Whew! I'm done! What a wonderful long read this was. *has warm fuzzies* :)
I love the rock collection and what it means. What a lovely gesture of Willow's. :)
Gunn was adamant that Spike and Angel had to be kept separate. “Cause otherwise we’re going to find those rocks have been kicking gravel at each other while we’re asleep.”
Reading this and the Anya postcard made me grateful that I've learned not to eat/drink anything while reading your fics. LOL!
Giles waved them onto the couch and Willow glanced along at Gunn and Wesley’s faces, relieved to see they were looking like she was feeling – as if their eccentric guardian might be about to tell them all that he had arranged for them to have a wonderful field trip to Siberia to look for frozen mammoth remains, and as an extra special treat had decided they could all sleep in the open and live off canned sardines.
And did I mention that you have a lovely way with words? *g*
Gunn hitting Wes was certainly a shock, but it's understandable why he did it. I'm so glad that Wesley has accepted them now. I'm sure he'll be quite happy being in England, having his own bookshop, and fighting the good fight with good people. *happy sigh* I wonder if he'll get any more visits from his dearly departed? I wonder what they'll say. I'm sure they must be very happy for him :)
Thank you so much for writing and sharing this. This fic has been a joy to read :)
no subject
I love the rock collection and what it means. What a lovely gesture of Willow's. :)
Gunn was adamant that Spike and Angel had to be kept separate. “Cause otherwise we’re going to find those rocks have been kicking gravel at each other while we’re asleep.”
Reading this and the Anya postcard made me grateful that I've learned not to eat/drink anything while reading your fics. LOL!
Giles waved them onto the couch and Willow glanced along at Gunn and Wesley’s faces, relieved to see they were looking like she was feeling – as if their eccentric guardian might be about to tell them all that he had arranged for them to have a wonderful field trip to Siberia to look for frozen mammoth remains, and as an extra special treat had decided they could all sleep in the open and live off canned sardines.
And did I mention that you have a lovely way with words? *g*
Gunn hitting Wes was certainly a shock, but it's understandable why he did it. I'm so glad that Wesley has accepted them now. I'm sure he'll be quite happy being in England, having his own bookshop, and fighting the good fight with good people. *happy sigh* I wonder if he'll get any more visits from his dearly departed? I wonder what they'll say. I'm sure they must be very happy for him :)
Thank you so much for writing and sharing this. This fic has been a joy to read :)