See part one for disclaimer.
"I'll take out the garbage if you'll finish the dishes Dawn." Willow offered, knowing that Dawn would jump at the chance to get rid of her odious last job. "Then were all done, and maybe we can go to the mall."
"We can go to the mall later? Cool. I'll finish the dishes." Dawn chirped. "Did you make your mind up yet?" She asked, moving to take Willows spot over the sink.
"No I haven't made my mind up yet. It would be fun but, the tickets are only one way." Willow replied moving towards the door. As she stepped outside a strong wind ran over her face, tugging at her hair. The door slammed closed behind her as she moved across the yard.
"Dawnie.. can you open that for me?" She called over her shoulder. "I think its gonna rain." She placed the garbage in the can and turned back to the house. The sky overhead turned from overcast to almost pitch black and Willow felt a sudden strong magical current run over her body. She blinked, wondering where the sudden magical force came from. She moved closer towards the house, figuring that it was a storm spell. Amy was probably out and about, having magical fun with her hyped up magical drugs. Just as Willow reached the steps the door flew open, revealing a scared Dawn, frantically scanning the yard. Her eyes landed on Willows and they widened as Dawn pointed over Willows shoulder. Willow turned to see Amy standing behind her, her eyes black from magic use. The door slammed shut at a gesture from Amy. "What do you want Amy?" Willow asked, straightening her shoulders.
"Its not what I want." Amy replied with a strange smile, "But what he wants…." She trailed off as a deep voice came from directly next to Willows ear.
"And I like strawberries…" he said, placing a hand over Willows forehead and another around her waist. The last thing she heard before the magic coursed through her system was Dawn screaming from inside the house.
Willow blinked and realized that she was in her bedroom, not the backyard. Her body ached in a thousand places but she realized that all her magic channels were full to bursting, and felt raw from over use. Under the influences of the powerful magics he used she couldn't be sure what had happened or what she had done. Next to her was Dawn, her face pale.
"Are you ok?" Dawn asked quietly. "He carried you in here, he said he was finished with you, for now."
"You let him come in?" Willow asked and realized that her voice was raspy. She winced and frowned, had she been screaming?
"I was actually kind of stuck to the ceiling at the time." Dawn said softly. "What did he do to you? You looked like you were either in immense pain or extreme pleasure. Your eyes are green again."
"Are you ok?" Willow asked, concern for Dawn over taking any other concerns.
"I asked you first. I'm just tired. Its hard not to fight when your being help behind something and then held to the ceiling." Dawn said wearily. "You were outside for almost an hour, and you've been lying here screaming for about half that time." She paused, "umm Willow, I don't want to push, but maybe you should take your cousin up on that offer. Go and stay with him for a while. You need to get away from all this. Its New York, you'd have fun, you'd relax. You could get your mind off things."
"You know Dawn I think your right. Getting out of town would be just what I need. Can you call a taxi to meet me here tomorrow morning to take me to the airport?" Willow asked softly.
"I already did. It'll be here at 7:05, that gives you 45 minutes to check in and get to your terminal." Dawn replied with a soft grin. "So how about I pack and you tell me what you want to take?"
"Sounds good Dawnie." Willow replied, as Dawn bounced off the bed and headed for the closet.