Description: Buffy, Spike, Dawn and the rest of the scoobs are perfectly
happy. But when Angelus and Drusilla kidnap Dawn as a ploy to get rid of
Spike all hell brakes loose. Buffy's forced to choose between family and
her soulmate.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Joss owns everything, along with Mutant Enemy and whoever else is involved. I plead with the forces that be everyday, but i still got nuttin, lol.
Distribution: I don't really care if you take it; just make sure you give me credit. It took me a long time to come up with this.
Spoilers: Post "Gift", and since I have yet to see season 6, I don't know if there are any spoilers.
It was late Thursday night, well actually Friday morning, and Dawn Summers was returning home after a long night of partying at the Bronze. She snuck in the house glancing at the clock. '12:40! Buffy'll kill me.' She threw her coat on the table and shut the door, quietly locking it. "Why can't my curfew be any later? I mean 11:30, come on. Who goes home that early?" She whispered aloud to no one but herself.
"Apparently not you." Buffy's voice came from the living room; Dawn stopped dead in her tracks. She turned looking into the room. Buffy sat there on the couch in her PJs, her feet propped up on the coffee table. She quickly got up off the couch and walked over to Dawn who was positioned on the second step. "Where were you?"
"At the Bronze," Dawn said, her voice shaking. "Can I have a later curfew?"
"Well for one thing," Buffy began grabbing Dawn's arm and pulling her into the living room. She sat her down on the couch and stood in front of her, hands on hips. "no!"
"Why not? You get to go out whenever YOU want." Dawn cried angrily. "Come on Buffy, I'm almost 16! I had to leave wheneve all my friends were still there partying."
"Dawn you know the only reason that I go out is for patrol. And that brings me to number 2. You're my sister. I don't want you out on the streets this late." Buffy shot back, almost losing her temper. 'Calm yourself, Buff.' She told herself mentally.
"What's that got to do with anything?" Dawn asked annoyed.
"Dawn," Buffy whined, "being the Slayer's kid sister is even more dangerous than being the Slayer. Every vamp and demon in Sunnydale will be out looking for you. And you don't know how to fight them. They'll come after you to get back at me for what I've done to them." Buffy was almost shouting, and her voice echoed through the empty house.
"Uh.not every vamp." Spike said.
"Dawn head turned quickly. "Spike!" she exclaimed, surprised to see the vampire standing there. She jumped up off the couch and ran to him. "What are you doing here?" she asked excitedly. She wrapped her arms around his waist giving him a tight squeeze.
Spike looked down at Dawn and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, kissing the top of her head lightly. "You can always count on me to protect the Niblet here."
"Thanks Spike." Dawn said with a giggle. "See Buffy, I've got tons of people looking out for me. There's you, Spike, Giles, Xander, Anya."
"The Wiccas," Spike said, joining Dawn in her plea.
"Spike." Buffy said sternly crossing her arms over her chest. "You're not helping."
"He's helping me. Spike and I are a team."
"Yeah," Spike added.
Buffy looked at the picture in front of her. Dawn, her body pressed tight against Spike's, her hair cascading down past her shoulders, was wearing a pair of tight fitting jeans and a sparkly tank top. 'That's my shirt!' And Spike, he looked so cute standing there in his baggy, black sweatpants and clingy black shirt. He stood over Dawn one hand stroking her hair ever so slightly. 'This is as close to a normal life as I'm ever gonna get.' Buffy thought, a tiny smile spreading across her face.
"Is that a possible 'yes' I see?" Dawn asked hopefully.
"Fine," Buffy sighed, "you can have a later curfew."
"Really? That's so totally awesome, Buffy. What time? 1:00?"
"Mmm.I was thinking more like midnight." Buffy said with a small giggle.
"The smile quickly faded from Dawn's face. "Buffy!" she whined.
"No whining," Buffy said. "Now get to bed. You've got to get up early tomorrow."
Dawn huffed, stomped her foot and stormed out of the room. She made a clear stomp on every step, and slammed her door at the top.
Buffy let herself fall backwards onto the couch, sighing. "That girl's gonna drive me insane!" she said, rubbing her forehead.
"She's a teenager," Spike said calmly, taking the seat next to her. "She'll drive everyone crazy, including herself." He wrapped his arm around Buffy's waist and began kissing her neck.
She let a small sigh escape her lips, feeling the soft touch of Spike's lips. He reached his arm around her and settled it on her shoulder. He began to rub small circles with his palm.
"Oh God Spike," Buffy sighed quietly. She turned so she was almost sitting on his lap. "You know how much I hate you?" she joked.
"How...much?" Spike asked between kisses.
"A whole bunch. Almost as much as chocolate pudding...or cheesecake...or Saturday morning cartoons."
Spike stopped his attack and looked at her, one eyebrow raised. "Saturday morning cartoons?"
She smiled sheepishly and reluctantly pulled herself off the couch. She raced over to the steps, she stepped up the first three before stopping and shooting a mischevious grin at Spike. She continued up the steps, taking them two at a time.
~*~
Dawn was lying in bed when she heard Buffy come upstairs. She went straight to her room, stopping nowhere. Dawn listened for Spike but there was nothing. 'Guess he's sleeping on the couch.' She thought. Spike had stayed with them even before Buffy had come back. He was the one who had taken care of Dawn. There was the occasional night where he would stay at his crypt, but other than that he had pretty much moved in. She knew there was something going on between them; they weren't 'just friends'. But she didn't know how to tell them that she knew.
A short while later, Dawn heard another pair of footsteps coming down the hall, followed by the sound of a door opening and closing. On the other side were muffled voices, Dawn couldn't make out the words. She rolled over and snuggling up with one of her stuffed animals. 'Great! Another night's sleep lost because of Buffy the Horny Vampire Layer.' She laughed to herself and slipped her headphones over her ears. She finally drifted off listening to the sounds of BBMak.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Joss owns everything, along with Mutant Enemy and whoever else is involved. I plead with the forces that be everyday, but i still got nuttin, lol.
Distribution: I don't really care if you take it; just make sure you give me credit. It took me a long time to come up with this.
Spoilers: Post "Gift", and since I have yet to see season 6, I don't know if there are any spoilers.
It was late Thursday night, well actually Friday morning, and Dawn Summers was returning home after a long night of partying at the Bronze. She snuck in the house glancing at the clock. '12:40! Buffy'll kill me.' She threw her coat on the table and shut the door, quietly locking it. "Why can't my curfew be any later? I mean 11:30, come on. Who goes home that early?" She whispered aloud to no one but herself.
"Apparently not you." Buffy's voice came from the living room; Dawn stopped dead in her tracks. She turned looking into the room. Buffy sat there on the couch in her PJs, her feet propped up on the coffee table. She quickly got up off the couch and walked over to Dawn who was positioned on the second step. "Where were you?"
"At the Bronze," Dawn said, her voice shaking. "Can I have a later curfew?"
"Well for one thing," Buffy began grabbing Dawn's arm and pulling her into the living room. She sat her down on the couch and stood in front of her, hands on hips. "no!"
"Why not? You get to go out whenever YOU want." Dawn cried angrily. "Come on Buffy, I'm almost 16! I had to leave wheneve all my friends were still there partying."
"Dawn you know the only reason that I go out is for patrol. And that brings me to number 2. You're my sister. I don't want you out on the streets this late." Buffy shot back, almost losing her temper. 'Calm yourself, Buff.' She told herself mentally.
"What's that got to do with anything?" Dawn asked annoyed.
"Dawn," Buffy whined, "being the Slayer's kid sister is even more dangerous than being the Slayer. Every vamp and demon in Sunnydale will be out looking for you. And you don't know how to fight them. They'll come after you to get back at me for what I've done to them." Buffy was almost shouting, and her voice echoed through the empty house.
"Uh.not every vamp." Spike said.
"Dawn head turned quickly. "Spike!" she exclaimed, surprised to see the vampire standing there. She jumped up off the couch and ran to him. "What are you doing here?" she asked excitedly. She wrapped her arms around his waist giving him a tight squeeze.
Spike looked down at Dawn and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, kissing the top of her head lightly. "You can always count on me to protect the Niblet here."
"Thanks Spike." Dawn said with a giggle. "See Buffy, I've got tons of people looking out for me. There's you, Spike, Giles, Xander, Anya."
"The Wiccas," Spike said, joining Dawn in her plea.
"Spike." Buffy said sternly crossing her arms over her chest. "You're not helping."
"He's helping me. Spike and I are a team."
"Yeah," Spike added.
Buffy looked at the picture in front of her. Dawn, her body pressed tight against Spike's, her hair cascading down past her shoulders, was wearing a pair of tight fitting jeans and a sparkly tank top. 'That's my shirt!' And Spike, he looked so cute standing there in his baggy, black sweatpants and clingy black shirt. He stood over Dawn one hand stroking her hair ever so slightly. 'This is as close to a normal life as I'm ever gonna get.' Buffy thought, a tiny smile spreading across her face.
"Is that a possible 'yes' I see?" Dawn asked hopefully.
"Fine," Buffy sighed, "you can have a later curfew."
"Really? That's so totally awesome, Buffy. What time? 1:00?"
"Mmm.I was thinking more like midnight." Buffy said with a small giggle.
"The smile quickly faded from Dawn's face. "Buffy!" she whined.
"No whining," Buffy said. "Now get to bed. You've got to get up early tomorrow."
Dawn huffed, stomped her foot and stormed out of the room. She made a clear stomp on every step, and slammed her door at the top.
Buffy let herself fall backwards onto the couch, sighing. "That girl's gonna drive me insane!" she said, rubbing her forehead.
"She's a teenager," Spike said calmly, taking the seat next to her. "She'll drive everyone crazy, including herself." He wrapped his arm around Buffy's waist and began kissing her neck.
She let a small sigh escape her lips, feeling the soft touch of Spike's lips. He reached his arm around her and settled it on her shoulder. He began to rub small circles with his palm.
"Oh God Spike," Buffy sighed quietly. She turned so she was almost sitting on his lap. "You know how much I hate you?" she joked.
"How...much?" Spike asked between kisses.
"A whole bunch. Almost as much as chocolate pudding...or cheesecake...or Saturday morning cartoons."
Spike stopped his attack and looked at her, one eyebrow raised. "Saturday morning cartoons?"
She smiled sheepishly and reluctantly pulled herself off the couch. She raced over to the steps, she stepped up the first three before stopping and shooting a mischevious grin at Spike. She continued up the steps, taking them two at a time.
~*~
Dawn was lying in bed when she heard Buffy come upstairs. She went straight to her room, stopping nowhere. Dawn listened for Spike but there was nothing. 'Guess he's sleeping on the couch.' She thought. Spike had stayed with them even before Buffy had come back. He was the one who had taken care of Dawn. There was the occasional night where he would stay at his crypt, but other than that he had pretty much moved in. She knew there was something going on between them; they weren't 'just friends'. But she didn't know how to tell them that she knew.
A short while later, Dawn heard another pair of footsteps coming down the hall, followed by the sound of a door opening and closing. On the other side were muffled voices, Dawn couldn't make out the words. She rolled over and snuggling up with one of her stuffed animals. 'Great! Another night's sleep lost because of Buffy the Horny Vampire Layer.' She laughed to herself and slipped her headphones over her ears. She finally drifted off listening to the sounds of BBMak.