A Kind Of Magic
Part 7
Dawn
Okay - well she hadn't expected that. Mr Towering-Dark-and-Handsome (or Sam apparently) was armed to the teeth and ready to use said arms. Not good in her book, especially when threatening Willow. Lost brownie points all over for that one.
She and Xander managed to get him down though - Xander taking his gun away, while Dawn sat on him, then Xander squashing him while she tied him up and gagged him with various other supplies tucked in various bags. Willow had stopped chanting by now - and the white light they had got used to when Willow was using her deeper magics, was filling the room. Then - the Podunk was there, all 3'7" of it, trapped in it's own little cage of light, snarling and twisting as it tried to get free.
Willow gave a strange gasp, as if learning how to breath again, and she slumped forward, bracing herself - hands white as they pushed her up from the floor. The white light dimmed then dispersed, bar the cage encircling the Podunk. Xander quickly ran to her side, helping her up.
"You okay?"
"Hooooh, boy. Yes."
Willow offered up a tremulous smile for them both, which faltered further when she saw the furious young man as trapped as their legitimate prey. She walked slowly forward before kneeling down to gaze deeply into his eyes.
"Samuel Winchester."
"But his name's Adams."
"Mmmm Mmmm Mmm Mmmmm Mm"
"Like the cathedral?"
"Huh? Don't you mean like the rifle?"
"Yeah Harris, like the rifle."
They all turned round at the new voice joining in the conversation. The brother - Dean - who still looked half dead, had groggy eyes open, an amused glint shining in them regardless.
"You're awake."
There was a note in Willow's voice that Dawn hadn't heard since Tara, and she looked between Dean... Winchester and Willow - then Xander in absolute confusion. Had they missed something? Judging by the look Dean was giving Willow - yep. They definitely had. Looked like Willow had finally gotten over Kennedy.
Dean nodded at Sam... Winchester.
"Go ahead. You can untie him. He won't do anything, I promise."
"Mm Mm"
Willow flicked her fingers toward Sam, and the bindings unravelled, falling to the floor. Sam looked freaked out. Dawn suppressed an urge to ruffle her fingers through his hair, and kiss his dimples.
"What... who are you guys?"
Willow smiled. "I'm a witch."
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To be continued... (not long to go now)
