Copyright: Well, according to the willowgiles mailing list I’m on, it seems as if I posted this on June 6, 1999. SO, that’s works for me as a date.

Rating: ‘PG’.

Disclaimer: Joss Whedon, Fox Studios, Mutant Enemy, et al, have something to do with “Buffy The Vampire Slayer”. No copyright infringement is intended or inferred. The story along with any/all original characters are the sole property of the author and can not be used without expressed permission first.

Author’s Note: This is yet another song story, once again John Michael Montgomery is proving the song which is called “Hold On To Me”. It can be found on his latest cd ‘Leave A Mark’. I don’t have the writers of the song this time, as I found the lyrics at LyricsHq.Com

Thanks To: Tracy for her help once again. It’s nice to see your still alive and kickin’.

I wanna wake up each mornin’
with you for the rest of my life

Giles held on to those thoughts as he gazed into his wife’s sleeping face. He loved to watch her sleep, he didn’t think he ever tire of it. There were times that he wanted to pinch himself, to prove to that he wasn’t dreaming, that she was truly by his side.

I wanna feel your heartbeating...

Just get lost in your eyes...

He had tried to pull away from her one night, as he rested his head on her chest, listening as her heartbeat slowly began to return to normal, thinking he was too heavy for her.

He smiled briefly as he thought back to the reason why her heart had been racing.

She wouldn’t let him go, she held on to him, running her fingers through his hair.

“You were wonderful... again,” she whispered.

He felt the blush covering his face. “I have wonderful inspiration darling,” he reply, kissing her gently.

He would get lost in her eyes, the soulful look she would give him. It made everyone else disappear until it was just the two of them – the connection they felt was so strong it was palpable. He’d been caught many times by his friends and they would tease him about his sudden loss of concentration. He couldn’t help how she affected him.

You can tell me your secrets...

You can let me feel your pain

He had listened patiently, never interrupting her, letting her pour out all that she held inside. He knew that she needed someone who would listen without judging her or what she might have said.

There were times when he had shared her pain, those where the moments he would give up everything he had, to make it possible for her to never feel the pain ever again.

You can show me your weakness...

And never be ashamed

He actually thought his wife was one of the bravest persons he had ever met...

Next to a certain slayer...

And company.

Although she didn’t like showing her fear at times, she always knew when to call for assistance.

Hold on to me when your world’s turnin’ cold
when it feels like your life’s spinnin’ out of control

You’re hopin’...

Prayin’...

Tryin’ so hard to believe

He tried so hard to be there whenever she needed him.

To help sort things out when it seemed that the battle against evil would never end.

Hold on to me when there’s no middle ground...

And every emotion is comin’ unwound...

And you don’t know...

If you can hold on to your dreams

He hoped that the love he felt for her would be enough.

Baby, you can hold on to me

He watched as her eyes moved from side to side, he wondered what she dreamt about.

I wanna lay down each evening...

With you right here by my side

He could not believe that this beautiful, intelligent, giving woman felt that he was worthy enough to be graced by her presence.

I wanna get drunk on your laughter...

And wipe all the tears when you cry...

You can scare me with your darkness...

You can blind me with your light

He loved to hear her laugh. There were times when it was hard to remember when she had laughed last. It would only take Xander to say something completely idiotic that would make her howl with laughter, soon tears would spill from her eyes and down her face.

He could remember the days...

Weeks...

Years, before they both gave up trying to hide their feeling towards each other, when he wanted to gather her in his arms and share the joy she felt. Now he could share the experience with her whole heartedly.

Throw your worries out the window baby
on your wildest night

One day they would have the normal everyday worries...

Not life and death issues.

And he silently prayed that he would still be present when it happened.

Hold on to me when you world’s turnin’ cold...

when it feels like your life’s spinnin’ out of control...

You’re hopin’....

Prayin’...

Tryin’ so hard to believe

Hold on to me when there’s no middle ground...

And every emotion is comin’ unwound...

And you don’t know...

If you can hold on to your dreams

Baby, you can hold on to me

“Rupert...” his wife mumbled in her sleep.

“I’m right here darling,” he replied.

“Good,” came the sleepy reply.

Hold on to me when there’s no middle ground...

And every emotion is comin’ unwound...

And you don’t know...

If you can hold on to your dreams

Giles scooted down and smiled once again as his wife...

His Willow, began to move.

Her arms claimed him possessively, her right leg brushing against his before finally resting across his thighs. He shuddered as the movement stirred a longing in him.

“Mmm... better,” she mumbled, hearing his steady heartbeat in her ear, her right hand lying on his chest.

Giles bent down and gently kissed her forehead, content for the moment to bask in their love, their commitment for one another.

“Baby, you can hold on...

I said...

Baby, you can hold on...

I said...

Baby...

You can hold on to me

He tightened his hold on her, then closed his eyes, sleep finally claiming him.

The End.