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Chapter 37

Two Months Later

Today was the day.

For two very important things. One had taken much less time than she'd expected while the other had taken much longer than she'd thought it would. Today
her divorce was final, she had full custody of Sam and it was acknowledged on the divorce records that Angel wasn't Sam's father--the paternity test had proved
what they all knew to be true, so she couldn't get child support from him, but he also couldn't have any future claim over custody.

Today was also the day she was finally going to quit being a huge scaredy cat and tell William she loved him. He'd proven he wasn't going anywhere, proven he
loved Sam and would be there for her whenever she needed, proven that he loved her. She knew not telling him yet was stupid, but she'd wanted
everything with Angel to be settled first. She wanted one relationship to be one hundred percent, legally over before she started a new one.

Things had been great the past few months, Buffy was selling some paintings and photographs to save up money for when she started school that coming January.
If all went well, she'd be able to get a teaching job the following school year. Sam was doing better than ever, apparently not having Angel and his expectations
hanging over her was doing her well.

William was there every day, often staying for dinner with Buffy, Sam and Joyce. Sometimes he stayed afterwards and helped Buffy put Sam to bed. More and
more frequently he would stay even after that and spend time with Buffy, getting to know every little thing he could about her. She could honestly say that she'd
learned more about William in the last eight weeks than she'd learned about Angel in the six plus years she knew him.

They were going out to dinner tonight, a celebratory dinner--only William didn't know that's what it was yet.

*(*()*)*

"Gah."

"That so, luv?" William asked, smirking in amusement.

"You...with the...and the," she waved her hands around.

"The suit?"

"Yeah, and...the hair," he'd slightly slicked back his hair, still leaving it slightly curly and the effect was marvelous. And she hadn't known that telling him to dress
up would be such a...scrumptious idea. Finally gathering her wits about her, Buffy asked him if he'd like to come in for a minute.

"Sure, but don't want you getting all jealous over your mum again," he joked.

"Not a chance, I know I've got you now."

"Damn right you do," he said definitely.

"William?"

"Hmm," he was broken out of his admiration of her.

"Watch the language and you look very nice."

"Kind of gathered you thought so, what with the sputtering and speechlessness and all," he said arrogantly, smiling.

"God you're full of yourself." Buffy yelled up the stairs to Sam that they were going to be leaving and to listen to her grandmother and go to bed on time. Sam wasn't
happy with just a quick goodbye, however.

"Hi" she said looking at William, "You look pretty. And Mommy's pretty too."

"Guess we make a good pair then," William loved being able to see Sam, even if he had seen her just four hours ago.

"Are you going to be home to tell me goodnight?" Sam asked the both of them.

"Not tonight, sweet bit, but you be a good girl for your grandma and get to bed on time and I'll come say goodnight when we get back."

"But I'll be asleep."

"You mean you can't hear in your sleep?" William asked in all seriousness.

"Of course not, silly! But I will be good for grandma, promise."

"Shall we get going, then?" William asked Buffy.

"We should. 'Night Sam, I'll see you in the morning."

"Night mommy," she hugged Buffy. "Good night," she said hugging William as well.

*(*()*)*

Dinner was uneventful, Buffy was going to tell him everything after dinner. Which was now she realized with more than a little nervousness.

"Think we could go to the park before we go home?"

"Sure, any particular one?"

"The one by the elementary school, it's always been one of my favorites, I went there a lot with my mom."

"Sure thing, you just point the way." He was hoping she had something good to tell him because she certainly seemed like she was going to tell him something.

"Right there," Buffy directed after five or so minutes of driving.

They made their way, hands held, to the swings. "I always did like the swings. I know it might seem childish, but it's, I don't know, relaxing somehow. And since I need to
be relaxed to tell you this, what better place for us to go than the swings."

"You don't have to be worried about telling me anything, kitten. Promise, you can tell me anything."

"Okay, well, how about this, today my divorce from Angel is final," she stopped him when he tried to get off the swing and move over to her. "And there's one other thing,
this is the need to be relaxed bit: William, in the few months that you've been back in my life," he noticed she said 'back in' not just 'in' something he was glad for, "in those
few months, you've come to know me better than anyone--even my mother--knows me, possibly better than I know me," she said with a smile; "And the thing is, it's not just
that, sure you know me and that is probably something any other guy could do," she held her hand up when he started to protest. "Granted they wouldn't be able to do it as
well as you have, that's something that I know is unique to you. But what I was trying to say, not only do you know me, you know Sam."

"She is my daughter," William added.

"I know, but you found out a lot about her before you knew that and I know that even if she weren't biologically your daughter, that you'd still love her. You'd still know her,
still be there for her. And I guess that helped me realise that, well William," she thought of something. "What's your middle name?"

"Harrison, why?" he asked, totally puzzled by the turn in the conversation.

"Because, William Harrison Giles, I'm in love with you. I know I can't be as poetic about it as-"

"You mean it?" Sure he'd suspected it for a while, but to have the girl you'd been in love with for years, who turned out to be the mother of your child, to have her say she
was in love with you, it was something William wanted to make sure he heard correctly.

"You think I'd say it if I didn't mean it?" Buffy asked.

"Well, no, it's just...well," William gave up on having a meaningful statement come out of his mouth and decided that said mouth could be put to much better use. And since
swings didn't lend themselves to what William had in mind, he pulled Buffy up with him. "Remember that no asking thing? It goes both ways," he said cryptically, at least
somewhat.

He'd held back whenever he'd kissed her before, some tiny part of his brain still knowing that she was technically a married woman, but now...Now she wasn't and he didn't
have to hold back anymore. He could finally let loose, let her feel all of what he had stored inside of him during all these months. He put all his feeling into the kiss,
pulling her tight against him so she could feel everything she did to him--and it left her gasping.

"Love you William," she said, curling her fingers into his hair and holding him to her as he started to kiss along her neck.

"Love you too, pet. So," he kissed along her neck, "So much. Never gonna let you go...never."

TBC.....


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