Spoilers for Buffy 7x21 End of Days (yes I have seen the episode)

Rating Pg

Dawns POV Written in about 15 minutes.

Unedited other than rereading and spl/grammar check

Overprotected

By Falcon-Rider (falcon_rider@hotmail.com)

I watch Xander from the corner of my eye.  Once I had maneuvered the car to the side of the road I managed to slip him into the passenger's seat.

My knuckles are now white against the black of the steering wheel. I knew what was going to happen, I'm not dumb.

Sides, Mom had told me Buffy was going to do something, or rather not do something.

'Buffy won't choose you,' she had told me.

Or it had told me.

I'm not so sure that it was the First talking anymore.

She was right though, whatever it was.

All Buffy wanted me to be was 'safe' and 'sound'. Away from all the hurt and pain.

Buffy is extremely overprotective, I'm not a little girl anymore; I can take care of myself.

Sides, even if I wanted to I could never get away from the hurt and pain, why can't she see that?

I dodge a rabbit that was in the center of the road, nearly heading the car into the woods as I do so.

I let out the breath I had been holding once the car's straightened out again.

Follow the center line, staying one third the way over from the yellow line from your vantage point.' I think as my hands shake slightly.

I don't even have my driver's license yet.

I risk a glance at Xander. It had been necessary, shocking him. I was needed and I couldn't let anyone get in my way.

I may not be special in the way Buffy or Faith is.

Or even like the potentials.

But I am, or will be, needed.

And I'm not stupid.

 I know people are going to die and I don't want to sit on the side lines and wait for the news.

I'm not going to sit out and wait for the people I love to die.

I push the accelerator; I have to get back to Sunnydale before Xander wakes up.

I laugh out load realizing I don't even know how long I had been knocked out.

Stupid Xander and his chloroform.

How the Hell did he even know what it was?

Oh yah, Willow must have told him.

Oh well, I think staring out into the dark night. I can feel the cold weight of the tazer on my thigh. 'I have the time.'

Fin

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