red wolf (redwolf) wrote,
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SurrogateRachel's excitement over her father visiting from Canada meant that the office had been turned into the London tourist bureau while she pondered potential sightseeing destinations for the week.

In a perfect world, Dawn would have taken the opportunity to catch up with her own father, but they'd had no common ground to stand on for years.

There was only one person in the world that understood her like a father. As he opened the door and invited her in, Dawn hugged him and handed him her gift; a bottle of rather exceptional single malt Scotch.

"Happy Father's Day, Giles."


open_on_sundaychallenge #117: fathers
Part of the London!verse and the Wolf&Declán!verse
Tags: dawn summers, fan fiction, fiction, london, rachel evans, rupert giles
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