Title- The Dawn, Spike, Angelus Adventures- The Beginning
Rated- PG-13 (rating will get higher as the stories continue.)
Disclaimer- Joss owns the characters, unfortunately for me, however I own the idea for the story!
A/N 1- Takes place 3 years later from the beginning of season 6 right after Flooded. So everything after that episode never happened. And as far as Angel goes anything after season 1 never happened. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------
Buffy got up the next morning and headed for the stairs. On her way she looked into Dawn's room. Her bed was made and Dawn wasn't in sight. Buffy walked into the kitchen and saw Willow sitting at the table eating breakfast and reading over the texts for the spell to give Angel back his soul. "Morning, Will. Have you seen Dawn?" Buffy asked getting a cup of coffee and sitting back down.
"No. I don't think she came home last night." A look of shock came over Buffy's face.
"What are you talking about?!"
"You mean, you didn't know?" Buffy shook her head. "Oh. She left while we were all talking. I'm pretty sure she went to go talk to Spike. I guess she stayed the night."
Buffy quickly changed and left for Spike's running. She ran all the way and didn't stop until she reached his crypt. She let her self in and went in search of him. "Spike!"
"Quiet, Slayer," Spike said as he appeared from below.
"Is Dawn here?"
"Yeah, she's down below asleep."
"Ok. Well I'll just go and get her and then we'll leave. Thanks for letting me know she was here. For all I knew Angelus had gotten her." Buffy never noticed Spike's eyes shift back and forth when she had mentioned Angelus' name as she made her way to the opening that lead to the bottom. However, she was stopped by Spike.
"She was up late last night. I'll just send her over when she's up."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah. It's ok."
"Well alright. Bye Spike."
Spike watched her leave then sat down with a sigh. He didn't know what had come over him last night. By the time he realized what he had done, it was too late. How did he end up in these situations? He was ok until Angelus came back. The chip he could handle, he could fake it. He just wanted to be left alone, but Angelus was giving him no choice. The only good that came out of this is he could eat like a normal vampire, and now with Dawn turned he had a reason to. He would get her interested in eating properly. Every vampire she had ever lived around had eaten mostly pigs' blood. She could feed with him, every night, till the end of the world. He smiled at the thought of her feeding with him, and just spending the rest of her un-life with him in general. However when the Slayer and her crew found out what he did Dawn they would want to stake him. He didn't care though; he could take them all out now.
He went down below and walked over to his bed where Dawn still lay. She was still not awake yet. He reached over and touched Dawn's cheek with the back of his hand. He sat down and stretched out next to her on the bed. He put his arm around her waist and pulled her right up against him, and snuggled with her limp form. He nuzzled his face into her neck and lightly kissed her there. It wouldn't be long now before she woke up. After she did, they would wreak havoc on the world.
Buffy walked back into the house to find Willow still sitting in the kitchen. "Well?" Willow asked. "She was at Spike's asleep. He said she was up late. He's going to send her home after she wakes up." "See I told you. You were worried over nothing." "I just thinks she spends too much time with him. I don't think it's healthy."
"Look who's talking."
"What? I'm serious. I mean she'll go to college, make friends, they'll want to get together for the night and she'll be all like I can't I have to go meet with my vampire buddy." Willow gave her a skeptical look.
"Yeah sure, Buffy."
"It's true, you just wait. Then I'll be the one saying I told you so." Buffy looked pointedly at her.
"Right, Buffy. I'll be up stairs getting dressed."
"Ok." Willow went up the stairs and left Buffy alone. "It just can't be good. She clings to him all the time," Buffy said to her self at the bottom of the stairs.
"Buffy would you stop worrying about it!" Willow yelled down as she walked by the stairs.
Rated- PG-13 (rating will get higher as the stories continue.)
Disclaimer- Joss owns the characters, unfortunately for me, however I own the idea for the story!
A/N 1- Takes place 3 years later from the beginning of season 6 right after Flooded. So everything after that episode never happened. And as far as Angel goes anything after season 1 never happened. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------
Buffy got up the next morning and headed for the stairs. On her way she looked into Dawn's room. Her bed was made and Dawn wasn't in sight. Buffy walked into the kitchen and saw Willow sitting at the table eating breakfast and reading over the texts for the spell to give Angel back his soul. "Morning, Will. Have you seen Dawn?" Buffy asked getting a cup of coffee and sitting back down.
"No. I don't think she came home last night." A look of shock came over Buffy's face.
"What are you talking about?!"
"You mean, you didn't know?" Buffy shook her head. "Oh. She left while we were all talking. I'm pretty sure she went to go talk to Spike. I guess she stayed the night."
Buffy quickly changed and left for Spike's running. She ran all the way and didn't stop until she reached his crypt. She let her self in and went in search of him. "Spike!"
"Quiet, Slayer," Spike said as he appeared from below.
"Is Dawn here?"
"Yeah, she's down below asleep."
"Ok. Well I'll just go and get her and then we'll leave. Thanks for letting me know she was here. For all I knew Angelus had gotten her." Buffy never noticed Spike's eyes shift back and forth when she had mentioned Angelus' name as she made her way to the opening that lead to the bottom. However, she was stopped by Spike.
"She was up late last night. I'll just send her over when she's up."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah. It's ok."
"Well alright. Bye Spike."
Spike watched her leave then sat down with a sigh. He didn't know what had come over him last night. By the time he realized what he had done, it was too late. How did he end up in these situations? He was ok until Angelus came back. The chip he could handle, he could fake it. He just wanted to be left alone, but Angelus was giving him no choice. The only good that came out of this is he could eat like a normal vampire, and now with Dawn turned he had a reason to. He would get her interested in eating properly. Every vampire she had ever lived around had eaten mostly pigs' blood. She could feed with him, every night, till the end of the world. He smiled at the thought of her feeding with him, and just spending the rest of her un-life with him in general. However when the Slayer and her crew found out what he did Dawn they would want to stake him. He didn't care though; he could take them all out now.
He went down below and walked over to his bed where Dawn still lay. She was still not awake yet. He reached over and touched Dawn's cheek with the back of his hand. He sat down and stretched out next to her on the bed. He put his arm around her waist and pulled her right up against him, and snuggled with her limp form. He nuzzled his face into her neck and lightly kissed her there. It wouldn't be long now before she woke up. After she did, they would wreak havoc on the world.
Buffy walked back into the house to find Willow still sitting in the kitchen. "Well?" Willow asked. "She was at Spike's asleep. He said she was up late. He's going to send her home after she wakes up." "See I told you. You were worried over nothing." "I just thinks she spends too much time with him. I don't think it's healthy."
"Look who's talking."
"What? I'm serious. I mean she'll go to college, make friends, they'll want to get together for the night and she'll be all like I can't I have to go meet with my vampire buddy." Willow gave her a skeptical look.
"Yeah sure, Buffy."
"It's true, you just wait. Then I'll be the one saying I told you so." Buffy looked pointedly at her.
"Right, Buffy. I'll be up stairs getting dressed."
"Ok." Willow went up the stairs and left Buffy alone. "It just can't be good. She clings to him all the time," Buffy said to her self at the bottom of the stairs.
"Buffy would you stop worrying about it!" Willow yelled down as she walked by the stairs.