Looking at the wrong girl
After reading all this cool fiction I decided write my own, the idea came to me as if in a dream though I was awake on the computer. I don't know if it's been dun before but in my one Xander is a turtle. (Just kidding)
This is my first fan fic so try not to be too harsh.
I don't own anything except the story; the characters are all creations in Joss Whedon's head.
It's set before season 6 while Buffy's still dead and everyone is totally grieving. I don't know where this stories going to go but if anyone reads & reviews give me ideas.
Dawn sat at home with only the Buffybot to keep her company. It was already dark. She shivered but didn't move to fetch a jacket. Sitting there leaning against the Buffybot, Dawn could pretend Buffy was really back, that she'd never left. For just one moment.. But then she would remember. Sure it looked like her, and spoke like her and tried as hard as she to could to be a sister Dawn but she wasn't. No one could ever replace Buffy. Buffy was special, she was the slayer and she was her sister. The monks had made Dawn out of her and now it just felt like a part of her was missing. She had never felt that close to anyone. What with her mum and sister gone Dawn didn't feel like she had anyone. Sure Willow and Tara were great and she loved them but they weren't family and could never be.
She heard a noise by the door and jumped up listening to see if it sounded at all demonic. She was about to grab for the phone to call Spike when a key turned in the lock and Tara came through the door.
"Couldn't find my key sorry, did I freak you out Dawnie?" Tara asked Dawn who was looking a little pale.
"No, no I'm fine just watching a scary movie" Dawn lied. 'Do you want to watch a different one with me? Maybe a comedy?' I could do with something to cheer me up, Dawn thought getting up energetically and moving towards the television.
'I would love to sweetie,' Tara said sticking her head around the door. 'But I'm just going upstairs to grab a spell book Giles needs. I'm sorry Dawnie, maybe another time. Ok?'
Tara smiled at her and went up to the room her and Willow had lived in since Buffy had died. With Tara out of earshot Dawn sat back down again and sighed sadly.
'Sure whatever,' she replied almost in a whisper as she looked over at the buffybot.
The next day
Dawn returned back from school to find Spike waiting under a shady tree, in the bright Californian sunlight muttering to him self covered with a blanket slowly singeing. Dawn smiled and unlocked the door. She was glad to see him, her day had been so dull and predictable as usual, nothing seemed to excite her. Except for him.
" Spike, do you want to come in?" Dawn shouted to him. Spike turned his head in relieve saw her and rushed to the door.
"Thanks niblet if I'd been out there any longer you would be cleaning up a pile of bleeding dust!" Spike said gratefully.
" Not that I'm not pleased to see you but do you usual go for a walk in the middle of the day?"
Dawn smiled at him. She had grown closer to him every day since Buffy's death. She remembered how her feelings for him had changed over the months. She recalled how she had felt for him after he had helped her break into the magic box. He claimed it was only to steal stuff but knew he had been doing it to take care of her. She knew it was because he thought she was just a kid but it still meant something to her. After that she began to have feelings for him. He has cool hair and wears cool clothes what else would a girl want!
Spike smiled back. 'Came to see you actually niblet. But you have this habit of locking the door. Xander came to see me told me there's some Scooby work and you needed someone to look after you so here I am. So.um.popcorn?'
'Sure' Dawn replied and headed to the kitchen.
Spike and Dawn sat in front of the new comedy film with a dancing monkey and a talking guinea pig Spike had swiped from the video store.
'That is just SO not realistic.' Dawn said unimpressed with the B movie.
'What were you expecting?' Spike said. 'The cover has the two main characters, Bananas and Wilma wearing red baseball caps. Were you looking for something more intellectually stimulating?' Spike questioned her looking slightly bemused. 'Maybe I'll nick something better next time, with vampires?' Dawn turned her head and looked at Spike disapprovingly. Spike saw her and quickly recovered. ' I mean the next time I buy one.'
Dawn smiled to herself. She had been stealing things for a while too but she didn't want Spike to know. If he did he would tell the others and she just couldn't be bothered with an argument and she guessed they couldn't be bothered with her and her problems either.
'Do you want a drink?' Spike said as he stood up. 'I'm just going to get one.'
'Sure that popcorn's made me thirsty. Um.Spike, I don't think we have any beer, Willow and Tara aren't big drinkers.'
Spike turned his head to look at her, ' I didn't mean beer.'
As Spike returned with Dawn's hot chocolate and a cup of blood for himself Dawn looked into the cups and saw the blood.
'No matter how many times I see you drinking blood it's still gross!' she said as she turned back to the TV and began flicking through the channels.
'What are you looking for?' he asked.
'Oh, I just remembered I saw an ad for this show I used to watch when I was like 7. Well. I remember watching this show. Buffy and I used to sit and watch it all the time. It was my favourite show.' Dawn said sadly. Everything had been happier then. Her mum was still alive, so was Buffy and her dad still lived with them. But then everything hadn't been happier then because she hadn't been there, it wasn't real. 'I was just curious to actually see the show and not just remember it.' Dawn nearly whispered sadly.
'Sure Niblet,' Spike said putting his arm around her trying to understand what Dawn had gone through, what she was still going through.
After this typical night of just sitting in front a film Dawn had fell asleep lying on the couch next to him. Spike turned to her about to comment on the soppy music when he saw her. He smiled lovingly at the young girl. He grabbed a blanket from behind him and laid it over him and Dawn. He turned off the TV that was now advertising how great toilet paper could be and sat in the dark looking at Dawn. Since Buffy had died he had grown closer to Dawn. After revealing his love to Buffy he feared he would never have been able to step foot in the summers house again. But Buffy let him back into her life and after her death he had grieved with Dawn. They talked for nights on end about Buffy, Dawn's school, her mum and even the simplest little things like her favourite board game and how she liked chicken and stars when she was ill. Spike had told her things he was too ashamed to of told Buffy and stories from his past. Spike had realised since Buffy's death how Dawn was no longer a little girl, she had suddenly become a young woman. He reminded her so much of Buffy, how her eyes would light up and the same beautiful smile, which lit up the room. Seeing Dawn lying there she looked beautiful with the moonlight shining in from the window onto her face. Although she had grown up a lot Spike noticed when she was sleeping she looked young and naive again as if she didn't have a care in the world. Seeing her lying there asleep, as if it were the most natural thing to do Spike leaned in and kissed her.
I DON'T KNOW IF YOU THINK I'VE RUSHED THIS STORY TOO MUCH IT IS MY FIRST SO READ AND REPLY TO GIVE ME MORE IDEAS! THANX
xx Jones xx
After reading all this cool fiction I decided write my own, the idea came to me as if in a dream though I was awake on the computer. I don't know if it's been dun before but in my one Xander is a turtle. (Just kidding)
This is my first fan fic so try not to be too harsh.
I don't own anything except the story; the characters are all creations in Joss Whedon's head.
It's set before season 6 while Buffy's still dead and everyone is totally grieving. I don't know where this stories going to go but if anyone reads & reviews give me ideas.
Dawn sat at home with only the Buffybot to keep her company. It was already dark. She shivered but didn't move to fetch a jacket. Sitting there leaning against the Buffybot, Dawn could pretend Buffy was really back, that she'd never left. For just one moment.. But then she would remember. Sure it looked like her, and spoke like her and tried as hard as she to could to be a sister Dawn but she wasn't. No one could ever replace Buffy. Buffy was special, she was the slayer and she was her sister. The monks had made Dawn out of her and now it just felt like a part of her was missing. She had never felt that close to anyone. What with her mum and sister gone Dawn didn't feel like she had anyone. Sure Willow and Tara were great and she loved them but they weren't family and could never be.
She heard a noise by the door and jumped up listening to see if it sounded at all demonic. She was about to grab for the phone to call Spike when a key turned in the lock and Tara came through the door.
"Couldn't find my key sorry, did I freak you out Dawnie?" Tara asked Dawn who was looking a little pale.
"No, no I'm fine just watching a scary movie" Dawn lied. 'Do you want to watch a different one with me? Maybe a comedy?' I could do with something to cheer me up, Dawn thought getting up energetically and moving towards the television.
'I would love to sweetie,' Tara said sticking her head around the door. 'But I'm just going upstairs to grab a spell book Giles needs. I'm sorry Dawnie, maybe another time. Ok?'
Tara smiled at her and went up to the room her and Willow had lived in since Buffy had died. With Tara out of earshot Dawn sat back down again and sighed sadly.
'Sure whatever,' she replied almost in a whisper as she looked over at the buffybot.
The next day
Dawn returned back from school to find Spike waiting under a shady tree, in the bright Californian sunlight muttering to him self covered with a blanket slowly singeing. Dawn smiled and unlocked the door. She was glad to see him, her day had been so dull and predictable as usual, nothing seemed to excite her. Except for him.
" Spike, do you want to come in?" Dawn shouted to him. Spike turned his head in relieve saw her and rushed to the door.
"Thanks niblet if I'd been out there any longer you would be cleaning up a pile of bleeding dust!" Spike said gratefully.
" Not that I'm not pleased to see you but do you usual go for a walk in the middle of the day?"
Dawn smiled at him. She had grown closer to him every day since Buffy's death. She remembered how her feelings for him had changed over the months. She recalled how she had felt for him after he had helped her break into the magic box. He claimed it was only to steal stuff but knew he had been doing it to take care of her. She knew it was because he thought she was just a kid but it still meant something to her. After that she began to have feelings for him. He has cool hair and wears cool clothes what else would a girl want!
Spike smiled back. 'Came to see you actually niblet. But you have this habit of locking the door. Xander came to see me told me there's some Scooby work and you needed someone to look after you so here I am. So.um.popcorn?'
'Sure' Dawn replied and headed to the kitchen.
Spike and Dawn sat in front of the new comedy film with a dancing monkey and a talking guinea pig Spike had swiped from the video store.
'That is just SO not realistic.' Dawn said unimpressed with the B movie.
'What were you expecting?' Spike said. 'The cover has the two main characters, Bananas and Wilma wearing red baseball caps. Were you looking for something more intellectually stimulating?' Spike questioned her looking slightly bemused. 'Maybe I'll nick something better next time, with vampires?' Dawn turned her head and looked at Spike disapprovingly. Spike saw her and quickly recovered. ' I mean the next time I buy one.'
Dawn smiled to herself. She had been stealing things for a while too but she didn't want Spike to know. If he did he would tell the others and she just couldn't be bothered with an argument and she guessed they couldn't be bothered with her and her problems either.
'Do you want a drink?' Spike said as he stood up. 'I'm just going to get one.'
'Sure that popcorn's made me thirsty. Um.Spike, I don't think we have any beer, Willow and Tara aren't big drinkers.'
Spike turned his head to look at her, ' I didn't mean beer.'
As Spike returned with Dawn's hot chocolate and a cup of blood for himself Dawn looked into the cups and saw the blood.
'No matter how many times I see you drinking blood it's still gross!' she said as she turned back to the TV and began flicking through the channels.
'What are you looking for?' he asked.
'Oh, I just remembered I saw an ad for this show I used to watch when I was like 7. Well. I remember watching this show. Buffy and I used to sit and watch it all the time. It was my favourite show.' Dawn said sadly. Everything had been happier then. Her mum was still alive, so was Buffy and her dad still lived with them. But then everything hadn't been happier then because she hadn't been there, it wasn't real. 'I was just curious to actually see the show and not just remember it.' Dawn nearly whispered sadly.
'Sure Niblet,' Spike said putting his arm around her trying to understand what Dawn had gone through, what she was still going through.
After this typical night of just sitting in front a film Dawn had fell asleep lying on the couch next to him. Spike turned to her about to comment on the soppy music when he saw her. He smiled lovingly at the young girl. He grabbed a blanket from behind him and laid it over him and Dawn. He turned off the TV that was now advertising how great toilet paper could be and sat in the dark looking at Dawn. Since Buffy had died he had grown closer to Dawn. After revealing his love to Buffy he feared he would never have been able to step foot in the summers house again. But Buffy let him back into her life and after her death he had grieved with Dawn. They talked for nights on end about Buffy, Dawn's school, her mum and even the simplest little things like her favourite board game and how she liked chicken and stars when she was ill. Spike had told her things he was too ashamed to of told Buffy and stories from his past. Spike had realised since Buffy's death how Dawn was no longer a little girl, she had suddenly become a young woman. He reminded her so much of Buffy, how her eyes would light up and the same beautiful smile, which lit up the room. Seeing Dawn lying there she looked beautiful with the moonlight shining in from the window onto her face. Although she had grown up a lot Spike noticed when she was sleeping she looked young and naive again as if she didn't have a care in the world. Seeing her lying there asleep, as if it were the most natural thing to do Spike leaned in and kissed her.
I DON'T KNOW IF YOU THINK I'VE RUSHED THIS STORY TOO MUCH IT IS MY FIRST SO READ AND REPLY TO GIVE ME MORE IDEAS! THANX
xx Jones xx