Title: I Won't Leave Again
Chapter: Surprise
Author: Niki
Rating: PG13 If you watch Buffy, you can read this. It's got some sexual innuendo and a little swearing(Bloody Hell mostly)
Spoilers: Takes place ten years after the end of season six, so anything up to season six is fair game.
Summary: Ten years after season six, Dawn is a single mother, Buffy is dead, and Willow and Xander are married and have a baby. Dawn is being hunted by Angelus, and Spike comes back to Sunnydale with a little surprise.
Disclaimer: I own Nothing! Jos owns everything. Although I wish I owned Spike (insert evil laugh here)
Ships: Xander/Willow, talks about Angel/Dawn, Will eventually be Spike/Dawn.
A/N-to make things less confusing, Willow's nickname will be Wills, and William will be Will.
A/N2 I have never gotten so many reviews in just one day before! As a thanks for reviewing, here's another chapter.
The three remaining Scoobies talking long into the night about plans and strategies to keep Dawn and her children safe from their vampire stalker. Around midnight they went to bed, believing they had done all they could, but wishing they could do more.
~*~*~*~*~
Dawn had a lot of trouble sleeping, and when her alarm clock went off, she was already awake. She got up and got ready for work. She put on a cream colored blouse, a floral print skirt, and a pink sweater. It was the kind of outfit she had promised herself she would never wear back in high school, but times had changed. She had changed. She wolk up Maggie, and helped her to choose an outfit for the day. The pink skirt and yellow shirt were so Willowish that Dawn almost laughed. Then she got Will up, who dressed in his normal black jeans and black T-shirt. All he needed was bleached blonde hair, and he would look like an exact replica of Spike, age 5. Joy was in blue jean overalls and a green shirt. After dressing, brushing of teeth and hair, and face washing, the three children were ready for the world. They trouped downstairs, where Willow had breakfast waiting for them, and lunch boxes on the counter.
~*~*~*~*~
When Dawn dropped them off at school, she told them that Uncle Xander would be picking them up right after school, and to meet him in the office. She counseled them not to go with anyone else, unless she specifically called and talked to them. She wasn't afraid of him doing anything during the day, but she was sure that he could get a human to do it for him.
~*~*~*~*~
After stopping at Starbucks for her daily Chai Tea, She headed over to the Sunnydale Marriot. Sliding into the receptionists desk she had occupied for 6 years now, she felt safe. It was daylight, he couldn't get her, and she was the slayer. No human he sent would be able to stop her.
~*~*~*~*~
Dawn was bored. It had been a slow day, only 5 people checking in in 10 hours. It was now 7:00, and the sun had just gone down. She had recently called the house, and had been assured that her children were fine, so she had nothing to do but flip through a six months out of date magazine. The bell on the door rang, and she looked up. A dark haired man, in black jeans and a black T-shirt looking vaguely familiar walked in, a little girl with blonde hair and blue eyes following behind him. she thought it was kind of weird that the little girl was dressed in all black too. She had a black shirt, black skirt, and black mary-janes on. The man walked up to the counter. The second she heard the English accent, she knew.
"Could I get a room please?" he asked, politely.
"Sp...Sp...Spike?" Dawn stuttered, still not believing it was him. He stared at her, trying to figure out who she was.
" Bloody Hell! Dawnie?" She swiftly walked out from behind the counter and was enveloped in a huge hug.
"What are you doing here!" she then slapped him, "And why did you leave?"
"What was that for?" he asked, ducking a punch.
"Leaving," she sobbed into his shoulder, as he pulled her into a big hug.
"Well, I'm back now. and to answer your questions, I left because if I didn't, there wouldn't be enough of me to sweep into a dustpan. I don't know if she told..."
"She did Spike. And she wouldn't have staked you, believe me, I know." Dawn said in a quiet and certain voice. "Why are you back?"
"I need the slayer's help."
"Well, you won't get it."
"But I thought you said she wouldn't..."
"She's dead Spike."
"Bloody Hell! your joking, right Nibblet, please tell me you're joking?" he said, as tears streamed down his face.
"Daddy?" the forgotten little girl asked from beside him, "Why are you crying? and why do you keep calling that lady my nickname?"
"Daddy?" Dawn asked incredulously.
"Sweetie, I'm crying because an old friend of daddy's died. And this lady is Dawn. I used to know her a long time ago, before you were born. I used your nickname for her back then"
"Okay Daddy," she said, and went back to counting the tiles on the floor.
"Spike, she died 8 years ago, in a plane crash."
"So, it wasn't like the others, the ones that I killed, she didn't lose her will to live?"
"No Spike, she had all the will to live in the world, after..."
"After what?"
"I can't tell you, only show you. Come on, my shift is over, and you can stay at my house. We have a lot to talk about.
~*~*~*~*~
Spike followed Dawn home in his mini-van. Dawn had giggled when she had seen it, who would have thought that Spike would ever drive a minivan! They parked in the driveway, and started to walk up to the house.
When they reached the door, Spike paused.
"Bit, you're going to have to invite me in..."
"Why?"
"Didn't she revoke my invitation after..."
"No," Dawn answered quietly, "She was hoping you would come back."
And with that she opened the door. And all hell broke lose
Chapter: Surprise
Author: Niki
Rating: PG13 If you watch Buffy, you can read this. It's got some sexual innuendo and a little swearing(Bloody Hell mostly)
Spoilers: Takes place ten years after the end of season six, so anything up to season six is fair game.
Summary: Ten years after season six, Dawn is a single mother, Buffy is dead, and Willow and Xander are married and have a baby. Dawn is being hunted by Angelus, and Spike comes back to Sunnydale with a little surprise.
Disclaimer: I own Nothing! Jos owns everything. Although I wish I owned Spike (insert evil laugh here)
Ships: Xander/Willow, talks about Angel/Dawn, Will eventually be Spike/Dawn.
A/N-to make things less confusing, Willow's nickname will be Wills, and William will be Will.
A/N2 I have never gotten so many reviews in just one day before! As a thanks for reviewing, here's another chapter.
The three remaining Scoobies talking long into the night about plans and strategies to keep Dawn and her children safe from their vampire stalker. Around midnight they went to bed, believing they had done all they could, but wishing they could do more.
~*~*~*~*~
Dawn had a lot of trouble sleeping, and when her alarm clock went off, she was already awake. She got up and got ready for work. She put on a cream colored blouse, a floral print skirt, and a pink sweater. It was the kind of outfit she had promised herself she would never wear back in high school, but times had changed. She had changed. She wolk up Maggie, and helped her to choose an outfit for the day. The pink skirt and yellow shirt were so Willowish that Dawn almost laughed. Then she got Will up, who dressed in his normal black jeans and black T-shirt. All he needed was bleached blonde hair, and he would look like an exact replica of Spike, age 5. Joy was in blue jean overalls and a green shirt. After dressing, brushing of teeth and hair, and face washing, the three children were ready for the world. They trouped downstairs, where Willow had breakfast waiting for them, and lunch boxes on the counter.
~*~*~*~*~
When Dawn dropped them off at school, she told them that Uncle Xander would be picking them up right after school, and to meet him in the office. She counseled them not to go with anyone else, unless she specifically called and talked to them. She wasn't afraid of him doing anything during the day, but she was sure that he could get a human to do it for him.
~*~*~*~*~
After stopping at Starbucks for her daily Chai Tea, She headed over to the Sunnydale Marriot. Sliding into the receptionists desk she had occupied for 6 years now, she felt safe. It was daylight, he couldn't get her, and she was the slayer. No human he sent would be able to stop her.
~*~*~*~*~
Dawn was bored. It had been a slow day, only 5 people checking in in 10 hours. It was now 7:00, and the sun had just gone down. She had recently called the house, and had been assured that her children were fine, so she had nothing to do but flip through a six months out of date magazine. The bell on the door rang, and she looked up. A dark haired man, in black jeans and a black T-shirt looking vaguely familiar walked in, a little girl with blonde hair and blue eyes following behind him. she thought it was kind of weird that the little girl was dressed in all black too. She had a black shirt, black skirt, and black mary-janes on. The man walked up to the counter. The second she heard the English accent, she knew.
"Could I get a room please?" he asked, politely.
"Sp...Sp...Spike?" Dawn stuttered, still not believing it was him. He stared at her, trying to figure out who she was.
" Bloody Hell! Dawnie?" She swiftly walked out from behind the counter and was enveloped in a huge hug.
"What are you doing here!" she then slapped him, "And why did you leave?"
"What was that for?" he asked, ducking a punch.
"Leaving," she sobbed into his shoulder, as he pulled her into a big hug.
"Well, I'm back now. and to answer your questions, I left because if I didn't, there wouldn't be enough of me to sweep into a dustpan. I don't know if she told..."
"She did Spike. And she wouldn't have staked you, believe me, I know." Dawn said in a quiet and certain voice. "Why are you back?"
"I need the slayer's help."
"Well, you won't get it."
"But I thought you said she wouldn't..."
"She's dead Spike."
"Bloody Hell! your joking, right Nibblet, please tell me you're joking?" he said, as tears streamed down his face.
"Daddy?" the forgotten little girl asked from beside him, "Why are you crying? and why do you keep calling that lady my nickname?"
"Daddy?" Dawn asked incredulously.
"Sweetie, I'm crying because an old friend of daddy's died. And this lady is Dawn. I used to know her a long time ago, before you were born. I used your nickname for her back then"
"Okay Daddy," she said, and went back to counting the tiles on the floor.
"Spike, she died 8 years ago, in a plane crash."
"So, it wasn't like the others, the ones that I killed, she didn't lose her will to live?"
"No Spike, she had all the will to live in the world, after..."
"After what?"
"I can't tell you, only show you. Come on, my shift is over, and you can stay at my house. We have a lot to talk about.
~*~*~*~*~
Spike followed Dawn home in his mini-van. Dawn had giggled when she had seen it, who would have thought that Spike would ever drive a minivan! They parked in the driveway, and started to walk up to the house.
When they reached the door, Spike paused.
"Bit, you're going to have to invite me in..."
"Why?"
"Didn't she revoke my invitation after..."
"No," Dawn answered quietly, "She was hoping you would come back."
And with that she opened the door. And all hell broke lose