Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Challenge/Prompt: sunnydalescribe Drabble Challenge 1: Library
Warning(s): Future Drabble
Word Count: 582
Date Written: 7 August 2018
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Whedon, not the author, and are used without permission.
She had really come full circle now, Willow thought as she stepped lightly among the rows of books. She had not been this awed by a library since the one at Sunnydale U. These books were nowhere near as of great a variety or number, but they would grow. She would see to it that they grew, that they came to encompass all subjects, even the ones banned by most schools; she was already adding to a list of classics and Witchcraft texts that should be included and had been since she’d first gotten the position here.
A secret thrill went through here. After all these years, she was going to be Giles! Well, maybe not Giles persay. No one could ever replace him nor would she want to try. Giles had become more than a mentor over the years. He was one of her dearest friends, the only one left in her life with whom she could discuss the true depths of magick. It was strange to think of him as a teenage boy.
Xander thought it was a good thing, that he would get another chance at the life he’d always wanted, but Willow wasn’t so sure. She couldn’t picture him as a grocer or a rock star. To her, Giles was . . . He was a paragon of sorts, more than a father figure, far more than any Watcher, more than one of her first crushes. He was a perfect example of mankind at its best, always fighting to become better than his own Demons would make him, always striving to be there for his family and friends and to do the very best he could.
She sank down into the nearest chair, which just happened to be behind the librarian’s desk. Suddenly, she wasn’t so sure at all about any of this. Whereas Giles might be humanity at its best, she herself had once been humanity at its worst. She was a killer. Did she really want troubled youth putting their trust into her hands? She had thought she could be a mentor to kids like herself, kids who sought refuge in her library and the treasures of its books, but now suddenly she wasn’t so sure.
Suddenly she felt her old shyness and insecurities bubbling up. She wanted to turn and run. But the others had all placed their faith in her. If Tara was her, she’d smile at her sweetly, kiss her tenderly, and tell her again and again she could do this. The kids could do worse than her; they could do a lot worse.
Her cell suddenly beeped. Willow pulled it out of her pocket, glanced at it, and was so surprised by the message that she read the words twice. You’ll be five by five. She knew who the sender was immediately and knew the other, troubled woman had shared more with Giles than possibly anyone else in their little familial unit. Even Faith believed in her, and Goddess knew Faith had needed someone when she’d been a kid.
She had to do this. Willow looked up as the first student came in, bumbling and shy, looking at the world through big, impressionable eyes. She smiled at the nervous girl who reminded her of herself when she’d been her age. She could do this; she had to do this. She would make Giles proud and the library in the new Sunnydale a place of solace and comfort again for a whole new generation.