Chapter 3 "Frightening"
Dawn whimpered in her sleep visions of the man ripping her clothes off her back and throwing her into the floor of the old, rundown, filthy building. Her screams of pain as he slapped her and hit her to shut her up. She felt pain sting at her stomach and a ripping sensation at her chest. Memories of the look of terror on Spike's face as he held her to his chest and the look of hatred in his deep blue eyes. The sounds of the nurses in the halls talking about what had happened to her the emptiness she felt in her stomach when she had the slightest memory of what happened.
The sky came alive with the sounds of the midnight storm that was approaching and the scream that she released sounded all through the house. Dawn jumped out of bed frantically and ran from the door in an effort to find Spike; she had to find her protector. Dawn ran into some teenager, his face being blurred with his speed as he came to her. She wrapped her arms around him as the tears racked her form. The arms reminded her so much of Spike and the breath reminded her of the cool breeze that comforted her when nothing else could. She felt his hand stroking up and down her back and the warmness of his shaking body pressed up against her.
Angel ran up the stairs and saw the crying teenager in his son's arms. He was shaking and apparently had no idea how to get her to feel better but he noticed how the young girl clung to him. Connor stroked her hair and picked her up in his arms. His eyes asking silently for Angel to make her feel better. The young man had not lived in the company of people from this world long, he was lost to everything. Angel walked over and took Dawn from his son and walked back into the room with the Fang gang watching from the door.
Connor felt Fred put an arm around him. He glanced back at her and saw the look of sympathy for the young girl in her eyes. "She'll be okay Fred."
"I don't know Connor. She is so frightened right now and it scares me to think of what she must be going through." Fred replied giving Connor a gentle look. * The boy is trying so hard to fit in, he is so much like Angel. Those eyes of sympathy. *
Angel whispered to her and let the teenager rest in his arms as she began to stop shaking. Cordelia had foretold of this. She said the girl would be haunted by dreams of the man that did this to her. She told Angel also that the something would come to pass and with this fact their entire world would change. The teenager was carrying the fate of the world in her stomach and the evil of the world would not let it come to pass easily.
Soon the girl fell into sleep and Angel laid her down softly making sure she would not wake. He pulled the blanket over her and made his way slowly from the room.
Connor glanced at the young girl and shut the door behind his father and followed him and the rest of the Fang gang down the stairs to the lobby. He watched as they all seemed to grow tense and look at Angel for whatever would come next. Cordelia shifted on the couch and moved closer towards Angel taking his hand in hers softly. "I don't know what to do. I think the best thing to do right now is just let her mend and cope with the events of the past month. She has had it really hard and I have no experience when it comes to what women feel." Angel said a little confused by the events that had just taken place.
"Amen to that!" Cordelia and Fred said together at Angel's last statement. Then the room filled with laughter from the team.
Dawn woke up to the warm rays of golden sunshine that pored into her room. She stretched out and yawned sleepily. She looked around and remembered the events of the previous night and sighed. The feeling of the despair in the pit of her stomach. She brought a gentle hand to her stomach and a wave of sickness crashed over her.
She ran into the bathroom and let the contents of her stomach spill out. She felt her stomach twist and constrict and she whimpered and slumped to the floor. The coldness seeping into her body. She felt dizzy and afraid. This place held no safety for her; the only thing she felt in this place was fear. She feared everything anymore, the feeling of a new person in her presence, the way a person looked at her, the way skin burnt when it came into contact with hers, and mostly the fear of being alone. She wanted nothing more than for Spike and Buffy to be with her. She didn't want to do it alone, the baby would grow and become a warrior and she was alone, with only the darkness to keep her company.
She got up from the floor slowly and walked back into her bedroom to get changed. She pulled out a pair of shorts and a tank top that she wouldn't be able to wear after a week of getting fatter. She walked out and saw the young man that had held her last night. His hazel eyes pierced her soul with the heavy glance he gave her. He smiled softly and motioned for her to go in front of him. She obliged and walked quickly down the stairs trying to get away from him as quickly as possible. Men seemed to scare her and there was something about this man that frightened her to no end. She was not scared he was going to do something to her but there was something about the way his eyes looked at her that scared her to no end. He walked swiftly and caught up with her easily. He smiled gently at her and held out a gentle hand.
Dawn took his hand and as quickly as she could pulled away. She looked at him and began to shake. His skin burnt her and she felt the baby kick just as their hands touched. She whimpered and fell to her knees as she began to become dizzy. He knelt beside her and rubbed her back gently trying to help the woman as much as he knew how. She fell and he caught her right before she hit the floor. He gathered her into his arms and laid her on the couch with care.
"Fred get in here!" Connor yelled as the teenager began to shake fiercely and whimper frantically.
Fred and Cordelia rushed in to she Connor holding her arms down and trying to keep her still. Cordelia ran over and helped hold the young woman down while Fred ran into the kitchen for a wet cloth to place on her head.
She returned and placed it on the girl head and she began to chant a spell to make the shaking cease. The shaking slowed and finally Dawn laid down her body at rest but her mind in much turmoil.
TBC ....... Well once again I hope you like it and want to read more of it. I tried to write a long chapter but then I got this idea in my head and I couldn't do it in this chapter. Oh and don't worry it wasn't Connor that did any of this to Dawn. We'll it's getting late and I have church in the morning and I need to get my beauty sleep because Drew the guy I like will be their in the morning and I don't want to look like crap. I have enough trouble trying to get his attention when I look my best, I really don't wanna try to get it when I look bad.
- Trinity Dawn Armstrong
Dawn whimpered in her sleep visions of the man ripping her clothes off her back and throwing her into the floor of the old, rundown, filthy building. Her screams of pain as he slapped her and hit her to shut her up. She felt pain sting at her stomach and a ripping sensation at her chest. Memories of the look of terror on Spike's face as he held her to his chest and the look of hatred in his deep blue eyes. The sounds of the nurses in the halls talking about what had happened to her the emptiness she felt in her stomach when she had the slightest memory of what happened.
The sky came alive with the sounds of the midnight storm that was approaching and the scream that she released sounded all through the house. Dawn jumped out of bed frantically and ran from the door in an effort to find Spike; she had to find her protector. Dawn ran into some teenager, his face being blurred with his speed as he came to her. She wrapped her arms around him as the tears racked her form. The arms reminded her so much of Spike and the breath reminded her of the cool breeze that comforted her when nothing else could. She felt his hand stroking up and down her back and the warmness of his shaking body pressed up against her.
Angel ran up the stairs and saw the crying teenager in his son's arms. He was shaking and apparently had no idea how to get her to feel better but he noticed how the young girl clung to him. Connor stroked her hair and picked her up in his arms. His eyes asking silently for Angel to make her feel better. The young man had not lived in the company of people from this world long, he was lost to everything. Angel walked over and took Dawn from his son and walked back into the room with the Fang gang watching from the door.
Connor felt Fred put an arm around him. He glanced back at her and saw the look of sympathy for the young girl in her eyes. "She'll be okay Fred."
"I don't know Connor. She is so frightened right now and it scares me to think of what she must be going through." Fred replied giving Connor a gentle look. * The boy is trying so hard to fit in, he is so much like Angel. Those eyes of sympathy. *
Angel whispered to her and let the teenager rest in his arms as she began to stop shaking. Cordelia had foretold of this. She said the girl would be haunted by dreams of the man that did this to her. She told Angel also that the something would come to pass and with this fact their entire world would change. The teenager was carrying the fate of the world in her stomach and the evil of the world would not let it come to pass easily.
Soon the girl fell into sleep and Angel laid her down softly making sure she would not wake. He pulled the blanket over her and made his way slowly from the room.
Connor glanced at the young girl and shut the door behind his father and followed him and the rest of the Fang gang down the stairs to the lobby. He watched as they all seemed to grow tense and look at Angel for whatever would come next. Cordelia shifted on the couch and moved closer towards Angel taking his hand in hers softly. "I don't know what to do. I think the best thing to do right now is just let her mend and cope with the events of the past month. She has had it really hard and I have no experience when it comes to what women feel." Angel said a little confused by the events that had just taken place.
"Amen to that!" Cordelia and Fred said together at Angel's last statement. Then the room filled with laughter from the team.
Dawn woke up to the warm rays of golden sunshine that pored into her room. She stretched out and yawned sleepily. She looked around and remembered the events of the previous night and sighed. The feeling of the despair in the pit of her stomach. She brought a gentle hand to her stomach and a wave of sickness crashed over her.
She ran into the bathroom and let the contents of her stomach spill out. She felt her stomach twist and constrict and she whimpered and slumped to the floor. The coldness seeping into her body. She felt dizzy and afraid. This place held no safety for her; the only thing she felt in this place was fear. She feared everything anymore, the feeling of a new person in her presence, the way a person looked at her, the way skin burnt when it came into contact with hers, and mostly the fear of being alone. She wanted nothing more than for Spike and Buffy to be with her. She didn't want to do it alone, the baby would grow and become a warrior and she was alone, with only the darkness to keep her company.
She got up from the floor slowly and walked back into her bedroom to get changed. She pulled out a pair of shorts and a tank top that she wouldn't be able to wear after a week of getting fatter. She walked out and saw the young man that had held her last night. His hazel eyes pierced her soul with the heavy glance he gave her. He smiled softly and motioned for her to go in front of him. She obliged and walked quickly down the stairs trying to get away from him as quickly as possible. Men seemed to scare her and there was something about this man that frightened her to no end. She was not scared he was going to do something to her but there was something about the way his eyes looked at her that scared her to no end. He walked swiftly and caught up with her easily. He smiled gently at her and held out a gentle hand.
Dawn took his hand and as quickly as she could pulled away. She looked at him and began to shake. His skin burnt her and she felt the baby kick just as their hands touched. She whimpered and fell to her knees as she began to become dizzy. He knelt beside her and rubbed her back gently trying to help the woman as much as he knew how. She fell and he caught her right before she hit the floor. He gathered her into his arms and laid her on the couch with care.
"Fred get in here!" Connor yelled as the teenager began to shake fiercely and whimper frantically.
Fred and Cordelia rushed in to she Connor holding her arms down and trying to keep her still. Cordelia ran over and helped hold the young woman down while Fred ran into the kitchen for a wet cloth to place on her head.
She returned and placed it on the girl head and she began to chant a spell to make the shaking cease. The shaking slowed and finally Dawn laid down her body at rest but her mind in much turmoil.
TBC ....... Well once again I hope you like it and want to read more of it. I tried to write a long chapter but then I got this idea in my head and I couldn't do it in this chapter. Oh and don't worry it wasn't Connor that did any of this to Dawn. We'll it's getting late and I have church in the morning and I need to get my beauty sleep because Drew the guy I like will be their in the morning and I don't want to look like crap. I have enough trouble trying to get his attention when I look my best, I really don't wanna try to get it when I look bad.
- Trinity Dawn Armstrong