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 soulmate.
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 morning light peeked through the blinds of Dawn's room. They had been pulled and turned down to avoid letting any light in. But still a few rays managed to sneak in. The light shone on Buffy's face, warming her skin. Her eyes twitched and slowly opened. She turned slowly, throwing her arm over her body expecting to hit Spike. However her arm merely hit the mattress bouncing.
"Spike?" she asked to no one. Jumping up, and looking around the room she shouted again. "Spike!" He was nowhere in sight. She stumbled to the door, flinging it open and bounding into the hallway. "SPIKE!" she shouted on the verge of tears.
"Yeah?" he answered stepping out of the bathroom, a towel over his head.
She leapt at him, throwing her arms around his neck. "I was so scared." She admitted. "I thought Angel."
Spike was caught off guard by her attack, but he soon regained control. He wrapped his strong arms around her body, lifting her off the ground. They spun in a slow circle, her golden hair flying gently behind her. He gently set her back on the ground giving her a quick peck on the cheek. "I'll never leave you." He whispered sweetly. "Now you best get moving.we've got to go."
"Where?" she asked confused.
"To the Magic Box. Gotta meet up with the Scoobs. Red called this morning, said she found a spell but she needs you there in order for it to work." He rubbed the towel over his damp hair.
"Oh.ok. Do I have time for a quick shower first?" she asked hopefully, snatching the towel from him.
"And your idea of quick is like.what.forty minutes?" he teased.
"Maybe 35 if I hurry." She said disappearing into the bathroom shutting the door behind her.
Spike laughed happily to himself and trudged downstairs to make them some breakfast.
~*~
"SLAYER!" Spike screamed pounding on the bathroom door. "You've been in there for." he glanced down at his watch, "almost a bloody hour! Your breakfast is getting cold!"
The shower shut off abruptly. "Finally" Spike sighed. "Your breakfast will be waiting downstairs for you. We've gotta run." Spike yelled through the door. He turned and walked only a few steps before she stopped him.
"Spike."
He turned around looking back at the bathroom door. She was standing behind it with her head peaking through a crack
"Could you get my clothes?" she asked with a coy grin.
"Why can't you get your own damn clothes?" he answered a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"Because to do that I'd have to walk through the house naked."
"What? Like I've never seen you naked before? Where were you last week when Dawn was staying at her friends house?" Spike wiggled his eyesbrows and gave a short purr.
Buffy rolled her eyes and pointed an arm out to her room. "Please?!"
Spike grumbled and groaned, disappearing into Buffy's room, reemerging seconds later carrying a light pink sundress. He walked to the bathroom and handed to Buffy, turning and walking away.
"Spike.does it look like we're going bloody dancing? I need something to fight in," she said throwing the dress back at him.
Spike turned and looked at her. "Did you just say 'bloody'?" he asked with a slight grin on his face.
"N-no." she stammered.
"Did too." Spike gloated. "Well looks like the Big Bad has left his mark." He disappeared back into Buffy's room. He reappeared quickly a pair of black leather pants, and a white tank top draped over his arm. "Your wardrobe ma'am." He teased, bowing before her.
Buffy laughed and took the clothes from him. "Thank you kind sir." She said shutting the door.
Spike laughed thinking, 'What the hell's wrong with us? The Niblet's in horrible danger and we're joking and laughing. Cor.'. He retreated downstairs and took his place on the couch. He was busy watching 'The Price is Right' when Buffy came down. "What's bloody wrong with you?! Who would pay that much for a couch!" he screamed at the TV.
"You do know they can't hear you right?" Buffy said sliding her demin jacket over her arms. Her hair was still wet, pinned up against her head with a clamp.
'Huh,' Spike thought looking up at her, even when she's just out of the shower she's beautiful.' "Sorry luv," he said turning off the tv and walking towards her, "Ready to go?" He grabbed his duster and threw it over his head.
Buffy laughed softly. She walked to the opened the door and followed him out completely forgetting about her breakfast on the counter.
~*~
Dawn's eyes flluttered open. She sat up straight in bed, wondering where she was. 'Oh right I'm in hell on Earth.'
She stood up and stretched yawning. She walked over to the door, not expecting much to happen. She tugged on the handle and much to her surprise, the door budged from its frame. She pulled it open and walked cautiously into the hall. There was no one in sight. She continued down the hall and into a room that reminded her of a living room. There was hardwood floors, and two couches. On the far side of the room was a fairly small hole in the floor with railing around it. Dawn crept towards it, finally realizing that it was a spiral staircase that led downstairs somewhere. She looked down but could see nothing but black. Cautiously she made her way down a few until she could see what was happening below.
There was a long table set in the middle of the room, and a group of vampires and demons were seated around it. Dawn moved down a few more steps until she could hear what was being said.
"...there will be plenty of opportunities. He is always out in the night." A scaly looking demon was talking. He looked like a fish...a fish with claws and a mouth full of jagged teeth.
"Well then why haven't you done it?!" Angel shouted jumping up from the table and slammed his fists down. "You've had all the time in the world to kill him, so why haven't you?!"
A large demon rose from the opposite end of the table. The first thing Dawn thought of was he looked like a jamiacan with fake rub-on tan. "Master," the demon said in a deep, husky voice. "I tried to kill him earlier, but the Slayer...she protects him."
"So I've heard." Angel said beginning to pace the room. "Is everything prepared upstairs?"
"Everything." A vampire said.
"Good. I guess we'll just have to go with the original plan. Use the girl as bait and kill him the old fashion way."
Dawn had heard enough. She started back up the steps. She reached the top, only to be met by three gangster looking vampires.
"Hear anything interesting?" The one in front asked.
~*~
Willow was pacing the floor of the Magic Box nerviously. "Where are they?" she asked Giles.
"I'm sure they're on their way." He reassured her.
"It's just that...well i don't really know if this spell will work...and what if it doesn't...what if we can't find him and he does something to Dawn...what if he kills her? I can't live knowing that I'm responsible for that!"
"Get ahold of yourself Will." Xander said calmly. "Everything is going to be fine." He was flipping throught the pages of Gile's latest issue of England Today. It wasn't Xander's prime choice for reading material, but it was all Giles had.
"You can't know that!" Willow screamed, tearing the magazine from his hands.
"What's the news?" Buffy called coming throught the door.
Spike charged in after her, trying desperatly to avoid the sunlight. He threw his duster down on the hardwood floor and stomped the flames out. Once they were gone he causally picked up the coat and threw it over a nearby chair. "'Ello."
"Buffy!" Willow cried, "I'm do glad to see you. We haven't got a lot of time." She grabbed Buffy's arm and drug her to the back room. Tara quickly followed closing the door behind them.
"Now where are they going?" Spike asked walking to the back door.
Giles stepped in front of him. "They're...uh...performing the ritual...to find Angel. It's best if we leave them be." He led Spike back over to the couch and sat him down.
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 morning light peeked through the blinds of Dawn's room. They had been pulled and turned down to avoid letting any light in. But still a few rays managed to sneak in. The light shone on Buffy's face, warming her skin. Her eyes twitched and slowly opened. She turned slowly, throwing her arm over her body expecting to hit Spike. However her arm merely hit the mattress bouncing.
"Spike?" she asked to no one. Jumping up, and looking around the room she shouted again. "Spike!" He was nowhere in sight. She stumbled to the door, flinging it open and bounding into the hallway. "SPIKE!" she shouted on the verge of tears.
"Yeah?" he answered stepping out of the bathroom, a towel over his head.
She leapt at him, throwing her arms around his neck. "I was so scared." She admitted. "I thought Angel."
Spike was caught off guard by her attack, but he soon regained control. He wrapped his strong arms around her body, lifting her off the ground. They spun in a slow circle, her golden hair flying gently behind her. He gently set her back on the ground giving her a quick peck on the cheek. "I'll never leave you." He whispered sweetly. "Now you best get moving.we've got to go."
"Where?" she asked confused.
"To the Magic Box. Gotta meet up with the Scoobs. Red called this morning, said she found a spell but she needs you there in order for it to work." He rubbed the towel over his damp hair.
"Oh.ok. Do I have time for a quick shower first?" she asked hopefully, snatching the towel from him.
"And your idea of quick is like.what.forty minutes?" he teased.
"Maybe 35 if I hurry." She said disappearing into the bathroom shutting the door behind her.
Spike laughed happily to himself and trudged downstairs to make them some breakfast.
~*~
"SLAYER!" Spike screamed pounding on the bathroom door. "You've been in there for." he glanced down at his watch, "almost a bloody hour! Your breakfast is getting cold!"
The shower shut off abruptly. "Finally" Spike sighed. "Your breakfast will be waiting downstairs for you. We've gotta run." Spike yelled through the door. He turned and walked only a few steps before she stopped him.
"Spike."
He turned around looking back at the bathroom door. She was standing behind it with her head peaking through a crack
"Could you get my clothes?" she asked with a coy grin.
"Why can't you get your own damn clothes?" he answered a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"Because to do that I'd have to walk through the house naked."
"What? Like I've never seen you naked before? Where were you last week when Dawn was staying at her friends house?" Spike wiggled his eyesbrows and gave a short purr.
Buffy rolled her eyes and pointed an arm out to her room. "Please?!"
Spike grumbled and groaned, disappearing into Buffy's room, reemerging seconds later carrying a light pink sundress. He walked to the bathroom and handed to Buffy, turning and walking away.
"Spike.does it look like we're going bloody dancing? I need something to fight in," she said throwing the dress back at him.
Spike turned and looked at her. "Did you just say 'bloody'?" he asked with a slight grin on his face.
"N-no." she stammered.
"Did too." Spike gloated. "Well looks like the Big Bad has left his mark." He disappeared back into Buffy's room. He reappeared quickly a pair of black leather pants, and a white tank top draped over his arm. "Your wardrobe ma'am." He teased, bowing before her.
Buffy laughed and took the clothes from him. "Thank you kind sir." She said shutting the door.
Spike laughed thinking, 'What the hell's wrong with us? The Niblet's in horrible danger and we're joking and laughing. Cor.'. He retreated downstairs and took his place on the couch. He was busy watching 'The Price is Right' when Buffy came down. "What's bloody wrong with you?! Who would pay that much for a couch!" he screamed at the TV.
"You do know they can't hear you right?" Buffy said sliding her demin jacket over her arms. Her hair was still wet, pinned up against her head with a clamp.
'Huh,' Spike thought looking up at her, even when she's just out of the shower she's beautiful.' "Sorry luv," he said turning off the tv and walking towards her, "Ready to go?" He grabbed his duster and threw it over his head.
Buffy laughed softly. She walked to the opened the door and followed him out completely forgetting about her breakfast on the counter.
~*~
Dawn's eyes flluttered open. She sat up straight in bed, wondering where she was. 'Oh right I'm in hell on Earth.'
She stood up and stretched yawning. She walked over to the door, not expecting much to happen. She tugged on the handle and much to her surprise, the door budged from its frame. She pulled it open and walked cautiously into the hall. There was no one in sight. She continued down the hall and into a room that reminded her of a living room. There was hardwood floors, and two couches. On the far side of the room was a fairly small hole in the floor with railing around it. Dawn crept towards it, finally realizing that it was a spiral staircase that led downstairs somewhere. She looked down but could see nothing but black. Cautiously she made her way down a few until she could see what was happening below.
There was a long table set in the middle of the room, and a group of vampires and demons were seated around it. Dawn moved down a few more steps until she could hear what was being said.
"...there will be plenty of opportunities. He is always out in the night." A scaly looking demon was talking. He looked like a fish...a fish with claws and a mouth full of jagged teeth.
"Well then why haven't you done it?!" Angel shouted jumping up from the table and slammed his fists down. "You've had all the time in the world to kill him, so why haven't you?!"
A large demon rose from the opposite end of the table. The first thing Dawn thought of was he looked like a jamiacan with fake rub-on tan. "Master," the demon said in a deep, husky voice. "I tried to kill him earlier, but the Slayer...she protects him."
"So I've heard." Angel said beginning to pace the room. "Is everything prepared upstairs?"
"Everything." A vampire said.
"Good. I guess we'll just have to go with the original plan. Use the girl as bait and kill him the old fashion way."
Dawn had heard enough. She started back up the steps. She reached the top, only to be met by three gangster looking vampires.
"Hear anything interesting?" The one in front asked.
~*~
Willow was pacing the floor of the Magic Box nerviously. "Where are they?" she asked Giles.
"I'm sure they're on their way." He reassured her.
"It's just that...well i don't really know if this spell will work...and what if it doesn't...what if we can't find him and he does something to Dawn...what if he kills her? I can't live knowing that I'm responsible for that!"
"Get ahold of yourself Will." Xander said calmly. "Everything is going to be fine." He was flipping throught the pages of Gile's latest issue of England Today. It wasn't Xander's prime choice for reading material, but it was all Giles had.
"You can't know that!" Willow screamed, tearing the magazine from his hands.
"What's the news?" Buffy called coming throught the door.
Spike charged in after her, trying desperatly to avoid the sunlight. He threw his duster down on the hardwood floor and stomped the flames out. Once they were gone he causally picked up the coat and threw it over a nearby chair. "'Ello."
"Buffy!" Willow cried, "I'm do glad to see you. We haven't got a lot of time." She grabbed Buffy's arm and drug her to the back room. Tara quickly followed closing the door behind them.
"Now where are they going?" Spike asked walking to the back door.
Giles stepped in front of him. "They're...uh...performing the ritual...to find Angel. It's best if we leave them be." He led Spike back over to the couch and sat him down.