Title: Key To The First
Chapter: Finding What They Need (6/?)
Author: Anna
E-Mail: mostunstableone@aol.com
Rating: PG-13
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Disclaimer: I don't own BtVS… believe me. If I was in charge, Angel might make more facial expressions…
Note: takes place after 'Storyteller'
"I still don't get it." Andrew whined. He followed Dawn into the living room and crossed his arms defiantly. "I want to know what's going on."
Dawn sighed, Andrew had been doing this for the past twenty minutes. "We're saving the world." She replied simply.
Andrew rolled his eyes and continued to stare at her. A few minutes passed and Andrew grew restless. "Are you gonna tell me anytime soon? 'Cause I'm getting kinda tired of standing here watching you."
Dawn began to speak but quickly shut her mouth. She took a deep breath. "Okay, I'll tell you. Once. I don't want to explain it fifty times because we have major work to do. Come here." She patted the couch next to her and smiled sweetly.
Andrew obediently sat down next to her and waited to hear about her daring adventure.
The sweet smiled disappeared. "I did a spell. I met a guardian named Trecia. She told me what to do. Now I'm trying to do it." And with that said she went back to flipping through the book in front of her.
"That was so not fair." Andrew whined again. "What are you looking for anyway?"
Dawn continued to flip through the pages of the musty old book on her lap. She caught a glimpse of a few different spells and potions and she searched, mostly love spells but a few others. With a groan of frustration she closed the book, declaring it useless.
Finally she decided to answer Andrew. "I'm looking for a spell to solidify The First."
Andrew took a moment to process this information and then his eyes lit up with comprehension. "Oh! Cause it's all non-corporeal!"
"Yea." She nodded as she picked up a new book from a pile on the coffee table. "If we can find a spell to solidify it, then we can fight it. Then at least we have a chance of beating it." She tucked a piece of hair behind an ear. "Take a book and look." She nodded her head towards the pile of books in front of him.
Andrew picked up a book and began to look through it.
"Cartelin's Enchantment… Charm of Talkon… Binding Spell of Marjiin… Plea To The Child of Words… Karmik's Talisman Spell…" Andrew read aloud from the book as he searched.
"Wait." Dawn closed her book and moved closer to Andrew, looking over his shoulder to see the book he was reading. "Go back a few pages." He turned back a few pages. "That sounded familiar… that 'child of words' thing… where have I heard that?"
Dawn turned a page and found the 'Plea To The Child of Words' written in cursive at the top of a page. Andrew handed over the book as she mumbled through the first verse of the spell. Suddenly recognition hit her.
"Willow!" she shouted. "Willow and Tara did this spell when Buffy first came back from… came back. The spell Willow did had created this misty white demon-y thing and they couldn't destroy it, or Buffy would go back. So they did this spell to make it physical."
"And then Buffy killed it?" Andrew asked.
"Yup. Chopped its head off." She stood up from the couch and walked into the kitchen. She grabbed the pen she had used earlier and scribbled down a few things they would need. When she was done, she returned to the living room. She put a bookmark on the page of the spell and sat the book down on the desk, away from the other piles.
"Okay, we gotta get some more stuff, Andrew." She said as she grabbed her coat from the hook in the hallway.
Andrew grabbed his coat from the hook next to hers and put it on. "Where are we going?"
"Grocery store for a few more herbs and then a magic shop downtown." She folded the list and tucked it into her pocket as she grabbed Buffy's car keys.
"Um, can I drive this time? You don't have your license and we could get pulled over. This afternoon when you-"
"Don't worry, Andrew. I really am as good a driver as Buffy is." Dawn twirled the keys around her finger and dashed out the front door.
"Andrew followed and locked the door behind them. "But once I heard Willow say that Buffy wasn't such a good driver."
"Ugh. You know what I meant." Dawn climbed into the driver's seat and put the keys into the ignition. "You weren't so opposed to my driving before." She pouted.
"That was before I experienced your driving first hand." Andrew tried to be at least a little angry but when he looked at her out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't resist her cute pout. "Whatever. Just drive."
"Yay!" Dawn squealed with delight, "I promise I'll be really careful."
Andrew snapped his seat belt into its holder and prayed for his and Dawn's safety as the car rolled out of the driveway.
Author's Note: aahh! Writer's block! It's such a curse. If anyone has any ideas, let me know!
