Authors note: This chapter is heavy on foreshawdowing and introduces the POV of Dawn/Spike which will be sort of needed at various point in the story, although their POV's (especially Spike's) will be much more rare.
Warnings: Well, Katie's STILL not in this, There is some underage drinking, and perhaps some OOCness.
"If you walk out this house with her I swear to god I'll dust you myself!"
Buffy sighed shifting over in bed. Of course she would wake up in the middle of the night to Spike trying to kidnap Dawn. Of course. Yawning slightly, she stomped downstairs careful to avoid the numerous cases of luggage.
"Spike, Dawn," She said coldly. "Where do you think your going?"
"I don't want to be here." Dawn said, staring at Buffy as if daring her to make her stay.
"Why not?" Buffy pressed, she wasn't going to cave to their antics anymore. Their selfish behavior was ending. Hopefully. "This is where you live Dawn."
Dawn's eyes narrowed as she glared at Buffy, switching to glare at Angel as well who was watching the argument with a smug look on his face. Tara and Fred walked into the room concerned. "Give me one good reason to stay." Dawn challenged, a gleam in her eye when she saw Buffy falter.
"Because I'm making you." Buffy hissed. Tara swiveled to face both Dawn and Spike, both of their faces a similar expression of defiance.
"Okay," Dawn said easily, a smirk spreading on her face. "Make me." And with that Dawn stormed out of the house, Spike chortling as he followed her.
Before Buffy knew what was happening a mixture of rage and desperation bubbled up inside of her, and then she screamed: "If you walk outside that door don't bother coming back! Both of you." and then, because it was the way things worked, Spike just kept walking and Dawn sent her look equivalent to the one Buffy had sent her mom once upon a time, and proceeded to walk out, slamming the door behind them.
Tara chanced a quick glance at Buffy before rushing towards the door. Buffy grabbed her arm. "Let them go." She said before walking into the Living Room where everyone was wondering what was going on. "Willow," she said gathering the perky red heads attention. "How soon can you do a invitation revoking spell?"
"It's cold." Dawn mumbled irritably for the millionth time. Spike rolled his eyes, puffing on a cigarette. "Spike," Dawn whined. "It's cold!"
"So you've said," Spike remarked dryly. Dawn huffed following him to where ever it was they were going.
Dawn had proposed a road trip, and Spike being Spike had readily agreed however he said that they needed a place to crash for the night. And since Buffy and everyone would automatically check the crypt they had to go somewhere else. Dawn's feet were killing her, and she was freezing.
"Spike, where are we going!" She hissed, attempting (and failing) to grab his arm. "If you don't tell me, I'm not moving." Dawn said smugly, smiling when Spike groaned and turned around.
"We're going somewhere to have fun loosen up a bit, will ya?" Spike said. Dawn simply glared at him, so he grumbled, shrugging off his duster and wrapping it around her shoulders. "Happy now?" He asked, pulling her along. "We want to get there before the bouncers leaves. I've got a neat trick I want to show you."
"Are you going to eat him?" Dawn asked, practically running to keep up with Spike's long strides. Spike scoffed, which she assumed meant no. "Can you carry me? My feet hurt." She continued after receiving his incredulous look. "Please? You will be able to go a lot faster…" With an irritated growl, Spike picked her up bridal style, indeed walking at a much faster pace. Dawn laughed delighted, Spike truly cared about her not like some people.
Eventually (after much traveling in Dawn's opinion) the pair arrived outside of a high class looking club. Spike set Dawn down on her feet, smirking at the look of mild outrage on her face.
"Don't worry," he said. "They serve anyone."
(time passes)
"Spike," Dawn slurred, gripping his arm tightly, as he weaved in and out of her vision. "Take me hoooomeee."
Spike chuckled, patting Dawn's shoulder awkwardly, since he couldn't exactly tell where it was. It kept moving about. "Sure bit, I know just the place."
The second they stepped outside, Dawn started complaining again. "It's even colder than before!" She yelled. "Why can't we sleep in the bar?"
"Sssshhh." Spike said, swaying as they both helped support each other up. How long had they been in that blasted club? Good thing Dawn no longer lived with big sis, or she would skin Spike alive. "So, nibblet, where do you want to go after this?" He asked her, pushing in the door of a random store, and leading her in.
"Boston." Dawn replied promptly. Despite the amount of drinks he had consumed Spike still managed to fix her with a look that said "hell no." Dawn huffed. "I don't see why I'm not allowed to go to Boston, it's just a city."
"City my ass. I'll confess my love for Peaches and the Whelp before I ever let you step a single foot in Boston."
Dawn stuck her tongue out at him, curling up on the floor of the… well, wherever they were. She found that she really didn't care, and she felt suddenly sleepy…
Spike watched nibblet fall asleep, a smile spreading across his face. She looked so innocent when she slept, no one would ever suspect that… with a heavy sigh Spike slid his duster off, covering her tiny frame with it. Newly sober, Spike sat down beside Dawn, deciding that he would stay beside her until the sun rose, just to protect her from all that was wrong with the world. No one was ever going to hurt Little Bit ever again, and he would go to any lengths to prove it.
Faith and Samantha sat in a dingy little cafe, just outside of Vegas, both sipping god awful coffee out of florescent green mugs.
"So," Samantha began, she had thousands of questions. "Vampires are real?" Faith nodded. "Are you sure?"
Faith smirked. "I'm the vampire slayer. Of course I'm sure."
Samantha nodded, swirling a spoon around in her coffee. "And demons, those are all real too?"
"Yep. Demons, Vampires, Witches, all of it. Which reminds me," Faith said tossing Samantha a necklace. "Someone told me that belonged to you."
Samantha observed the object with interest, putting the necklace on. The second she had attached the clasp together, she felt a sort of power rise through her, and if the look on Faith's face was any indication, that was exactly what was supposed to happen. "What just happened?'" Samantha demanded in a whisper.
"You just accessed your power." Faith stated calmly. "Take off the necklace, the feeling won't go away."
Samantha slowly took off the necklace. The feeling stayed. "What does this mean?"
"It means that you've got power that will come in, really handy."
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