A/N: Thank you for the reviews...I always appreciate them, except when they're mean. Heh.
Chapter Two
Eventually Buffy fell asleep, so Willow and Dawn, who were both unable to sleep after Buffy's breakdown, went down to the kitchen and had some herbal tea.
"Are you sure that there's no way for them to be together?"Dawn asked quietly, hoping Buffy wouldn't hear them.
"Dawny, I can't,"Willow pleaded.
"You can't? So there is a way?"Dawn's eyes widened.
"Yes, there is a way,"Willow said softly, trying to hide her growing anxiety, "but I can't help you with it."
"Why?"Dawn whimpered.
"Remember the whole addiction thing? I'll end up going all psycho witch again. That would hurt Buffy more than this could possibly help her."
"No, this will help her a lot more than that could hurt her!"
"Dawn, I'm not willing to risk my best friend for a spell that might not work!"
"But it will!"
"Dawn, no. Maybe Tara will..."
"No, she won't and you know it!"Dawn exclaimed.
"Look, I'm not going to do it."
"Don't you care about her?! Don't you want her to be happy?! You're just afraid! You only care about yourself and you're a sucky best friend. Buffy deserves better. She should've let you die all of those times that your life was in danger, but no...she actually cared about you."
"Dawn, that was harsh."
"No, this is. Do me a favor. Go to Hell, Willow!"
Dawn stormed up to her bedroom and almost slammed the door, but stopped short of doing so when she remembered that Buffy was sleeping. Dawn was now crying and barely made it back to bed without falling over in tears.
Meanwhile, Willow was downstairs on the kitchen floor sobbing. She grabbed a knife and was about to cut her arm when she saw Spike come up next to her. He took the knife away from her.
"Love, you don't want to do that,"he said quietly.
"Yes, I do,"Willow angrily pleaded.
"No, you don't,"he replied as he grabbed Willow off the ground and hugged her. "You want to help Buffy, but you can't and Little B won't understand."
"How'd you know?"
"The creature of the night vibe...It gives me powers."
Willow looked at him puzzled. "What crea-"
"Actually, I was listening to you two. I think I can help."
"Why were you listening?"
"Well, I was strolling by and it sounded like an argument and it sounded really interesting, so-"
Willow rolled her eyes.
"Fine, I'm still obsessed with Buffy, but I'm trying to cut back. You've got to give me credit for that. If she can get Angel back, then maybe my obsession will get better."
"It could get worse!"
"True, but who bloody cares? If Buff is happy, we should all be happy, right? Right!"
Chapter Two
Eventually Buffy fell asleep, so Willow and Dawn, who were both unable to sleep after Buffy's breakdown, went down to the kitchen and had some herbal tea.
"Are you sure that there's no way for them to be together?"Dawn asked quietly, hoping Buffy wouldn't hear them.
"Dawny, I can't,"Willow pleaded.
"You can't? So there is a way?"Dawn's eyes widened.
"Yes, there is a way,"Willow said softly, trying to hide her growing anxiety, "but I can't help you with it."
"Why?"Dawn whimpered.
"Remember the whole addiction thing? I'll end up going all psycho witch again. That would hurt Buffy more than this could possibly help her."
"No, this will help her a lot more than that could hurt her!"
"Dawn, I'm not willing to risk my best friend for a spell that might not work!"
"But it will!"
"Dawn, no. Maybe Tara will..."
"No, she won't and you know it!"Dawn exclaimed.
"Look, I'm not going to do it."
"Don't you care about her?! Don't you want her to be happy?! You're just afraid! You only care about yourself and you're a sucky best friend. Buffy deserves better. She should've let you die all of those times that your life was in danger, but no...she actually cared about you."
"Dawn, that was harsh."
"No, this is. Do me a favor. Go to Hell, Willow!"
Dawn stormed up to her bedroom and almost slammed the door, but stopped short of doing so when she remembered that Buffy was sleeping. Dawn was now crying and barely made it back to bed without falling over in tears.
Meanwhile, Willow was downstairs on the kitchen floor sobbing. She grabbed a knife and was about to cut her arm when she saw Spike come up next to her. He took the knife away from her.
"Love, you don't want to do that,"he said quietly.
"Yes, I do,"Willow angrily pleaded.
"No, you don't,"he replied as he grabbed Willow off the ground and hugged her. "You want to help Buffy, but you can't and Little B won't understand."
"How'd you know?"
"The creature of the night vibe...It gives me powers."
Willow looked at him puzzled. "What crea-"
"Actually, I was listening to you two. I think I can help."
"Why were you listening?"
"Well, I was strolling by and it sounded like an argument and it sounded really interesting, so-"
Willow rolled her eyes.
"Fine, I'm still obsessed with Buffy, but I'm trying to cut back. You've got to give me credit for that. If she can get Angel back, then maybe my obsession will get better."
"It could get worse!"
"True, but who bloody cares? If Buff is happy, we should all be happy, right? Right!"