Fic: Fierce Girls 1/1
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Title: Fierce Girls
Author: Gileswench
Contact: gileswench@yahoo.com
Date: 7/13/13
Timeline: Most of Giles’ past up to the destruction of Sunnydale
Summary: He’s always liked fierce girls
Rating: FRT
Pairing: G/OFC, G/Deirdre, G/Buffy
Category: Pastfic, hetfic
Distribution: If you've had my permission in the past, you have it now. All others, ask and ye shall receive.
Feedback: Constructive criticism always welcome. Praise abjectly sought.
Disclaimer: It all belongs to Joss, Mutant Enemy, etc., etc., etc. I just let them have all the fun Joss won't. I own nothing except my twisted mind which you really don't want. Please don't sue. Notes: This is my second offering for Summer of Giles 2013. What can I say? A vision came and I wrote it down.
She was fierce, his father’s Potential, with azure eyes he loved to lose himself in and a tumble of red curls that seemed to fly in her wake like a banner. Her name was Meg. Irish. But of course she’d been raised by another Watcher first. When Stebbins succumbed to cancer, Meg was passed on to Wilfred Giles. Neither was expected to enter the true fray, but the girl needed a Watcher and Giles was next in line. And with a family to provide for, the stipend might come in handy.
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Author: Gileswench
Contact: gileswench@yahoo.com
Date: 7/13/13
Timeline: Most of Giles’ past up to the destruction of Sunnydale
Summary: He’s always liked fierce girls
Rating: FRT
Pairing: G/OFC, G/Deirdre, G/Buffy
Category: Pastfic, hetfic
Distribution: If you've had my permission in the past, you have it now. All others, ask and ye shall receive.
Feedback: Constructive criticism always welcome. Praise abjectly sought.
Disclaimer: It all belongs to Joss, Mutant Enemy, etc., etc., etc. I just let them have all the fun Joss won't. I own nothing except my twisted mind which you really don't want. Please don't sue. Notes: This is my second offering for Summer of Giles 2013. What can I say? A vision came and I wrote it down.
She was fierce, his father’s Potential, with azure eyes he loved to lose himself in and a tumble of red curls that seemed to fly in her wake like a banner. Her name was Meg. Irish. But of course she’d been raised by another Watcher first. When Stebbins succumbed to cancer, Meg was passed on to Wilfred Giles. Neither was expected to enter the true fray, but the girl needed a Watcher and Giles was next in line. And with a family to provide for, the stipend might come in handy.
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