If Destiny Wills (8a/?)

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Here's the next part for everyone that wants it. As the 'a' implies
there is a part 'b' that will follow in a few minutes. Be patient, sit
back relax and read. Hopefully it will be worth your time.

Later
Alex 
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Title: If Destiny Wills (8a/?)
Author: Alex P.
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Archive: Whatever or whoever Just tell me
 Summary: Sequel to A Higher Power
Spoilers: Starts where Next Illogical Step leaves off. Still in college 
Still near future. 
Disclaimer: The characters of Buffy Willow Giles and any others from 
BTVS are the property of Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy etc. No
infringement of any kind intended. 
Warning: Contains scenes of a loving relationship between two consenting
women. If you have a problem with that (why are you here?) or it is
illegal where you live (I sugest you move quickly) then PLEASE DELETE
THIS NOW !!!!!
Rating: PG
Pairing: B/W
Notes: This wouldn't be here if not for my beta Ralf, thanks bunches.
Also a big thanks to all of you that contiue to send feedback, it keeps
the motor running. ~A~
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Title: If Destiny Wills (8a/?) 
Author: Alex P. 
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Giles was already deep into his research of the Book of Souls, still
trying to find some kind of clue that might help him to come up with a
translation for that elusive section that as yet had defied his attempts
at translating its mysteries into something he or Willow could
understand. 
A smile cross his face when he thought of the young highly talented
witch. 

<>At least Willow was able to break the symbol codes.<> he admonished
himself. <>That's a hell of a lot more than you could old boy. If it
wasn't for her you'd still be wallowing around in some dusty library
lost. I just wish I could figure out how to translate ancient High
Gaelic.<> 

Giles felt this way every time he thought about the petite red head and
her incredible talents, both in research and in the mystic arts and her
recent advances. 

<>Pretty soon neither of them will need you at all.<> Giles speculated.
<>Then what will you do with yourself? Really Rupert, you are such an
idiot at times. Neither of them will ever let you leave. So what the
hell are you worried about?<> 

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard his two wayward charges
calling his name. 

"Hey Giles, where are you?" Buffy called out as both girls collapsed
onto his couch. "Come on out here. We gotta talk." 

"What is it Buffy?" he asked entering the room from his study. He looked
at the two obviously exhausted girls. "Good lord you two look positively
awful. Was last nights patrol that bad?" 

"Gee thanks. I hope your better at talkin' to mom than you are to us."
Buffy scolded him. "You never tell a woman she looks awful, even if she
does." 

"Ah..yes..well..ah Sorry about that." Giles stammered, more than a
little embarrassed at his tactless remark and the mention of Joyce
Summers,even by her daughter. "I suppose I could have phrased that
better, but that still doesn't answer my question. Was last nights
patrol that bad?" 

"That's just the point Giles." Willow spoke out before Buffy could start
to babble again. "We haven't had any significant contact since we were
ambushed last week and well, Giles, quite frankly the pressure is
starting to get to both of us." 

For the first time Giles took a really close look at both girls. Both of
them were looking pale and drawn, and Buffy was beginning to develop
dark circles under her eyes. He also noticed that both girls were
getting a little jittery. 

"Come on Giles, we're not askin' for that much." Buffy said putting on
her best little girl pouty face (she knew he could never say no to that
face.) "All we want is one night off before the wedding and that's only
a few days away." 

"Just one night to go out and act like two normal people in love."
Willow added. "All we want is a date, you know, dinner, maybe a movie,
maybe a little dancing. A little quiet, quality time to spend with my
bestest girl." 

"Yeah, pleeeeese?" they said in unison putting their heads together,
making even the normally reserved Englishman chuckle at their antics. 

Giles removed his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose. He knew he
had lost already and so did the girls. He was just stalling long enough
to salvage some small shred of his dignity before he surrendered.
Finally he replaced his glasses and let out a deep sigh of resignation. 

"All right ladies, I suppose you have more than earned some time to
yourselves." Giles said, officially surrendering. "If you promise to
spend the remainder of the day resting, then I see no reason you can not
have a girls night out so to speak." 

"We promise." Buffy said putting her hand over her heart. 

"Swear it, honest." Willow joined in. 

The girls jumped and hugged the stoic Englishman, who sputtered and
cleared his throat, blushing bright red embarrassed by their open
display of affection. Both girls left soon after the hugs, chatting
endlessly about their plans for their night out. 

Giles smiled, slightly pleased with himself feeling he'd made the right
decision. He heard the door slam shut and returned to his research. 

Buffy and Willow were making the best of their night off. Deciding to go
casual, Buffy wore a silk blouse tucked into her best designer jeans and
a pair of shiny black 'cowboy' boots. Willow wore white pants with a
black vest over a blue denim shirt and a pair of comfortable mules. As
planed they stepped out their front door around 7:30 pm and linking arms
the two lovers strolled down the sidewalk for their much anticipated
date. 

Their first destination was their favorite restaurant for a leisurely
candle light dinner. From there they went to see a movie that Willow had
wanted to see, but they spent so much time kissing and groping each
other in the dark theater that they missed most of the movie. So Buffy
promised to rent it when it came out on video. 

They left the movie and walked the streets of downtown Sunnydale hand in
hand enjoying the night air and the pleasant company. 

"I wish we could be like this forever." Willow said with a wistful sigh. 

"Yeah." Buffy agreed. "No vamps, no demons, no Slayer, no destiny, just
you and me together. Yeah, I'd really like that." 

Willow let go of Buffy's hand and slipped her arm around the blonde
girls waist and lay her head on the Slayers shoulder. 

"This is nice." Willow whispered happily. 

"Uh huh." Buffy answered kissing her lovers head. 

"Do we have to go home yet?" Willow inquired. "I really don't want
tonight to end yet." 

"Me either." Buffy said stopping. "But where should we go?" 

"Some place fun." Willow said stepping back and seeing the mischievous
smile on her lovers beautiful lips. 

"Some place with decent music." Buffy said to give her little witch
another hint as to what she had in mind. "Where we can dance." 

"Somewhere some of our friends might be." Willow laughed her eyes
lighting up at the prospect of returning to their old haunt. 

"The Bronze!" They both said at the same time. 

Buffy took Willows hand and began pulling her anxiously toward their
destination. They were both eager to see their favorite old hang out.
Neither one of them had been there since they'd become a couple. In
fact, this would be the first they'd been anywhere that they had hung
out at before their coming out. 

"Hurry up pokey." Buffy called out playfully as she tugged at Willows
sleeve. 

Willow laughed and allowed her soulmate to drag her through the streets
of Sunnydale until they came to the old warehouse that had been
converted into the most popular dance club in the area. As they
approached they could feel the vibrations of the heavy bass emanating
from the club. 

"Come on Buffy slow down please." Willow pleaded breathlessly. "Let me
catch my breath. What's the big hurry?" 

Buffy stopped and pulled the red head to her, pressing her body tightly
against her lovers. Buffy gazed longingly into the dark green eyes of
her universe. 

"I can't wait to get you on that dance floor." Buffy growled and ground
her pelvis into Willows. "Those kids haven't seen hot 'til I get you out
there." 

Willow looked into Buffy's heavy lidded lust filled eyes and gulped. Her
heart was pounding hard against her chest. 

"We could go home now." Willow whispered huskily. 

"Oh no you don't." Buffy stated firmly. "Dance first, home later." 

She turned and pulled Willow to the front door of the Bronze. The door
man recognised them and let them in immediately. 

As they entered the crowded club, Buffy surveyed the room, and spotted
Xander sitting with Cordelia holding hands across a table and gazing
into each others eyes. With Willow in tow Buffy pushed her way through
the crowd to their friends table. 

"Hey guys!" Buffy yelled to be heard above the music and smiling when
the couple jumped in surprise. "What cha doin'?" 

She had on her innocent 'who me' face as they sat down at the couples
table. When the waitress arrived Buffy and Willow ordered cokes then
Buffy grabbed Willows hand. 

"Lets dance, babe." Buffy shouted and pulled Willow onto the dance
floor. 

She pulled her red haired lover close, the two girls looked into each
others eyes, and began moving to the heavy throbbing beat of the music.
It was as if everyone else ceased to exist and the stars and planets
revolved around only them. 

The lovers only stopped dancing long enough to get a drink of their
sodas then got right back on the dance floor. Willow hadn't danced this
much in her entire life, nor had she ever wanted to until there was
Buffy. 

Finally after a particularly long slow dance the two lovers came out of
their trance enough to notice they were the center of attention, even
the employees were watching them. 

It was then they realized how heavy and rapid their breathing had
become. They made their way back to the table where Xander was starring
at them slack jawed and Cordelia suggested they 'get a room'. 

"Lets go home." Willow whispered huskily into Buffy's ear, then bit it
lightly to get her point across. 

Buffy nodded. The girls finished off their drinks, said their good-byes,
and headed for the nearest exit. Laughing and enjoying the cool night
air after the steamy stuffy atmosphere of the club they held hands and
headed out in the direction of their home. 

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TBC in 8b 
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