Title: Fortunate Son

Author: Jeanny

E-mail: jeannygrrl@hotmail.com

Rating: G

Spoilers: Season 3 Through The Zeppo.

Distribution/Archive: Go right ahead, if you like, just let me know where it's going.

Disclaimer: I don't own them, would that I did. The characters herein belong to Joss, Mutant Enemy, Greenwalt, Fox, etc. I'm merely using them to tell my own little story.

Feedback: Please! I need it.

Summary: Giles' thoughts after seeing Xander in The Zeppo. (the first of five fics that collectively I call Zeppositions)

Author’s Note: Special thanks to Malaskor for encouraging me to make these into a series.

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This is no good. There's nothing to be done. We're going to lose.

No, no, those thoughts won't help here, Rupert. Trust your Slayer. Trust yourself. You have the resources and you will find the answer.

Dear Lord, I'm talking to myself. At least it's only in my head. It is only in my head, yes? Yes. Yes, it's this place. It's simply too hard to concentrate here...something's not...there’s something...

Whatever was Xander saying? Who is Bob? No, I don't get that joke at all.

What a strange young man he is. Though I do like the lad. Even with his endless prattling.

And his incomprehensible and misplaced attempts at humor.

And his annoying habit of commenting on my interior monologue. I can hear that rather snarky voice in my mind already teasing me about my use of the word 'lad'. That is quite bothersome.

Still, he is a young man of exceptional courage. What little I know of his upbringing makes that all the more remarkable. Buffy is fortunate to have such a friend. I fear we may not be able to keep him out of this. Despite Buffy’s wishes.

Despite my own.

If time runs out...

I must stop thinking apocalyptic thoughts.

Yes, that should stop the world from ending, the not thinking about it. Good show, Rupert.

I must remember to ask Buffy about that Bob thing.

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