Spike's eyes opened as he felt gentle hands changing the bandage on his chest. Dawn's face came into view as the bleariness of 16 hours of sleep wore off. She smiled at him when she noticed he was awake, taping the gauze down expertly.
"I could be a nurse with all the bandaging I do." She said, placing her hand over the bandage, "You're healing fast."
"One of the perks." He mumbled rubbing his eyes, "So. Will I live?"
Dawn chuckled and slid into bed next to him, "You could try. But since you're already dead--"
Spike smacked her playfully on her backside, "Smart ass."
"You taught me."
There was a slight lull, and Spike finally spoke up, "We should talk about last night"
"Yeah. All of it. Including the girl who tried to stake you."
"I was thinking more along the lines of before that, but yeah. That, too...Actually, I think she was more than just a girl who knew her vampires."
Dawn tensed slightly, "A slayer?"
"I don't know, but maybe."
"I was really scared last night. In more than one way. When we--" She faltered but forced herself to say what needed to be said before they repeated themselves with the days of silence they had dealt with weeks before, "When we were kissing and things got...you know, I got scared. But after you left, I got really scared. Are you, were you, mad?"
"Mad?" Spike leaned back to look at her, "Why would I be mad?"
"I don't know. I might have given you signals or something."
"No, it wasn't that...I don't want to push you into anything and--"
"Push? I was humping you, hello?"
"OK, so maybe you were. But--"
"Spike? Can we just forget it for now? Things got out of hand, we stopped it, you almost died. The end."
He sighed, "I just don't want you thinking I'm mad for some stupid reason like...that."
Dawn kissed him on the cheek, "Thank you. But we really should investigate that girl--"
"Are you sure you want to get involved, Nibblet?" Spike asked, "If she is a Slayer, you might be reminded of Buffy and--"
"If she's a Slayer, I want to know. I need to know."
Spike nodded, running his fingers through her hair, "OK. Then you can help me find her, if that's what you want."
"OK."
They fell silent for several moments, Spike's fingers trailing lazily through her hair until Dawn finally broke the silence, "Don't get staked ever again, OK?"
He smiled and pulled her closer, "I'll try."
"I could be a nurse with all the bandaging I do." She said, placing her hand over the bandage, "You're healing fast."
"One of the perks." He mumbled rubbing his eyes, "So. Will I live?"
Dawn chuckled and slid into bed next to him, "You could try. But since you're already dead--"
Spike smacked her playfully on her backside, "Smart ass."
"You taught me."
There was a slight lull, and Spike finally spoke up, "We should talk about last night"
"Yeah. All of it. Including the girl who tried to stake you."
"I was thinking more along the lines of before that, but yeah. That, too...Actually, I think she was more than just a girl who knew her vampires."
Dawn tensed slightly, "A slayer?"
"I don't know, but maybe."
"I was really scared last night. In more than one way. When we--" She faltered but forced herself to say what needed to be said before they repeated themselves with the days of silence they had dealt with weeks before, "When we were kissing and things got...you know, I got scared. But after you left, I got really scared. Are you, were you, mad?"
"Mad?" Spike leaned back to look at her, "Why would I be mad?"
"I don't know. I might have given you signals or something."
"No, it wasn't that...I don't want to push you into anything and--"
"Push? I was humping you, hello?"
"OK, so maybe you were. But--"
"Spike? Can we just forget it for now? Things got out of hand, we stopped it, you almost died. The end."
He sighed, "I just don't want you thinking I'm mad for some stupid reason like...that."
Dawn kissed him on the cheek, "Thank you. But we really should investigate that girl--"
"Are you sure you want to get involved, Nibblet?" Spike asked, "If she is a Slayer, you might be reminded of Buffy and--"
"If she's a Slayer, I want to know. I need to know."
Spike nodded, running his fingers through her hair, "OK. Then you can help me find her, if that's what you want."
"OK."
They fell silent for several moments, Spike's fingers trailing lazily through her hair until Dawn finally broke the silence, "Don't get staked ever again, OK?"
He smiled and pulled her closer, "I'll try."
