Precious Treasure
Dawn let out a little scream as Glory tossed her into a chair. The woman smiled maniacally, bending low to inspect the girl.
"You're a hard little girl to find, even when you're right under my nose."
"Buffy is going to stop you."
"Everybody's so damn confident in the Slayer. She way overrated if you ask me."
Glory straightened up and began to pace. "If you knew just how much trouble I went through to get you, you'd get it. See you're precious, sweetheart."
"I'm not. I'm just a girl," Dawn protested.
"No, honey. You're my way home."
