DISCLAIMER: All the characters belong to the great people at UPN and mutant
enemy. Joss is the creator of them not me.
RATING: I'm not sure where I'm going with this yet, hopefully some place good. For now it's Pg-13 maybe some R or NC 17 later on.
His icy tongue begged permission to enter her hot mouth, she parted her lips and he ravaged it with the actions of his satisfying lips. His hands traced lazy circles on her aching back and she seemed to melt under his touch. His fingers sent electric shocks down her back and every nerve ending in her body was on fire. She broke their heated embrace to come up for air; she was so out of breath she was panting. She stared at his gorgeous face and a small smile curved on her mouth. She reached her small hand to his face and cupped his chin. She'd hurt that face so many times but she could never get enough of looking at it.
She leaned over and placed butterfly light kisses from his forehead down to his chin leaving a trail of emotion down his face. She lightly pushed him onto his back so that he was lying on her bed. His head rested on the pillows while she buried her face in his neck. She lightly nibbled and sucked on the sensitive spots she had mapped out by now. Small moans escaped his lips urging the girl on top of him to go on. She was driving him mad with her foreplay but he loved every second of it.
The blonde descended down his lean body onto his chest. Her hands roamed under his black shirt and with one pull she tore it off leaving two pieces of black cloth on the floor. She kneaded at his chest with her expert hands and dived her head back down to kiss his abs. She slid her body further down and a growl escaped him, not a predatorily growl but a lust driven growl. She smiled at herself, she was proud of the fact she could do this to him, drive him wild like this.
He couldn't take anymore of this; he grabbed her and flipped her over so that he was on top of her. He gave her that cocky grin he knew she liked and proceeded to climb down her small body. He started to pull of her pants….
"BUFFY!"
Buffy awoke to the sound of a loud teenage voice screaming from a couple of doors down.
"I can't find my baby blue tank top, did you take it?" Dawn asked.
Buffy fluttered her eyes open and let them adjust to the bright room. She yawned and then she heard Dawn cursing something about how borrowing should be illegal. First Spike was on top pf her and now her sister was yelling. It was just a dream, she thought to herself. It was just another dream.
"Buffy get up! I need money me and Kaylee are going to see a movie," the teenager demanded from the doorway.
"Check my purse," Buffy mumbled from under the covers.
Dawn reached into Buffy's leather purse and pulled out a thin wallet. She searched for money and pulled out a 20 dollar bill.
"Thanks, I'll be back tonight," Dawn announced as she left the room.
Buffy did not want to get out of the safe warm haven she had formed under her large comforter. Images of her dream kept haunting her, she couldn't take her mind off Spike and those things he did to her. She knew that if she stayed in bed all she could think about would be Spike and that's the last thing she needed on her mind right now. Buffy remerged from her bed and straightened out her messy hair. She gathered up her strength and lifted herself out of her bed. She stumbled across her weapons bag and stubbed her toe. Buffy whimpered in pain. RING RING! The phone rang and Buffy ran down the hall to her mother's old room to get it.
By the time she reached it was on its seventh ring. She quickly picked it up not wanting to annoy the person on the line.
"Buffy? It's Giles," Buffy's face lit up as she recognized her watcher's voice. "How are you?"
"Giles! I'm so glad you called, I've missed you, I've been fine," Buffy paused when she realized she was babbling.
"I've missed you all too, good news I've decided to visit," Giles continued.
"Really when?"
"Most likely in mid next week."
"That's so good; I can't wait to see you."
"I'm anxious to see you too."
They talked for about another 10 minutes, Buffy told him all about what's new in Sunnydale and he told her of his new life in England. These past couples of months he had been gone had been really hard for the scoobies, researching the demons was much harder when Giles was present to help. Buffy had hung up the phone and decided it was best to get cleaned up and go to work. She was looking forward to Giles coming back even thought he'd leave again. Seeing him for a week was better then not seeing him at all.
Finally Buffy left the house and started on the short walk towards the Double Meat Palace. It was going to be a long day…..
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The lights of the fast food restaurant dimmed and the last employee there was busy scrubbing the grill. The petite blonde was hunched over the filthy appliance and was using all her remaining strength to remove the stuck on grease. After what seemed like hours of rubbing and washing she had finally finished cleaning the establishment. She reeked of meat and her hands were covered in tiny burns she had acquired from working the grill for half the day. Money it brings money, she kept repeating to herself. Buffy locked the office and changed out of her uniform. She stepped outside into the night and locked up the restaurant. She inhaled the crisp night air; she'd rather be inhaling something else. She pulled out the pack of cigarettes resting in her pocket and withdrew one. She lit it and started to walk down the street.
Suddenly Buffy heard a sound coming from behind the building, it sounded like something falling. Reflex whipped her head around and her eyes darted to where the noise was coming from. She took one last drag of the cigarette and threw it in a puddle.
Buffy took silent catlike steps towards the source of the noise, the peered her head around the corner and saw nothing but a dumpster and a few crates. The light in the alley was flickering on and off creating an uneasy atmosphere.
Buffy looked around the dumpster and saw nothing. Then something pierced through her shoulder. Immense pain soared through her body; Buffy fell onto the ground and clutched her shoulder. Buffy hadn't experienced so much pain in a long time; she looked down at her hands and noticed the red liquid that spread through her palm. She could feel something long and hard protruding from her wound.
Buffy wrapper her palm around something long and thin and pulled with all her strength. At that moment Buffy felt like she had ripped out an arm, the pain brought tears to her eyes. Shoving the pain away she examined the object in her hand. It was an arrow, masterfully crafted and it had encrypted writing down the side. Through the arrow was what looked like a piece of paper. Buffy removed the paper and read the text. Fear coursed through her as the words written sunk in.
Little girls shouldn't be left home alone after dark, the note said. Buffy struggled on her feet and sprinted down the DMP parking lot and down the street. She didn't slow down until she ran halfway through town to Revello Drive. Buffy quickened her speed and ran to her front door. Still clutching her shoulder Buffy checked under the plant pot for the spare key. It was there and she unlocked her door.
She hoped Dawn was okay, maybe she was too late.
"Dawn!" Buffy's chocked up voice echoed through the dark and silent house. Buffy checked the living room and kitchen but there was no sign of Dawn. Buffy removed her jacket and started to walk up the stairs. If anything happened to Dawn Buffy wouldn't be able to forgive herself. She paused for a moment to listen for any sounds. Then she heard tiny little bangs in a repetitive manner. Buffy checked Dawn's bedroom, nothing there but an extremely messy room. She checked her own bedroom and found nothing there either. She checked her mother's old room and all that faced her was a dark room highlighted with shadows.
Immediately Buffy marched to the bathroom ignoring the enormous pain in her back.
She tried to open the door but it seemed to be locked. She could hear muffled cries coming from inside. She silently prayed Dawn wasn't hurt. With one swift kick she broke down the door standing between her and her sister. The wooden door collapsed to the floor and relief swept Buffy as she saw Dawn was not seriously hurt. Her little sister was tied up to the pole that hung the shower curtain. Her hands were banded with a thick black rope. The ropes must have been tied too tight because little trickles of blood coated her thin arms.
Dawn was barely conscious, her eyes were half open and blood coated one side of her head. Buffy noticed the large wound on her forehead; she must have been knocked out with something big. Anger flared through Buffy, whoever did this to her own flesh and blood was going to pay big time. Buffy ran to Dawn's aid and practically tore apart the rope using her one able arm. Dawn's limp body fell into Buffy's waiting arms. The slayer could hear a faint heartbeat indicating she wasn't dead. Buffy carried the young girl to her bedroom and laid her on the bed. She ran downstairs and called Willow and Xander and told them to meet her at the hospital
Buffy quickly dialled 911 and demanded an ambulance to her house. She looked down o her baby sister lying there unconscious and she felt a tear slide down her cheek. The ambulance arrived within five minutes and Dawn and Buffy were taken to Sunnydale hospital.
Once at the hospital Buffy was greeted by her two best friends. She told them as much as she could about what happened.
"Whoever did this to her will not live to see another day or night," Buffy said through gritted teeth.
A young female doctor approached Buffy. "Miss you might want to get that nasty wound checked out let me help you."
Buffy was at a loss for words at the night's events and just followed the doctor into a small room. Xander and Willow were both stunned at who could have done this to Dawn.
The doctor disinfected and bandaged up Buffy's shoulder, she also gave her a bottle of pain killers. Buffy had no use for them, through all the anger she was feeling pain was no factor. She came back to her friends who waited outside of the room Dawn was transported to. They all were anxious to hear what the doctors had to say. They waited for about a half hour, Buffy sat in the uncomfortable hospital chair refusing to talk to either Xander or Willow. A doctor finally came out of the room with some news.
"Dawn got a pretty nasty blow to the head but luckily no brain damage. There was a slight concussion. She lost quite a bit of blood from her wrists," the doctor said staring down Buffy.
"Has Dawn ever showed any signs of depression?"
Buffy's head shot up at the doctor. He thought she had tried to kill herself.
"No, never," Buffy answered in a low voice.
"Maybe this should be reported to the police," the doctor hinted.
"It will be," Buffy lied and looked away.
She was glad Dawn was going to be ok after all.
"She's fine right now, she is awake and breathing is steady. The damage was very minimal. If you wish you may take her home right now."
"Thank you doctor," Xander answered for Buffy. He knew how much she hated hospitals.
"Can we see her?" Willow asked.
"No problem," with that the doctor walked away.
Buffy Xander and Willow made their way into the room and found Dawn sitting on the edge of the bed with a bandaged head and wrists.
"Dawnie!" Buffy ran to her sister and held her while the younger Summers cried.
"What happened? Who did this to you?" Willow asked.
"Well I just came home from Kaylee's and I went upstairs to take a shower. I was in the bathroom when a tall thin demon looking thing came out from behind the door," Dawn was stuttering a little from right.
"He had long grey hair and like a sick looking wrinkly face. The one thing I remember was his tiny eyes, they were hidden by the wrinkles but I could see them glow in the dark. He was covered in like this black robe that had all this weird writing all over it. He freaked me out."
Dawn was sobbing at the memory.
"Go on sweetie," Willow encouraged.
"He never said a word the whole time. I don't remember everything but I remember he waved his hand the rope he had in his hand flew to me and like tied me to the shower pole. I tried to scream and he made a bottle of something whack my head."
"He was so creepy, Buffy why was he after me?"
"I don't know…."
Buffy was so puzzled and angry at the same time. Someone was after her sister again.
Dawn then noticed Buffy's bandaged shoulder.
"What happened to your shoulder?"
Buffy explained to them her ordeal outside of the DMP.
"Alright, Willow call Tara and do some research on this demon and the language the text was written in. Xander try and beat some information out of Willy and call Giles to tell him what happened," Buffy handed Willow the note she stuffed in her jean pocket and gave Xander Mr.Pointy which she always carried with her.
"What about Dawn?" Willow asked.
"I'm taking her to someone who can protect her, Xander don't try to talk me out of it because he is the only one strong enough to protect her."
"Dawn you'll have to stay with Spike for awhile until I can figure all this out," Buffy informed her. "Don't worry you'll be safe, I'm not going to let anything happen to you."
Buffy hated taking Dawn to Spike but right now she had no choice. Desperate times called for desperate measures. Whatever hurt both her and Dawn was going down. She's been itching for a good ass kicking all week and finally maybe she was going to get one.
Dawn's safety was more important then her personal life…..
*********TBC, OMG I have so much for you, this is going to be a really long series so keep checking back and reviewing!********************
RATING: I'm not sure where I'm going with this yet, hopefully some place good. For now it's Pg-13 maybe some R or NC 17 later on.
His icy tongue begged permission to enter her hot mouth, she parted her lips and he ravaged it with the actions of his satisfying lips. His hands traced lazy circles on her aching back and she seemed to melt under his touch. His fingers sent electric shocks down her back and every nerve ending in her body was on fire. She broke their heated embrace to come up for air; she was so out of breath she was panting. She stared at his gorgeous face and a small smile curved on her mouth. She reached her small hand to his face and cupped his chin. She'd hurt that face so many times but she could never get enough of looking at it.
She leaned over and placed butterfly light kisses from his forehead down to his chin leaving a trail of emotion down his face. She lightly pushed him onto his back so that he was lying on her bed. His head rested on the pillows while she buried her face in his neck. She lightly nibbled and sucked on the sensitive spots she had mapped out by now. Small moans escaped his lips urging the girl on top of him to go on. She was driving him mad with her foreplay but he loved every second of it.
The blonde descended down his lean body onto his chest. Her hands roamed under his black shirt and with one pull she tore it off leaving two pieces of black cloth on the floor. She kneaded at his chest with her expert hands and dived her head back down to kiss his abs. She slid her body further down and a growl escaped him, not a predatorily growl but a lust driven growl. She smiled at herself, she was proud of the fact she could do this to him, drive him wild like this.
He couldn't take anymore of this; he grabbed her and flipped her over so that he was on top of her. He gave her that cocky grin he knew she liked and proceeded to climb down her small body. He started to pull of her pants….
"BUFFY!"
Buffy awoke to the sound of a loud teenage voice screaming from a couple of doors down.
"I can't find my baby blue tank top, did you take it?" Dawn asked.
Buffy fluttered her eyes open and let them adjust to the bright room. She yawned and then she heard Dawn cursing something about how borrowing should be illegal. First Spike was on top pf her and now her sister was yelling. It was just a dream, she thought to herself. It was just another dream.
"Buffy get up! I need money me and Kaylee are going to see a movie," the teenager demanded from the doorway.
"Check my purse," Buffy mumbled from under the covers.
Dawn reached into Buffy's leather purse and pulled out a thin wallet. She searched for money and pulled out a 20 dollar bill.
"Thanks, I'll be back tonight," Dawn announced as she left the room.
Buffy did not want to get out of the safe warm haven she had formed under her large comforter. Images of her dream kept haunting her, she couldn't take her mind off Spike and those things he did to her. She knew that if she stayed in bed all she could think about would be Spike and that's the last thing she needed on her mind right now. Buffy remerged from her bed and straightened out her messy hair. She gathered up her strength and lifted herself out of her bed. She stumbled across her weapons bag and stubbed her toe. Buffy whimpered in pain. RING RING! The phone rang and Buffy ran down the hall to her mother's old room to get it.
By the time she reached it was on its seventh ring. She quickly picked it up not wanting to annoy the person on the line.
"Buffy? It's Giles," Buffy's face lit up as she recognized her watcher's voice. "How are you?"
"Giles! I'm so glad you called, I've missed you, I've been fine," Buffy paused when she realized she was babbling.
"I've missed you all too, good news I've decided to visit," Giles continued.
"Really when?"
"Most likely in mid next week."
"That's so good; I can't wait to see you."
"I'm anxious to see you too."
They talked for about another 10 minutes, Buffy told him all about what's new in Sunnydale and he told her of his new life in England. These past couples of months he had been gone had been really hard for the scoobies, researching the demons was much harder when Giles was present to help. Buffy had hung up the phone and decided it was best to get cleaned up and go to work. She was looking forward to Giles coming back even thought he'd leave again. Seeing him for a week was better then not seeing him at all.
Finally Buffy left the house and started on the short walk towards the Double Meat Palace. It was going to be a long day…..
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The lights of the fast food restaurant dimmed and the last employee there was busy scrubbing the grill. The petite blonde was hunched over the filthy appliance and was using all her remaining strength to remove the stuck on grease. After what seemed like hours of rubbing and washing she had finally finished cleaning the establishment. She reeked of meat and her hands were covered in tiny burns she had acquired from working the grill for half the day. Money it brings money, she kept repeating to herself. Buffy locked the office and changed out of her uniform. She stepped outside into the night and locked up the restaurant. She inhaled the crisp night air; she'd rather be inhaling something else. She pulled out the pack of cigarettes resting in her pocket and withdrew one. She lit it and started to walk down the street.
Suddenly Buffy heard a sound coming from behind the building, it sounded like something falling. Reflex whipped her head around and her eyes darted to where the noise was coming from. She took one last drag of the cigarette and threw it in a puddle.
Buffy took silent catlike steps towards the source of the noise, the peered her head around the corner and saw nothing but a dumpster and a few crates. The light in the alley was flickering on and off creating an uneasy atmosphere.
Buffy looked around the dumpster and saw nothing. Then something pierced through her shoulder. Immense pain soared through her body; Buffy fell onto the ground and clutched her shoulder. Buffy hadn't experienced so much pain in a long time; she looked down at her hands and noticed the red liquid that spread through her palm. She could feel something long and hard protruding from her wound.
Buffy wrapper her palm around something long and thin and pulled with all her strength. At that moment Buffy felt like she had ripped out an arm, the pain brought tears to her eyes. Shoving the pain away she examined the object in her hand. It was an arrow, masterfully crafted and it had encrypted writing down the side. Through the arrow was what looked like a piece of paper. Buffy removed the paper and read the text. Fear coursed through her as the words written sunk in.
Little girls shouldn't be left home alone after dark, the note said. Buffy struggled on her feet and sprinted down the DMP parking lot and down the street. She didn't slow down until she ran halfway through town to Revello Drive. Buffy quickened her speed and ran to her front door. Still clutching her shoulder Buffy checked under the plant pot for the spare key. It was there and she unlocked her door.
She hoped Dawn was okay, maybe she was too late.
"Dawn!" Buffy's chocked up voice echoed through the dark and silent house. Buffy checked the living room and kitchen but there was no sign of Dawn. Buffy removed her jacket and started to walk up the stairs. If anything happened to Dawn Buffy wouldn't be able to forgive herself. She paused for a moment to listen for any sounds. Then she heard tiny little bangs in a repetitive manner. Buffy checked Dawn's bedroom, nothing there but an extremely messy room. She checked her own bedroom and found nothing there either. She checked her mother's old room and all that faced her was a dark room highlighted with shadows.
Immediately Buffy marched to the bathroom ignoring the enormous pain in her back.
She tried to open the door but it seemed to be locked. She could hear muffled cries coming from inside. She silently prayed Dawn wasn't hurt. With one swift kick she broke down the door standing between her and her sister. The wooden door collapsed to the floor and relief swept Buffy as she saw Dawn was not seriously hurt. Her little sister was tied up to the pole that hung the shower curtain. Her hands were banded with a thick black rope. The ropes must have been tied too tight because little trickles of blood coated her thin arms.
Dawn was barely conscious, her eyes were half open and blood coated one side of her head. Buffy noticed the large wound on her forehead; she must have been knocked out with something big. Anger flared through Buffy, whoever did this to her own flesh and blood was going to pay big time. Buffy ran to Dawn's aid and practically tore apart the rope using her one able arm. Dawn's limp body fell into Buffy's waiting arms. The slayer could hear a faint heartbeat indicating she wasn't dead. Buffy carried the young girl to her bedroom and laid her on the bed. She ran downstairs and called Willow and Xander and told them to meet her at the hospital
Buffy quickly dialled 911 and demanded an ambulance to her house. She looked down o her baby sister lying there unconscious and she felt a tear slide down her cheek. The ambulance arrived within five minutes and Dawn and Buffy were taken to Sunnydale hospital.
Once at the hospital Buffy was greeted by her two best friends. She told them as much as she could about what happened.
"Whoever did this to her will not live to see another day or night," Buffy said through gritted teeth.
A young female doctor approached Buffy. "Miss you might want to get that nasty wound checked out let me help you."
Buffy was at a loss for words at the night's events and just followed the doctor into a small room. Xander and Willow were both stunned at who could have done this to Dawn.
The doctor disinfected and bandaged up Buffy's shoulder, she also gave her a bottle of pain killers. Buffy had no use for them, through all the anger she was feeling pain was no factor. She came back to her friends who waited outside of the room Dawn was transported to. They all were anxious to hear what the doctors had to say. They waited for about a half hour, Buffy sat in the uncomfortable hospital chair refusing to talk to either Xander or Willow. A doctor finally came out of the room with some news.
"Dawn got a pretty nasty blow to the head but luckily no brain damage. There was a slight concussion. She lost quite a bit of blood from her wrists," the doctor said staring down Buffy.
"Has Dawn ever showed any signs of depression?"
Buffy's head shot up at the doctor. He thought she had tried to kill herself.
"No, never," Buffy answered in a low voice.
"Maybe this should be reported to the police," the doctor hinted.
"It will be," Buffy lied and looked away.
She was glad Dawn was going to be ok after all.
"She's fine right now, she is awake and breathing is steady. The damage was very minimal. If you wish you may take her home right now."
"Thank you doctor," Xander answered for Buffy. He knew how much she hated hospitals.
"Can we see her?" Willow asked.
"No problem," with that the doctor walked away.
Buffy Xander and Willow made their way into the room and found Dawn sitting on the edge of the bed with a bandaged head and wrists.
"Dawnie!" Buffy ran to her sister and held her while the younger Summers cried.
"What happened? Who did this to you?" Willow asked.
"Well I just came home from Kaylee's and I went upstairs to take a shower. I was in the bathroom when a tall thin demon looking thing came out from behind the door," Dawn was stuttering a little from right.
"He had long grey hair and like a sick looking wrinkly face. The one thing I remember was his tiny eyes, they were hidden by the wrinkles but I could see them glow in the dark. He was covered in like this black robe that had all this weird writing all over it. He freaked me out."
Dawn was sobbing at the memory.
"Go on sweetie," Willow encouraged.
"He never said a word the whole time. I don't remember everything but I remember he waved his hand the rope he had in his hand flew to me and like tied me to the shower pole. I tried to scream and he made a bottle of something whack my head."
"He was so creepy, Buffy why was he after me?"
"I don't know…."
Buffy was so puzzled and angry at the same time. Someone was after her sister again.
Dawn then noticed Buffy's bandaged shoulder.
"What happened to your shoulder?"
Buffy explained to them her ordeal outside of the DMP.
"Alright, Willow call Tara and do some research on this demon and the language the text was written in. Xander try and beat some information out of Willy and call Giles to tell him what happened," Buffy handed Willow the note she stuffed in her jean pocket and gave Xander Mr.Pointy which she always carried with her.
"What about Dawn?" Willow asked.
"I'm taking her to someone who can protect her, Xander don't try to talk me out of it because he is the only one strong enough to protect her."
"Dawn you'll have to stay with Spike for awhile until I can figure all this out," Buffy informed her. "Don't worry you'll be safe, I'm not going to let anything happen to you."
Buffy hated taking Dawn to Spike but right now she had no choice. Desperate times called for desperate measures. Whatever hurt both her and Dawn was going down. She's been itching for a good ass kicking all week and finally maybe she was going to get one.
Dawn's safety was more important then her personal life…..
*********TBC, OMG I have so much for you, this is going to be a really long series so keep checking back and reviewing!********************