Disclaimer: Not mine, although Dean was recently offered to me. Sort of.
Buffy shook her head as she turned the tv off and glanced over at her sister, seated next to her on the couch. "That was so..." She gestured in the air with the remote.
"Lame?" Dawn supplied.
"Worse than lame." Buffy muttered.
"But you only watch it for Dean, anyway." Dawn grinned. "So what difference does it make?"
Buffy set the remote down on the coffee table and stood up to stretch. "The point is, I know what it's like to wake up in a coffin, and-" She tilted her head. "Okay, sure, the slayer strength helped a lot, but it's not like she was trapped under six feet of earth, too. She can use a shotgun, but she can't kick her way out of an old wooden box?"
"You mean you noticed that?" Dawn teased. "You know, your eyes glaze over when Dean's on tv. I don't think you ever looked at Riley like that."
"It's just a show." Buffy retorted. "It's not like Dean Winchester's going to show up at my door, asking for help with vampires." She stood perfectly still, her gaze shifting toward the front door.
Dawn giggled. "You're pathetic."
"Hey! It worked for Willow sometimes. She'd be all, 'I wish Buffy was here.' and I'd show up."
"You do know that Dean Winchester isn't real, right?" Buffy's sister smirked.
Buffy grabbed a cushion from the couch and flung it at Dawn. "Shut up."