Description: Buffy, Spike, Dawn and the rest of the scoobs are perfectly
happy. But when Angelus and Drusilla kidnap Dawn as a ploy to get rid of
Spike all hell brakes loose. Buffy's forced to choose between family and
her soul mate.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Joss owns everything, along with Mutant Enemy and whoever else is involved. I plead with the forces that be everyday, but I still got nuttin, lol.
Distribution: I don't really care if you take it; just make sure you give me credit. It took me a long time to come up with this.
Spoilers: Post "Gift", and since I have yet to see season 6, I don't know if there are any spoilers.
The next morning Dawn was in her room dressing for school. She chose a pair of faded jeans and a light green, clingy shirt. She dressed, admiring the outfit in her mirror. 'Nice.shoes. I need shoes!' she thought. She dug through her closet tossing aside pairs and pairs of shoes. 'Figures I have absolutely nothing to wear.' She sighed as she pushed the clothes and shoes back into her closet, struggling to shut the doors. 'I'll just borrow a pair of Buffy's' Dawn thought happily.
"Dawn! You've got 15 minutes, let's move it!" Buffy called from downstairs where she was busy making breakfast.
"OK!" Dawn shouted. She grabbed her book bag and made her way down the hall, stopping outside her sister's room. She dropped her bag outside the door and casually walked in, shutting the door behind her. She turned around and stopped suddenly. There on the bed lay Spike. He was top-less, maybe even naked. The black silk sheets of the bed contrasted his pale skin making him stand out. As Dawn moved closer she noticed something in his arms. It was Mr. Gordo, Buffy's stuffed pig.
"Well, well, well," Dawn chuckled. "What have we got here?"
At the sound of her voice, Spike stirred, mumbling, "Mmm.Slayer."
Dawn stopped in her tracks and began to laugh hysterically. Luckily she was fast and quiet enough to make it to the closet, and select a pair of shoes. She stumbled slightly while putting them on, but kept her balance. She was almost to the door when Spike started talking again.
"Mmm.feels good Slayer.Little bit'll never know.Mmm."
Dawn began laughing again, louder this time. She turned to leave just as the door flew open. Buffy was standing on the other side hand on hips.
"What are you doing in my room?" She asked. "You better not be stealing any of my clothes again."
"More importantly." Dawn said quickly changing the subject. She stepped aside and gestured to the bed, "What's he doing in your room? And what is it that I'll never know?"
Buffy's eyes widened at her discovery. "What are you talking about 'not knowing'?"
As if on cue, Spike began talking again. "Oh Slayer...No, Niblet can't know.Mmm."
Dawn raised an eyebrow at Buffy.
"Um.oh well uh." she stumbled to come up with an excuse. She moved swiftly over the bed while thinking.
"Don't worry Buff," Dawn said in a calm, almost reassuring voice, "I already knew. Spike's a good choice. Hell of a lot better than Angel." Dawn turned to walk out of the room but turned to add, "Oh and if you two don't want anyone else to find out about this, try and be a little quieter when you fuck."
"Dawn!" Buffy shouted. "Get moving.you're going to be late. And watch your language."
Dawn quickly escaped through the open door. She grabbed her book bag and dashed down the steps. She put on her coat, thrusting her key into the pocket, and was out the door.
~*~
Buffy sat on the bed next to Spike and contemplated what had just happened. ' Well now she knows...but I guess she already knew.' Buffy thought. Spike's chest began to rumble as a soft purr rose from it. She smiled, running her fingertips down his bare chest, tickling him. His eyes shot open immediately.
"Morning.or shall I say night?"
"What are you doing up here? Where's the Niblet?" Spike asked rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Um a. it's my room and b. Dawn already left for school." She said. She ran her hand back up his chest to his face. "She knows Spike."
"What? How did she find out?"
"Well she walked in and you were sleeping in my bed. And you were talking in your sleep." Buffy said with a small giggle.
"Really?" Spike asked taking her hand and kissing every fingertip. "What was I saying?"
"Mmm.you were basically telling her how good I was last night. I think I set a new record in your book or something. She also said we were loud. Are we?"
Spike laughed his deep, baritone laugh. "Well." he said, beginning to kiss up her arm, "when you scream out my name over and over and over..." Buffy hit him in the chest playfully. "What do you say we attempt to break our previous record?"
Buffy grinned widely as she snuggled up next to him. She planted a kiss on his lips and broke it momentarily to speak. "I say...gentlemen, start you engines."
~*~
"Buffy!" Dawn yelled coming home after a tiresome day at school. "Buffy I'm home!" There was no answer. "Buffy!?" Dawn cried, beginning to panic slightly. "Buffy where are you?" She made her way through the living room and into the kitchen. She sighed noticing the piece of yellow paper lying folded on the kitchen island. A wave of relief swept over her as she read the note out loud.
Dawn, Giles called me out on a Slayer emergency. Spike's coming with me. We should be home later tonight, but if we're not home by 8 I want you to go to the Magic Box. Xander and Anya will be there. Love, Buffy & Spike
Dawn laughed at the site of Spike's sloppy name written next to Buffy's neat one. She refolded the paper and tossed it back on the counter and went to the living room. She walked to the couch and plopped down. "Great," she sighed heavily, "Another night with the horny couple." She began flipping through the channels - a sitcom here, a game show there - nothing special. It wasn't long before she was in a deep slumber.
~*~
She was standing on the tower Glory had constructed. Her hands were tied to the poles and her toes dangled over the opening in the floor. A cool breeze whipped through, sending chills up her spine.
Doc was there, and he had a knife. Spike had tried to save her.tried and failed. His eyes lingered in her mind, so hurt, so painful. Now he lay at the bottom in pain. He might have even been killed, and it was all her fault. Everything was her fault.
She cried in agony as Doc sliced into her side. The blood trickled down her stomach. He sliced her other side, making an identical tear in her skin.
"Dawn!" Buffy cried as she hoisted herself up onto the platform. She shoved Doc off the side, sending him flying through the air. She untied Dawn's hands as the portal opened. It all happened so fast that Dawn's mind couldn't keep up.
"...I love you, I will always love you...tell Giles-tell Giles I figured it out, and that I'm okay...Dawn, the hardest thing in this world is to live in it. Be strong. Live...for me."
The next thing she saw was her sister leaping off the platform into the portal. A shock of emotion ran through Dawn's sleeping body as a tear ran down her cheek.
It was like someone had hit a fast forward button, because the next thing she knew, Dawn was sitting at the Courthouse. In Buffy's will, Giles was given full custody of Dawn. But Giles couldn't stand to be in Sunnydale any longer, and was moving back to England. Dawn had refused to go with him, so Giles had decided to sign over custody to Spike. They left building, dropping Giles off at the airport and continuing home.
Dawn spent the next week in bed. She ate next to nothing and hardly talked at all. She spent most days in her pajamas, curled up on the couch with Spike watching Passions. She also spent her nights next to Spike, who was plagued by horrible nightmares.
Fast-forwarding, she found herself in the Magic box. Everyone was moping around as they had since the night Buffy had died. Everyone was there; even Giles had flown in for the long weekend. But he and Willow and Tara were in the backroom working on something.
Suddenly there was a flash of light from the back followed by a delighted squeal from Willow. Everyone rushed to the door, but it was locked. Xander pounded on the door, but back away quickly as the lock clicked and the doorknob began to turn. Buffy was the one opening the door. There were gasps and screams from everyone. Xander even fainted.
After reviving Xander, Dawn spent the rest of the day near Buffy. She refused to let her out of her sight for more than a second.
The last thing Dawn saw were glimpses of Angel. His face was that of a human, but there was a sense of evil hovering around him.
She awoke on the couch in a cold sweat. Her head was spinning with visions from her dreams, and her fast was stiff from dried tears. "Buffy." She cried in a small whimper. Tears welled up in her eyes and she suddenly remembered everything. "Right. Slayer emergency." She said aloud trying to desperately calm herself. She looked over at the VCR, the green numbers reading 7:14.
Dawn got up from the couch and headed to the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator and took out the juice, pouring herself a small glass.
Suddenly a sound from the back of the house made Dawn jump, almost spilling her drink. Her skin crawled as she thought of what it could be: demons, vampires, hell gods. She quickly shook the thoughts out of her head. "Screw this," she said, setting the empty glass on the counter, "I'm going to the Magic Shop." She quickly found a piece of paper and jotted down a note.
Buffy, I went to the Magic Box. Got bored. I'll wait there for you. Love, Dawnie
She folded the paper and hung it under a magnet on the fridge. She walked swiftly to the door, grabbing her coat. She was out the door and almost off the porch before she remembered her key. She groaned loudly as she trudged up the steps and opened the door. To her surprise there was a person standing on the other side.
"Angel!"
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Joss owns everything, along with Mutant Enemy and whoever else is involved. I plead with the forces that be everyday, but I still got nuttin, lol.
Distribution: I don't really care if you take it; just make sure you give me credit. It took me a long time to come up with this.
Spoilers: Post "Gift", and since I have yet to see season 6, I don't know if there are any spoilers.
The next morning Dawn was in her room dressing for school. She chose a pair of faded jeans and a light green, clingy shirt. She dressed, admiring the outfit in her mirror. 'Nice.shoes. I need shoes!' she thought. She dug through her closet tossing aside pairs and pairs of shoes. 'Figures I have absolutely nothing to wear.' She sighed as she pushed the clothes and shoes back into her closet, struggling to shut the doors. 'I'll just borrow a pair of Buffy's' Dawn thought happily.
"Dawn! You've got 15 minutes, let's move it!" Buffy called from downstairs where she was busy making breakfast.
"OK!" Dawn shouted. She grabbed her book bag and made her way down the hall, stopping outside her sister's room. She dropped her bag outside the door and casually walked in, shutting the door behind her. She turned around and stopped suddenly. There on the bed lay Spike. He was top-less, maybe even naked. The black silk sheets of the bed contrasted his pale skin making him stand out. As Dawn moved closer she noticed something in his arms. It was Mr. Gordo, Buffy's stuffed pig.
"Well, well, well," Dawn chuckled. "What have we got here?"
At the sound of her voice, Spike stirred, mumbling, "Mmm.Slayer."
Dawn stopped in her tracks and began to laugh hysterically. Luckily she was fast and quiet enough to make it to the closet, and select a pair of shoes. She stumbled slightly while putting them on, but kept her balance. She was almost to the door when Spike started talking again.
"Mmm.feels good Slayer.Little bit'll never know.Mmm."
Dawn began laughing again, louder this time. She turned to leave just as the door flew open. Buffy was standing on the other side hand on hips.
"What are you doing in my room?" She asked. "You better not be stealing any of my clothes again."
"More importantly." Dawn said quickly changing the subject. She stepped aside and gestured to the bed, "What's he doing in your room? And what is it that I'll never know?"
Buffy's eyes widened at her discovery. "What are you talking about 'not knowing'?"
As if on cue, Spike began talking again. "Oh Slayer...No, Niblet can't know.Mmm."
Dawn raised an eyebrow at Buffy.
"Um.oh well uh." she stumbled to come up with an excuse. She moved swiftly over the bed while thinking.
"Don't worry Buff," Dawn said in a calm, almost reassuring voice, "I already knew. Spike's a good choice. Hell of a lot better than Angel." Dawn turned to walk out of the room but turned to add, "Oh and if you two don't want anyone else to find out about this, try and be a little quieter when you fuck."
"Dawn!" Buffy shouted. "Get moving.you're going to be late. And watch your language."
Dawn quickly escaped through the open door. She grabbed her book bag and dashed down the steps. She put on her coat, thrusting her key into the pocket, and was out the door.
~*~
Buffy sat on the bed next to Spike and contemplated what had just happened. ' Well now she knows...but I guess she already knew.' Buffy thought. Spike's chest began to rumble as a soft purr rose from it. She smiled, running her fingertips down his bare chest, tickling him. His eyes shot open immediately.
"Morning.or shall I say night?"
"What are you doing up here? Where's the Niblet?" Spike asked rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Um a. it's my room and b. Dawn already left for school." She said. She ran her hand back up his chest to his face. "She knows Spike."
"What? How did she find out?"
"Well she walked in and you were sleeping in my bed. And you were talking in your sleep." Buffy said with a small giggle.
"Really?" Spike asked taking her hand and kissing every fingertip. "What was I saying?"
"Mmm.you were basically telling her how good I was last night. I think I set a new record in your book or something. She also said we were loud. Are we?"
Spike laughed his deep, baritone laugh. "Well." he said, beginning to kiss up her arm, "when you scream out my name over and over and over..." Buffy hit him in the chest playfully. "What do you say we attempt to break our previous record?"
Buffy grinned widely as she snuggled up next to him. She planted a kiss on his lips and broke it momentarily to speak. "I say...gentlemen, start you engines."
~*~
"Buffy!" Dawn yelled coming home after a tiresome day at school. "Buffy I'm home!" There was no answer. "Buffy!?" Dawn cried, beginning to panic slightly. "Buffy where are you?" She made her way through the living room and into the kitchen. She sighed noticing the piece of yellow paper lying folded on the kitchen island. A wave of relief swept over her as she read the note out loud.
Dawn, Giles called me out on a Slayer emergency. Spike's coming with me. We should be home later tonight, but if we're not home by 8 I want you to go to the Magic Box. Xander and Anya will be there. Love, Buffy & Spike
Dawn laughed at the site of Spike's sloppy name written next to Buffy's neat one. She refolded the paper and tossed it back on the counter and went to the living room. She walked to the couch and plopped down. "Great," she sighed heavily, "Another night with the horny couple." She began flipping through the channels - a sitcom here, a game show there - nothing special. It wasn't long before she was in a deep slumber.
~*~
She was standing on the tower Glory had constructed. Her hands were tied to the poles and her toes dangled over the opening in the floor. A cool breeze whipped through, sending chills up her spine.
Doc was there, and he had a knife. Spike had tried to save her.tried and failed. His eyes lingered in her mind, so hurt, so painful. Now he lay at the bottom in pain. He might have even been killed, and it was all her fault. Everything was her fault.
She cried in agony as Doc sliced into her side. The blood trickled down her stomach. He sliced her other side, making an identical tear in her skin.
"Dawn!" Buffy cried as she hoisted herself up onto the platform. She shoved Doc off the side, sending him flying through the air. She untied Dawn's hands as the portal opened. It all happened so fast that Dawn's mind couldn't keep up.
"...I love you, I will always love you...tell Giles-tell Giles I figured it out, and that I'm okay...Dawn, the hardest thing in this world is to live in it. Be strong. Live...for me."
The next thing she saw was her sister leaping off the platform into the portal. A shock of emotion ran through Dawn's sleeping body as a tear ran down her cheek.
It was like someone had hit a fast forward button, because the next thing she knew, Dawn was sitting at the Courthouse. In Buffy's will, Giles was given full custody of Dawn. But Giles couldn't stand to be in Sunnydale any longer, and was moving back to England. Dawn had refused to go with him, so Giles had decided to sign over custody to Spike. They left building, dropping Giles off at the airport and continuing home.
Dawn spent the next week in bed. She ate next to nothing and hardly talked at all. She spent most days in her pajamas, curled up on the couch with Spike watching Passions. She also spent her nights next to Spike, who was plagued by horrible nightmares.
Fast-forwarding, she found herself in the Magic box. Everyone was moping around as they had since the night Buffy had died. Everyone was there; even Giles had flown in for the long weekend. But he and Willow and Tara were in the backroom working on something.
Suddenly there was a flash of light from the back followed by a delighted squeal from Willow. Everyone rushed to the door, but it was locked. Xander pounded on the door, but back away quickly as the lock clicked and the doorknob began to turn. Buffy was the one opening the door. There were gasps and screams from everyone. Xander even fainted.
After reviving Xander, Dawn spent the rest of the day near Buffy. She refused to let her out of her sight for more than a second.
The last thing Dawn saw were glimpses of Angel. His face was that of a human, but there was a sense of evil hovering around him.
She awoke on the couch in a cold sweat. Her head was spinning with visions from her dreams, and her fast was stiff from dried tears. "Buffy." She cried in a small whimper. Tears welled up in her eyes and she suddenly remembered everything. "Right. Slayer emergency." She said aloud trying to desperately calm herself. She looked over at the VCR, the green numbers reading 7:14.
Dawn got up from the couch and headed to the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator and took out the juice, pouring herself a small glass.
Suddenly a sound from the back of the house made Dawn jump, almost spilling her drink. Her skin crawled as she thought of what it could be: demons, vampires, hell gods. She quickly shook the thoughts out of her head. "Screw this," she said, setting the empty glass on the counter, "I'm going to the Magic Shop." She quickly found a piece of paper and jotted down a note.
Buffy, I went to the Magic Box. Got bored. I'll wait there for you. Love, Dawnie
She folded the paper and hung it under a magnet on the fridge. She walked swiftly to the door, grabbing her coat. She was out the door and almost off the porch before she remembered her key. She groaned loudly as she trudged up the steps and opened the door. To her surprise there was a person standing on the other side.
"Angel!"