This is the sequel to "The Dawning of Faith". I've edited it a bit to make it conform to the "M" category. It does have a bit of sex in it, and some violence, but it's not extreme in either category. I do hope that you enjoy it, and please let me know if you do.

"Fruition"

Chapter One

"I now pronounce you husband and wife…"

Still fearing that he was dreaming it all, Giles embraced Rona and kissed her as the assembled Slayers cheered.

"Pay up," Amanda said to Kennedy. Kennedy handed her some money.

"I really thought the straight bit was an act," Kennedy admitted, "but I guess she meant it, huh?"

"Looks like," Amanda agreed, "but it doesn't seem to be contagious." The two instructors looked at Dawn and Faith, and Buffy and Willow, who were standing with the happy couple.

"God, I hope not, but they do look happy, don't they?"

"All of them," Amanda said, "I'm a little jealous."

"He or she is out there, Mandy," Kennedy promised, "you're too great a catch to be alone forever. Of course, it might help if you weren't quite so picky."

"I'm not picky, I just refuse to be a flavor of the week, Ken," Amanda corrected.

"At least you're bi, it's tougher for the straight girls, it's not like they're knee-deep in men around here. Hell, Rona just bagged the only live one."

"Not quite," corrected Amanda, her eyes fastening on Richard Blake.

"Doc? Damn girl, you aim high! His daughter is not that much younger than you are."

"But I'm not his daughter, am I? You've seen what he drives, he likes high-performance models, and with Buffy and Faith off the table, I'm the supercar around here." Kennedy gave the tall Slayer a frankly appraising look.

"I can maybe settle down, Mandy…" Kennedy suggested. Amanda laughed.

"No you can't, and it was fun, once, but I'm just not bent that way, babe. And besides, I don't want to have to kick Candace's ass, she's a good troop. You should make an honest woman out of her Ken," Amanda advised.

"Maybe…" mused Kennedy.

"Reception time," Amanda announced, "time to go to work."

Doctor Blake had arranged the reception, and there was a large tent erected on the athletic field.

"Good Lord, Richard," Giles said in awe as he gazed at the array of food and drink.

"You're welcome," Blake said, "and this is nothing, wait 'till my girl gets married," he promised.

"I look forward to it, although I feel a great sympathy for your prospective son-in-law," Giles replied.

"Might not be a son, I think Rachel might favor the ladies. Me, I don't care, as long as she's happy. Hell, maybe she'll bag a Slayer." The two men looked over to where Rachel was talking animatedly with several of the younger Slayers.

"Could be," Giles mused, "there does seem to be a very high incidence of Sapphic inclination amongst the Slayers, doesn't there?"

"Not many men could handle a relationship with a woman so much more powerful than they are, Rupert. You can, obviously, and please accept my congratulations again, Rona is a peach!"

"Indeed she is," Giles murmured as he gazed at his bride, who was resplendent in an ivory gown.

"Doctor Ricky," Amanda cajoled as she joined them, "you promised to let me drive her…" Blake's eyes flicked over to Giles, who smiled knowingly. Amanda was the best driver of the Slayers, and Dr. Blake appreciated her skill.

"No Richard, not many men could handle it," he said, "best of luck old son."

"I suppose I did, Amanda. Did you read the manual?" Blake asked her.

"I memorized it. Ask me anything," she promised.

"How do you engage launch control?"

"Mannetino to 'stability control off', engage neutral, hold brake and engage first, keep on the brake and floor the throttle, hold the throttle down and release the brake. And be ready to upshift…" she answered. Blake's eyes gleamed.

"Let's go, Mandy," he said as he took her arm; they hurried towards the front of the house.

"You're done for, you lucky bastard," a grinning Giles said to his back. A few moments later the shriek of the Ferrari overpowered the music, briefly.

"Where's Daddy going?" asked Rachel.

"Amanda is taking her for a spin," Giles answered.

"I like Amanda," Rachel allowed, "but I don't think I'll be able to call her 'Mom'."

"I shouldn't think so, no. If that transpires, Rachel, will you be okay with it?" Giles asked her.

"Daddy should be happy, and Mandy can take care of him just like he can take care of her. Besides, have you seen her legs?"

"Conflict of interest, perhaps?" Giles asked.

"Not really, that would just be too weird. Besides, there are plenty more where Mandy came from," Rachel cast a hungry gaze over the Slayers.

"Errr, Rona is taken as well, you understand," Giles put forth. Rachel kissed his cheek.

"Rupert, I'd never poach from you! You're family! Besides, Rona is as straight as a Slayer can be, and with Buffy and Faith out of the running you've nothing to worry about."

"So it's true then, Slayers are inclined towards women for affection?" Giles asked.

"The whole essence of their power is female, so of course they are. And where will they find a male to measure up? I've heard of Angel and Spike, but they're gone, apparently. That kind of leaves you and Dad, and you're Rona's, and I pity the dumb bitch who tries to pry Daddy from Amanda. I'm happy to be able to roam around the rest of the Slayers, but I have to say that Dawn does things to me."

"Faith might do things to you as well," cautioned Giles.

"No shit. That's one relationship that no one is ever going to test, and Buffy and Willow is another. Any of those four could level a city, and Dawn and Willow could do worse. Nope, I'll just admire them from afar. I'll find my Slayer, or she'll find me. Now then Uncle Rupert, you should go find yours. Congratulations, and I love you!" Giles smiled at her, and joined his bride.

Dawn and Faith, and Buffy and Willow were standing together off to one side. They were all quite happy for Giles, and both couples wondered if they might be able to wed some day.

"Hell, I say we get Giles to officiate, and make our own freakin' rules," Faith proclaimed. "I don't give a damn what the world at large thinks, for us it will be real. Right?"

"Faith…" Dawn whispered to her.

"Yeah Babe?"

"Fuck me, please."

"Later B, Will," said Faith as she scooped up Dawn and ran off.

"Will?" began Buffy.

"37 and then 52, let's go to the gym," Willow replied. They left the party too.

"Where are my Matrons of honor off to?" Rona asked as she wrapped her arms around Giles' neck.

"Personal business, I expect," a blushing Giles answered her. Rona grinned dazzlingly.

"They'll be back, but I'm not waiting for them to open gifts, come along darling," she took his hand and led him to the gift table, where the other slayers and a few guests were waiting.

"May I kiss the Groom?" asked Lisa, Dr. Blake's nurse.

"Sure, just don't use him up," cautioned Rona.

"Oh, you can't use it up, Rona, a good one will always grow back," Lisa assured her, and she planted a thorough kiss on the flabbergasted Rupert Giles. "I'll see you two after the honeymoon," Lisa promised.

"Rona dearest, is there something you'd like to tell me?" asked Giles tentatively.

"Relax and enjoy, love," Rona answered, "Momma knows best."

"I love my life," Giles thought fervently, as they began opening their gifts.

"Oh God baby…" breathed Dawn, her face buried in Faith's neck as Faith held her against the wall in their room. Faith's fingers by now knew every bit of Dawn, and Faith loved nothing in the world half so much as seeing Dawn's face as she came.

"I love you Dawnie," Faith promised as she felt Dawn shudder and clench her fingers, "with all of my heart."

"I know you do," Dawn gasped, "now up against the wall, Slayer!"

"Buffy! Oh, Goddess!" cried Willow.

"About time you admitted that," Buffy said, "but I'm not finished with you yet…"

Buffy had recovered from the initial shock of Willow's astounding sexuality and found a more than adequate response in herself.

Willow was very, very, happy.

"That's it Mandy!" Blake praised. "Dead on the apex!" Dr. Blake raised his hand in salute as the Ferrari blazed past the Police car on the side of the road. All of the law enforcement officers in the area knew his car by both sight and sound, and as his skill in the exotic machine had saved many lives, including several cops, they never bothered him. They did however block side roads when he was on the move; they were after all responsible for public safety. "We need to get you your competition license, Mandy. How would you feel about running LeMans with me?'

"The 24 Hours? In her?"

"Yes to the 24 Hours, but not in her. You see, she has this evil twin sister…" Amanda felt a tingle in her sensitive parts.

"Where is this bitch?" she demanded.

"My house," he answered, and Amanda whipped the car about…

"Holy shit!" exclaimed Amanda as Blake peeled the cover off of the car in his garage. The vehicle resembled the Scuderia, but it was blacker than black, and lower, wider, and meaner looking. Amanda ran her hands over the gleaming carbon fiber skin. "Let's do it," she said emphatically.

"Great! I'll enroll you in the school and arrange time off with Giles," enthused Richard.

"Okay," agreed Amanda, "but that's not what I was talking about." She wrapped an arm around his neck and gave him a kiss that left him on his tiptoes.

"Mandy, I…" he protested half-heartedly.

"Yeah, you're as old as my Dad," Amanda forestalled him, "but you're not my Dad, and we belong together and you know it. I promise to be gentle."

"Well," thought Blake," if I die, I die. But I'm not fool enough to walk away from her. I hope Rachel understands."

"Wanna dance?" Karen asked Rachel at about the same time Amanda was ambushing her father.

"Love to," replied a smiling Rachel. Several pairs of eyes watched them start to dance, and plans were made to cut in.

Faith and Dawn rejoined the party looking content.

"Congratulations to you both," Faith said in greeting to the newlyweds, "you know Rona, if you don't take good care of my man G here, we're gonna have words."

"No worries boss," promised Rona, "I'd rather have you kick my ass than hurt my baby here."

"I should probably resent being treated like a child by you two youngsters, but I must admit that I find the whole thing oddly comforting and quite touching," admitted Giles.

"That's 'cause you're Slayer-whipped," Dawn informed him, "I know all about that."

"Me too," said Willow muzzily as she arrived with Buffy's help. Faith flashed Buffy a thumbs-up. It turned out that for the long haul, Slayers were the horses to bet on.

"Let us know when you're ready for your honeymoon," Dawn told them, "Willow and I are taking care of the transportation."

"I don't suppose you'd care to tell us where you're sending us?" Giles asked again.

"You just have to trust us," Buffy said.

"I suppose so," Giles replied, "well then, is it time for a spot of music, beloved?"

"Yes please!" Rona enthused. Giles moved off to get his guitar.

"I'm happy for you Rona," Buffy said seriously, "but…"

"I know," Rona broke in, "I know. You four love him as much as I do, but in a different way. I know what will happen if I don't treat him right, but really, you don't need to worry. I love me some Rupert Giles, now let's go listen to my man."

"I just realized something," Dawn said with a smile.

"What's that babe?" Faith asked.

"Well, if we were to give them monogrammed luggage, when you read the tag it would sound like you were choking… RG-RG…"

"I didn't eat you out enough," Faith admitted.

"Impossible to do," Dawn declared.

"I can't hear this," Buffy protested feebly.

"We can hear you," Dawn told her.

"Oh God. Screw it, I give up. We can hear you too. And we listen. Happy?" Buffy confessed

"Sure am," Faith confirmed as she cupped Dawn's breast and grinned.

"We'll talk about this later. Or not," Buffy insisted, "let's go listen to Giles." Willow winked at Faith and Dawn as they moved off.

"You're right, something about her gets to me," Faith said to Dawn as they watched Buffy and Willow move off. "You sure about this, Dawnie?"

"The four of us are unique," Dawn replied, "and Buffy isn't really my sister. Our lives have been complex. Besides, I know you've always wanted her, and Willow… well, Will is a woman's woman."

"Dawn, you are the most wonderful thing on earth," Faith said earnestly.

"Thanks, let's go listen to the music."

"Thank you all for coming," Giles said as he adjusted the microphone, "and for not laughing," he added with a grin. Lisa gave him a look that rendered him momentarily speechless. "This song is for my lovely wife, and for any others here who are in love."

My first, my last, my everything,
And the answer to all my dreams.
You're my sun, my moon, my guiding star.
My kind of wonderful, that's what you are.

Giles poured his love for Rona into his music…

I know there's only, only one like you
There's no way they could have made two.
You're, you're all I'm living for
Your love I'll keep for evermore.
You're the first, my last, my everything.

In you I've found so many things,
A love so new, only you could bring.
Can't you see if you,
You'll make me feel this way,
You're like a first morning dew on a brand new day.

I see so many ways that I can love you,
'Till the day I die...
You're my reality, yet I'm lost in a dream.
You're my first, my last, my everything.

I know there's only one, only one like you
There's no way they could have made two.
Girl, you're my reality.
But I'm lost in a dream,
You're the first, you're the last, my everything.

Tears were running down his cheeks as he finished the song, his gaze firm upon his new bride. Rona ran to him and lifted him off his feet in a hug.

"Is it too late to fight for him?" Buffy asked.

"Yup," Dawn answered, "but we recorded this."

"Yo, witches," Rona said as she carried Giles over to them, "send us away or watch me devour him right here."

Buffy and Willow paled, Faith laughed, Dawn looked pensive.

"Just give us a minute," Willow said, and she took Dawn's hands.

Willow's eyes went dark, and her hair lightened a bit as a wind stirred through the pavilion.

"We love you," Buffy said as Dawn's eyes flared.

Giles and Rona found themselves in a small grove of cherry trees, two paper-wrapped bundles at their feet. There was an envelope, and Giles opened it with a smile on his face.

"My congratulations, Ripper-San, no-one will disturb you here, meals will be left in the entrance hall. When you are ready for company, remove the flag from the door-post."

Yoshi

"Marvelous," said Giles as he smiled at his wife, "here dear, just open this." He handed her a bundle labeled, "Nubian Goddess". Rona opened it and gasped, inside was a kimono of golden silk, soft as water and shining like the stars above them. Giles opened his and burst into laughter.

He held in his hands what was doubtless the only tweed kimono in the history of the world. It even had leather patches on the elbows.

"You have strange friends, darling," said Rona as she stepped out of her clothes. "Now enough delay, I am your wife, and I claim you."

"If this is a dream, may I never wake," Giles thought as he was overwhelmed by his Nubian Goddess.

A/N:"My Everything" – Barry White