DISCLAIMER: I don't own theese people. They belong to the great Joss. With that said, This is a fic that takes place in no paticular time setting. Just after Joyce died. And possibly after Spike attemtped to rape Buffy. Or one of the periods she was mad at him. And well, Dawns sad.
Dawn Summers never really liked cemetarys. Its no wonder why, really. Look at who her sister was. It was about an hour till sundown, and she was in no hurry. She was wearing a blue turtle neck, and those black jeans Buffy thought made her look slutty.
She twirled the rose in her fingers, humming as she passed the grave stones. She aproached the grave marked Joyce Summers, and stopped. "I miss you mom..." She said, a tear strolling down her cheek. She sat the rose at the headstone, and stood. She turned to leave, realizing it was dark now. Buffy would be worried.
"Whats your hurry bit?" A familiar british voice said behind her, but she kept walking. She walked all the way to her house, without looking back. She ran up to her room, slammed the door, and Collapsed on the bed crying. She really did miss her mother, and she really wished someone understood this. Someone who wasn't special, who didn't have powers, who knew what it was like to deal with pain normaly. She picked up the phone, she was going to Xander.
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This is a one shot. Dawn Xander friendship thingy. So tell me what you thinik, please ignore my spelling errors, cuz I don't have anything with spellcheck that works. *grumbles about PC* SO... I'll correct it later.
Dawn Summers never really liked cemetarys. Its no wonder why, really. Look at who her sister was. It was about an hour till sundown, and she was in no hurry. She was wearing a blue turtle neck, and those black jeans Buffy thought made her look slutty.
She twirled the rose in her fingers, humming as she passed the grave stones. She aproached the grave marked Joyce Summers, and stopped. "I miss you mom..." She said, a tear strolling down her cheek. She sat the rose at the headstone, and stood. She turned to leave, realizing it was dark now. Buffy would be worried.
"Whats your hurry bit?" A familiar british voice said behind her, but she kept walking. She walked all the way to her house, without looking back. She ran up to her room, slammed the door, and Collapsed on the bed crying. She really did miss her mother, and she really wished someone understood this. Someone who wasn't special, who didn't have powers, who knew what it was like to deal with pain normaly. She picked up the phone, she was going to Xander.
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This is a one shot. Dawn Xander friendship thingy. So tell me what you thinik, please ignore my spelling errors, cuz I don't have anything with spellcheck that works. *grumbles about PC* SO... I'll correct it later.