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.
Buffy and Spike were trekking through the graveyard, supposedly patrolling. However Spike had Buffy pinned against the wall of a crypt not unlike his own. Her was kissing her aggressively; she returned the kiss just as hard. Their hands wandered each other's bodies.
"We should.really be.killing evil things." Buffy gasped as he began kissing down her neck.
"Yeah," Spike said with a final kiss to her lips. "You're right luv," He backed away and offered his hand; she gladly took it. They had walked no more than ten steps when something grabbed Spike from behind, yanking him to the ground.
Buffy instinctively reached for the stake in her coat pocket. But when she turned around, it wasn't a vampire that had attacked him. It was a monster that Buffy had never seen before in all her years of slaying.
The creature had golden skin that glistened in the moonlight with huge bumps traveling down its back. Its arms were huge with muscle and it's long, dreadlock like hair was hanging over its shoulders. It was currently sitting on Spike, punching him repeatedly.
Buffy, using all her might, managed to throw the creature from Spike. His face was bruised and bloody from its attacks.
The creature came rushing at them, but Buffy managed to detain it, kicking and punching it. Spike quickly joined the fight. Thank God his chip allowed him to beat up demons or he would be able to do nothing but watch.
The creature was a good fighter, but Buffy and Spike as a team were better. A swift kick to the middle from Buffy and a blow to the jaw from Spike and it took off. They opted not to follow it.
"Bloody hell! What was that?" Spike asked wiping the blood from his lip.
"I'm not sure," Buffy said dusting herself off. She had no mark from tonight's fight, nor did she have a single mark to show for her seven years of slaying. "We should probably report it to Giles. He'll have a field day researching." She said with a giggle.
"Yeah," Spike complied with a small laugh. He reached out to take Buffy's hand but drew back quickly, grabbing his shoulder.
"Spike!" Buffy cried, "Oh my God, are you hurt?"
"No worries luv. Probably just a scratch."
"Well we've got a first-aid kit in your car. I'll dress it when we get back." Buffy said taking him by his good arm. "Come on."
They walked, arm in arm, through the graveyard back to the Desoto.
~*~
"Angel!" Dawn shrieked stumbling backwards, "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Dawnie," Angel said coyly stepping inside the house. "How've you been?"
"Angel . Why are you here? Is there another apocalypse coming?" Dawn asking hoping for the best but preparing for the worst.
"No no, nothing like that." Angel assured her, walking into the living room and looking around. "Is Buffy home?"
"No she's out patrolling with Sp-" Dawn caught herself before she let out their secret. Angel was Spike's sire, and she didn't think that Angel learning about Spike and Buffy's relationship would end happily. "Patrolling with...uh...someone. I'm not sure who."
'Poor girl. She thinks I don't know.' Angel thought to himself. "It's probably for the better." Angel moved with super-human speed and was suddenly standing behind Dawn in full game face. "Couldn't properly do this with big sister snooping around." He sunk his fangs into the tender flesh of Dawn's neck. A shrill scream rang out from his victim as the warm, coppery blood entered Angel's mouth. Dawn's limp body fell to the floor in front of Angel.
"Angel" Drusilla sang stepping out of the shadows of the porch. "You said you wouldn't kill her until I had a bite."
"Don't worry Dru," Angelus said bending over and hauling the limp body over his shoulder. "She's not dead. I saved you some."
~*~
They had gone back to the car with intentions of dressing Spike's wound and heading home. However when Spike took off his shirt so Buffy could get to it, their purpose changed drastically. They were currently stationed on the trunk of the Desoto, making out like two, hormone-enraged teens.
"We should really be heading home." she as Spike started kissing her neck. "Dawn's probably at the Magic shop...driving Giles insane."
Spike broke the kiss reluctantly and turned his attention to Buffy. "Giles is tough. He can handle it."
"I know, but that pesky Bill of Rights protects people from cruel and unusual punishment." She said sliding off the car. "We should get home." She walked to the passenger's door and stopped, looking at Spike.
He groaned loudly and headed towards the driver's side, muttering a few choice words beneath his breath. He sunk into the seat and slammed the door.
Buffy slipped in. "Honestly," she said fastening her belt. "You're almost as stubborn as Dawn."
"Am not!" Spike said sarcastically. He started the car and gunned the engine.
"Don't forget the Magic Box!" Buffy yelled just before Spike hit turned. He jerked the wheel to the right hard. "You might want to try to keep the car on the road too." Buffy groaned.
~*~
When Dawn came to, she was tied to a cold metal chair in a dark room. Ropes tied her wrists, shoulders, and middle to the chair. Whoever had put her there sure didn't want her to get out. The room was dark with concrete walls. Dawn thought it might have been a bunker off some sort.
"Hello?!" she cried. Her neck throbbed with pain. "Hello?"
She sat there for a while before they came to her. There were three of them. The first two carried candles and put them into holders on the opposite walls. Until now she hadn't noticed them. The third walked in alone, his hands folded neatly in front of him. He walked up to Dawn and paused, studying her. He reached to her neck, grabbing the necklace and tearing it from her. Immediately his flesh burned and smoked. The vampire swore under his breath and tossed the necklace to the ground, kicking it away.
"Hey!" was all Dawn could manage to say.
"Silence," the vamp commanded. He bent over Dawn and his head dropped to her throat. She cried out as his fangs repierced the flesh that Angel had already punctured. The blood again began to flow. He quickly began licking it up.
"Stop!" a voice cried. Angel stepping into the room and immediately the other vampires dropped to the floor chanting, "Angelus, Angelus."
Angel walked to Dawn, running his fingers over her neck wounds collecting the blood. "Dawnie, Dawnie, Dawnie." he sighed licking her blood from his fingers. "Mmm.your blood is better than that of a Slayer."
"Don't. Call. Me. Dawnie." She said strongly.
"We've been over this." Angel groaned loudly. "I'm the one in charge here and if I want to call you.oh I don't know.Dandelion, I'll call you Dandelion." He said gripping Dawn's lower arms, bringing his face just inches from hers. "And you'll like it."
She could see the anger in his eyes. It was almost like they were portals to hell and you could see the torture and flames through them.
"W-what do you want from me?" she stuttered.
"Well you see Dawnie.ever since your mother decided that Buffy doesn't belong with me, my life's been a living hell - literally. I mean sure i was the one who decided to leave, but I thought I was doing the right thing. Man was I stupid. Now I find out that Buffy's up here in good 'ol Sunnydale banging Spike? I mean come on!" Angel backed away from her, and started to pace the room as he spoke. "Spike doesn't even have a soul. Well not that I do either, but that's besides the point. Spike is scum!"
"Spike's not scum!" Dawn shouted angrily. "He's a sweet, loving, caring."
"Blah, blah, blah." Angel said sarcastically. "It doesn't really matter to me what you think, because in 24 hours he'll be gone. The plan's in action kid.and you're my bait."
"Bait?"
"Yeah.I use you to lure Buffy and Spike to me and then." Angel slammed his hands down on Dawn's wrists. "Wham! They won't know what hit them." He paused noticing the position they had fallen into. He was standing in front of her, bent at the waist, his hands firmly planted on her arms, holding them tightly. She was sitting there, tied to the chair, helpless. He looked deep into her eyes; they were hazel just as Buffy's were, but there was something in Dawn's eyes that hadn't been in hers. A hint of fear maybe.whatever it was it turned Angel on. He liked having power over her.
Dawn shifted uneasily in the chair as Angel stared at her. 'His eyes are beautiful. So dark, so mysterious.NO! Stop it Dawn, what are you thinking? He's.evil!'
"You know," he whispered, his hands shifting slightly upwards on her. "You're very beautiful."
"Are you hitting on me?" Dawn asked. "Ugh! Neanderthal much? I mean you're like my."
Angel cut off her words. He moved quickly pressing his face to Dawn's, his lips meeting hers.
Dawn was caught off guard by his advance. She was all about protesting, but something came over her. Something she couldn't explain. Angel's lips had put her in a trance. They danced wildly with hers. Their souls meshed and they shared a single cause. All either of them wanted was to stay there, together, kissing.
But it wasn't long before the trance wore off and Dawn's senses returned to her. She used what she could of her leg and managed to kick Angel, nailing him where it wouldn't matter if he was living or the undead to hurt him.
"Jesus Christ!" Angel cried falling to the floor. He rolled on the floor. "What the hell were you thinking?"
"ME?! What the hell were you thinking? God, I mean you're my sister's ex, not to mention like 200 years older than me.and.evil!" she added quickly. Dawn was furious, both with Angel and herself. "Buffy would stake you for that. Not to mention Spike. And Bryan! He'd have your head on a silver platter with celery and little.doilies!"
"Bryan?" Angel asked picking himself up off the floor. "Who the hell is Bryan and why would he be a threat to me?"
"Bryan happens to be my boyfriend.my SENIOR boyfriend. Who would gladly kick your ass if he knew you made a move on me."
"Well, well, well." Angel said slowly raising himself, still in obvious pain. He began to circle around her. "You and your sister are a lot more alike than either of you realize."
"Oh yeah.." she said in her cocky attitude. "And how would that be?"
"Well for one thing you both go after older men. Maybe it's just the fact that they have more.experience," he said with a wink, "than the younger ones. Two-both of you reacted the same what when I first kissed you. Well except Buffy threw me over her shoulder and pinned me against the wall." He motioned to the three vamps on the floor and they immediately got up and walked out the door. Angel stopped behind Dawn's chair and bent down whispering in her ear. "Just make sure that you're ready for whatever it is that you kids do nowadays. God knows your sister wasn't." With that he walked out the door, leaving Dawn alone in the room once again.
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.
Buffy and Spike were trekking through the graveyard, supposedly patrolling. However Spike had Buffy pinned against the wall of a crypt not unlike his own. Her was kissing her aggressively; she returned the kiss just as hard. Their hands wandered each other's bodies.
"We should.really be.killing evil things." Buffy gasped as he began kissing down her neck.
"Yeah," Spike said with a final kiss to her lips. "You're right luv," He backed away and offered his hand; she gladly took it. They had walked no more than ten steps when something grabbed Spike from behind, yanking him to the ground.
Buffy instinctively reached for the stake in her coat pocket. But when she turned around, it wasn't a vampire that had attacked him. It was a monster that Buffy had never seen before in all her years of slaying.
The creature had golden skin that glistened in the moonlight with huge bumps traveling down its back. Its arms were huge with muscle and it's long, dreadlock like hair was hanging over its shoulders. It was currently sitting on Spike, punching him repeatedly.
Buffy, using all her might, managed to throw the creature from Spike. His face was bruised and bloody from its attacks.
The creature came rushing at them, but Buffy managed to detain it, kicking and punching it. Spike quickly joined the fight. Thank God his chip allowed him to beat up demons or he would be able to do nothing but watch.
The creature was a good fighter, but Buffy and Spike as a team were better. A swift kick to the middle from Buffy and a blow to the jaw from Spike and it took off. They opted not to follow it.
"Bloody hell! What was that?" Spike asked wiping the blood from his lip.
"I'm not sure," Buffy said dusting herself off. She had no mark from tonight's fight, nor did she have a single mark to show for her seven years of slaying. "We should probably report it to Giles. He'll have a field day researching." She said with a giggle.
"Yeah," Spike complied with a small laugh. He reached out to take Buffy's hand but drew back quickly, grabbing his shoulder.
"Spike!" Buffy cried, "Oh my God, are you hurt?"
"No worries luv. Probably just a scratch."
"Well we've got a first-aid kit in your car. I'll dress it when we get back." Buffy said taking him by his good arm. "Come on."
They walked, arm in arm, through the graveyard back to the Desoto.
~*~
"Angel!" Dawn shrieked stumbling backwards, "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Dawnie," Angel said coyly stepping inside the house. "How've you been?"
"Angel . Why are you here? Is there another apocalypse coming?" Dawn asking hoping for the best but preparing for the worst.
"No no, nothing like that." Angel assured her, walking into the living room and looking around. "Is Buffy home?"
"No she's out patrolling with Sp-" Dawn caught herself before she let out their secret. Angel was Spike's sire, and she didn't think that Angel learning about Spike and Buffy's relationship would end happily. "Patrolling with...uh...someone. I'm not sure who."
'Poor girl. She thinks I don't know.' Angel thought to himself. "It's probably for the better." Angel moved with super-human speed and was suddenly standing behind Dawn in full game face. "Couldn't properly do this with big sister snooping around." He sunk his fangs into the tender flesh of Dawn's neck. A shrill scream rang out from his victim as the warm, coppery blood entered Angel's mouth. Dawn's limp body fell to the floor in front of Angel.
"Angel" Drusilla sang stepping out of the shadows of the porch. "You said you wouldn't kill her until I had a bite."
"Don't worry Dru," Angelus said bending over and hauling the limp body over his shoulder. "She's not dead. I saved you some."
~*~
They had gone back to the car with intentions of dressing Spike's wound and heading home. However when Spike took off his shirt so Buffy could get to it, their purpose changed drastically. They were currently stationed on the trunk of the Desoto, making out like two, hormone-enraged teens.
"We should really be heading home." she as Spike started kissing her neck. "Dawn's probably at the Magic shop...driving Giles insane."
Spike broke the kiss reluctantly and turned his attention to Buffy. "Giles is tough. He can handle it."
"I know, but that pesky Bill of Rights protects people from cruel and unusual punishment." She said sliding off the car. "We should get home." She walked to the passenger's door and stopped, looking at Spike.
He groaned loudly and headed towards the driver's side, muttering a few choice words beneath his breath. He sunk into the seat and slammed the door.
Buffy slipped in. "Honestly," she said fastening her belt. "You're almost as stubborn as Dawn."
"Am not!" Spike said sarcastically. He started the car and gunned the engine.
"Don't forget the Magic Box!" Buffy yelled just before Spike hit turned. He jerked the wheel to the right hard. "You might want to try to keep the car on the road too." Buffy groaned.
~*~
When Dawn came to, she was tied to a cold metal chair in a dark room. Ropes tied her wrists, shoulders, and middle to the chair. Whoever had put her there sure didn't want her to get out. The room was dark with concrete walls. Dawn thought it might have been a bunker off some sort.
"Hello?!" she cried. Her neck throbbed with pain. "Hello?"
She sat there for a while before they came to her. There were three of them. The first two carried candles and put them into holders on the opposite walls. Until now she hadn't noticed them. The third walked in alone, his hands folded neatly in front of him. He walked up to Dawn and paused, studying her. He reached to her neck, grabbing the necklace and tearing it from her. Immediately his flesh burned and smoked. The vampire swore under his breath and tossed the necklace to the ground, kicking it away.
"Hey!" was all Dawn could manage to say.
"Silence," the vamp commanded. He bent over Dawn and his head dropped to her throat. She cried out as his fangs repierced the flesh that Angel had already punctured. The blood again began to flow. He quickly began licking it up.
"Stop!" a voice cried. Angel stepping into the room and immediately the other vampires dropped to the floor chanting, "Angelus, Angelus."
Angel walked to Dawn, running his fingers over her neck wounds collecting the blood. "Dawnie, Dawnie, Dawnie." he sighed licking her blood from his fingers. "Mmm.your blood is better than that of a Slayer."
"Don't. Call. Me. Dawnie." She said strongly.
"We've been over this." Angel groaned loudly. "I'm the one in charge here and if I want to call you.oh I don't know.Dandelion, I'll call you Dandelion." He said gripping Dawn's lower arms, bringing his face just inches from hers. "And you'll like it."
She could see the anger in his eyes. It was almost like they were portals to hell and you could see the torture and flames through them.
"W-what do you want from me?" she stuttered.
"Well you see Dawnie.ever since your mother decided that Buffy doesn't belong with me, my life's been a living hell - literally. I mean sure i was the one who decided to leave, but I thought I was doing the right thing. Man was I stupid. Now I find out that Buffy's up here in good 'ol Sunnydale banging Spike? I mean come on!" Angel backed away from her, and started to pace the room as he spoke. "Spike doesn't even have a soul. Well not that I do either, but that's besides the point. Spike is scum!"
"Spike's not scum!" Dawn shouted angrily. "He's a sweet, loving, caring."
"Blah, blah, blah." Angel said sarcastically. "It doesn't really matter to me what you think, because in 24 hours he'll be gone. The plan's in action kid.and you're my bait."
"Bait?"
"Yeah.I use you to lure Buffy and Spike to me and then." Angel slammed his hands down on Dawn's wrists. "Wham! They won't know what hit them." He paused noticing the position they had fallen into. He was standing in front of her, bent at the waist, his hands firmly planted on her arms, holding them tightly. She was sitting there, tied to the chair, helpless. He looked deep into her eyes; they were hazel just as Buffy's were, but there was something in Dawn's eyes that hadn't been in hers. A hint of fear maybe.whatever it was it turned Angel on. He liked having power over her.
Dawn shifted uneasily in the chair as Angel stared at her. 'His eyes are beautiful. So dark, so mysterious.NO! Stop it Dawn, what are you thinking? He's.evil!'
"You know," he whispered, his hands shifting slightly upwards on her. "You're very beautiful."
"Are you hitting on me?" Dawn asked. "Ugh! Neanderthal much? I mean you're like my."
Angel cut off her words. He moved quickly pressing his face to Dawn's, his lips meeting hers.
Dawn was caught off guard by his advance. She was all about protesting, but something came over her. Something she couldn't explain. Angel's lips had put her in a trance. They danced wildly with hers. Their souls meshed and they shared a single cause. All either of them wanted was to stay there, together, kissing.
But it wasn't long before the trance wore off and Dawn's senses returned to her. She used what she could of her leg and managed to kick Angel, nailing him where it wouldn't matter if he was living or the undead to hurt him.
"Jesus Christ!" Angel cried falling to the floor. He rolled on the floor. "What the hell were you thinking?"
"ME?! What the hell were you thinking? God, I mean you're my sister's ex, not to mention like 200 years older than me.and.evil!" she added quickly. Dawn was furious, both with Angel and herself. "Buffy would stake you for that. Not to mention Spike. And Bryan! He'd have your head on a silver platter with celery and little.doilies!"
"Bryan?" Angel asked picking himself up off the floor. "Who the hell is Bryan and why would he be a threat to me?"
"Bryan happens to be my boyfriend.my SENIOR boyfriend. Who would gladly kick your ass if he knew you made a move on me."
"Well, well, well." Angel said slowly raising himself, still in obvious pain. He began to circle around her. "You and your sister are a lot more alike than either of you realize."
"Oh yeah.." she said in her cocky attitude. "And how would that be?"
"Well for one thing you both go after older men. Maybe it's just the fact that they have more.experience," he said with a wink, "than the younger ones. Two-both of you reacted the same what when I first kissed you. Well except Buffy threw me over her shoulder and pinned me against the wall." He motioned to the three vamps on the floor and they immediately got up and walked out the door. Angel stopped behind Dawn's chair and bent down whispering in her ear. "Just make sure that you're ready for whatever it is that you kids do nowadays. God knows your sister wasn't." With that he walked out the door, leaving Dawn alone in the room once again.