Damsel in Distress, My Ass

["You never could resist the temptation of making a dramatic entrance, could you?"]

Willow thatwas_nifty is used with permission. The Angel referred to is still_brooding and is done so with permission. Giles and Xander are the ones in my head and not binding to anyone

“You never could resist the temptation of making a dramatic entrance, could you, Buff?” Xander asks from where he sits, half-sprawled across a couch. Willow is sitting next to him, back bowed over her laptop. She looks up at Buffy and despite the purpose in their meeting, she smiled and waved.

“What can I say? I’ve got an explosive personality,” Buffy quips with a shrug. A slow grin spreads across Xander’s face and he’s up off the couch, tugging Willow with him. Buffy is enveloped in a hug. She gives as good as she gets and its several seconds before anyone pulls away. They part to reveal Giles, standing at a desk. There’s a soft smile on his face and Buffy is the one to go to him. The hug is brief because Giles is English and old. At least this is Buffy’s opinion on the matter.

( Cut for length. Some spoilers to S8 #16 within )