I could feel it, we were close. Racks energy was becoming stronger. I had
never actually been to Rack, but I had heard of him, and I knew how to find
him. I looked back and forth, trying to decide which way to turn. But
then there came the scream, Dawn's scream. Buffy looked at me and I her
before we broke into a run in the direction of the commotion.
When we reached the scene, I saw a car that I didn't recognize, a weird purplish demon with long arms, and Dawn huddled up against a pillar. Buffy ran to the demon as I ran to Dawn's side. She was clutching her left arm, moaning in pain. I tried to move the hand that was holding her injured arm but she just cried out, not allowing me to see.
"It's okay, Nibblet. You're gonna be okay. Please let me see."
"No. OW! Spike, it hurts," she cried to me.
'Dammit!' I thought, 'when I see her, I'm gonna kill that bloody wicca!"
I looked down and saw that her fingers were terribly swollen. I was sure her arm was broken, but I didn't want to say anything to startle her.
I could hear the slayer fighting in the background, but I knew Buffy could hold her own. She had proved that to me last night. But I stayed beside the littlest Summers, attempting to coax her into letting me look at her arm. I touched it softly but she just cried out again.
"No, no!"
"Dawn!"
Buffy ran to be by her side and I quickly moved so that she could kneel by the injured arm.
"What happened? Are you okay?"
"Uh, he was after Willow," Dawn moaned in response, "She made the car drive."
Like me, Buffy attempted to look at her sister's arm.
"Don't! No don't!'
"I need to see, okay. Let me see you arm."
As Buffy moved her hand to the injury, Dawn clenched her jaw and tears fell furiously from her eyes. I took her hand in my own and let her squeeze down on it. I hated so much to see her like this. She looked so small. Suddenly, Willow ran up, crying as well.
"Dawn? Oh god, there's blood."
Buffy ignored the girl and looked at me only.
"Okay, we need to get her to a doctor," Buffy instructed. I nodded and the slayer and I helped Dawn up. Her clothes were sodden and her face tear- streaked. I held her healthy arm as we lead her from the column.
Willow came running up behind us. "Is she okay? Is she okay?" She insisted from us answers she didn't deserve. All I could think of was how much I'd like to ring her neck at that moment.
"Back off, Will. I got her," Buffy told the sniveling witch.
I could feel the girl's eyes from behind and I heard her moaning, "No, Dawnie!"
"I mean it," Buffy instructed, hatred in her words, "stay away from her."
Willow ignored the slayer's commands, running in front of us.
"Dawnie! Dawnie, I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry, it was an accident! I didn't see, I'm so, so sorry," Willow sobbed to the girl who only glared angrily at her. I myself tried not to look at the girl, for fear I might drop Dawn and kill her. But Dawn got there first, she slapped the unsuspecting Wicca right across the face.
"Dawnie! Dawnie, don't!" She commanded as we continued to walk away, "Dawnie, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." at that point she fell to the ground, crying. Feeling sorry for herself. I would have loved to give her a piece of my mind, but I had so many things to say that I couldn't pick one. I just clenched my jaw angrily.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry..." she panted. Finally, Buffy stopped. I couldn't imagine why, considering how I felt about the situation, I was surprised Buffy didn't have bloody smoke coming out of her ears. She looked into my eyes and I nodded. Dawn looked up at me and I tried to smile reasurringly. As the Bit and I walked away from the tragic scene, all I could hear were the muffled cries of the fallen witch.
When we reached the scene, I saw a car that I didn't recognize, a weird purplish demon with long arms, and Dawn huddled up against a pillar. Buffy ran to the demon as I ran to Dawn's side. She was clutching her left arm, moaning in pain. I tried to move the hand that was holding her injured arm but she just cried out, not allowing me to see.
"It's okay, Nibblet. You're gonna be okay. Please let me see."
"No. OW! Spike, it hurts," she cried to me.
'Dammit!' I thought, 'when I see her, I'm gonna kill that bloody wicca!"
I looked down and saw that her fingers were terribly swollen. I was sure her arm was broken, but I didn't want to say anything to startle her.
I could hear the slayer fighting in the background, but I knew Buffy could hold her own. She had proved that to me last night. But I stayed beside the littlest Summers, attempting to coax her into letting me look at her arm. I touched it softly but she just cried out again.
"No, no!"
"Dawn!"
Buffy ran to be by her side and I quickly moved so that she could kneel by the injured arm.
"What happened? Are you okay?"
"Uh, he was after Willow," Dawn moaned in response, "She made the car drive."
Like me, Buffy attempted to look at her sister's arm.
"Don't! No don't!'
"I need to see, okay. Let me see you arm."
As Buffy moved her hand to the injury, Dawn clenched her jaw and tears fell furiously from her eyes. I took her hand in my own and let her squeeze down on it. I hated so much to see her like this. She looked so small. Suddenly, Willow ran up, crying as well.
"Dawn? Oh god, there's blood."
Buffy ignored the girl and looked at me only.
"Okay, we need to get her to a doctor," Buffy instructed. I nodded and the slayer and I helped Dawn up. Her clothes were sodden and her face tear- streaked. I held her healthy arm as we lead her from the column.
Willow came running up behind us. "Is she okay? Is she okay?" She insisted from us answers she didn't deserve. All I could think of was how much I'd like to ring her neck at that moment.
"Back off, Will. I got her," Buffy told the sniveling witch.
I could feel the girl's eyes from behind and I heard her moaning, "No, Dawnie!"
"I mean it," Buffy instructed, hatred in her words, "stay away from her."
Willow ignored the slayer's commands, running in front of us.
"Dawnie! Dawnie, I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry, it was an accident! I didn't see, I'm so, so sorry," Willow sobbed to the girl who only glared angrily at her. I myself tried not to look at the girl, for fear I might drop Dawn and kill her. But Dawn got there first, she slapped the unsuspecting Wicca right across the face.
"Dawnie! Dawnie, don't!" She commanded as we continued to walk away, "Dawnie, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." at that point she fell to the ground, crying. Feeling sorry for herself. I would have loved to give her a piece of my mind, but I had so many things to say that I couldn't pick one. I just clenched my jaw angrily.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry..." she panted. Finally, Buffy stopped. I couldn't imagine why, considering how I felt about the situation, I was surprised Buffy didn't have bloody smoke coming out of her ears. She looked into my eyes and I nodded. Dawn looked up at me and I tried to smile reasurringly. As the Bit and I walked away from the tragic scene, all I could hear were the muffled cries of the fallen witch.
