You Could At Least *Try* To Be Discrete

By Rich

Author's Notes: This one goes out to Karen for inspiring this fic, even though she doesn't know it...

Giles walked into the library. Throwing his jacket over the chair, he walked over to the cage. Oz was naked, wrapped up in a blanket. Next to him was Willow, who was also naked in the blanket. Giles smiled to himself. He thought it was sweet that Willow always crawled into the cage with him after he transformed back into his human form, just so she could be close to him for as long as possible. Giles unlocked the cage and walked over to his office. Throwing his keys on the desk he stopped smiling.

"Wait a minute," he said aloud, "Oz wasn't a were wolf last night..."


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