sought
his."Make love to me. Make love to me as if I was alive when you got upstairs!" She
opened her arms to him and started to pull at his clothing."Oh God Jenny" He sank into her embrace
"Guess Giles made a new friend." Xander quipped as Willow and Buffy started to walk
Angel, Buffy, Willow and Xander sat in the main room of the suite. They had come here
to talk. Xander spent most of his time glaring his hatred at Angel. Conversation was
distracted intermittently from soft sounds coming from Giles room. Although not loud their
source and cause were unmistakable.
to Buffy's room for a little one on one girl talk. He glanced at Angel. Damn it, which left
him with dead boy."I guess he met someone he knows." Angel said quietly. He knew Jenny was at Tirla's
castle, and she was a ghoul because he had killed her.Xander looked at Angel. He tried to tell himself what the others told him... it wasn't
Angel who killed Jenny and did all the terrible things, but it was just so hard. But there
was something he needed to know, and if that meant accepting Angel to get the
information, Xander was going to do it."Angel, I need to ask you a question." Xander saw the curiosity in the vampires’ eyes.
Xander's tone was not his usual hateful one, "Answer this, and I will forgive you anything
and everything Angelus ever did to me personally."Angel looked at Xander. "Must be really important to you.” Angel knew as well as this
being really important to him, it would probably be harder than hell for him to answer."Yes. Yes it is." Xander took in a deep breath. He knew how much Angel hated talking
about his vampiric state. This was going to be harder than hell. "Back in Sunnydale,
when you fed off Willow... Just what the hell did you do to her?" Xander exploded. To
watch his Willow having that sort of a response, erotic and sensual, in Angel's arms had
driven Xander crazy. He wanted her to respond to him that way! Shocked, he stopped,
realizing he was jealous."I gave her a dream, a fantasy if you will, of her most desired wish.” Angel said softly as
he avoided Xander's pained eyes. "In this fantasy, it was an emotional high give strength
to the limited amount of blood I took from her. In it she was loved and held by the one
person that she loves more than life itself. That person woke up and pulled his head out is
ass, realized what a wonderful person she was and loved her back...” Angel drifted off
looking at the shocked and slowly dawning expression on Xander's face. "I think you
know what I am talking about. You know what Xander? It took me 243 years to find
someone who loved me like that. You don't have that kind of time. Don't blow it, and
you very well may know what I mean, providing you can pull your head out of your ass."Angel walked out of the room. Being that close to Xander knowing how much he hurt
Willow and lusted for so long after Buffy, made it too rough. It was not good having him
to close, because he wanted to kill him. Angel walked out.Xander sat there stunned. Me? Willow loves me that way? She wants me that way?*
He started to think of Willow in a whole new light.Buffy sat on her and Angel's bed and turned to Willow. She was ecstatic. "Oh Willow!
Angel and I are together and we are going to make it work!" Willow knew better than to
disturb Buffy on a roll and let the Slayer chatter. "I lost him once. I won't live forever. I
NEED him! I will have him in my life till I die.""What about kids?" Willow asked her friend.
"Now how the hell am I going to raise kids!? I could just see it. 'Sorry Mommy can't
read you a story right now I need to go kill something.' Oh that would look good to child
welfare! How about 'Sorry Daddy can't take you out to the park, the sun is up'. Yeah
right." Willow knew better than to interrupt Buffy.. Buffy continued. "I can't have kids,
and let them become the target for every vampire, demon and bogeyman to circle the
Hellmouth! No, even if I wasn't with Angel, I don't see kids in my future. I looked, there
is rare record of any Slayer living long enough to have kids. So I guess I will just have to
live vicariously through you and play with yours!" Buffy smiled at Willow.'MINE?" Willow chirped, her throat closing in on her. "I don't even have a boyfriend!"
"Oh yes you do." Buffy laughed. "He just doesn't know it yet." Willow hurumphed and
then sighed as Buffy went on. "Angel and I will live together when we return. I mean I
can't very well marry him!" Buffy frowned at the thought of trying to marry Angel in a
church. Buffy sighed. "And with kids being out of the picture, Angel being sterile is a
good thing." Willow looked at Buffy wondering how much her decision not to have
children was influenced by Angel's sterility.Mistaking Willows concerned look for surprise, Buffy continued. "Angel is a vampire...
they don't 'secrete'. That means they don't sweat, don't breath, don't produce sperm,"
Buffy's voice cracked with the last statement and she dropped onto the bed."Then how did your Mom get pregnant from a vampire?" Willow asked. She felt the
conversation was sinking into a painful area for Buffy, and didn't know how to stop it."Well, they have the same sperm they had on the night they died. When it is used up it
gone, they don't make anymore.” Buffy’s voice became soft and low. "Do the math. I
did. Angel is over 242 years old. He had Darla make Drusilla as long term involved
partners. What do you think is left of that 242 year old sperm for me?""Wow, cold." Willow looked at Buffy with sorrow in her eyes.
"Yeah I had to look at it hard. He loves me now. But hell, Darla had made him 240 plus
years ago and he was with her over a hundred years. He made Drusilla and they were
together I don't know how long." Buffy let out a slow low sad sigh. "So simple math. The
well is dry for me. No problem.” Her voice broke on that, and she hid her face in the
pillow as she cried."Oh Willow I didn't even know I wanted kids, but now I know Angel can't give them to
me, and I can't keep them if he did." Buffy sighed. "I wish I could have Angel's baby,
even if I had to give it up for adoption." She sobbed.Willow was at a loss at how to ease her pain. She just stroked Buffy shoulder as the
Slayer cried in sorrow over her loss.
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