Disclaimer: All the characters belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Fox,
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 19: Falling Together
Dave pushed the door to his house open and led his distraught girlfriend in. She followed silently and closed the door behind her. He wanted to blurt out everything he had been feeling and wished to himself that it were that simple as she came from behind his and grasped his hand. During the entire car ride over to house, he has been planning everything he wanted to tell her into a coherent thought. But now that his opportunity had come, it seemed so hard. He began the only way he could think of.
"We need to talk."
"Yeah," Dawn agreed, "are your parents home?"
"No. They're away for the weekend."
"Okay. Can we go to your room?"
"Sure."
They walked through the house, which happened to be familiar to both of the teenagers. They entered Dave's room and Dawn sat on his bed, feeling uncomfortable in his own skin. She had been in his room many times before, they had known each other since the seventh grade. Fortunately, when Sunnydale High was rebuilt two years ago, Dave and Dawn were both sent there.
"Do you want to go first?" Dave asked politely.
"Okay," Dawn said sheepishly, her voice shook as she spoke and she remained silent after her initial answer.
"Go ahead then," David coaxed.
Dawn sighed heavily and then spoke. "I'm so scared, David, I'm just so afraid."
He sat down next to her and took her delicate hands into his own. "That's okay, you know. You're allowed to be scared."
"But I'm not," she told him, practically at a whisper. "I'm supposed to be the brave one. I have to fight this. I'm the one who has to save the world from the forces of darkness and I'm so scared. I haven't been this afraid since..." Dawn trailed off and remembered the time she spent with Glory and then on the tower the night that Buffy died. It was then that it occurred to her how much Dave really didn't know about her.
"Since what? You haven't been this afraid since what?"
Dawn looked up at him, her eyes full of tears. "Dave, there's some stuff that you need to know... about where I came from."
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Everyone had left. Even Tara went out to look for Willow, just to make sure she didn't do anything stupid. For the first time in what felt like a very long time, Spike and Buffy were alone in the house together. The timing couldn't have been better.
Spike lay on Buffy's bed, shirtless and shoeless with just a pair of pajama pants that he left at Buffy's house so that went he slept over he wouldn't be completely nude. Buffy changed into her favorite "yummy sushi" pajamas and lay down next to her lover. Tears still streaked his face and she kissed his left cheek along his very defined cheekbone.
"I'm sorry," he told her softly.
Buffy pulled back and looked at him, "for what?"
"Falling apart at a time like this."
"Shh," she cooed and she kissed the corner of his lips, "don't worry about it," the Slayer whispered sweetly.
"I do. I just, I still feel like there's nothing to me. I feel like-" he stopped when tears began to fall from his eyes and he closed them, obviously embarrassed.
Buffy moved her body carefully over in the bed so that she was pressed up lightly against him. She took her left hand and placed it on his abdomen and rubbed it soothingly. She hated seeing him so upset, but still couldn't help but feel glad that he had finally let his feelings show to her.
Eventually she could feel the tense muscles in his stomach relaxed and she could tell that he was asleep. She stared at him and she became worried for a second but then checked herself. It just scared her sometimes because when he slept he looked so... dead. It could be a terrifying thing; he looked that same way her mom had when she found her that day. He was so still. But she knew that overall he was okay, and that he wasn't going anywhere.
Buffy pulled the blanket over herself and Spike. She curled up so that her arm fell lazily over his chest and she rested her head on his shoulder. Eventually, the exhausted Slayer drifted off to sleep mumbling, "I love you."
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"Wow," was all Dave could seem to manage after he listened for what seemed like hours to Dawn's explanation of her origen.
"Big wow. It's a lot. I hope you're not to freaked."
"You're just... so new."
"I know. It definitely took some getting used to."
"But you're still Dawn."
"Yeah, I'm still Dawn."
He released a quick breath of laughter. "I wasn't asking," he told her with a smile.
Dawn smiled back before looking down from his eyes at her bare feet. Suddenly she remembered, "Was there something you wanted to tell me?"
Dave looked a little surprised and then embarrassed. "Oh yeah."
"Go ahead then," Dawn told him joke-mockingly.
"Oh... right," he said sheepishly. He stood up quickly, hoping that it would give him the courage to say what he knew he had to, however, it just made him feel like his stomach was slowly sink to his feet. He turned to face Dawn and mustered all of the courage that he could from inside of him.
"I love you," he blurted out. Dawn didn't make any motion at all, but just cocked her head as the hint of a smiled played on the corner of her mouth. Dave blushed after realizing what he had just said and he continued.
"I love you. I'm in love with you. For a long time I guess I've known, especially since we started going out it just kind of dawned on me. I'm in love with you" the more he said it the easier it came out "I'm so in love with you. And I know how strange that is, seeing as how we've only been going out for a few weeks but we've known each other a lot longer and I think I really have always known. When I see you, it's like this little light in my body just goes on and all of me is suddenly alight. You're like this intense fire, Dawn. You're so bright, and warm, and beautiful. Sometimes I know I shouldn't stare but I can't help it. You amaze me; I am enamored by you. Dawn Summers, I love you."
Dave took a deep and looked at Dawn. He waited moments that felt like an eternity for some reaction. Some little sign that she may feel or may eventually feel the same way he did. He looked at Dawn who appeared to be pondering the same exact thing.
Finally, she stood up and took his hands. She placed a sweet kiss on his lips and a slight sigh escaped his lips when she pulled back.
"I love you too," she told him honestly.
"Really?"
"I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it."
Dave smiled and kissed her, harder this time. His tongue explored her mouth vigorously and Dawn pulled on him so that they feel backward onto his bed. During their frenzy of young love, Dawn eagerly pulled of Dave's shirt and he stopped.
"We don't have to, you know, if you don't want to."
Dawn merely laughed, a sound that was true music to David's ears, and she pulled his lips back onto her own.
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"Hey there sad-eyed girl," Tara sheepishly said to Willow, who she saw sitting on a bench in the park. Willow made no response so Tara sat next to her and took her hand. The ex-witch didn't object.
"What're you doing?"
"I can't lose you," Willow blurted out. "I just can't."
"You won't, not really."
"Don't get all poetic on me, Tara. You will die if you do this, we both know that."
"I may not."
"It killed and entire coven of extremely powerful witches. I'm sorry, Tara, but if it killed them all it will kill you too."
"I know, but there's nothing-"
"Let me do the spell," Willow insisted.
"No, I will not let you destroy yourself, not again."
"But-"
"NO!" Tara told her firmly, "that's it."
"So what am I supposed to do, huh?" Willow asked, tears not flowing mercilessly from her eyes. "Just sit back and watch you die?"
"No," Tara answered plainly. "There is something you can do?"
"What?" Willow asked, a bit puzzled.
"I've been researching the spell and, I need an anchor. I want you to do that for me, but NOTHING else. If you do this with me, I want you to promise me that you won't interfere."
Willow twiddled her thumbs and looked at her feet. She considered the question, not sure if she could honestly say that she could. She decided that in truth, she knew that she couldn't make any promises.
"Okay," Willow said. "I won't interfere."
Tara leaned forward and kissed her lover sweetly on mouth. The first few tears fell from her eyes as she whispered, "I love you."
TBC...
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So what did you think? Come on you guys... please review!!!
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 19: Falling Together
Dave pushed the door to his house open and led his distraught girlfriend in. She followed silently and closed the door behind her. He wanted to blurt out everything he had been feeling and wished to himself that it were that simple as she came from behind his and grasped his hand. During the entire car ride over to house, he has been planning everything he wanted to tell her into a coherent thought. But now that his opportunity had come, it seemed so hard. He began the only way he could think of.
"We need to talk."
"Yeah," Dawn agreed, "are your parents home?"
"No. They're away for the weekend."
"Okay. Can we go to your room?"
"Sure."
They walked through the house, which happened to be familiar to both of the teenagers. They entered Dave's room and Dawn sat on his bed, feeling uncomfortable in his own skin. She had been in his room many times before, they had known each other since the seventh grade. Fortunately, when Sunnydale High was rebuilt two years ago, Dave and Dawn were both sent there.
"Do you want to go first?" Dave asked politely.
"Okay," Dawn said sheepishly, her voice shook as she spoke and she remained silent after her initial answer.
"Go ahead then," David coaxed.
Dawn sighed heavily and then spoke. "I'm so scared, David, I'm just so afraid."
He sat down next to her and took her delicate hands into his own. "That's okay, you know. You're allowed to be scared."
"But I'm not," she told him, practically at a whisper. "I'm supposed to be the brave one. I have to fight this. I'm the one who has to save the world from the forces of darkness and I'm so scared. I haven't been this afraid since..." Dawn trailed off and remembered the time she spent with Glory and then on the tower the night that Buffy died. It was then that it occurred to her how much Dave really didn't know about her.
"Since what? You haven't been this afraid since what?"
Dawn looked up at him, her eyes full of tears. "Dave, there's some stuff that you need to know... about where I came from."
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Everyone had left. Even Tara went out to look for Willow, just to make sure she didn't do anything stupid. For the first time in what felt like a very long time, Spike and Buffy were alone in the house together. The timing couldn't have been better.
Spike lay on Buffy's bed, shirtless and shoeless with just a pair of pajama pants that he left at Buffy's house so that went he slept over he wouldn't be completely nude. Buffy changed into her favorite "yummy sushi" pajamas and lay down next to her lover. Tears still streaked his face and she kissed his left cheek along his very defined cheekbone.
"I'm sorry," he told her softly.
Buffy pulled back and looked at him, "for what?"
"Falling apart at a time like this."
"Shh," she cooed and she kissed the corner of his lips, "don't worry about it," the Slayer whispered sweetly.
"I do. I just, I still feel like there's nothing to me. I feel like-" he stopped when tears began to fall from his eyes and he closed them, obviously embarrassed.
Buffy moved her body carefully over in the bed so that she was pressed up lightly against him. She took her left hand and placed it on his abdomen and rubbed it soothingly. She hated seeing him so upset, but still couldn't help but feel glad that he had finally let his feelings show to her.
Eventually she could feel the tense muscles in his stomach relaxed and she could tell that he was asleep. She stared at him and she became worried for a second but then checked herself. It just scared her sometimes because when he slept he looked so... dead. It could be a terrifying thing; he looked that same way her mom had when she found her that day. He was so still. But she knew that overall he was okay, and that he wasn't going anywhere.
Buffy pulled the blanket over herself and Spike. She curled up so that her arm fell lazily over his chest and she rested her head on his shoulder. Eventually, the exhausted Slayer drifted off to sleep mumbling, "I love you."
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"Wow," was all Dave could seem to manage after he listened for what seemed like hours to Dawn's explanation of her origen.
"Big wow. It's a lot. I hope you're not to freaked."
"You're just... so new."
"I know. It definitely took some getting used to."
"But you're still Dawn."
"Yeah, I'm still Dawn."
He released a quick breath of laughter. "I wasn't asking," he told her with a smile.
Dawn smiled back before looking down from his eyes at her bare feet. Suddenly she remembered, "Was there something you wanted to tell me?"
Dave looked a little surprised and then embarrassed. "Oh yeah."
"Go ahead then," Dawn told him joke-mockingly.
"Oh... right," he said sheepishly. He stood up quickly, hoping that it would give him the courage to say what he knew he had to, however, it just made him feel like his stomach was slowly sink to his feet. He turned to face Dawn and mustered all of the courage that he could from inside of him.
"I love you," he blurted out. Dawn didn't make any motion at all, but just cocked her head as the hint of a smiled played on the corner of her mouth. Dave blushed after realizing what he had just said and he continued.
"I love you. I'm in love with you. For a long time I guess I've known, especially since we started going out it just kind of dawned on me. I'm in love with you" the more he said it the easier it came out "I'm so in love with you. And I know how strange that is, seeing as how we've only been going out for a few weeks but we've known each other a lot longer and I think I really have always known. When I see you, it's like this little light in my body just goes on and all of me is suddenly alight. You're like this intense fire, Dawn. You're so bright, and warm, and beautiful. Sometimes I know I shouldn't stare but I can't help it. You amaze me; I am enamored by you. Dawn Summers, I love you."
Dave took a deep and looked at Dawn. He waited moments that felt like an eternity for some reaction. Some little sign that she may feel or may eventually feel the same way he did. He looked at Dawn who appeared to be pondering the same exact thing.
Finally, she stood up and took his hands. She placed a sweet kiss on his lips and a slight sigh escaped his lips when she pulled back.
"I love you too," she told him honestly.
"Really?"
"I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it."
Dave smiled and kissed her, harder this time. His tongue explored her mouth vigorously and Dawn pulled on him so that they feel backward onto his bed. During their frenzy of young love, Dawn eagerly pulled of Dave's shirt and he stopped.
"We don't have to, you know, if you don't want to."
Dawn merely laughed, a sound that was true music to David's ears, and she pulled his lips back onto her own.
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"Hey there sad-eyed girl," Tara sheepishly said to Willow, who she saw sitting on a bench in the park. Willow made no response so Tara sat next to her and took her hand. The ex-witch didn't object.
"What're you doing?"
"I can't lose you," Willow blurted out. "I just can't."
"You won't, not really."
"Don't get all poetic on me, Tara. You will die if you do this, we both know that."
"I may not."
"It killed and entire coven of extremely powerful witches. I'm sorry, Tara, but if it killed them all it will kill you too."
"I know, but there's nothing-"
"Let me do the spell," Willow insisted.
"No, I will not let you destroy yourself, not again."
"But-"
"NO!" Tara told her firmly, "that's it."
"So what am I supposed to do, huh?" Willow asked, tears not flowing mercilessly from her eyes. "Just sit back and watch you die?"
"No," Tara answered plainly. "There is something you can do?"
"What?" Willow asked, a bit puzzled.
"I've been researching the spell and, I need an anchor. I want you to do that for me, but NOTHING else. If you do this with me, I want you to promise me that you won't interfere."
Willow twiddled her thumbs and looked at her feet. She considered the question, not sure if she could honestly say that she could. She decided that in truth, she knew that she couldn't make any promises.
"Okay," Willow said. "I won't interfere."
Tara leaned forward and kissed her lover sweetly on mouth. The first few tears fell from her eyes as she whispered, "I love you."
TBC...
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So what did you think? Come on you guys... please review!!!