Chapter 7
Spike and Buffy sneaked in the dark to the Summers's house. There was no one there. So they went to the Magic Box. They peeked in the window and saw Willow on the phone and Dawn crying.
"Get her attention," Buffy said to Spike and Spike did. Spike lightly tapped on the window of the magic shop and Dawn looked up. She saw that it was Spike and she smiled. But she was worried about Buffy and didn't see her yet so it was a worried little smile. She glanced at Willow like she was going to say somehting, then looked back at Spike but he was shaking his head emphatically NO. She nodded in understanding and sneaked towards the door. Willow didn't notice because she was ignoring her again.
Dawn sneaked out the door. "Spike," she stage whispered. "What happened? Is Buffy okay?"
"Buffy's okay, but we have to get out of here. Did Willow get all the stuff together for the spell?"
"No, Willow didn't get all the stuff together for the spell. I mean, she did, but then I broke the Orb of Thesulah!" Dawn let out a little sob. "I'm sorry!"
Spike grabbed her and hugged her. Which made Dawn startle, because Spike didn't ever hug her, even though he was her best friend in the world and she thought of him as a brother and he thought of her as a little sister. But he was hugging her and it felt nice that someone wasn't ignoring her.
After Spike hugged her, she asked him about it. "Why did you hug me?"
"Oh, Lil Bit, it's great that you broke the orb," Spike said with a smile.
"It is? But what if ... where is Buffy?"
"I'm right here, Dawnie," Buffy said, stepping out of the shadows. Dawn thought she looked more beautiful than ever. She looked even more beautiful than the time she jumped off the tower to save the world and died. She reminded Dawn of a Backstreet Boys song.
What makes you different, (alright) makes you beautiful (alright)
What's there inside you, (alright) shines through to me
In your eyes I see, all the love I'll ever need
You're all I need, oh girl
What makes you different, makes you beautiful to me
Hey, yeah yeah yeah
You got something so real
You touched me so deep (touched me so deep)
See material things
Don't matter to me
So come as you are
You've got nothing to prove
You won me with all that you do
And I wanna take this chance to say to you
What makes you different, (alright, yeah yeah) makes you beautiful (alright)
What's there inside you, (alright) shines through to me
In your eyes I see, all the love I'll ever need
You're all I need, oh girl
What makes you different, makes you beautiful
(from What Makes YOu differnet)
Dawn was so proud to be Buffy's little sister. She threw herself into her sister's arms and hugged her tightly. She was too busy hugging her to notice that she had no heartbeat or body temperature.
"Come on, that's enough of that," Spike said, a little embarrassed at all the hugging. He adjusted his pimp daddy chain around his neck. "We have to get out of here, there isn't much time. Where's Xander?"
"Oh it was awful, Spike!" Dawn exclaimed. "Xander wants to stake Buffy because he hates vampires and thinks they are bad evil things. But you aren't a vampire, are you, Buffy?"
Buffy didn't say anything, and Spike cut in. "We have to leave NOW, Bit!" Spike said, and Dawn agreed and they left.
They went to Spike's crypt and behind the crypt was Spike's DeSoto. It was trashy on the inside but it was all they had. So they all got in.
"Where are we going?" Buffy and Dawn asked.
"Wherever we want," Spike answered, and they drove out of the cemetary and out of Sunnydale.
The End. To be continued in a sequel, if I get enough reviews and people want me to.
Authors Note:
To Stacie and Chris.
Chris, thank you so much for sticking up for me and telling me to keep going. Believe me, a flame like Stacie left doesn't bother me in the least bit, and isn't discouraging to me. You're a sweet person and I appreciate your kind words.
Stacie, I understand that you became upset when you saw the flame I left on that B/A badfic. The thing is, I left it as a joke. I know the writer, we're friends. Believe me, I know how to spell 'hair'. And 'you'. And 'stupid'. I would like to point out that the flame you left for me wasn't so much a flame as a ship bashing. Perhaps in the future, when you criticize someone, you can stick to the things like diction (word choice) and the need of a beta reader instead of making comments on the delusion of an entire corner of the fandom.
To everyone else who commented:
Thank you.
--Spuffy4eva
Spike and Buffy sneaked in the dark to the Summers's house. There was no one there. So they went to the Magic Box. They peeked in the window and saw Willow on the phone and Dawn crying.
"Get her attention," Buffy said to Spike and Spike did. Spike lightly tapped on the window of the magic shop and Dawn looked up. She saw that it was Spike and she smiled. But she was worried about Buffy and didn't see her yet so it was a worried little smile. She glanced at Willow like she was going to say somehting, then looked back at Spike but he was shaking his head emphatically NO. She nodded in understanding and sneaked towards the door. Willow didn't notice because she was ignoring her again.
Dawn sneaked out the door. "Spike," she stage whispered. "What happened? Is Buffy okay?"
"Buffy's okay, but we have to get out of here. Did Willow get all the stuff together for the spell?"
"No, Willow didn't get all the stuff together for the spell. I mean, she did, but then I broke the Orb of Thesulah!" Dawn let out a little sob. "I'm sorry!"
Spike grabbed her and hugged her. Which made Dawn startle, because Spike didn't ever hug her, even though he was her best friend in the world and she thought of him as a brother and he thought of her as a little sister. But he was hugging her and it felt nice that someone wasn't ignoring her.
After Spike hugged her, she asked him about it. "Why did you hug me?"
"Oh, Lil Bit, it's great that you broke the orb," Spike said with a smile.
"It is? But what if ... where is Buffy?"
"I'm right here, Dawnie," Buffy said, stepping out of the shadows. Dawn thought she looked more beautiful than ever. She looked even more beautiful than the time she jumped off the tower to save the world and died. She reminded Dawn of a Backstreet Boys song.
What makes you different, (alright) makes you beautiful (alright)
What's there inside you, (alright) shines through to me
In your eyes I see, all the love I'll ever need
You're all I need, oh girl
What makes you different, makes you beautiful to me
Hey, yeah yeah yeah
You got something so real
You touched me so deep (touched me so deep)
See material things
Don't matter to me
So come as you are
You've got nothing to prove
You won me with all that you do
And I wanna take this chance to say to you
What makes you different, (alright, yeah yeah) makes you beautiful (alright)
What's there inside you, (alright) shines through to me
In your eyes I see, all the love I'll ever need
You're all I need, oh girl
What makes you different, makes you beautiful
(from What Makes YOu differnet)
Dawn was so proud to be Buffy's little sister. She threw herself into her sister's arms and hugged her tightly. She was too busy hugging her to notice that she had no heartbeat or body temperature.
"Come on, that's enough of that," Spike said, a little embarrassed at all the hugging. He adjusted his pimp daddy chain around his neck. "We have to get out of here, there isn't much time. Where's Xander?"
"Oh it was awful, Spike!" Dawn exclaimed. "Xander wants to stake Buffy because he hates vampires and thinks they are bad evil things. But you aren't a vampire, are you, Buffy?"
Buffy didn't say anything, and Spike cut in. "We have to leave NOW, Bit!" Spike said, and Dawn agreed and they left.
They went to Spike's crypt and behind the crypt was Spike's DeSoto. It was trashy on the inside but it was all they had. So they all got in.
"Where are we going?" Buffy and Dawn asked.
"Wherever we want," Spike answered, and they drove out of the cemetary and out of Sunnydale.
The End. To be continued in a sequel, if I get enough reviews and people want me to.
Authors Note:
To Stacie and Chris.
Chris, thank you so much for sticking up for me and telling me to keep going. Believe me, a flame like Stacie left doesn't bother me in the least bit, and isn't discouraging to me. You're a sweet person and I appreciate your kind words.
Stacie, I understand that you became upset when you saw the flame I left on that B/A badfic. The thing is, I left it as a joke. I know the writer, we're friends. Believe me, I know how to spell 'hair'. And 'you'. And 'stupid'. I would like to point out that the flame you left for me wasn't so much a flame as a ship bashing. Perhaps in the future, when you criticize someone, you can stick to the things like diction (word choice) and the need of a beta reader instead of making comments on the delusion of an entire corner of the fandom.
To everyone else who commented:
Thank you.
--Spuffy4eva