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Spoilers: Up through the end of Season 6 on Buffy.
Rating: PG for now
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Author's Note- ~words in these are thoughts~
A/N2- Taakes place about 6 years after season six, with Dawn as a college sophmore.

"What movie should we watch first?" Dawn asked the group of friends gathered around her in her Boston College dorm room. "Titanic!" the girls screamed. "No," Jeff yelled over them, "We should watch 'The Fast and The Furious' first. You girls will be all sad and crying after Titanic, so we should watch that last." "What About Interview With a Vampire?" Melanie piped up. Dawn involuntarily shuddered.
She had attempted to get rid of everything that had to do with vampires and the hellmouth ever since she had come to Boston last year for college. Buffy had convinced the Watcher's Council that since she had lived so long, she sould be being paid for slaying, and had saved up all that money to send Dawn to college as far away from SunnyDale as possible.
Keith, Dawn's best friend, noticed her shuddering, and, although he had no idea why she was acting the way she was, quickly covered for her before anyone noticed. "Let's just watch Titantic," he said turning to the guys,"If we don't, they'll whine through all of Fast and Furious, and we won't be able to devote our full concentration to the hot cars." Everyone laughed as Dawn popped in Titanic.

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As people ran through the boat, trying not to drown, Keith leaned over to Dawn. "Wanna go for a walk?" he whispered. She nodded, and the both stood up. "We'll be back in a little while," she told everyone, and they walked out of her room.
"Where do you wanna go?" she asked. "Oh, just down the street." They walked, just making small talk for a while when Keith brought up the subject they were both dreading. "What was with the flinching when Melanie suggested Interview With a Vampire?" "What flinching?" don't tried to act innocent and cover up the fact that she had just flinched again. "Come on Dawnie, I'm not that dumb" he replied. "I know," she said, "It's just-" "What? Why are you looking past me like that?"
Dawn was staring at a face that she hadn't seen in 6 years, a face, that along with the body had left, without even saying goodbye. A face whose duster she still had in a box in the back of her closet in her dorm room.

"Spike?" she whispered incredulously.