'Dawn watched as Buffy faced off with the last Turok-han, scared for her sister's life. Buffy and the others had fought off an entire army, and here Buffy stood, the last one with the strength to fight, fighting the last one. She watched in horror though as Buffy's strength gave out and the Turok-han snapped Buffy's neck. Dawn screamed and stood from her lying position on the ground, she started to run as hard as she could towards her sister. An arm reached out and grabbed her by the waist and held her tightly against the body from which it came from. She heard his voice, "No Dawn, he'll kill you." It was Andrew. She was sure he had been killed in the battle long ago, when she turned with tears she saw that he looked dead. "Getting yourself killed will not bring her back." She turned back as the Turok-han neared. As the vampire closed in, she saw an incensed Spike jump from the ground and with an axe cut it's head off, dust billowed over Spike. Spike turned towards Buffy and fell to his knees in tears beside her, said something so low that only she could of heard, raised a stake in the air and brought it to his chest. Dust softly floated over Buffy's body. She screamed, it's all she could do.'

"Dawn, sweetheart, wake up!" Andrew shouted as he shook his sleeping angel. "It's just a dream sweeie." He kept repeating as he hugged her head in his lap rocking her.

Dawn's eyes opened and her scream stopped. She looked into Andrew's eyes with a tear soaked eyes and was glad to see him non-beaten and unbloodied. "Thank God your okay," she screamed while lunging her arms around his neck, pulling him down into a kiss.

"Of course I'm okay, hun, it was just a dream." Andrew said as convincingly as he could.

"Oh God, Buffy, where's Buffy? Spike? Oh God oh God." Dawn started shaking as she tried to stand. Her legs flinging off the couch. Before they could reach the floor, Andrew had pulled her back onto the couch into an embrace.

"Calm down, calm down," he whispered in her ear, "everyone's okay. That must've been some dream sweetie."

"Oh God Andrew, it was horrible," Dawn cried as she tucked her head into his chest, crying even harder. "We had the battle won, Buffy just had to kill one last one, but she didn't have the strength. She died, and then after Spike killed the vampire, he staked himself. You held me and wouldn't let me go to Buffy cause the vampire woulda killed me, but we watched them die Andrew."

"Honey, it was just a dream, everything's going to be okay, really. If it was the real battle, would we have been there? At least me?" Andrew asked jokingly trying to calm her.

Dawn softly relaxed into his arms still softly crying. Spike softly entered the room, thinking the two were asleep. When he looked at the scene he realized something had happened. He quickly walked towards the pair and into Andrew's eyes. He could see Andrew pleading with him to help him. Spike crouched in front of Dawn and softly asked, "What's wrong Bit?"

"Bad dream," she whispered.

"What kind?" Spike asked knowing full well if she was reacting like that, what was happening. "Oh, who died sweetie?"

"Buffy," Dawn whimpered, "then you saved us."

"That's horrible," Spike said while his face clearly showed how horrible he really thought it was. His mind was playing the scene over and over and his face got longer and longer.

"Then you staked yourself." She finished as she looked at him for the first time.

"Oh Bit, that was just a dream honey. Just calm down, you know that I wouldn't let Buffy die. Even if she did, I wouldn't stake myself, you of all people should know that. Remember who stayed with you through thick and thin last time. There's nothing to worry about Bit, I love your sister and wouldn't let anyone or anything harm her."

Dawn's eyes dried and she smiled, she looked at Spike as if she could do that girlish scream, "You love her?"

"Yeah Bit, and guess what?"

"What?" Andrew jumped in out of curiosity.

Spike looked at him for a second, then returned his eyes to Dawn and whispered, "She told me that she did too."

Dawn jumped out of Andrew's arms and threw her arms around Spike's neck. "I told you she would. Now I know we'll be okay."

Spike stood as soon as Dawn let go, smiled at the pair and continued through the room. Dawn turned to Andrew and kissed him softly. "We're going to be okay."

"Why is that?" Andrew smirked already knowing the answer.

"Because if he loves her, he won't let anything happen to her. She loves him and is the same way. We can't lose."

Andrew smiled softly and whispered, "You know, when we win, I'll have to take you on a real date. You know, one that doesn't involve this couch, and a movie that we've watched until you sleep through the last hour."

"Sorry, didn't mean to go to sleep."

"It's alright, sweetie. I'm just sorry we're stuck here. But since we are going to win, I know exactly where I'm going to take you."

"Really now," Dawn smirked.

"Yep," Andrew purposely stopped to leave Dawn thinking.

"Oh come on you spoil sport, where?" Dawn asked perturbed, "You know I won't be able to do anything until you tell me."

"Good, until we win you'll just have to wait. That way I can keep you safe right here on the couch. Nightmares I can handle," he softly leaned and kissed her once again. "but losing you is not an option. I even save you in your dreams."

"You do don't you," Dawn smirked back at Andrew's solemn and romantic statement. "To bad I have to save you in a fight," she laughed as they lied back down on the couch, restarting the old movie. Seconds later Dawn was asleep and Andrew watched her eyes flicker as she started to dream.

"I'll protect you for forever," he whispered as he held her tighter, and kissed her on the forehead.

Out of the room, Spike listened. "No mate, I will, we all will," he whispered softly to himself.