A/N: This story has been tweaked to update the story to current events in Smallville. I promise to maintain the story from now on. My muse was very cross that it took this long to figure out where I was going with this. The story belonged to my flatmate at first. Every chapter minus chapter 6 were written by her first and then retooled by me in the last twenty-four hours to fit with my sixth chapter. From here on this is mine and I pray that you all love it. Please review!
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy or Smallville or DC comics.
Paris Anyone?
The sound of an alarm clock pierced the morning silence. Dawn Summers woke with a start. What had happened the night before? Everything felt like a blur. She tried burying herself in her pillow but realized that the pillow under her head wasn't hers. Sitting up in bed she stared around at the room. How had she gotten here? She wasn't hung over so she could check off drunken one night stand as an option. Where had she been? Paris that's right, she had been sent to France to find a slayer. She remembered finding the girl and putting her on a train to the London branch of the Council. What had happened after that? Her thoughts were disrupted by the sound of a sweet voice coming from the next room.
'Hey honey you're not going to sleep the whole morning away are you?' A petit brunette with a million watt smile walked into the room. Dawn was lost why was the girl calling her honey and why was she just wearing an oversized oxford shirt and underwear. 'Come on sleepy head we were going to go see the Louvre today remember.' The brunette kissed Dawn on the head and walked out of the room. 'Breakfast is almost ready.'
What in the name of the goddess was going on? Dawn stumbled out of bed and grabbed up her cloths form the floor. What on earth did I do to wind up in some gorgeous woman's bed? Dawn wondered as she got dressed. She was in the process of buttoning up her shirt when she found the golden ring on her left hand. 'Oh crap' she exclaimed. The young woman darted from the room and nearly rammed into her apparent bed mate. 'What did we do last night?'
Lana's body went numb. She vaguely registered the plate she had been holding shatter on the floor. This couldn't be happening to her. Not after all the crap she had to put up with back in Smallville. Certainly the fates were not that cruel. 'Don't you remember?' She questioned desperately hoping that this was some sort of sick joke.
The brunette opposite her didn't act like this was a joke and simply shook her head no. 'This can't be happening to me.' Lana screamed as she paced back and forth across the room. 'Everything was perfect' she mumbled. Dawn had seemed like such a wonderful girl that Lana almost completely forgot idiot Clark Kent and his stupid trust issues. Lana could have understood if this had been some sort of drunken mistake but they had been dating for nearly two months now. Ever since that day they ran into each other at the train station.
The day had been picturesque and Lana was loving life. She loved Paris and while it still held painful memories of Jason she felt at home here. The train had just arrived from London and she had stumbled over a pretty brunette. The girl had been carrying a cup of coffee which was all over her shirt. Lana couldn't apologize enough and insisted that she take her to a cafe and buy her another cup. They sat for hours talking and enjoying each other's company. Dawn it turned out had just gotten out of a bad relationship at Berkeley and was staying in Paris for a while on leave from her internship. Lana confided her reasons for leaving the heartland behind and the two became very close. They both loved history and art and while Lana wasn't as knowledgeable in the scientific stuff as Dawn she found that she loved listening to the woman speak no matter what the topic. They quickly learned that they were attracted to each other over dinner when Dawn had made a comment about how pretty Lana's eyes were. The next few months went by like a flash as they scoured the city and Dawn taught her everything she knew about Paris and its history. Lana had never felt so strong for another person in her life and agreed that she wanted to stay with Dawn for the rest of her life. Sure the romance was a whirlwind but the wedding band on her finger just felt right. Now her world was crashing down around her.
Dawn felt like dirt. The girl in front of her was clearly hurt and confused. Dawn wished she could remember her but all she had was a blank. Could someone have put a spell on her? It was certainly possible, but what was altered her memory or her sudden change in orientation. Sure she had thought about being with a woman before it was hard not to when one of the most important people in your life is a lesbian. On top of that it wasn't like she had much luck with men. Her first kiss had been with a vampire and then she had dated that thrice-wise back at Berkeley. Even then Kenny was not that masculine. 'Kenny!' Dawn nearly screamed. 'He must have done this that butt wipe of a Wicca.'
Lana paused in her self-destructive pacing to look over at her wife. 'You mean that guy you dumped back at Berkeley.' Lana wasn't sure what his religious beliefs had to do with their predicament but was glad to be moving on form the denial phase. 'What could he have done?'
Dawn paused and looked at the sweet brunette. She doesn't know about my real job, Dawn realized trying to find a way to break it to her. 'I didn't tell you about being Wicca did I.' Dawn continued after receiving a curt nod. 'Ok well where to start.' Spotting the dishes and food on the floor Dawn settled for a more practical demonstration. Holding a hand out she muttered a low incantation and the plate and greasy sausage instantly flew up from the floor and settled in her hand. Dawn sat the plate down on the table and braced herself for the yelling and the big D word.
The response she received was not what she expected. 'That's so cool.' Lana said with a smile. 'You didn't tell me you had powers. I mean I understand that you might have been afraid of me freaking out but trust me I rein form Smallville the freak capital of the world. I pretty much got over the fear factor when my cousin got possessed by this girl form our high school and tried to seduce me.' Lana seemed so at ease that Dawn nearly fainted. She was used to people trying to rationalize away any strange events they witnessed. It must have been destiny that they met. That is if Dawn believed in destiny. As it was Dawn started to see why she could be attracted to her. 'Oh my god does that mean that your ex has powers too is that how he took your memory?'
'Don't worry Kenny is a low level magic user. He would have needed to borrow the power from somewhere and if he did he is most likely dead right now.' Dawn hoped this would alleviate the girls concerns somewhat. 'How about we start over? I'm Dawn.' She said offering the girl her hand.
Lana wasn't happy. She didn't want to start over. She wanted the girl she married back. 'It's kind of late to start over I mean we did have the post marital sex and everything.' She said biting her lip.
'That's great I lose my virginity and I can't even remember it.' Dawn fumed ever more determined to get back at Kenny.
'Wait you never told me that you were a virgin.' Lana was surprised that Dawn had been so willing the night before knowing that she had never had sex.
'I'm not surprised I mean you're absolutely gorgeous so I probably freaked and assumed that you had already done it and would probably make fun of me for being all pure and everything.' Dawn wasn't sure why she felt so nervous around the girl.
'Oh honey.' Lana enveloped the other woman in her arms. 'I would never make fun of you. Trust me I wish I could have given you the same wonderful gift that you gave to me.' Lana stroked her wife's hair and kissed the lobe of her ear. 'I love you Dawn, I know that I will always love you more than anything in the world.'
'I know that I must feel the same way.' Dawn said. She did and she knew it. 'I just wish I could remember.' Dawn broke down and cried. She felt more lost than she had when both her mom and her sister had died because what her soul longed for was right in front of her.
Lana kissed her forehead and managed to half carry Dawn back to the bed room. Laying her wife down she curled up with her in bed and let her cry. Dawn cried for more than an hour but Lana didn't care. This is what you were supposed to do for your spouse. Care for them and take away all of the pain and suffering. The California girl fell asleep after a while and Lana just lay there stroking her back to the rhythmic pattern of her heart beat. there was no doubt in Lana's mind as she finally fell to sleep that she truly loved Dawn and warlocks be damned if anyone tried to hurt her.