Title: Always
Author: Roxy
Spoilers: No spoilers, just a thought that has been running through my mind quite a bit. more like a day dream. It's kind of sad.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters. "Buffy The Vampire Slayer" belongs to UPN, and Joss Whendon.
Summary: Spike and Dawn have a whirlwind romance only to be cut short by death. Hope you all enjoy this one!
Rating: PG-13
Feedback: OH! please! I need the stuff... makes me write faster. Tell me if you all want me to continue on this fic! Spoon feed me anything... even if you hate this fic... tell me!
The soft kiss lingered on Dawn's lips, its burning sensation entirely consuming her whole. The thing was she knew this was wrong,, no matter how much she wanted it to be right, she knew it was wrong. She swallowed hard not yet ready to pull away from him.
What would they all think, she wondered, not wanting to see the look on her sister's face. Buffy had been through this. But Buffy had used Spike; she never loved him. She never could love him, but Dawn could and did. Buffy had had a fling with Spike, but it wasn't real like this. To Dawn this was real. The kiss was real, so was the sex. The way Spike touched her, caressed her like a delicate doll, the way he twirled her dark hair around his fingers when he made love to her. It was all real, Dawn could tell.
"Spike..." She would whisper to him burning inside and outside, needing him so much that it pained her when he left.
"Pet..." He would say as he looked deep into her eyes, "I love you."
"How much?" She would ask, and he would ultimately reply with, "As much as the stars in the sky can hold. Always." Dawn had a thing for whirlwind secrets and romances, and Spike spoon-fed her the stuff.
Spike used to leave every other week, so there would be no suspicion. He didn't much like the attention.
Lately, Dawn had acquired a job at the Magic Box, something to keep her busy both mentally and physically. It had all gone all right, and Dawn knew something bad might happen. Life usually altered between Good and Bad.
Dawn's heart pounded as the Magic Box's door flung open nearly tearing of the bell above it. She spun around quickly only to see Spike running through the door in such a frantic that it could only be one thing. An apocalypse. The stench of death was almost overpowering.
"Spike!" Dawn cried out so loudly that the others in the Magic Box turned to look. Buffy, Xander, Willow, Giles and Anya looked between the frantic teenager and the vampire. Dawn didn't care anymore, she started at that moment, she didn't care if they all knew, she rushed over to the bleeding and bruised Spike. Her head spun, she was so dizzy.
She took the dying vampire in her arms, this was her apocalypse, tears ran down her cheeks slowly, the salt infecting her inner wounds. She slipped with him down to the floor. She had never told him that she loved him, she was too afraid to let anyone in. Everything she touched died, even now the living dead.
Dawn stroked Spike's platinum blond hair back, out of his face. For the others, confusion left them, and that confusion was replaced with a dull aching. Buffy was in shock, her face expression showed it. Dawn and Spike? How unreal was that? How long had it been? A sort of anger boiled inside her, but the anger disappeared nearly completely when she saw her little sister's face. Buffy knew what it was like to hold the dead.
"What happened?" Dawn whispered so softly to Spike that it was barely audible, but the fact that her voice was drowned in sorrow and despair made it seem almost as if it didn't matter at all what she said.
Spike reached up towards her face with a hand to wipe her tears away. He wouldn't answer her, he wouldn't speak. Her lower lip started to tremble, then her body did too, "You'll be fine." She told him more to convince herself then him.
"No Dawn..." He choked out, "No... I won't." This furiated her.
"You are not going to die on me! I won't let you." Dawn said in a determination.
"Sorry to break it to you Nibblet, I've been dead along time."
"What about what we have..." She whispered to him, "You told me that made you feel alive."
"It does. It always has. You make me feel alive."
Dawn heart seemed to stop, "And you love me?"
"Always"
"Then don't leave me." She stated through gritted teeth.
"I have to... I do... every day."
"But you come back."
"Not this time."
Her tears flowed smoothly down her face, she held back a sob, "I won't let you go."
"I'm sorry Dawn."
"Don't be sorry!" She said so sharply that a chill ran through the Magic Box, she talked more quietly, "Don't be sorry.... be here.." She barely took a breath.
"Dawn..." He sighed softly as he lost the movement her had once had, his body was slowly fading away.
She looked pale as him, and horrified, "But... but.." She stumbled on words.
Spike listened attentively to Dawn, blue eyes into blue eyes, "I know pet..." He told her softly.
"How can you know when I've never said the words?" She gulped down the bulge in her throat, "How can you?"
"I know."
Spike leaned towards the dark haired beauty and kissed her softly before turning to dust before her eyes. Her heart broke.
"Spike... I love you..." She whispered to the dust, "Always." and then she broke.
Author: Roxy
Spoilers: No spoilers, just a thought that has been running through my mind quite a bit. more like a day dream. It's kind of sad.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters. "Buffy The Vampire Slayer" belongs to UPN, and Joss Whendon.
Summary: Spike and Dawn have a whirlwind romance only to be cut short by death. Hope you all enjoy this one!
Rating: PG-13
Feedback: OH! please! I need the stuff... makes me write faster. Tell me if you all want me to continue on this fic! Spoon feed me anything... even if you hate this fic... tell me!
The soft kiss lingered on Dawn's lips, its burning sensation entirely consuming her whole. The thing was she knew this was wrong,, no matter how much she wanted it to be right, she knew it was wrong. She swallowed hard not yet ready to pull away from him.
What would they all think, she wondered, not wanting to see the look on her sister's face. Buffy had been through this. But Buffy had used Spike; she never loved him. She never could love him, but Dawn could and did. Buffy had had a fling with Spike, but it wasn't real like this. To Dawn this was real. The kiss was real, so was the sex. The way Spike touched her, caressed her like a delicate doll, the way he twirled her dark hair around his fingers when he made love to her. It was all real, Dawn could tell.
"Spike..." She would whisper to him burning inside and outside, needing him so much that it pained her when he left.
"Pet..." He would say as he looked deep into her eyes, "I love you."
"How much?" She would ask, and he would ultimately reply with, "As much as the stars in the sky can hold. Always." Dawn had a thing for whirlwind secrets and romances, and Spike spoon-fed her the stuff.
Spike used to leave every other week, so there would be no suspicion. He didn't much like the attention.
Lately, Dawn had acquired a job at the Magic Box, something to keep her busy both mentally and physically. It had all gone all right, and Dawn knew something bad might happen. Life usually altered between Good and Bad.
Dawn's heart pounded as the Magic Box's door flung open nearly tearing of the bell above it. She spun around quickly only to see Spike running through the door in such a frantic that it could only be one thing. An apocalypse. The stench of death was almost overpowering.
"Spike!" Dawn cried out so loudly that the others in the Magic Box turned to look. Buffy, Xander, Willow, Giles and Anya looked between the frantic teenager and the vampire. Dawn didn't care anymore, she started at that moment, she didn't care if they all knew, she rushed over to the bleeding and bruised Spike. Her head spun, she was so dizzy.
She took the dying vampire in her arms, this was her apocalypse, tears ran down her cheeks slowly, the salt infecting her inner wounds. She slipped with him down to the floor. She had never told him that she loved him, she was too afraid to let anyone in. Everything she touched died, even now the living dead.
Dawn stroked Spike's platinum blond hair back, out of his face. For the others, confusion left them, and that confusion was replaced with a dull aching. Buffy was in shock, her face expression showed it. Dawn and Spike? How unreal was that? How long had it been? A sort of anger boiled inside her, but the anger disappeared nearly completely when she saw her little sister's face. Buffy knew what it was like to hold the dead.
"What happened?" Dawn whispered so softly to Spike that it was barely audible, but the fact that her voice was drowned in sorrow and despair made it seem almost as if it didn't matter at all what she said.
Spike reached up towards her face with a hand to wipe her tears away. He wouldn't answer her, he wouldn't speak. Her lower lip started to tremble, then her body did too, "You'll be fine." She told him more to convince herself then him.
"No Dawn..." He choked out, "No... I won't." This furiated her.
"You are not going to die on me! I won't let you." Dawn said in a determination.
"Sorry to break it to you Nibblet, I've been dead along time."
"What about what we have..." She whispered to him, "You told me that made you feel alive."
"It does. It always has. You make me feel alive."
Dawn heart seemed to stop, "And you love me?"
"Always"
"Then don't leave me." She stated through gritted teeth.
"I have to... I do... every day."
"But you come back."
"Not this time."
Her tears flowed smoothly down her face, she held back a sob, "I won't let you go."
"I'm sorry Dawn."
"Don't be sorry!" She said so sharply that a chill ran through the Magic Box, she talked more quietly, "Don't be sorry.... be here.." She barely took a breath.
"Dawn..." He sighed softly as he lost the movement her had once had, his body was slowly fading away.
She looked pale as him, and horrified, "But... but.." She stumbled on words.
Spike listened attentively to Dawn, blue eyes into blue eyes, "I know pet..." He told her softly.
"How can you know when I've never said the words?" She gulped down the bulge in her throat, "How can you?"
"I know."
Spike leaned towards the dark haired beauty and kissed her softly before turning to dust before her eyes. Her heart broke.
"Spike... I love you..." She whispered to the dust, "Always." and then she broke.