Title: The Favor
Disclaimer: They belong to Joss, Mutant Enemy and the WB.
Rating: PG B/G
Spoilers: Maybe some small ones through season 4.
Summary: Buffy needs a favor, maybe Giles could help.
Distribution: Solo, Jessica, Sai, Cassandra, Sal, WYWM, The LIST and After Image. Anyone else, please ask.
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Dedication: For Holly, who let me steal her idea and run with it. Love ya, Sis. Hope you like it.
Spring in Sunnydale, Buffy looked around at all the families in
the Park. Three weeks ago she'd graduated from UC Sunnydale, why was she so
depressed? Then she saw her. A young woman who held a baby. A baby. Something
that Buffy knew she would never have. A home, a husband, a family of her own.
She watched them wistfully. It was the first time that she'd acknowledged
that those were things that she'd wanted. She hadn't let herself think that
far ahead, she'd concentrated on living long enough to graduate and since she
had, she'd wondered what was next. She'd lived long enough to graduate and
she had to face what she couldn't have; a family of her own.
It had been two weeks since Buffy had fallen into a funk and even Spike could tell that something was bothering her. "Still haven't found a job, eh?"
Buffy blinked at him. "Huh?" She said distractedly.
"A job. Isn't that why you're so down?" Spike asked. "It must be hard to find a job that you're qualified for. I mean, Slayers ..."
"Actually, I did get a job." Buffy told him smugly. "Martial Arts Studio. Actually, it's more than that. It's for troubled kids and since I majored in Psychology ..." She grinned. "The owner thought I was too young and small, but I convinced him."
Spike bit back a grin of his own. "And how'd you manage to do that?"
"I kicked his ass." Buffy smoothed her jeans. "Apparently, until then, he'd been undefeated." Her grin faded. "Did you have any kids, Spike? You know, before you were turned."
Spike looked at her surprised. Where had that come from? "None that I knew of. Why?"
"Do you wish you had?" Buffy asked next.
"Not particularly." Spike told her. "Look, Slayer ..." His words were cut
off by the sudden onslaught of vampires.
The next evening, they had all met at Giles for general research, which was basically just an excuse for them to all be together. Once Buffy arrived, though, she and Giles were to train.
"Have any of you noticed that Buffy seems a bit ... down?" Willow asked.
"She has been a bit listless, I assumed that it had to do with having difficulty finding a job." Giles commented. "It hasn't ..."
"Slayer told me last night that she'd found a job." Spike commented. They looked at him surprised. "Hope I didn't ruin her surprise." He said falsely.
"You know what's really scary?" Xander asked. "*I* prefer Angel."
"She is off, though." Spike said. "Asking me about children. "
"Why?" Giles asked.
"I dunno." Spike answered. "Goin' on about if I had them, if I regretted not having them. Some bloody nonsense."
"Maybe she's pregnant." Anya said.
Giles' eyes widened in horror and he looked at Willow, but her eyes were wide as well. Xander had shock all over his face.
Spike just laughed. "Wouldn't that be ...?" His words were cut off as the door opened and Buffy walked in.
Buffy looked at them warily. "What?"
"Wh ... Uh ... Nothing. You're late." Giles said as his eyes slid to her stomach and then skittered away.
Buffy looked at her watch as she closed the door. "Not that late. Just a few minutes. Actually, for me, I'm early. What's going on?"
"Nothing." Giles said again. "Are you ready to train?"
Buffy dropped her bag to the floor. "I guess." She kept looking at them, though. "Did I miss something?"
"You tell us." Anya said. Xander nudged her.
"How about the staves, Buffy?" Giles asked. "I can't remember the last time we practiced with them."
"All right." Buffy answered as she continued to eye them.
The others had retreated to the living area to watch Buffy and Giles train. They had cleared the area of the entryway and moved Giles desk, so that there was room to move about.
Once they began training, however, it became clear that Buffy's mind was elsewhere. When Giles managed to get a hit to Buffy's abdomen, everyone gasped, including Spike.
Buffy gave a short laugh. "That'll teach me to pay more attention."
Giles dropped his staff and helped Buffy to her feet. "A-are you all right?" He asked worriedly.
Buffy looked at him oddly. "Sure, why wouldn't I be?" She looked around the room and the others were all looking at her with varying degrees of worry. "What the hell is going on? What have I done now?"
"There's a question." Spike commented.
Buffy looked at Giles with questions in her eyes. "Giles?"
"It's ... Are you sure you're all right?" Giles asked instead.
Buffy just looked at him. "Other than not having a clue as to why you're all acting so weird? I'm fine." Giles' eyes searched her eyes. "Okay, I'm a bit distracted, I admit it, but I'm fine."
"What has you so distracted?" Giles asked gently. "Is there anything we can do to help?"
"Is that what's going on?" Buffy asked confused. "You guys are worried about me? 'Cause, it's not effecting the slaying. I just have a lot on my mind."
"We're not worried about the slaying, we're worried about you." Giles pointed out. "Spike told us that you got a job, are you worried ...?"
Buffy glared at Spike. "I wanted to surprise them, you big jerk." Spike shrugged, unrepentant. Buffy looked back at Giles. "I'm not worried about the job, a little nervous, maybe, but I'm looking forward to it."
"Then, what is it, Buffy?" Giles asked. "We want to help you."
"You can't." Buffy told him. "Help that is. It's just something I have to deal with." She sighed. "I haven't let myself think about it for so long, and then - Bam! It hit me smack in the face." She looked at Giles sadly. "I want a family of my own and I'm never going to have one. So, unless you can help me with that ..." Buffy let the sentence hang.
"I don't think I'm following." Giles said. "Help you, how?"
"I want a baby." Buffy's disclosure sat there like a lead weight.
"So, you're not already pregnant?" Anya asked bluntly, ending the silence.
"What?" Buffy asked. "No, why would you think ...?" She shook her head as if to clear it. "I haven't even had a date in six months." She gave Spike a glare. "Say anything and I stake you." Spike's mouth closed with a snap. "I didn't let myself think this far ahead, you know? I guess a part of me never expected to make it to this point. But now I have and I can't help thinking ..."
"What every girl thinks about." Giles finished softly. "Happily ever after."
"I told myself that I didn't want that." Buffy went on quietly. "Fairy tales are for children, but ... I've seen so much death. Hell, I've been dead. I want life. I want to feel it inside of me, moving and growing." Her words were a mere whisper. "I want to hold it in my arms and know that I did more with my life than ..."
"There's no reason that you can't have that." Giles told her.
Buffy smiled sadly. "Yeah, maybe, if I could ever find a guy that would hang around long enough." She ran a hand through her hair. "I'm gonna go ahead and patrol." She grabbed her bag on her way out the door.
"Oh my." Giles said sadly.
"Giles?" Willow said softly and waited for him to look at her. "There isn't
anything we can do, is there?" His sad look was answer enough. "Poor Buffy."
Giles found her an hour later in the Park. He watched her swing listlessly for a minute before he joined her. He set down his own weapons bag and settled himself into the swing next to hers. He didn't feel comfortable breaking the silence, so he just sat there in hopes of keeping her from feeling quite so alone.
"You know, I knew you'd follow me." Buffy said quietly as she kept her eyes focused on something in front of her. "How old do Slayers live, Giles? If they're really, really lucky?"
"W-well, ..." Giles sighed. "I believe the oldest known Slayer was thirty when she died."
"Thirty." Buffy echoed softly. "Did you want children, Giles? Of your own, I mean."
"Oh, that's a rather difficult question." Giles told her. "When I was your age, no, I didn't. Later, ... Sometimes. I suppose that everyone does at some point in their life."
"Do you wish you'd had kids?" Buffy asked. "Right now, at this moment?"
"I don't know." Giles answered as honestly as he could.
"What's it like to have a choice?" Buffy asked next.
Giles gave a little laugh at the question. "I wouldn't know. It's not as if I've had women asking to have my children, now is it? Besides, it's a bit late for me to be starting, don't you think?"
"Why?" Buffy asked. "Despite what I've said to you over the years, you're not that old. You have a lot of years left." She looked at him and smiled a genuine smile. "You'd be a great Dad."
Giles returned her smile. "Thank you, but there still aren't any women offering to have my baby."
Buffy grew very quiet for a while as she thought. They settled into silence once again.
"Giles," Buffy said a few minutes later. "What if I offered?"
Giles looked at her confused. "Beg pardon? Offered what?"
Buffy met his eyes seriously. "To have your baby."
Giles nearly fell off the swing. "Wh-what?" He couldn't have heard her correctly.
"Think about it." Buffy told him.
Giles was thinking about it and his expression was an mask of absolute disbelief. "Are you out of your bloody mind? You can't go around offering to have somebody's baby."
"Not just somebody. You. Your baby." Buffy clarified. "Don't you see, Giles, it's perfect."
"And just how did you manage to come to that conclusion?" Giles asked, still shocked. "It's ridiculous."
"Not if you want a baby, too." Buffy said. "We both get what we want. I trust you more than anyone else, I know that when my time ... is up, I know that *you* would always be there."
Giles stood and walked away, only to turn and face her again. "Buffy," He said gently. "This is just a reaction. Do you realize what you're saying?"
Buffy stood and moved to stand in front of him. "Yeah, I do. Think about
it." Buffy walked away, leaving a stunned Giles.
Giles opened his door, uncertain of what to expect from Buffy after her request from the night before. He wondered if she'd gotten any sleep, he certainly hadn't. "Good morning." He said as she walked past him.
Buffy smiled at him. "Morning." Giles closed the door. "Did you think about what I said?" She asked.
"Couldn't think of anything else." Giles said wearily. "Buffy, do you truly understand what you're asking? To bring a child into this world ..."
"Is a miracle." Buffy finished for him. "Believe me, Giles, I've thought about it. It's all I've thought about for days. Last night was the first time I believed it was possible. The only question is what you think. Tell me the truth, do you want a baby?"
"I ..." Giles exhaled harshly. "Yes, God help me. I just don't know if this is the way to go about it."
"Giles, it's right." Buffy told him. "I can feel it. You and I, we can do anything together. Including, parenthood."
Giles raised a brow, but didn't comment on that. "Have you thought about what the others would say? Your Mother?"
"The Guys'll freak, then deal." Buffy answered. "Mom, ..." She sighed. "She'll yell, then scream and, eventually, she'll calm down enough to understand."
"Are you certain of that?" Giles asked skeptically.
"Yeah, I am." Buffy told him confidently. "She finally came to terms with the slaying, she'll come to terms with this. But, even if she doesn't, it won't change my mind. The only person who could change my mind, is you."
Giles nodded. "Well, let's leave it for now, give us a few days to think about this, before we move any farther. All right?"
"All right." Buffy said with a nod. "Just ... Don't do this for me. It has to be for you. You have to believe that it's the right thing for you." She looked at her watch. "I gotta go, or I'l be late for work."
"It's Saturday." Giles pointed out.
"I know." Buffy smiled. "But, I can't wait."
"Good luck." He said softly just before she closed the door behind herself.
It had been a week since then and Buffy and Giles sat on his couch, on the coffee table in front of them were pamphlets and flyers. Giles indicated the papers. "What's all this?"
"These are all the Clinics within an hour of Sunnydale." Buffy told him. She handed him a pamphlet. "I like this one." She handed it to him.
"Isn't there an Obstetrician in Sunnydale?" Giles asked as he looked the pamphlet over. "In-vitro ...?" He looked at her. "Buffy, what is this?"
"I told you." Buffy said. "Clinics. I guess I'd just assumed that you knew about in-vitro. It's a procedure ..."
"I know what the procedure is, Buffy." Giles said. "What does it have to do with us?"
"How else am I going to get pregnant?" Buffy asked.
"Buffy, making a baby is the most natural *procedure* known to man and you want to go to a clinic?" Giles said more than asked.
"You don't?" Buffy asked, surprised. "The only other way is to have ..."
"Sex." Giles finished for her. "Is there something you're not telling me? Is this the only way for you to conceive?"
"Well, no." Buffy said hesitantly. "Are you saying ...? You ... You wanna have ... Sex?" Buffy asked. Her voice squeaked on the last word and her eyes were skittish.
"Buffy," Giles said gently. "I do not wish to create a child in a lab." He tilted her chin up, so that she met his eyes. "Does that change your mind?"
Buffy looked into his gentle green eyes and knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that she'd made the right decision. "I haven't changed my mind. I ... I just thought that you saw me as a-a daughter."
Giles laughed. "Buffy, you and I both know that Travers is an ass. Loving you like a daughter, I could never send you out night after night." He smiled at her. "I do love you, more than anyone, really, but to label it, to attempt to put a name to it, is impossible."
Buffy leaned against his shoulder. "I know, I've tried. I don't think I could have survived without it."
"It won't change, Buffy." Giles assured her. "A lot will, but never that."
"I know." Buffy said softly. "So, um, how do we do this?" She felt his body shake with laughter.
"Perhaps we should start with dinner and a movie." Giles suggested with a smile. "No reason we can't have fun while we're at it."
Buffy giggled. "You think we can?"
Giles looked down at her, then tilted her face up. "Why don't we find out?" He leaned down slowly as Buffy lifted her face to his. His large, warm palm cradled her cheek, just as their lips touched. He nibbled gently at her lips before he coaxed her lips to part. He felt her start, before she began to respond.
After a couple of minutes of that pleasant activity, Giles pulled back. They were both breathing a little heavily. "I do believe we can have quite a bit of fun."
Buffy grinned up at him impishly. "Does that mean that a police car won't be necessary?"
Giles hugged her to him as he laughed. "Does that mean that the handcuffs are out?"
"Giles!" Buffy said with a laugh.
Dinner was at a nice restaurant and they talked happily about Buffy's new job. "There's this one little boy, Tony, he's such a rascal. He's ten years old and already an accomplished flirt."
"And, obviously, your favorite." Giles said with a grin. "You seem to really like it. You're also, quite the natural."
"Well, I was a troubled kid, remember." Buffy reminded him. "Some of them seem so lost, though. They're so young."
"Yes, well, age is rather irrelevant when it comes to being lost." Giles responded seriously. "I was in my twenties, you were seventeen."
"But what if I can't get through to them?" Buffy asked.
"You will." Giles said with absolute certainty. "You got through to Jonathan. Chantal, Lily, whatever her name was."
"Anne. Last time I saw her, anyway." Buffy told him. "I never could help Faith."
"Buffy, Faith, she didn't want help." Giles told her firmly. "Not then. She hadn't reached ... Rock bottom, I guess you'd call it." Buffy looked down. "Anyway, tell me more about this flirt. Should I fear being replaced?"
Buffy smiled. "If he was twenty years older, you might." She tilted her head to the side, unconsciously flirtatious.
"Then it's a good thing for him, that he isn't." Giles told her.
The next night, Giles cooked for them both. A stir fry that would have made a Japanese chef jealous. They sat on the couch, ate and talked. Buffy watched Giles as he spoke animatedly about his years at the British Museum. That was when it hit her, that was what she had been searching for. Not a baby or a family or anything like that, but someone who she could share everything with, who would share everything with her. For the first time in her life, Buffy looked towards the future with a smile.
Giles saw the smile and wondered at it. "What are you thinking about to cause such a wicked grin?"
"The future." Buffy told him. "With you."
Buffy couldn't remember the last time she'd worried so much about what to
wear to a movie, but she knew that it was more than just a movie. Everything
was about to change and Buffy didn't mind a bit. She looked at the clock, she
had ten minutes to decide. She grinned when she spied the red silk blouse in
her closet. "Ah-ha."
Xander and Anya entered the theater just as the previews began. "Hey, isn't that Giles?" Anya asked her boyfriend as they took a seat in the back.
Xander looked in the direction Anya indicated and saw Giles, with his arm around someone in the seat to his left. All he could see of Giles' date was the very top of her blonde head. "Looks like Giles has a date."
Xander didn't really think too much more about Giles and his date until the movie's credits began to roll. Xander and Anya stood and stretched and prepared to leave. Then, he saw Giles and his date stand and do the same. Xander's eyes went wide and his mouth dropped open. Xander grabbed Anya's hand and pulled her out before Buffy or Giles saw them.
"What is the matter with you?" Anya asked as they reached the car.
"We have to get out of here before they see us." Xander told her. "It's gotta be something Hellmouthy."
Xander pulled out of the parking lot and headed in the wrong direction to be headed home. "Where are we going?" Anya asked.
"To see Will." Xander told her. "Maybe she knows what's going on."
"Good, then maybe she can explain why you're freaking out over Buffy and Giles going to a movie together." Anya muttered.
"He had his arm around her." Xander practically shouted.
"Yeah, and ...?" Anya asked.
Willow answered the frantic knocking at the door to the apartment that she shared with Tara. "Xander? What's the matter?" She asked after a look at his face.
"Buffy and Giles." Xander told her as he and Anya walked in, neither saw Anya roll her eyes.
"What about them?" Willow asked. "Oh God, are they hurt?"
"I think they're under a spell or something." Xander said as he paced the confines of the small living room.
"What kind of spell?" Tara asked as she walked in from the bedroom.
"A love spell." Xander told her. "Or something."
"Or something?" Willow echoed.
"Oh for ..." Anya said in exasperation. "All they did was go to a movie together."
Tara looked at Xander. "Maybe they just both wanted to see the movie."
"He had his arm around her." Xander told them.
"Did he have his arm around her, or just along the seat?" Willow asked.
Xander opened his mouth to say something, then stopped to think. "No, it was definitely around her."
"I still don't see what the problem is." Tara admitted.
Xander looked at Willow hopefully. "Well, Buffy and Giles acting couple like *is* kind of strange." Willow finally said.
"'Kind of strange?'" Xander asked. "How about a sign of the apocalypse?" All
three of the girls rolled their eyes.
Buffy and Giles walked hand in hand up to his apartment, he unlocked the door and they went inside. Together, they fixed tea and then went to sit on the couch. "That was fun." Buffy told him. "It was also nice to not have to edit everything I said."
"Yes, I know what you mean." Giles agreed. "It's so bloody frustrating, they never seem to see what's going on around them. It's amazing to me of what a person can convince themselves."
"Tell me about it." Buffy concurred. "I was out with this guy, once, and we were attacked by vampires. He managed to convince himself that it was just some gang trying to use the town's rather odd reputation." She finished in disbelief. She smiled when Giles tenderly brushed back a lock of hair from her face. "This feels so strange, and yet, so comfortable, at the same time. Does that make sense?"
"Yes." Giles told her in perfect understanding. "Familiar, yet new." He ran
a finger down her soft cheek, then he leaned down and captured her lips with
Outside, Willow, Tara, Xander and Anya watched through the window. "I-I told you it was some kind of love spell." Xander said faintly.
"Actually, if it was a love spell, they'd be ..." Anya paused as she watched the couple inside. "Okay, well, they'd be doing that."
"We have to stop them." Xander stated.
"I don't feel any magick." Tara told him.
"But ..." Xander indicated the pair on the other side of the window.
Willow saw Giles stand, with Buffy in his arms, move towards the stairs to the bedroom loft and out of sight.
Willow chased after Xander as he headed for the front door to stop them himself. "Xander, what are you doing?" She asked as she grabbed his arm.
"Someone has to put a stop to this." Xander stated.
"Why?" Willow asked. "It's not magick, Xander."
"But, ..." Xander looked at the door.
"No, Xander." Willow said gently.
Xander looked at her. "If it's not magick, then what is it?" He asked.
Willow gave an odd little smile as she look at the faint glow that came from
the loft window. "If I had to guess, I'd say it was fate."
The couple in question was unaware of the commotion that went on outside,
as Giles gently laid Buffy on the bed and followed her down.
The Gang made their way to Giles' the next morning, but not too early. Xander took a deep breath and knocked. A very tussled Slayer answered the door in Giles' robe.
"Hi Guys." Buffy smiled sleepily as she let them in. "Giles, it's the Guys." She called to Giles in the loft.
Giles leaned over the rail, he had on a pair of jeans. "Be right down." He took a second look at Buffy. "So, that's where my robe got to."
Buffy grinned up at him. "Is that a problem?"
"Not for me." Giles responded before he turned around to finish dressing.
Buffy grinned at the others. "Donuts and coffee in the kitchen. Be back in a minute." She went down the hall to the bathroom.
"Shouldn't they be embarrassed or something?" Xander asked.
"Apparently, they don't think so." Willow told him as she passed him for the kitchen. She was tired of hearing about it. "They haven't done anything that you and Anya haven't done regularly."
Giles came down buttoning his shirt. "You got here awfully quick." He commented as he went into the kitchen and fixed himself tea. "Buffy only left a message about fifteen minutes ago."
"Message?" Willow asked. "Is there something wrong?"
Giles looked at her surprised. "No, actually, the news is quite pleasant for a change. If you didn't get the message, what brought you here?" He asked curiously. All three girls looked at Xander. Giles looked at him as well. "Xander?"
"Well, ..." Xander took a deep breath. "How was the movie last night?"
Giles smiled. "Surprisingly funny, it ..." His smile disappeared. "Oh. Then you know, about Buffy and I?"
"Is it a love spell?" Xander asked hopefully.
"What?" Giles asked blankly. "Why on Earth should Buffy and I need a love spell?"
"A lust spell?" Xander asked desperately.
"What *are* you going on about?" Giles asked as Buffy returned.
Buffy grabbed a donut and moved to Giles' side, Giles automatically lifted his arm up and around her. "What's going on?" She asked as she leaned into Giles.
There was something about it that was just so natural, that Xander sighed in defeat. "There's no spell, is there?"
Giles shook his head. "Whatever made you think there was?"
"He was too busy freaking to be thinking." Anya said drily.
"After the movie, we came over to talk to you." Xander said, unable to meet their eyes. "We saw you through the window."
Buffy choked on her bite of donut. "You were spying on us?"
"Not intentionally." Willow admitted sheepishly. "We came over to talk to you, see what was going on, then we did ... See what was going on, that is. Once we subdued Xander, we left."
"It's not as if we could see into the loft anyway." Anya added.
Buffy and Giles, both, flushed red. "Oh dear." Giles managed to utter.
"Not that it's any of our business, but, uh, when did this happen?" Willow asked, curious, yet cautious.
"It started after Buffy asked me to father her child." Giles told them. "It drew us together in a way not anticipated."
"Sex'll do that." Xander commented.
"Xander." Giles said in warning.
"For your information, it wasn't the sex that did it." Buffy said, then she got a silly grin on her face. "Although it was ..." She cleared her throat. "Nevermind. It was there before ... Before Giles and I *made love*. Giles is way too important to me to just have sex with."
Giles looked uncertain for a moment. "Yes, well, the point is, that Buffy and I ... Well, we're ..."
"Tryin' to make a baby?" Xander asked, but not snidely.
"No." Buffy said firmly. "We're making a life. Together. If a baby comes
from that, it will just be a bonus. This last week with Giles made me
realize, ... Well, that it wasn't really a baby I was longing for. It was a
sense of permanency that comes from inside, I guess. He makes me feel like
I'm doing more than just visiting this life, but that I belong here. With
him. I don't know if you can understand that or not. It was like, up until
now, I've just been kind of watching it go by. As the Slayer, I've never been
much for looking ahead. It's why I've always picked out my classes at the
last minute. Now, I'm not only looking ahead, I'm looking forward to it."
She finished softly. Giles hugged her to him. "I didn't think I'd ever do
It had been six months since that day and even her Mom had finally come around. In the bathroom at Giles', Buffy kept her eyes firmly on the clock. After two minutes, she once again looked at the plastic stick in her hand. A blue line.
Giles knocked on the bathroom door. "Buffy, if you're quite through in there, I need to get dressed for work. So do you, I might add." The door opened and Buffy threw herself into his arms crying. "Buffy, what is it?" He asked terrified.
Buffy pulled back and held the stick out for him to see. "We're going to get our bonus." She told him tearfully.
Buffy looked down at the tiny baby in her arms, then smiled up at Giles. "He's so beautiful." She looked back at the baby. "He has your eyes."
Giles felt the grab onto his finger. "And your grip." He told his wife with a rather misty smile.
"Did you call Will and Xander?" Buffy asked as she continued to gaze at the baby. "Oh, and Mom?"
"I called them, Luv." Giles assured her as he let a finger glide over the baby's incredibly soft cheek. He saw the young man walk around the hospital bed towards them. "Looks like times up, Luv."
The young man smiled. "She'll have plenty of time to hold him later, Dad. He needs to eat, now."
Buffy looked up at her son, then the woman in the hospital bed and smiled at her. "If he's anything like Alex, he'll eat constantly."
"Just like his namesake." Giles added with a smile of his own.
Alex kissed his mother on the cheek before he gathered the baby into his own arms. "At least I outgrew it."
Alex's wife, Hannah, smiled up at him tiredly. "And when was that?" She asked as she took the baby.
Buffy rose, gracefully, to her feet and walked to the doorway with her husband. Together, they looked one more time at their son, daughter-in-law and grandson. "I'd say we got a helluva bonus. What do you think?"
Giles leaned down and kissed his wife.