Title: Twilight Part 4/?
Author: Emily
Rating: PG 13
Category: Dawn/Spike
Summary: Alternate universe 'cause aren't they fun?…Buffy and Dawn have been kidnapped by a Beast also known as Glory…Spike's in love with Dawn...Dawn's 17 in this 'verse so I can do whatever I want...muwahaha... oh the power... bla bla bla... calms down some.... Just read it okay? :)
Spoilers: The Key part of season five I guess. This is an AU fic so most of isn't related to the current storylines etc. And obviously read the other three parts first.
Disclaimer: Spike, Dawn, Buffy, Tara, Glory and any other characters that appear in this story are property of Joss Whedon and his minions over at Mutant Enemy. The events are all mine (muwhahaha!) except the ones borrowed from Joss, *g*. Power hasn't gone to my head too much and made me do crazy things like have Angel and Cordelia fall for each other or give Spike a soul.
Distribution: Lil' Nibblin, LNABB, Spike/Dawn lists, fanfiction.net, SU, anywhere else that wants it sure just ask.
Feedback: I have to ask? Of course I want feedback, I want it in a psychotic Glory looking for the Key way. Also I have extenuating circumstances – see below
AN: Takes a while to get fic out? That's what happens when your computer gets a virus, and we're talkin' one bitch of a virus here and the hard disc is wiped. Thank God for internet cafe's and the like. Feedback is yet more crucial now due to my extenuating circumstances, *g*. Where's 'extenuating circumstances' come from? Cordelia before she got sainted or Clueless or something? Oh I think it's Cordy in 'the Zeppo' when she tells this guy she's on the rebound and nothing she says should be taken seriously...
AN2: Just ignore my bitching...everyone else does.
Twilight
~**Part 4**~
"His name is Spike" I say as I plump down on my bed. His name is Spike and he kissed me. His name is Spike and he's going to help me. Right now that's all I can think about.
Buffy's asleep right now so hasn't heard my talking to myself which is a good.
" Dawn?"
Oh. I woke her up. That's a bad. And I don't seem to care, somebody help me - I can't get rid of the smile on my face.
" What are you doing awake?" Buffy sits up and sees my jacket. " You went out?" She demands, doing the angry big sister thing.
" Yep" I say brightly.
" It's not safe" She tells me, looking a little pissed off.
" Actually, Buffy, it is safe. Nothing out there's going to hurt me because Glory's planning on doing it herself several nights from now." I tell her and immediately regret my words. Pain flashes across her face. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean – I just..." I stop, not knowing what to say, how to explain.
" I know." She says softly. " I don't want you to get – into trouble" Buffy finishes and I think she was going to say 'hurt' but changed to 'trouble'. Both bad, I suppose.
" It's a little late for that" She mutters and I open my mouth to try and tell her that it's not her fault. The fact she thinks this is her fault is written all over her face and I feel so guilty.
" So meet anyone interesting?" Buffy asks quickly and jokingly, trying to lighten things. And change the subject.
" Actually, it's kinda funny that you should mention that. Not funny ha ha but the other kind." I start to ramble. I should tell her right? The maybe I'm not going to die part, omitting the kissing part.
" What do you mean?" She's all seriousness now and paying full attention to me.
" I met this guy, a vampire in the woods." I explain.
" A vampire? Like the evil blood sucking kind?" She asks with sarcasm.
Like she can talk, the love of her life is a vampire. And he was the evil blood sucking kind until some gypsies equipped him with a soul. Then he turned evil after they spent the night together and she still loved him. Sometimes I think she still does, even though he moved to another city. The latter years of my life – the life these monks created anyway – were all about the Buffy and Angel saga. Oh she still loves him and he still loves her and that makes criticising me for *talking* to a vampire ridiculous.
" Like the kind that says they're going to help us." I clarify.
" He wants to help? Does he have a soul?" Buffy asks.
I shrug. " I don't know. I didn't ask" Whether he had a soul or not wasn't really what I was thinking about. Actually now I can think of a bunch of questions I should have asked but at the time I was kind of uh distracted.
She frowns. " Are you sure he's not working for her?"
I nod, at last something I'm sure of. " Yes. He's good"
Buffy still looks dubious. " Does he have a name?"
" Spike"
Her eyes widen. " Dawn! Do you even know who this guy is?"
" You've...met?" Now I'm frowning.
" No but I've heard of him. Dawn he's a killer. Also known as William the Bloody. Impaled people on railroad spikes. Used to hang with Angel when he was Angelus." She rattles off.
If this was a joke it wouldn't be funny. So I suppose it's just as well it's not. I feel numb.
" But..." I protest. He's not bad. He didn't try and hurt me. He could have. He didn't. He kissed me. Kissed me not killed me. And maybe I'm a little in love with him.
Whoa. How'd I get from he's not evil to me being in love with him? I've know him what, ten minutes? That's just plain ridiculous. We exchanged a few words of conversation and there was one little kiss...God I can't think about it anymore because maybe it's not so ridiculous.
" He could have changed. People change. Look at Angel" I say in defence of him and it just sounds weak.
Buffy rolls her eyes and that distant look she always gets when he's mentioned glimmers across her face momentarily. " What's Angel got to do with this? And Dawn, Spike's not a person."
" He has everything to do with this, he's uh a good example of *vampires* changing." Oh I sound so lame but I continue anyway. I ignore her comment on Spike not being a person.
"Used to be a bad ass vampire, worst of the worst, worse than Spike" I add defensively and I'm defensive of him already?
"And then wham curse, soul. Good. Couldn't you just trust me on this? I don't care what he's done before, now he wants to help me and right now that seems to be the only way out we have so why can't you just believe me? " I look at her seriously now because this is serious. I might not die and that's the best thing in the world.
She sighs. "I know what you mean and if he's going to try and help then that's great but –"
Ha, *great*. What an understatement. It's so much more than great. Suddenly there's *hope*.
" Buffy, just trust me, okay? We can find him tomorrow night if you want. You can talk to him." I try and persuade her.
" Okay" She says finally, still looking unsure and I smile. Sure she'll protest some more but I've won. Buffy pulls the covers over her and closes her eyes, trying to get some sleep I suppose. I do the same, crawling into my bed, suddenly tired.
" You like him don't you?" Her voice says sleepily several minutes later from the bed next to mine.
The question takes me by surprise. I close my eyes and pretend to be asleep. My heart's pounding in an unfamiliar way and I don't understand. Yes. Yes I like him. More than like. Why's that matter so much? It was just a kiss. Sure, a kiss that I've been thinking about non stop ever since it happened, different from any other kiss in my life - not that there's been many or I'm a kiss slut or anything.
It was just a kiss. Yeah, and I'm a regular seventeen year old, vampires are simply the stuff of horror movies and I'm staying in this nice house on holiday. I sigh and close my eyes tighter. It's a simple question, why didn't I just answer my sister?
" Dawn?" She asks. I'm not fooling her - or myself for that matter.
" Night" I say, pulling the covers over my head.
***
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Author: Emily
Rating: PG 13
Category: Dawn/Spike
Summary: Alternate universe 'cause aren't they fun?…Buffy and Dawn have been kidnapped by a Beast also known as Glory…Spike's in love with Dawn...Dawn's 17 in this 'verse so I can do whatever I want...muwahaha... oh the power... bla bla bla... calms down some.... Just read it okay? :)
Spoilers: The Key part of season five I guess. This is an AU fic so most of isn't related to the current storylines etc. And obviously read the other three parts first.
Disclaimer: Spike, Dawn, Buffy, Tara, Glory and any other characters that appear in this story are property of Joss Whedon and his minions over at Mutant Enemy. The events are all mine (muwhahaha!) except the ones borrowed from Joss, *g*. Power hasn't gone to my head too much and made me do crazy things like have Angel and Cordelia fall for each other or give Spike a soul.
Distribution: Lil' Nibblin, LNABB, Spike/Dawn lists, fanfiction.net, SU, anywhere else that wants it sure just ask.
Feedback: I have to ask? Of course I want feedback, I want it in a psychotic Glory looking for the Key way. Also I have extenuating circumstances – see below
AN: Takes a while to get fic out? That's what happens when your computer gets a virus, and we're talkin' one bitch of a virus here and the hard disc is wiped. Thank God for internet cafe's and the like. Feedback is yet more crucial now due to my extenuating circumstances, *g*. Where's 'extenuating circumstances' come from? Cordelia before she got sainted or Clueless or something? Oh I think it's Cordy in 'the Zeppo' when she tells this guy she's on the rebound and nothing she says should be taken seriously...
AN2: Just ignore my bitching...everyone else does.
Twilight
~**Part 4**~
"His name is Spike" I say as I plump down on my bed. His name is Spike and he kissed me. His name is Spike and he's going to help me. Right now that's all I can think about.
Buffy's asleep right now so hasn't heard my talking to myself which is a good.
" Dawn?"
Oh. I woke her up. That's a bad. And I don't seem to care, somebody help me - I can't get rid of the smile on my face.
" What are you doing awake?" Buffy sits up and sees my jacket. " You went out?" She demands, doing the angry big sister thing.
" Yep" I say brightly.
" It's not safe" She tells me, looking a little pissed off.
" Actually, Buffy, it is safe. Nothing out there's going to hurt me because Glory's planning on doing it herself several nights from now." I tell her and immediately regret my words. Pain flashes across her face. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean – I just..." I stop, not knowing what to say, how to explain.
" I know." She says softly. " I don't want you to get – into trouble" Buffy finishes and I think she was going to say 'hurt' but changed to 'trouble'. Both bad, I suppose.
" It's a little late for that" She mutters and I open my mouth to try and tell her that it's not her fault. The fact she thinks this is her fault is written all over her face and I feel so guilty.
" So meet anyone interesting?" Buffy asks quickly and jokingly, trying to lighten things. And change the subject.
" Actually, it's kinda funny that you should mention that. Not funny ha ha but the other kind." I start to ramble. I should tell her right? The maybe I'm not going to die part, omitting the kissing part.
" What do you mean?" She's all seriousness now and paying full attention to me.
" I met this guy, a vampire in the woods." I explain.
" A vampire? Like the evil blood sucking kind?" She asks with sarcasm.
Like she can talk, the love of her life is a vampire. And he was the evil blood sucking kind until some gypsies equipped him with a soul. Then he turned evil after they spent the night together and she still loved him. Sometimes I think she still does, even though he moved to another city. The latter years of my life – the life these monks created anyway – were all about the Buffy and Angel saga. Oh she still loves him and he still loves her and that makes criticising me for *talking* to a vampire ridiculous.
" Like the kind that says they're going to help us." I clarify.
" He wants to help? Does he have a soul?" Buffy asks.
I shrug. " I don't know. I didn't ask" Whether he had a soul or not wasn't really what I was thinking about. Actually now I can think of a bunch of questions I should have asked but at the time I was kind of uh distracted.
She frowns. " Are you sure he's not working for her?"
I nod, at last something I'm sure of. " Yes. He's good"
Buffy still looks dubious. " Does he have a name?"
" Spike"
Her eyes widen. " Dawn! Do you even know who this guy is?"
" You've...met?" Now I'm frowning.
" No but I've heard of him. Dawn he's a killer. Also known as William the Bloody. Impaled people on railroad spikes. Used to hang with Angel when he was Angelus." She rattles off.
If this was a joke it wouldn't be funny. So I suppose it's just as well it's not. I feel numb.
" But..." I protest. He's not bad. He didn't try and hurt me. He could have. He didn't. He kissed me. Kissed me not killed me. And maybe I'm a little in love with him.
Whoa. How'd I get from he's not evil to me being in love with him? I've know him what, ten minutes? That's just plain ridiculous. We exchanged a few words of conversation and there was one little kiss...God I can't think about it anymore because maybe it's not so ridiculous.
" He could have changed. People change. Look at Angel" I say in defence of him and it just sounds weak.
Buffy rolls her eyes and that distant look she always gets when he's mentioned glimmers across her face momentarily. " What's Angel got to do with this? And Dawn, Spike's not a person."
" He has everything to do with this, he's uh a good example of *vampires* changing." Oh I sound so lame but I continue anyway. I ignore her comment on Spike not being a person.
"Used to be a bad ass vampire, worst of the worst, worse than Spike" I add defensively and I'm defensive of him already?
"And then wham curse, soul. Good. Couldn't you just trust me on this? I don't care what he's done before, now he wants to help me and right now that seems to be the only way out we have so why can't you just believe me? " I look at her seriously now because this is serious. I might not die and that's the best thing in the world.
She sighs. "I know what you mean and if he's going to try and help then that's great but –"
Ha, *great*. What an understatement. It's so much more than great. Suddenly there's *hope*.
" Buffy, just trust me, okay? We can find him tomorrow night if you want. You can talk to him." I try and persuade her.
" Okay" She says finally, still looking unsure and I smile. Sure she'll protest some more but I've won. Buffy pulls the covers over her and closes her eyes, trying to get some sleep I suppose. I do the same, crawling into my bed, suddenly tired.
" You like him don't you?" Her voice says sleepily several minutes later from the bed next to mine.
The question takes me by surprise. I close my eyes and pretend to be asleep. My heart's pounding in an unfamiliar way and I don't understand. Yes. Yes I like him. More than like. Why's that matter so much? It was just a kiss. Sure, a kiss that I've been thinking about non stop ever since it happened, different from any other kiss in my life - not that there's been many or I'm a kiss slut or anything.
It was just a kiss. Yeah, and I'm a regular seventeen year old, vampires are simply the stuff of horror movies and I'm staying in this nice house on holiday. I sigh and close my eyes tighter. It's a simple question, why didn't I just answer my sister?
" Dawn?" She asks. I'm not fooling her - or myself for that matter.
" Night" I say, pulling the covers over my head.
***
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