Title: To Pass the Time
Author: Andrea
Email: aegermaine@yahoo.com
Rating: PG..I think
Pairing: Willow/Giles
Disclaimer: Joss owns the characters.
Distribution: SB, Arwen, Emilie, Nickie, Fever of
Fate, Bite Me, Headquarters
Spoiler: Hush
Summary: Willow and Giles find a way to pass the time.
Special Thanks: Derek for betaing.(Kat's on
vacation!)
Feedback: YES!
Dedication: To Monique, Eileen, Laura, Dagney,Sharon,
Brenda, Gail, who have brightened up my inbox with all
your wonderful stories and have inspired me to
continue writing. Thank you!!


Special Note: See if you can catch the references to 2
episodes and to Monique's 'Defender's Inc.' story.
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"Giles, how long did the AAA guy say it would be
before they'd come?" Willow asked, fidgeting a little.

"Twenty to thirty minutes." He grumbled, pacing back
and forth beside the car. Shaking his head, he still
couldn't believe that the car was dead. Just like
that.

Dead as a doornail.

Damn Citroen.

He and Willow had been coming back from an out of the
way occult shop, where they'd been browsing and buying
some well-needed herbs and amulets.
Giles had finally relented to Willow's persistent
begging, and decided to assist in her developmental
studies in magic. So, today was the day he decided to
take her to this hidden and relatively unknown arcane
shop, only frequented by serious occultists, and get
her started on her next level of magics.

The day had gone smoothly. Willow, as usual, was
charming company, sharing stories and telling jokes.
He'd felt so comfortable, so relaxed in her presence
that the hours seemed to fly by, first with the
shopping then lunch.

As they were making their way back to the college, his
car began to make these funny noises. Like a moose
with his foot stuck in the mud. After a few miles, he
pulled to the side of the road and checked the engine.
At the time, nothing seemed amiss, so he'd slammed the
hood shut and started the engine back up again.

And nothing. Absolutely, bloody nothing.

The car had just died. He had done everything possible
to restart it but nothing worked. Willow finally
suggested that they'd call AAA to tow them to the
nearest gas station for repairs.

So, here they were.

He kicked the hubcap of his tire in frustration. He
hated waiting in general, but to wait for this...was a
waste of precious time.

"Giles?" Willow asked, walking over to him. Giles
turned around as she rested her hand gently on his
arm,causing a shudder to flow through him. Facing her,
he found himself staring into those beautiful emerald
eyes of hers. Eyes that held worry and tenderness all
at once.

Smiling to reassure her, he asked, "Yes,Willow?"

"Don't worry,Giles. Everything will be fine." She
beamed." I've had to wait for the AAA before and they
really mean it when they say it will take only twenty
minutes to get here. So, no worries."

Smiling tenderly, he said, "I know Willow." He brushed
some hair out of her face. "It's just the waiting is
killing me. I hate not being able to do anything."

"Well," She jumped onto the hood of the car, her skirt
riding up, giving Giles an eyeful of her creamy
thighs. "We can always play a game. You know, to pass
the time."

He leaned back next to her, his arms crossed. "A game?
What kind of game?"

"Anywhere but here." Willow answered, swinging her
legs, causing them to brush Giles' side each time.

He raised an eyebrow. "Anywhere but here. I've never
heard of that."

"Well, its a game Buffy, Xander and I used to play in
High School." She told him, leaning back on her hands.
"It's where you imagine yourself in a situation,
usually a fantasy of sort, that takes place anywhere
but where you are now." She explained, grinning at
him.


"Willow..." He turned to give her a look. "You can't
be serious."

She raised her own eyebrow. "Oh, why can't I?"

"Alright. ...I didn't mean it like that." He quickly
amended, "What I meant to say is there must be
something else we can do to occupy our time."

Willow sat in silence for a moment, pondering. Giles
looked over at her, idly wondering what was going on
in that beautiful head of hers. Grinning widely,
Willow said, "Well, we could play another game."

Feeling slightly uneasy at the twinkle in her eye, he
asked tentatively, "What other game?"

"I just made it up. It's called 'Whole truth, nothing
but the Truth' It's where we each ask the other a
bunch of questions and you have to answer truthfully.
I'll go first. Where did you get the name Ripper?"
Willow asked, turning expectantly toward him.

Giles' eyes widened considerably. Clearing his throat,
he sputtered. "What was the other game called?
Anywhere but there?"

Smiling, knowing she had him, Willow answered.
"Anywhere but here. I'll go first."

Closing her eyes, tilting her face to the sun, Willow
began her ABH. " I'm sitting in a piazza in Rome by
myself. All around me, it's very quiet. For no reason
at all. As I sit there reading 'The Aeneid',
fantasizing about Aeneas and his adventures, a sudden
tingle courses down my spine. It feels like someone is
behind me, as if watching me.
I can hear his footsteps coming closer and closer. I
turn my head and stare into the most gorgeous green
eyes I've ever seen. He.." She continued, a wistful
smile on her face.

Giles was enraptured. Her words drifted over him like
a warm wave, drawing him to her. She looked so
beautiful, a goddess in the sun. Fiery red hair, with
the sunlight glinting off at just the right moment,
creating a halo around her head.
She was leaning on her hands, her back in a perfect
arch. Her long,slender legs were crossed, causing her
skirt to ride up, giving him a glorious view of her
creamy skin.

Lost in the thought of her, he barely registered that
she had stopped talking. "Giles?" Willow asked,
staring at him expectantly, a soft smile on her face.
She noticed him looking at her with this dreamy look
on his face. A look that sent shivers down her spine
and to her stomach, warming her up.

"Giles?" she asked, softer this time.

"Hmmm?" He answered, blinking his eyes a few times.
"Oh..lovely tale, Willow. That was certainly as far
from here as you could get." he told her, hoping she
hadn't noticed his absentmindedness.

Blushing slightly, Willow replied. "Thanks. Now, it's
your turn, Giles." He gave her a look of annoyance
that she caught. "No,no Giles. Don't give me that
look."

"What look?" he asked innocently.

Exasperated, Willow answered. "The 'I don't want to do
this' look." She shook her finger at him. "No way,
Giles. You're playing." She shifted on the trunk,
preparing herself for his tale. "Okay. ABH me."

Sighing, Giles began:
"I'm in a beautiful garden. A secret garden that
only a few know about. Everywhere I turn, there are
bushels and bushels of lush flowers growing about.
Rich and vibrant colors were all to be seen. Red and
violet, yellow and orange, I like to call it 'The Fire
Garden'.
Walking through, I hear a soft, lilting voice
singing. As I approach, the song becomes familiar to
me, my body starts to heat up at the recognition. As I
round the ivy wall, I see a vision before me. The song
she is singing, suddenly seems fitting, for it's
describing what I'm feeling at the moment.

As I step closer, the notes of 'I Only Have Eyes for
You' wafts through the air, washing over me in a
gentle, loving wave.

She's lovely.

She's sitting there while a butterfly flutters around
her, entranced as much in her presence as I am.Slowly,
she turns and I catch my breath. Her eyes are of the
deepest green, emeralds in the sun.

But, it is her smile that sets my heart aflame. Open
and friendly, sweet yet sexy, her smile is the most
brightest thing I've ever seen in my life. So
welcoming, so comforting. Her smile drags me by its
own will towards her. And I can't help but surrender.

Raising her hand, she gestures for me to sit beside
her. And I do, careful not to sit on her dress, one of
my favorites as well as hers."

"What kind of dress?" Willow interrupted, her eyes
closed, lost in his ABH.

Smiling fondly, Giles answered. "A red velvet. Not
apple red but a more fiery orange red."

"Sounds pretty." Willow whispered, picturing herself
in that dress.

"It gets better." Giles admitted. "The best part of
the dress is the design....I like to call it the 'Sun'
Dress."

"Sun dress?" She asked, her voice surprisingly
shuddering.

"Yes. A beautiful, gold sun is embroidered on the
bodice of the dress. Rays of light are shooting out of
the front, down to her stomach, to her arms." Giles
explained, watching her the whole time.

"It sounds beautiful." Willow whispered.

Giles nodded his agreement. "The dress reminds me of
her. It always does. She radiates the same way the sun
does on that dress. Bright and vibrant...so full of
energy."

His voice dropped to a whisper. "I love that dress."

Slowly, so slowly, Willow opened her eyes to find him
staring at her. Her green gems locked onto his, the
heat between them intensifying to an inferno.

Leaning in, she whispered, just as softly. "I have a
dress like that."

He nodded, and moved even closer to her, his body
touching her knees. Smiling seductively, he answered
her.

"I know."

The End...