A/N- Mmm.. chapter 4! Well, don't forget to review!

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"What is it , Spike?" she said, looking up at him, making him shiver.

"Nothing. I just wanted to talk," he said. Even if Dawn was years older now, she was still a few inches shorter than him.

"About?"

"Anything."

Dawn raised an eyebrow. "Couldn't we have talked in there?"

"Well, it's not like we can talk with all the noise-"

"Sure we can," she cut him off.

"-besides, your friends wouldn't stop questioning me."

Dawn grinned. "Okay, we can go for a walk I guess."

"I don't think that'd be sure, pet." He looked around. "It's the middle of the night."

"I'm a big girl now, Spike. I'm not that sixteen year old kid that left Sunnyhell four years ago." She looked up at him, smiling. "Besides, I've got a big bad vampire with me."

"Yeah, a vampire who can't lay a single finger on people without a pain of hell."

"A vampire, anyway. You'd just have to make your 'grr' face to scare the hell out of anybody."

"I guess you got a point there."

"Of course I did, I'm smarter than you."

"Don't push it," he said, in what he thought, a warning voice.

"What? You gonna bite me?" she said, teasingly. Spike glared at her. "Okay, okay."

They walked in silence for a moment. That moment became minutes. Spike was finding the silence unbearable.

"Nice talk, huh?" he said.

Dawn laughed. "Yeah..."

They had reached the park by that moment. "Shall we sit?" Dawn asked, pointing to a bench.

"Sure."

They sat. And the silence kept. Dawn finally got tired of it.

"Okay, Spike. You gotta say something. Silence freaks me out. It reminds me when Buffy-" she interrupted herself. "Well, I just don't like it."

Spike nodded. "Why'd you leave Sunnyhell?" he finally asked.

"I told you. I wanted to get away from all those vampires and demons crap."

"But sure there are bloody vampires here. They are everywhere." He looked in her blue eyes.

"Well, yes. But not that much. That place was full of them."

"But didn't you like it? I mean, there was all the Scoobies. Sure you miss them, don't you?"

Dawn rolled her eyes. "Yeah, right." She looked down. "They didn't give a damn about me. It was just Buffy. Always about Buffy. I was just her stupid kid sister."

"That's a bloody lie," Spike said, seriously.

"It isn't!" Dawn almost yelled, looking up at him. "You all were too busy to notice me! You only started to notice when you found out I was the stupid Key!"

"Nibblet, that's not true. We cared about you."

"Yeah, right. So much that any of you noticed I sneaked out at nights to go to parties. Nobody knew when I got my first kiss. Or the first time I got drunk. Or when I learnt to smoke. I had nobody to talk to. Sure, I had my friends. But I wanted advice for someone that knew. Sometimes I needed my mom so much. Buffy could've worked, but she was too busy saving the world and everything."

"I knew," Spike whispered, after a moment.

"What?"

"I knew, I knew you went to those parties. And that sometime you got home drunk, and smoke-smelly."

"You did not."

"I was out there. I used to spent a long time standing under that tree next to your room. Dunno why. And then you came in the house, which I found really odd. According with everybody else you were asleep. But suddenly I see you get out of the car of one crazy-driver. And my surprise increased when I saw you could barely walk. And you smelled like cigarette."

Dawn stared at him, shocked. Spike continued talking.

"Since that night I returned every weekend, like about 9 o'clock. And every Friday night you sneaked out through your window, a car picked you up, and you returned a bit after midnight," he finished.

Dawn stared at him for a moment. She opened her mouth a few times as if to say something, but no sound came out of it.

"Why... why didn't you ever say anything?" she asked, finally.

"Well, if I told you, you'd just deny it. And if I told the Slayer, she would've killed you. So I just kept it shut and made sure you returned every night in one piece."

Dawn stared at him a bit more, until she realized what she was doing. "Thanks. I guess."

Spike smiled at her. "No problem."

Awkward silence once again.

"And what have you been up to?" Dawn asked.

Spike gave a little shrug. "Nothing, really."

Dawn was about to say something again, when she turned her attention to a couple walking toward them. The guy was tall, brown hair, and brown eyes. The girl was a little short, with -obviously tinted - blond hair, blue eyes, and was wearing bright red shoes with enormous heels. The guy spotted them, and motioned the girl to follow him.

They stopped in front of them.

"Hello, Dawn," the guy said, in a not very nice voice.

Dawn's face darkened. "Hey."

Spike wondered who he was.

The guy eyed at him. "New boyfriend?" he said.

"No. Just a friend. Not that is any of your business," she said coldly.

"So how are you?" he said, in a rather mean tone.

"I don't see why you'd care," she answered coldly.

"You're right. I don't."

Spike was angry at this point. "Listen-" he started, standing up, but Dawn grabbed his arm and pulled him down again. "No," she whispered. "He's not worth it."

The guy focused his attention in him. "Who are you, anyway?"

"I told you. He is a friend," she said.

"Why don't you let him answer? I guess he knows how to talk." He turned to Spike. "What's your name?"

Spike thought for a moment. Saying 'Spike' would only humiliate Dawn more. "I'm William," he said, finally.

"Oh, a British?" he said. The girl with him stared at him, while chewing a gum. Spike ignored him.

"C'mon, Nibblet, let's go," he said, grabbing her arm.

They walked in silence for a moment. Dawn looking to the floor. She looked so little and helpless. Not the confident Dawn that she was minutes before.

"Who was that bloody jerk, pet?" he said, sweetly.

Dawn sighed. "My ex boyfriend."

"What? How could you even bear him?"

Dawn almost smiled. She shrugged. "Dunno."

"Oh, come on, Lil'Bit. Don't let that idiot bring you down. We are having fun, remember? You are with Big Bad. Let's go scare some people, it'd be fun see their faces."

Dawn's face lit up. "You know, we could do that. Scare people," she said.

Spike stared at her. He hadn't meant it. "Are you serious?"

"Totally," she said. "Well, I didn't mean scare everybody. Just certain people," she shrugged.

"Like a certain ex-boyfriend of yours?"

Dawn grinned. "Exactly."

Spike thought for a moment, the idea was tempting, but a reasonable part of him told him not to. Where had that part come from, anyway? And he'd be doing it for Dawn. He shrugged. "Okay."

"Really?"

"Really." Then a thought crossed his mind. "As long as he doesn't go with the gossip to all the town."

"He won't. He'd be too freaked out. And anyway, who'd believe such a story?"

Now, that was right.

"Okay, then, we'll do it."

"Really?" she said again.

"Sure. It'll be fun."

"Great." She looked up at him. "So," she said. "William?" She grinned.

Spike grinned, too. "Shut up."

A/N- Well, another chapter finished. Hope you liked it, please review!

P.S.- Yes, I'm planning to do the fic the way Lakeia said, but it won't be very fast, I think.

Btw... I loved Lakeia's story "What about me?" When are you updating???

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