Ch 8. Crush
"Where have you been, Missy?" says Dawn in an prudish, motherly like voice, as Buffy came back.
"What?" she says.
"Look at what time it is, well?"
Buffy rolls her eyes at her. "I was just at the hospital & lost track of time."
Dawn starts talking normally, "I make a good Buffy impression, huh?"
"That is so not me!"
Dawn laughs, "Anyway, so when are you gonna tell me about this mystery hospital dude."
"Oh yeah." she smiles, "Well, like I said before, his name is David. I accidentally walked in room and we just started talking."
"Well, what's he like, what does he look like? Give me details."
Buffy begins talking as she sits down on the couch, "He's got brown hair, kinda long, and brown eyes. He has some scratches on his face cuz' of the accident he was in."
"What kind of accident?"
"He was hit by a truck."
Dawn winces, "Ooh."
"Yeah." she nods in agreement, "He's just very easy to talk to, we talked for hours today."
"About what?"
"Practically everything. How hard it was when mom & dad got divorced and then when she died, I told him about when I met Willow & Xander and all the drama we've been through. And Giles… and you, but of course I was careful about editing the stories so they didn't include anything slayer or supernatural content…
"That's good."
"…And I also told him about my relationships with Angel & Riley, even Parker and how he played me. I didn't really want to mention Spike because I thought it would be kinda weird with him kinda looking…" she stops for a minute. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Dang, Buffy."
"What?"
"You told a complete stranger basically you're entire life story."
She pauses, "Nuh uh."
"Yeah huh."
"He's not really a stranger. He's David."
"Okay…"
"I didn't tell him everything that's happened in my life. Just some stuff. I mostly talked about other people's lives like Xander's, & Giles' & Willow's. Besides it's not like I gave him my address or social security number."
Dawn sighs, "Okay, what did he tell you about him."
"Nothing." Buffy says slowly, while looking down.
"Nothing? He didn't tell you anything about himself?" she asks.
"When he was eleven he fell out of a tree." she says, naively. Dawn almost laughs.
"Well hey, he promised he would tell stuff about him, the next time I go see him."
"Buffy, it's okay. I was messin' around. If anything I'm glad your getting crushes on guys again."
"What? Crush? I don't have a crush on him."
"Oh okay…" Dawn nods, "Right."
"I don't." Buffy says, defensively.
"Okay, you willingly spent the last couple hours with him yet you say you don't like this guy?"
"That's right. No! Yeah, I like him, but I don't like him."
"Fine, if you don't wanna admit to me what I already know that's fine."
"I'm serious! I don't like him like that, he's just a friend."
Walking upstairs to her room, "Whatever." says Dawn.
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"Good Morning." says Nurse Alyssa, walking in the room. "How's my favorite patient?"
"He's just peachy.", answers Spike.
"Here's your breakfast." She says, while placing the down in front of him.
"Ooh, eggs." he says, grabbing a fork and begins eating.
"You're okay after coming out of that surgery?"
"Mm hmm."
"So, who was that girl who was here yesterday?" Alyssa says, while looking over her papers.
He swallows his down food, "Mmm, Buffy Summers. I met her here at the hospital."
"In bed and yet still getting de' ladies? You're good."
"Neh. I like her, but she's just a friend. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, I was just making sure no one was moving in on my crush." She says, casually.
"Never, luv. I'm forever yours." He says and continues eating.
She smiles at him, "Okay, don't forget later today we'll begin treatment for your leg movement restoration therapy. I'll be back in a little bit to pick up your tray." She leaves the room.
He looks down at his hash browns, and puts his tray aside. He wasn't that hungry anymore. Then he turns towards his injured leg. It didn't really matter anyway, it's useless.