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etc... except of course the ones I make up.
Summary: While Dawn is dealing with balancing school, slaying and dating, Buffy and Spike are dealing with their relation. And all together they are dealing with impending apocalypse.
Spoilers: Well, it takes place about a year and a half after "Normal Again", but it's pretty AU. Xander and Anya are married and Tara is alive.
Continuity: It's the sequel to "The Delegation of Aurelius". However, you don't really need to read it to understand this fic. It sort of just picks up where "TDoA" left off.
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APOCALYPSE NOW... AGAIN
Chapter 8: Waking
David sat nervously on the couch in the Summers' home. Tara brought him a glass of water which shook so furiously in his hands that he had to put down the glass. He hadn't spoken a word since he and Dawn had left the Bronze. She had even had to drive his own car back to her house. He walked dazedly inside and just collapsed onto her couch.
Dawn stood next to Spike in the doorway between the entrance hall and the living room. They both just stared at the young man till Spike broke the silence.
"Maybe he's broken," he said, trying to bring a little levity to the mix.
"I just wanted to go on a date. Just one date. I thought I could be normal for a night, just one night. What was I thinking?"
Spike placed a comforting hand on the girls shoulder. "I know."
She made no response and just stood for a moment before walking over to Dave a kneeling in front of him so that they were at eye level.
"Dave? Are you okay?"
David looked her in the eyes and sighed. "It just can't be real, it just can't be. All these things that we were taught couldn't hurt us, couldn't come out from under our beds and hurt us, it's all a lie."
"Dave, listen to me, I know you're freaked. Believe me I know. But it's important that you don't tell anyone what you saw tonight, okay? No one can know what you saw. Not your mom, not your friends. Do you understand?"
David sighed again and nodded. Dawn smiled at him and she wrapped her arms around his neck. He hugged her back and felt a sudden comfort come over his body. He loved having her in his arms. He had known her for years and he always loved having her in his arms.
Dawn released him and stood up. She helped him to his feet and noticed that he had stopped shaking. She smiled at him and thought for a second that she might get lost staring into his bright blue eyes. Suddenly, he seemed to get distracted and he shook his head before looking back up at Dawn.
"Dawn, what happened tonight?"
Dawn sighed, not really sure what to say. It was pretty late and she didn't feel like getting into the book definition of her sacred duties.
"Dave, I'm a vampire Slayer, so is Buffy. Long story short, into every generation one girl is born who is really strong. Like, uber-strong. Uh she alone can fight the vampire and other various demons. Did that make any sense?"
Dave nodded, "I think it did. One thing though, how are you and your sister both Slayers?"
Dawn let out a weak laugh. "That is another story for another day, supposing you want to ever see me again."
Dave walked up to her and took her hands. "I always was to be around you."
Dawn blushed and smiled brightly. She leaned into kiss him when Willow walked into the room, Tara following close behind.
"Is everything okay?" Willow asked.
"Yeah," Davis answered politely. "I'm okay."
Willow smiled sweetly. "Good, because you were not looking so good a few minutes ago."
"I'm better."
"You should get home," Tara told him softly. "We wouldn't want your parents to worry."
"Yeah, I guess."
David and Dawn walked hand in hand past Spike over to the door. "Well, goodnight Ms. Summers," he told her half-jokingly. "I had a wonderful night up until the vampires."
Dawn giggled. "I guess we'll have to do it again then."
"I guess we will," David replied as he leaned in to kiss her. As their lips touched, an extreme warmth washed over Dawn, and she felt completely out of herself. When Spike saw them kiss, he was bout to interject until Willow slapped him harshly on the chest and pulled him into the kitchen.
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Spike jerked awake, panting unnecessarily; it was more habit than anything else. He felt the tears from him nightmare welling up in his eyes and he quickly wiped them away. Buffy rolled over in bed, obviously awoken by his own sudden awakening. When she heard his quick and rattling breaths, she sat up and looked at him as best she could through her tired eyes.
"Spike? Spike, what's wrong?"
Spike just looked at her and the sight made tears spring back into his eyes and they began to flow slowly. He grabbed her into his arms and held onto her tightly. She wrapped her arms around him and rubbed her palms soothingly on his back.
"I had the dream again. God, I hadn't had it in years. But I saw it all like it happened yesterday. God, Buffy-"
Buffy couldn't understand what he was talking about. "Spike, what do you mean? What did you see."
"That night," he sobbed quietly. "That night on the tower."
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Spike saw Doc holding the night out in front of Dawn. The dirty bastard.
"Do you know what," the demon taunted. "Just about time."
Dawn looked up and saw Spike pulling himself onto the platform. "Spike!" She called out desperately.
Doc turned around to face Spike. He had a smug smile spread across his seemingly innocent face.
"Doesn't a man stay dead when you him?" Spike asked cockily.
"Look who's talking."
"Come on Doc! Let's you and me have a go."
"I do have a prior appointment," he said, nodding his head and Dawn.
"This won't take long."
"No, I suppose it won't."
Spike went toward the creature and he back at Spike. Like a blur, Doc was suddenly standing behind Spike, and driving the knife into his back. Spike screamed in pain and surprise. Doc pushed him off and Spike turned to face him. They both panted unnecessarily.
"You don't come near the girl, Doc," Spike warned.
"I don't smell a soul anywhere on you. Why do you even care?"
That hurt. That burned Spike like a thousand piercing wounds, that hurt. He didn't why he cared, why he felt the need to protect Dawn so much. He said all that he could think of.
"I made a promise to a lady."
Doc let out was sounded like a short laugh. "Oh."
Suddenly Doc shot his tongue out of his mouth at Spike. The vampire was almost expecting it this time and he dodged it quickly. Before he knew it though, Doc had swept him off his feet and when he stood again, the demon was holding him from behind.
"I'll send the lady your regards," Doc whispered cruelly into Spike's ear. He looked at Dawn, his Nibblet, his girl. That was the first time he had ever thought of her as that. As his anything. That was when he realized his affection for her came from more than the love of her sister, it came from his love for her.
"No-" he whispered, realizing that he had missed his chance, that he couldn't save her now. He felt Doc shove him from the top of the twoer, and he knew he was screaming the whole way down. However, all he could hear was her shreik of fear and disappointment.
The next thing he remembered was getting up, and wondering how long he had been lying on the ground. He walked over to where he could see all the Scoobies assembling. And the he saw it. He saw her body. He saw her lifeless body lying on the pile of rubble, and he cried.
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He tried to shake the memory of that horrible night, but it kept replaying in his head. No matter how many times he saved Buffy while he was awake in the nights after he was gone, he saw the same events every night in his sleep. Even after she came back he would see it, but it had been years.
He suddenly had the urge to go check on Dawn. He knew he was being ridiculous but he couldn't help but feel like something was wrong. He got out of bed and walked down the hall to Dawn's room. He opened the door as quietly as he could and saw her sleeping peacefully in her bed. He could faintly hear her heart pounding and her soft breath as her chest rose and fell. He let out a quiet sigh of relief as Buffy came up from behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist. His put his arms over her own.
"See, she's fine," Buffy told him as she turned him around. She placed her palmed softly on his bare chest and looked into his eyes. "She's okay. I'm okay."
Spike nodded. "I love you so much, Buffy."
"I know."
"Sometimes I wonder if you do. I wonder if you could even possibly comprehend how much I am in love with you."
Buffy cocked her head. "I really do. Because William, I'm just as in love with you."
TBC...
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Please please please review! I'd love to know what you guys think. There's cookies and ice cream if you do...
Summary: While Dawn is dealing with balancing school, slaying and dating, Buffy and Spike are dealing with their relation. And all together they are dealing with impending apocalypse.
Spoilers: Well, it takes place about a year and a half after "Normal Again", but it's pretty AU. Xander and Anya are married and Tara is alive.
Continuity: It's the sequel to "The Delegation of Aurelius". However, you don't really need to read it to understand this fic. It sort of just picks up where "TDoA" left off.
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APOCALYPSE NOW... AGAIN
Chapter 8: Waking
David sat nervously on the couch in the Summers' home. Tara brought him a glass of water which shook so furiously in his hands that he had to put down the glass. He hadn't spoken a word since he and Dawn had left the Bronze. She had even had to drive his own car back to her house. He walked dazedly inside and just collapsed onto her couch.
Dawn stood next to Spike in the doorway between the entrance hall and the living room. They both just stared at the young man till Spike broke the silence.
"Maybe he's broken," he said, trying to bring a little levity to the mix.
"I just wanted to go on a date. Just one date. I thought I could be normal for a night, just one night. What was I thinking?"
Spike placed a comforting hand on the girls shoulder. "I know."
She made no response and just stood for a moment before walking over to Dave a kneeling in front of him so that they were at eye level.
"Dave? Are you okay?"
David looked her in the eyes and sighed. "It just can't be real, it just can't be. All these things that we were taught couldn't hurt us, couldn't come out from under our beds and hurt us, it's all a lie."
"Dave, listen to me, I know you're freaked. Believe me I know. But it's important that you don't tell anyone what you saw tonight, okay? No one can know what you saw. Not your mom, not your friends. Do you understand?"
David sighed again and nodded. Dawn smiled at him and she wrapped her arms around his neck. He hugged her back and felt a sudden comfort come over his body. He loved having her in his arms. He had known her for years and he always loved having her in his arms.
Dawn released him and stood up. She helped him to his feet and noticed that he had stopped shaking. She smiled at him and thought for a second that she might get lost staring into his bright blue eyes. Suddenly, he seemed to get distracted and he shook his head before looking back up at Dawn.
"Dawn, what happened tonight?"
Dawn sighed, not really sure what to say. It was pretty late and she didn't feel like getting into the book definition of her sacred duties.
"Dave, I'm a vampire Slayer, so is Buffy. Long story short, into every generation one girl is born who is really strong. Like, uber-strong. Uh she alone can fight the vampire and other various demons. Did that make any sense?"
Dave nodded, "I think it did. One thing though, how are you and your sister both Slayers?"
Dawn let out a weak laugh. "That is another story for another day, supposing you want to ever see me again."
Dave walked up to her and took her hands. "I always was to be around you."
Dawn blushed and smiled brightly. She leaned into kiss him when Willow walked into the room, Tara following close behind.
"Is everything okay?" Willow asked.
"Yeah," Davis answered politely. "I'm okay."
Willow smiled sweetly. "Good, because you were not looking so good a few minutes ago."
"I'm better."
"You should get home," Tara told him softly. "We wouldn't want your parents to worry."
"Yeah, I guess."
David and Dawn walked hand in hand past Spike over to the door. "Well, goodnight Ms. Summers," he told her half-jokingly. "I had a wonderful night up until the vampires."
Dawn giggled. "I guess we'll have to do it again then."
"I guess we will," David replied as he leaned in to kiss her. As their lips touched, an extreme warmth washed over Dawn, and she felt completely out of herself. When Spike saw them kiss, he was bout to interject until Willow slapped him harshly on the chest and pulled him into the kitchen.
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Spike jerked awake, panting unnecessarily; it was more habit than anything else. He felt the tears from him nightmare welling up in his eyes and he quickly wiped them away. Buffy rolled over in bed, obviously awoken by his own sudden awakening. When she heard his quick and rattling breaths, she sat up and looked at him as best she could through her tired eyes.
"Spike? Spike, what's wrong?"
Spike just looked at her and the sight made tears spring back into his eyes and they began to flow slowly. He grabbed her into his arms and held onto her tightly. She wrapped her arms around him and rubbed her palms soothingly on his back.
"I had the dream again. God, I hadn't had it in years. But I saw it all like it happened yesterday. God, Buffy-"
Buffy couldn't understand what he was talking about. "Spike, what do you mean? What did you see."
"That night," he sobbed quietly. "That night on the tower."
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Spike saw Doc holding the night out in front of Dawn. The dirty bastard.
"Do you know what," the demon taunted. "Just about time."
Dawn looked up and saw Spike pulling himself onto the platform. "Spike!" She called out desperately.
Doc turned around to face Spike. He had a smug smile spread across his seemingly innocent face.
"Doesn't a man stay dead when you him?" Spike asked cockily.
"Look who's talking."
"Come on Doc! Let's you and me have a go."
"I do have a prior appointment," he said, nodding his head and Dawn.
"This won't take long."
"No, I suppose it won't."
Spike went toward the creature and he back at Spike. Like a blur, Doc was suddenly standing behind Spike, and driving the knife into his back. Spike screamed in pain and surprise. Doc pushed him off and Spike turned to face him. They both panted unnecessarily.
"You don't come near the girl, Doc," Spike warned.
"I don't smell a soul anywhere on you. Why do you even care?"
That hurt. That burned Spike like a thousand piercing wounds, that hurt. He didn't why he cared, why he felt the need to protect Dawn so much. He said all that he could think of.
"I made a promise to a lady."
Doc let out was sounded like a short laugh. "Oh."
Suddenly Doc shot his tongue out of his mouth at Spike. The vampire was almost expecting it this time and he dodged it quickly. Before he knew it though, Doc had swept him off his feet and when he stood again, the demon was holding him from behind.
"I'll send the lady your regards," Doc whispered cruelly into Spike's ear. He looked at Dawn, his Nibblet, his girl. That was the first time he had ever thought of her as that. As his anything. That was when he realized his affection for her came from more than the love of her sister, it came from his love for her.
"No-" he whispered, realizing that he had missed his chance, that he couldn't save her now. He felt Doc shove him from the top of the twoer, and he knew he was screaming the whole way down. However, all he could hear was her shreik of fear and disappointment.
The next thing he remembered was getting up, and wondering how long he had been lying on the ground. He walked over to where he could see all the Scoobies assembling. And the he saw it. He saw her body. He saw her lifeless body lying on the pile of rubble, and he cried.
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He tried to shake the memory of that horrible night, but it kept replaying in his head. No matter how many times he saved Buffy while he was awake in the nights after he was gone, he saw the same events every night in his sleep. Even after she came back he would see it, but it had been years.
He suddenly had the urge to go check on Dawn. He knew he was being ridiculous but he couldn't help but feel like something was wrong. He got out of bed and walked down the hall to Dawn's room. He opened the door as quietly as he could and saw her sleeping peacefully in her bed. He could faintly hear her heart pounding and her soft breath as her chest rose and fell. He let out a quiet sigh of relief as Buffy came up from behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist. His put his arms over her own.
"See, she's fine," Buffy told him as she turned him around. She placed her palmed softly on his bare chest and looked into his eyes. "She's okay. I'm okay."
Spike nodded. "I love you so much, Buffy."
"I know."
"Sometimes I wonder if you do. I wonder if you could even possibly comprehend how much I am in love with you."
Buffy cocked her head. "I really do. Because William, I'm just as in love with you."
TBC...
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Please please please review! I'd love to know what you guys think. There's cookies and ice cream if you do...