Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy or Dawn or Spike.

Dawn hated being left out of many of the activities that her sister and her sister's friends got to do. The only person that she knew that she could count on was Spike, but she hesitated hang around him because of the dreams that she'd been having lately. She like the nickname that he had given her which was nibblet, it was cute in a weird sort of way. Her sister and her sister's friends were into the research that they were doing and didn't really care what she did. Dawn earned a small allowance from Buffy and Giles for staying out the group's way. She had been saving up to buy something special for herself and she finally had enough to get it done. Dawn went to the store for the beginning of her self makeover project. She picked out a leather jacket, a new outfit consisting of: a short black skirt with black knee-high boots and blood red tube top. As for her hair, she got it cut into a very sexy style as well as having some makeup done.

She changed into the things that she had purchased and headed to the one place she could always find some comfort. It was the middle of the day and Spike would be resting because the sun was out. Dawn opened the door to his crypt and sure enough he was inside. She shut the door to Spike's crypt and heard him call out a hello.

"It's not Buffy, it's me Dawn," she said gently.

"Pull up a seat, nibblet. I was watching some bloody wanker on the television," he said from the other room. She turned off it off as Spike came into the room.

"What's wrong, your sister ignoring…," he said and paused as soon as he caught sight of Dawn. "What's with the get-up, nibblet?" he asked sounding concerning. Dawn came over to him and smiled up at him.

"I'm here because I'm tired of ignoring what I want," she said.

"What does the bloody hell does it have to do with me?" he asked.

"Spike, it has everything to do with you. You are the man that I want," she said shoving him against the wall of his crypt and placed a kiss on his lips.

Pulling back from the kiss, he spoke, "Your sister will stake me."

"Not if you, don't tell her. She told me to get lost for the rest of the day. So are you going to take me here and now, or not," she replied.

"Dawn, listen I can't do that. You're an innocent," he said making another excuse.

"No I'm not, but everyone thinks that I am," she said looking up at him. Dawn placed her hands on the waistband of his jeans and unbuttoned them.

"Dawn, I don't know if this is…," he was cut off by her kneeling down and taking him into her mouth. "Oh bloody hell nibblet, I…," he said groaning. She removed him from her mouth and stood up.

"Was that enough to convince you, Spike? You can do whatever you like, just bite me in a invisible spot," she said slyly to him.

"You're a tough crowd nibblet, I promise not to hurt you too much," he said picking her up into his arms. He carried her into the bedroom and they spent the entire day in there.