A/N ok. I noticed that I made a few typos in the last chapter so please
forgive me. The black rose was for "her"... not for "him" and she watched
them "from" afar not "for". Hopefully, you figured that out for yourselves
but just in case. I just don't want to confuse you.
Ok... back to the story.
"Dawn, you my friend, are a genius," Dawn congratulated herself as she stepped out the backdoor with two bags of garbage in each hand. "Dawn Summers-she may look like she's taking out the garbage but beware, she is really out to spy on sisters and their secret vampire boyfriends everywhere." Dawn threw the bags into the trashcans outside and paused to see if she could hear Buffy's conversation from around the corner. She wrinkled her nose when she realized she couldn't. Curiously, she was about to creep around the side of the house to get a better look when she noticed something rustling in the bushes. "Hello? Anyone there?" she asked nervously, as she reached for something to protect herself with. The bush began to shake more and more violently and Dawn watched with wide eyes as she slowly retreated backwards. Finally, the bushes flew open and out stepped a small black cat. "Hey there, little guy," Dawn cooed with relief, slowly stepping toward the beaming animal. The cat stared at her with its glowing yellow eyes before bounding off into shadow. Dawn instinctively followed after it and ran into darkness to find it. She ran after the scampering cat until she ran smack into a darkly draped figure.
"Hello, darling," the figure drawled as the cat purred at her heels. The figure reached out a pale arm and covered Dawn's mouth before she had the chance to scream. "I've been waiting."
* * *
Buffy couldn't help but grin like a fool as she cuddled in Spike's arms. She was enjoying the comfort of the night sky as she breathed in every part of him. His gaze rested gently on her forehead and she stared up at his face with secure pleasure. This was all too good to be true.
"I'm not dreaming, am I?" Buffy asked skeptically.
"How many times do I have to kiss you before you believe me slayer?"
"MmMMm. try me." Spike leaned in close and their lips met in a warm, loving kiss.
"I really could get used to this," Spike smiled.
"Tell me about it." Buffy reluctantly got up from her seat on the porch stairs and pulled Spike to his feet. "We better go check on Dawn," she suggested, "but you know, Mom is still at the hospital so you can come in for a bit if you'd like."
"How can a guy pass up an opportunity like that?"
Spike's hand closed around Buffy's as they headed into the house. "Dawn," Buffy called looking back and forth for her dark haired sister. "Dawn, you can stop eavesdropping and come out now." Buffy raised her eyebrows in slight worry.
"Don't worry, love," Spike reassured her, sensing her discomfort, "she's around here somewhere."
"Dawwwwwwwwwwwwwwn!"
"Geez Buffy, you want Dawn to come, not go deaf."
"Sorry baby."
Spike and Buffy walked around the house, hand in hand in search of Dawn. They saw no sign of her at all until they get into the kitchen.
"Oh no!" Buffy gasped, spotting the open, unlocked backdoor. "Spike- Spike, she's gone."
"What?" Spike's eyes darted to where Buffy's were lingering and his face shifted into a horrified stare.
"What are we going to do? We have no idea who it was or where they took her or what they want."
"Well, we should probably go find Willow. Maybe she can do a locating spell or something."
"Ok. She said she was going bronzing tonight with Tara so we can find her there."
"Hey, do you think on our way over there I can check on Dru really quick? She's really weak and she might be hungry. She can do some major damage if I don't make sure everything is alright."
"Ok," she whimpered as they turned to the door. "Spike?" she asked questioningly as she reached for his arm.
"Yes, pet?"
"What is going to happen between you and Drusilla? I mean, now that we-"
"I'll take care of it Buffy. I love you- remember that. I just have to find the right moment. You can't forget that I loved Dru for hundreds of years before I even met you."
"I know," she said quietly. "I just don't want to lose you."
"And I have no intention of being lost," he assured her sweetly as he enveloped her in his embrace.
* * *
Spike opened the door to his crypt and allowed Buffy to step in first. "Wow, what is this all about?" Buffy asked, her eyes glued to the floor. Spike walked in and saw that there was a trail of rose petals and candles making a pathway towards the trapdoor that led down into an underground cave.
"She probably arranged this for me," he smirked with a little bit of arrogance mixed in with sympathy. "It probably means she's somewhere down here." Spike motioned to the hatch. Slowly, he pulled away the door and they both descended down the wooden ladder. Buffy pulled a flaming torch off the wall and held it out in front of her to get a better view.
"Buffy!" Buffy looked up to see Dawn chained to the cave's walls with a terrified look on her face.
"Dawn! Dawn, are you-"
Before she could finish, both Buffy and Spike were struck over the head and knocked unconscious on the cold stone floor.
"Dawn, you my friend, are a genius," Dawn congratulated herself as she stepped out the backdoor with two bags of garbage in each hand. "Dawn Summers-she may look like she's taking out the garbage but beware, she is really out to spy on sisters and their secret vampire boyfriends everywhere." Dawn threw the bags into the trashcans outside and paused to see if she could hear Buffy's conversation from around the corner. She wrinkled her nose when she realized she couldn't. Curiously, she was about to creep around the side of the house to get a better look when she noticed something rustling in the bushes. "Hello? Anyone there?" she asked nervously, as she reached for something to protect herself with. The bush began to shake more and more violently and Dawn watched with wide eyes as she slowly retreated backwards. Finally, the bushes flew open and out stepped a small black cat. "Hey there, little guy," Dawn cooed with relief, slowly stepping toward the beaming animal. The cat stared at her with its glowing yellow eyes before bounding off into shadow. Dawn instinctively followed after it and ran into darkness to find it. She ran after the scampering cat until she ran smack into a darkly draped figure.
"Hello, darling," the figure drawled as the cat purred at her heels. The figure reached out a pale arm and covered Dawn's mouth before she had the chance to scream. "I've been waiting."
* * *
Buffy couldn't help but grin like a fool as she cuddled in Spike's arms. She was enjoying the comfort of the night sky as she breathed in every part of him. His gaze rested gently on her forehead and she stared up at his face with secure pleasure. This was all too good to be true.
"I'm not dreaming, am I?" Buffy asked skeptically.
"How many times do I have to kiss you before you believe me slayer?"
"MmMMm. try me." Spike leaned in close and their lips met in a warm, loving kiss.
"I really could get used to this," Spike smiled.
"Tell me about it." Buffy reluctantly got up from her seat on the porch stairs and pulled Spike to his feet. "We better go check on Dawn," she suggested, "but you know, Mom is still at the hospital so you can come in for a bit if you'd like."
"How can a guy pass up an opportunity like that?"
Spike's hand closed around Buffy's as they headed into the house. "Dawn," Buffy called looking back and forth for her dark haired sister. "Dawn, you can stop eavesdropping and come out now." Buffy raised her eyebrows in slight worry.
"Don't worry, love," Spike reassured her, sensing her discomfort, "she's around here somewhere."
"Dawwwwwwwwwwwwwwn!"
"Geez Buffy, you want Dawn to come, not go deaf."
"Sorry baby."
Spike and Buffy walked around the house, hand in hand in search of Dawn. They saw no sign of her at all until they get into the kitchen.
"Oh no!" Buffy gasped, spotting the open, unlocked backdoor. "Spike- Spike, she's gone."
"What?" Spike's eyes darted to where Buffy's were lingering and his face shifted into a horrified stare.
"What are we going to do? We have no idea who it was or where they took her or what they want."
"Well, we should probably go find Willow. Maybe she can do a locating spell or something."
"Ok. She said she was going bronzing tonight with Tara so we can find her there."
"Hey, do you think on our way over there I can check on Dru really quick? She's really weak and she might be hungry. She can do some major damage if I don't make sure everything is alright."
"Ok," she whimpered as they turned to the door. "Spike?" she asked questioningly as she reached for his arm.
"Yes, pet?"
"What is going to happen between you and Drusilla? I mean, now that we-"
"I'll take care of it Buffy. I love you- remember that. I just have to find the right moment. You can't forget that I loved Dru for hundreds of years before I even met you."
"I know," she said quietly. "I just don't want to lose you."
"And I have no intention of being lost," he assured her sweetly as he enveloped her in his embrace.
* * *
Spike opened the door to his crypt and allowed Buffy to step in first. "Wow, what is this all about?" Buffy asked, her eyes glued to the floor. Spike walked in and saw that there was a trail of rose petals and candles making a pathway towards the trapdoor that led down into an underground cave.
"She probably arranged this for me," he smirked with a little bit of arrogance mixed in with sympathy. "It probably means she's somewhere down here." Spike motioned to the hatch. Slowly, he pulled away the door and they both descended down the wooden ladder. Buffy pulled a flaming torch off the wall and held it out in front of her to get a better view.
"Buffy!" Buffy looked up to see Dawn chained to the cave's walls with a terrified look on her face.
"Dawn! Dawn, are you-"
Before she could finish, both Buffy and Spike were struck over the head and knocked unconscious on the cold stone floor.