The End and Beginning
Chp.12
(A.N. Okay I've figured it out FF.net hates me, every time I've tried to put something since this weekend it comes up the next day and I get hardly any reviews, it sucks in a major way. So here's the next chappy hope you get to read before tomorrow.) Enjoy!
Dawn walks into the lab, looks around and sees Fred sitting at her desk.
"Hey Fred, is Knox around?"
"Yeah Dawn, I sent him to get some papers for me. He should be back in a few minutes."
" Oh, okay. Do you mind if I hang here,'til he gets back?"
Fred looks up at her. " No, that's fine. You really like him don't you?"
"Yeah I do. He's really cute and nice. He talks to me like Spike used to. Like I'm not a little kid, I used to get that a lot from Buffy and the rest of the gang, it's getting better now. It's like I matter now and it's better. Oh! It's not like I didn't matter, it's just that I thought I didn't and Spike made it better. Now it's like everyone knows I matter and it gets stifling, and Knox just sat there and listened to me last night, that's all I really needed and I found that he wasn't just a cute guy, that I did like him because he just listened. He didn't put on like I was annoying him, like every one used to do."
"Boy, you have it bad don't cha?"
"What? No! It's not like." Fred looks at her skeptically. "Well, okay, maybe it is like that."
"If it's worth anything I think he likes you too."
"Really, you think?"
"Actually I'm pretty sure of it."
Knox walks in from an adjoining room and hands some papers to Fred.
"There you go Fred, The Triathian Equations, like you asked for."
"Thanks, Knox, I hope this is what I was looking for."
"No prob, I hope whatever you're doing, that the answers in that."
'Hey, Dawn. What are you doin' down here, I figured you'd be hanging out with your sister and her boyfriend.' Knox asks a little awkwardly.
Dawn fidgets nervously, " I just came down, to get away from all the boringness upstairs and to see if you still wanted to show me around. Oh, I did see Buffy and Spike; they were rolling around in the hall on my way down. Before you ask, didn't ask, reaaally didn't want to know. That was the most excitement I've seen up there, I figured they'd be more excitement down here with you." Dawn says doin' a perfect Willow babble.
"Well I can see why you'd want to come down here then." He says sarcastically, getting a little more comfortable with her.
"So you still want to show me around?"
" Well, I have some stuff I really need to finish, but you can hang around while I do it, then I'll take you on the all exclusive Knox tour."
She snickers a bit, and then says, "What are you workin' on?"
"It's sorta like a Palm Pilot, but it does whole lot of other stuff, too. It's really a lot better than one of those, but I figured you'd understand better if I used that reference."
"That sounds really, cool."
They walk off, still talking.
Fred shakes her head still looking at the papers Knox brought her.
(Back Upstairs)
"Pet, where's Peaches' office any way?" Spike says with his arm slung casually over her shoulder, while they're standing in front of the elevator.
Buffy looks up at him; from studying his fingers and presses the up button. Then answers "Next floor up."
The bell dings, they step in, Spike presses the button for the top floor, and starts chuckling.
"What? What is so funny?" Buffy asks.
"Who else but Angelus would have Manilow as elevator music."
"What?"
"Angel loves the Bloody, git."
"Angel likes Barry Manilow. Well you learn something new everyday, wait isn't that the guy that sung that song Mandy?"
" Yeah, pet, bloody bad song."
"God he used to go around singin' that all of the time, if you could call THAT singing." She says trying not to laugh, but it's a losing battle, and she bursts out laughing so hard that she's crying. "Anyway, like Anarchy in the U.K., is much better."
"Hey now that there is a BLOODY brilliant song."
"Whatever you say Spikey."
"At least it's not New Kids on the Block, luv. I vaguely remember you mentioning them one day at the Cozy Crypt I kept."
"Oh, god will I ever live that down?" She says shame faced.
"Not while I'm around, Goldilocks." He says with a big grin, making her laugh again.
The elevator doors open, Buffy's still laughing and points to door in front of them.
She finally calms down enough to say, "Read the sign."
Spike looks at it, and then reads aloud. "Mr. Angel, President." He laughs and says, "President of what? Hair gel and brooding." Answering his own question.
Buffy slaps him and says, "That's not funny."
"YES! It soddin' well is."
"Yeah, you're right, it is." They both start laughing as they walk into the office.
(A.N. That's the end, Ha got'cha. The end of this chappy anyway. Hope you enjoyed. I've come to notice that I don't write Dawn to well unless she's bitchin' about something, sorry if her part is lame-o)
Chp.12
(A.N. Okay I've figured it out FF.net hates me, every time I've tried to put something since this weekend it comes up the next day and I get hardly any reviews, it sucks in a major way. So here's the next chappy hope you get to read before tomorrow.) Enjoy!
Dawn walks into the lab, looks around and sees Fred sitting at her desk.
"Hey Fred, is Knox around?"
"Yeah Dawn, I sent him to get some papers for me. He should be back in a few minutes."
" Oh, okay. Do you mind if I hang here,'til he gets back?"
Fred looks up at her. " No, that's fine. You really like him don't you?"
"Yeah I do. He's really cute and nice. He talks to me like Spike used to. Like I'm not a little kid, I used to get that a lot from Buffy and the rest of the gang, it's getting better now. It's like I matter now and it's better. Oh! It's not like I didn't matter, it's just that I thought I didn't and Spike made it better. Now it's like everyone knows I matter and it gets stifling, and Knox just sat there and listened to me last night, that's all I really needed and I found that he wasn't just a cute guy, that I did like him because he just listened. He didn't put on like I was annoying him, like every one used to do."
"Boy, you have it bad don't cha?"
"What? No! It's not like." Fred looks at her skeptically. "Well, okay, maybe it is like that."
"If it's worth anything I think he likes you too."
"Really, you think?"
"Actually I'm pretty sure of it."
Knox walks in from an adjoining room and hands some papers to Fred.
"There you go Fred, The Triathian Equations, like you asked for."
"Thanks, Knox, I hope this is what I was looking for."
"No prob, I hope whatever you're doing, that the answers in that."
'Hey, Dawn. What are you doin' down here, I figured you'd be hanging out with your sister and her boyfriend.' Knox asks a little awkwardly.
Dawn fidgets nervously, " I just came down, to get away from all the boringness upstairs and to see if you still wanted to show me around. Oh, I did see Buffy and Spike; they were rolling around in the hall on my way down. Before you ask, didn't ask, reaaally didn't want to know. That was the most excitement I've seen up there, I figured they'd be more excitement down here with you." Dawn says doin' a perfect Willow babble.
"Well I can see why you'd want to come down here then." He says sarcastically, getting a little more comfortable with her.
"So you still want to show me around?"
" Well, I have some stuff I really need to finish, but you can hang around while I do it, then I'll take you on the all exclusive Knox tour."
She snickers a bit, and then says, "What are you workin' on?"
"It's sorta like a Palm Pilot, but it does whole lot of other stuff, too. It's really a lot better than one of those, but I figured you'd understand better if I used that reference."
"That sounds really, cool."
They walk off, still talking.
Fred shakes her head still looking at the papers Knox brought her.
(Back Upstairs)
"Pet, where's Peaches' office any way?" Spike says with his arm slung casually over her shoulder, while they're standing in front of the elevator.
Buffy looks up at him; from studying his fingers and presses the up button. Then answers "Next floor up."
The bell dings, they step in, Spike presses the button for the top floor, and starts chuckling.
"What? What is so funny?" Buffy asks.
"Who else but Angelus would have Manilow as elevator music."
"What?"
"Angel loves the Bloody, git."
"Angel likes Barry Manilow. Well you learn something new everyday, wait isn't that the guy that sung that song Mandy?"
" Yeah, pet, bloody bad song."
"God he used to go around singin' that all of the time, if you could call THAT singing." She says trying not to laugh, but it's a losing battle, and she bursts out laughing so hard that she's crying. "Anyway, like Anarchy in the U.K., is much better."
"Hey now that there is a BLOODY brilliant song."
"Whatever you say Spikey."
"At least it's not New Kids on the Block, luv. I vaguely remember you mentioning them one day at the Cozy Crypt I kept."
"Oh, god will I ever live that down?" She says shame faced.
"Not while I'm around, Goldilocks." He says with a big grin, making her laugh again.
The elevator doors open, Buffy's still laughing and points to door in front of them.
She finally calms down enough to say, "Read the sign."
Spike looks at it, and then reads aloud. "Mr. Angel, President." He laughs and says, "President of what? Hair gel and brooding." Answering his own question.
Buffy slaps him and says, "That's not funny."
"YES! It soddin' well is."
"Yeah, you're right, it is." They both start laughing as they walk into the office.
(A.N. That's the end, Ha got'cha. The end of this chappy anyway. Hope you enjoyed. I've come to notice that I don't write Dawn to well unless she's bitchin' about something, sorry if her part is lame-o)