"Mmmph." Dawn grumbled as she sat down in the breakfast nook at eleven am.
She was freshly showered and scrubbed, but she felt tired beyond what any
words could express. But, then again, battling the forces of evil all
night? Not much for making with the happy, cheery mornings.
"What's wrong, squirt?" Faith asked, coming in from the backyard. She carried a pair of swords in her hands - one long and curved, the other short and straight - and was dressed in tight blue jeans and a black sweatshirt. The Slayer's cheeks were slightly red, from the workout she had been doing, and her brunette waves were in disarray.
"Tired," Dawn half-mumbled. "Where's the coffee?"
"We're all out, but there's cherry cola in the fridge, with extra caffeine."
"Cherry cola. Well...cherry is technically a fruit, and it's not like it's breakfast time anymore anyway. Besides, I need the caffeine surge."
"Knock yourself out, D," Faith replied. "By the way," she added, perching herself onto the kitchen counter, "What did you wanna talk to me and Robin about anyway? Everything five by five?"
Dawn, popping open a can of cola, shook her head, wet waves sending off droplets of water. "Not exactly, Faith, and that's the problem. I've been getting dreams lately."
"Prophetic ones?"
"One and the same."
"That's never good. Sounds like Giles territory to me as well. Or, at least Wesley."
"Exactly," Dawn nodded, "Wesley. I think I should go over to LA and -"
"Whoa, hold it Dawnie. You, go to LA on your own? I dunno if that's such a great thought. What kind of dreams have they been?"
"Something about a mysterious guy in his twenties...I think I am connected to him somehow. He's like another Key or something Faith - or not. I'm not really sure, but I need to find out. And besides, they say that Spike has been seen down there, still living, and I owe it to Buffy to find him. There have been other things in the dreams too, Faith, cryptic things. I-I just need to figure out what it all means."
"On your own? Dawn, for all you know, demons could be sending you those dreams."
"And I can't live in fear of that, Faith. Come on, you're the Slayer...or a Slayer. God that still confuses me. Anyway, not the point. The point is, I need to know for sure. I need to know what's going on and how I'm supposed to put a stop to it. There's some ancient prophecy in this somewhere...and I'm gonna have to do something about it."
Faith looked down at her charge, seeing some of Buffy in the eighteen-year- old. Actually, a lot of Buffy. Faith was pleased to see that in Dawn. Dawn must have sensed what Faith was thinking because she said, "Don't say it Faith. I don't wanna hear that. It gets you all weepy."
"All right, not saying it," Faith agreed, getting off the counter. "So, what, you wanna go to LA?"
"Pretty much."
"You aren't going to stop by the crater formerly known as Sunnydale, are you?"
"Only if I need to. Come on, Faith...lemme do this."
"Shouldn't we talk to Robin about this? I mean, this is his home."
"And Buffy put me in your care, Faith, not his. I turn to him when I need to talk, yeah, but the final decision, pretty much yours. Besides, I'm eighteen, an adult by most standards. I don't need your permission, I'm doing it out of respect for you."
"Got a point there. All right, you can go," Faith agreed, hoping she wasn't making this decision too quickly or too brashly. But then again, Faith had been barely seventeen when she herself had left South Boston for Sunnydale. And Dawn was a whole lot more mature than Faith had been at her age.
"Seriously?"
"Yeah, seriously. But I'm gonna need you to keep in touch at all times. You have a cell phone. I want to know what's going on and if you need back-up."
"I'll have Angel and group backing me Faith, I know I will. But thanks." Dawn smiled as she gulped down the last of the cherry cola. "I know you're there for me."
"Always. Now start getting ready. How soon do you wanna leave?"
"Asap." Dawn said, saying the letters as a whole word instead of as an abbreviation.
"Let's see what we can do then."
Dawn smiled. "Excellent." She crushed her can and threw it away, ready to start her journey.
Ready to find out whatever she could about herself, her powers, and her dreams and visions.
Ready for anything that life threw her way.
Or so she thought.
***
Hey guys! Just wanted to say thanks for the reviews and stuff and please keep reading and reviewing! As a disclaimer, I'd like to say that this story was not only my idea, but my good friend Matt is TOTALLY helping me out with a bunch of kinks and stuff...and I shoulda acknowledged him earlier...but here I am now so...major snaps to him, and happy reading!!!
*~*Amit*~*
"What's wrong, squirt?" Faith asked, coming in from the backyard. She carried a pair of swords in her hands - one long and curved, the other short and straight - and was dressed in tight blue jeans and a black sweatshirt. The Slayer's cheeks were slightly red, from the workout she had been doing, and her brunette waves were in disarray.
"Tired," Dawn half-mumbled. "Where's the coffee?"
"We're all out, but there's cherry cola in the fridge, with extra caffeine."
"Cherry cola. Well...cherry is technically a fruit, and it's not like it's breakfast time anymore anyway. Besides, I need the caffeine surge."
"Knock yourself out, D," Faith replied. "By the way," she added, perching herself onto the kitchen counter, "What did you wanna talk to me and Robin about anyway? Everything five by five?"
Dawn, popping open a can of cola, shook her head, wet waves sending off droplets of water. "Not exactly, Faith, and that's the problem. I've been getting dreams lately."
"Prophetic ones?"
"One and the same."
"That's never good. Sounds like Giles territory to me as well. Or, at least Wesley."
"Exactly," Dawn nodded, "Wesley. I think I should go over to LA and -"
"Whoa, hold it Dawnie. You, go to LA on your own? I dunno if that's such a great thought. What kind of dreams have they been?"
"Something about a mysterious guy in his twenties...I think I am connected to him somehow. He's like another Key or something Faith - or not. I'm not really sure, but I need to find out. And besides, they say that Spike has been seen down there, still living, and I owe it to Buffy to find him. There have been other things in the dreams too, Faith, cryptic things. I-I just need to figure out what it all means."
"On your own? Dawn, for all you know, demons could be sending you those dreams."
"And I can't live in fear of that, Faith. Come on, you're the Slayer...or a Slayer. God that still confuses me. Anyway, not the point. The point is, I need to know for sure. I need to know what's going on and how I'm supposed to put a stop to it. There's some ancient prophecy in this somewhere...and I'm gonna have to do something about it."
Faith looked down at her charge, seeing some of Buffy in the eighteen-year- old. Actually, a lot of Buffy. Faith was pleased to see that in Dawn. Dawn must have sensed what Faith was thinking because she said, "Don't say it Faith. I don't wanna hear that. It gets you all weepy."
"All right, not saying it," Faith agreed, getting off the counter. "So, what, you wanna go to LA?"
"Pretty much."
"You aren't going to stop by the crater formerly known as Sunnydale, are you?"
"Only if I need to. Come on, Faith...lemme do this."
"Shouldn't we talk to Robin about this? I mean, this is his home."
"And Buffy put me in your care, Faith, not his. I turn to him when I need to talk, yeah, but the final decision, pretty much yours. Besides, I'm eighteen, an adult by most standards. I don't need your permission, I'm doing it out of respect for you."
"Got a point there. All right, you can go," Faith agreed, hoping she wasn't making this decision too quickly or too brashly. But then again, Faith had been barely seventeen when she herself had left South Boston for Sunnydale. And Dawn was a whole lot more mature than Faith had been at her age.
"Seriously?"
"Yeah, seriously. But I'm gonna need you to keep in touch at all times. You have a cell phone. I want to know what's going on and if you need back-up."
"I'll have Angel and group backing me Faith, I know I will. But thanks." Dawn smiled as she gulped down the last of the cherry cola. "I know you're there for me."
"Always. Now start getting ready. How soon do you wanna leave?"
"Asap." Dawn said, saying the letters as a whole word instead of as an abbreviation.
"Let's see what we can do then."
Dawn smiled. "Excellent." She crushed her can and threw it away, ready to start her journey.
Ready to find out whatever she could about herself, her powers, and her dreams and visions.
Ready for anything that life threw her way.
Or so she thought.
***
Hey guys! Just wanted to say thanks for the reviews and stuff and please keep reading and reviewing! As a disclaimer, I'd like to say that this story was not only my idea, but my good friend Matt is TOTALLY helping me out with a bunch of kinks and stuff...and I shoulda acknowledged him earlier...but here I am now so...major snaps to him, and happy reading!!!
*~*Amit*~*