Chapter 6
After her dream, Dawn woke up abruptly. Then she shouted, "SPIKE!!!"
Spike, having been downstairs talking to Giles on the phone, had dropped the phone and ran up the stairs, so quickly he was almost there before she had finished calling his name.
Bursting into her room, he looked around for a possible threat.
Seeing none, he looked at her and walked over to her.
"Nibblet, you okay? Did you have a bad dream?" he asked her as he saw the tears streaming down her face. He sat down next to her and cradled her in his arms, allowing her to finish sobbing and running his hands through her hair as Buffy and her mother had once done to soothe her.
When she calmed down a bit, he pulled her back and looked at her.
"That bad?"
"No...it was good."
"You cry like that...when it's good news. Remind me not to be around when something beyond terrible ever happens. There'd be a mini flood and I'd have to get me a rowboat."
Dawn swatted at him, realizing that he was only trying to make her feel better.
Then she looked at him.
"I had a dream with Buffy and mom in it...you were in it too."
"Really...tell me about it....if you want to."
"I'm going to...Buffy told me to tell you."
Spike got this wistful look on his face.
Dawn looked at him and said,"
She's visited you too, hasn't she?"
"Yeah."
Dawn hugged him tighter...and then sung the words of the chant for him, the way she had heard it in her dream.
"Key of worlds,
Blood of Souled,
Use Scroll of life
To find one more
When all is bound,
In time and place,
The two parts of one
Connect and Raise"
Spike gave a sharp intake of unneeded breath. "Where did you hear that Platelet?"
"In my dream," she said. And then she proceeded to tell him everything that had happened in her dream. When she was done, Spike jumped up and grabbing her in his arms, twirled her around.
"Spike...what are you doing?"
"Your dream...and mine combine. We're not going to be alone Sweet Bit. We're not going to be alone."
"I don't understand."
"I'll explain it...but first let me...Oh...that's right...Giles is still on the phone...I hope. Be right back."
Spike ran back downstairs and picked up the phone.
"Giles!"
"Spike...what the bloody hell is going on?"
"Wow...rough talk dad. Are you sure your getting your vitamins...you sound constipated."
"Spike..." Giles said in a Ripper-esque voice.
"Just playing. Don't get all stake-happy now. I'm happy and soon you will be too. Now this evening...I want you to gather up the Scoobies and bring everyone here. Oh...and bring that Codex you got and any books on Shanshu."
"Whatever for?"
"Don't question...just do Watcher. Both Nibblet and I have been having some dreams and we'll tell you and the rest about them and be able to do some research over them once you get here. Okay."
"Alright Spike. Oh...and Willow's gone up to LA to tell Angel about Buffy, but she should be back later this evening."
"Oh...poor bugger. I hope he doesn't dust himself once he finds out."
"Spike...are you alright? Your not cracking up are you? I never thought you cared about your sire like that?"
"Who me, care about that Nancy boy? No. It's not that. But I know how I felt...and ...even the Great Poof doesn't deserve news like that."
"I think you are softening up."
"Yeah…well Summers girls will do that to you. Ain't that right...Ripper."
Giles gave a light chuckle...yeah...I guess they do. We'll be over about 9, 10pm tonight."
"Good...we'll see you then."
And with that Spike hung up.
He called upstairs to Dawn.
"Dawny?"
"Yeah," she shouted
back.
"Write down everything in your dreams and then come downstairs. I made you some pancakes."
"You can cook?"
"Very funny. Just cause I'm on a liquid diet, doesn't mean I don't know how to cook. If the Nancy boy can do it...so can I."
He heard Dawn's laughter. And walked into the kitchen smiling.
Then he looked down and figured she probably would want more than that...who knows how long it had been since she had really eaten well. So he got more food out of the fridge, and started to prepare her a feast.
TBC…