Title: The Way "End of Days" Should Have Been
Author: Bunny and Lucky
Disclaimer: The characters belong to the god Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy *Grr-Arg*
Rating: PG-13 (Like always)
Feedback: Uh-Huh! We want very honest opinions, equaling in our embrace of flames!
A/N: If ANY of our "geek" information is wrong, notify us and we'll make changes. I'm not as big of a geek as I'd like to be (shame) and Lucky would freak if she knew Star Trek or D&D information, so this is as close as we can get. So tell us if we're wrong!
A/N2: We're really sorry about how hard the last chapter to read was! %@&! YOU FANFICTION.NET! %@&! YOU!!!!! Apparently, it did that to a lot of chapters uploaded then, so it wasn't our fault! Anyway, it SHOULD be all fixed up, so go back and read it if you think you missed anything.
Chapter Title: Confronting
Summary: Dawn confronts Connor and Deanna meets Andrew.
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Dawn knocked on the door of the Sirtis's. "Come on in!" yelled a voice. She took a deep breath and went in.
It was Connor. "You know you shouldn't just invite people in willy-nilly like that," she told him, trying to keep her cool. 'He doesn't know,' she kept telling herself.
Connor was the kitchen table with text books in front of him. "I knew it was you."
Dawn sighed. Apparently W&H forgot to take away his power senses. "Is Deanna here?"
Connor shook his head. "After you left she headed to the comic store. Some new issue of something or other released today."
"I should tell Andrew," she muttered.
"Boyfriend?"
Dawn burst out into a fit of laughter. Once she had herself under semi- control she replied a no while whipping tears from her eyes. "Andrew's a friend of the family, I guess. Kinda became family over the past six or seven months." She paused. "I also came by to apologize about running out earlier. It's a really long story, but. . ."
He kicked the chair from under the table. "Tell."
The Key grinned and sat. "Okay. Um, there's a guy, that at one time was really close to a lot of people at home, myself included, still kind of is. Well, this guy had a kid awhile back, the mom died in childbirth and, well, his name was Connor. And for a few months, everyone was really happy, but one day, baby Connor was kidnapped by this guy that hated A. . . our friend. Well, he didn't see Connor again until Connor was seventeen-ish. And by then guy who kidnapped him re-named him Steven, after his own child. And kidnap guy brainwashed Connor into hating his dad. Well, they. . .put each other through hell over the next year. And then. . .Connor kinda, disappeared. And you look exactly like him. Only your hair's shorter."
He sat there silent for a moment. "Wow. Sounds like a soap opera."
She laughed. "If you only knew." The door opened.
"I'm HOME!"
"She has lungs," commented Dawn.
Connor shrugged. "If you only knew." Both grinned.
Deanna came into the kitchen. "Oh, you're back? Everything okay between you two?" They nodded. "Good, cuz I was starting to get worried you wouldn't work with me. And that would be bad because we wouldn't get a grade. Do you want to work on it now?"
Dawn blinked a moment taking it in. She talked fast. "Yeah, sure." Deanna moved into the family room.
"You get used to that too." Dawn smiled and picked her bag off of the table.
"Nice to talk to you."
"Same."
***
Dawn came home late that night. Buffy stood at the doorway. "Where have you been?"
"I told Andrew to say that I was at a friends home working on a lab."
"And you walked home at seven?"
"No. Connor gave me a ride home."
"Connor?"
"Deanna's cousin. She's coming over here to work on the lab tomorrow. Connor's gonna drive us here. So there was no need to worry. . .and what happened to your arm?" Buffy sighed and explained what happened. "Oh. Okay. I'm goin' to bed."
Buffy turned around and said to no one. "She makes me crazy."
Dawn went up the stairs and around the corner to bump into Andrew. "What's her last name?"
"What?"
"Deanna. What's her last name?"
"Sirtis. Hey, wait a minute. You were spying on us? And why do you want to know?" Instead of a response, he jumped into his room and shut the door. She rolled her eyes.
***
The next day, Dawn brought her lab partner home, immediately to find Andrew bowing before her. "Wow! You even look like the Betazoid."
"You watch TNG?" she asked excitedly.
"Every episode. All the Star Trek's, actually. Just not all of Deep Space Nine. I never got into that."
"I didn't really either. I just saw the one where Q's cousin had the choice of becoming an ameba or human."
"I saw that one too!"
Dawn half-smiled half-grimaced. "Okay, I'm gonna let you two bond for an hour. But before that, Andrew. Is Willow home?"
"She and Tara went out for coffee, Xander's finally got a job at the construction downtown, Robin's signing papers and Faith went with, and Spike and Buffy are out looking for Thanatos. Anyway, how'd you end up with the name Deanna?"
The Key rubbed her temples. Andrew would have to work on being discrete. She wondered if there was a class he could take on that. She undid her bag to get her Geometry out, when she discovered it wasn't there. Dawn thumped her head against the door frame. She had been working on it in the car and must have left it there. Didn't matter anyway. There wasn't a brain there to help anyway.
Just then the doorbell rang. Dawn went to answer it and saw Connor on the footstep with her Geometry homework. "Oh, thank god!" she exclaimed.
He handed her the papers. "You know you have nearly every answer wrong on that?"
Her head hit the door frame again. "I was hoping Willow would be home, but the brain isn't here."
"I could help." Dawn looked up, knowing her eyes looked desperate. "I'm taking a math summer class."
She gestured him in. "Nobody's home except for us, Deanna, and Andrew."
"Andrew. Your non-boyfriend." She smiled.
They settled down at the table. "Oh, and if Spike comes home, leave out the back door."
"Huh?"
"He doesn't like me socializing with males that aren't people who live in this house. And it was a scary thing what he did to the guy who I tried to date last."
"What did he say?"
"I'm not really sure, but the guy didn't look at me the entire time and afterwards, said nothing to me ever again. What about you with dating?"
"Never dated."
Dawn widened her eyebrows in shock. "You seem like the kind of guy girls would throw themselves at."
"I am and that really scares me. But, I must say that I've never met a girl that ran away from me." Both of them laughed. "All, right Geometry."
***
Deanna and Dawn got an A on their lab results and Dawn aced her paper. Neither had ever happened before. Willow and Tara registered for local college courses and had class on Saturday. Dawn went with because she was bored at home, plus she had more math homework and Willow wasn't finished explaining.
During their class, she had finished her work and wandered around the halls. As she turned the corner and ran into someone and their papers went flying. "I am so sorry about that. I'm a such clutz sometimes," she said looking up. "Now, I just keep running into you everywhere."
Connor grinned. "I should know by now not to turn that corner to sharply."
"You probably have a class to get to. . ."
"Actually, I just had to get a book from a teacher." He really was late for class, but he figured what was a few more minutes.
"Thanks, for the help with the Geometry. I got a hundred."
"Good. Do you want. . to set up a time to do that sort of thing?"
"That would be so great. Probably at your place though. Everything is so loud at home. Buffy and Spike are either arguing at one point or another or working out in the basement, Andrew is commonly complaining about something Faith does, to which Xander or Robin goes in to defend and end up battling each other and then Willow and/or Tara have to go in and break up all of the fights. It's actually fun to watch."
"My place would be good." He paused, letting her rearrange her papers. "Do you want to go see a movie with me? Tonight? At about six-thirty?"
She raised an eyebrow. "Is this a date quality question?" He looked down, clearly embarrassed.
"It was a stupid question. . ."
"I'd love to. Just be prepared for Spike to say something way grotesque. And he will manage to find a way to make it happen if anything bad occurs."
Connor grinned. "All right. I'll see you then."
"Bye."
It was then that the Wiccan's class was over. When they came out, Dawn put the sweetest face on as possible. "Do you guys think you could do me a big big big big favor and ask Spike and Buffy something for me?"
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TBC. . .
What's Buffy and Spike gonna say? Tune in soon (Maybe Friday, but not as long of a wait as last time, promise) to find out.
Okay, it was a really short chapter and centered a lot around Dawn and Connor. Flame if ya hate it. Review happily if ya like it.
Oh, yeah. GHOST OF THE ROBOT IS SO FREAKIN' COOL! And James Marsters has a sexy, sexy voice! Okay, sorry. But it's true.
Author: Bunny and Lucky
Disclaimer: The characters belong to the god Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy *Grr-Arg*
Rating: PG-13 (Like always)
Feedback: Uh-Huh! We want very honest opinions, equaling in our embrace of flames!
A/N: If ANY of our "geek" information is wrong, notify us and we'll make changes. I'm not as big of a geek as I'd like to be (shame) and Lucky would freak if she knew Star Trek or D&D information, so this is as close as we can get. So tell us if we're wrong!
A/N2: We're really sorry about how hard the last chapter to read was! %@&! YOU FANFICTION.NET! %@&! YOU!!!!! Apparently, it did that to a lot of chapters uploaded then, so it wasn't our fault! Anyway, it SHOULD be all fixed up, so go back and read it if you think you missed anything.
Chapter Title: Confronting
Summary: Dawn confronts Connor and Deanna meets Andrew.
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Dawn knocked on the door of the Sirtis's. "Come on in!" yelled a voice. She took a deep breath and went in.
It was Connor. "You know you shouldn't just invite people in willy-nilly like that," she told him, trying to keep her cool. 'He doesn't know,' she kept telling herself.
Connor was the kitchen table with text books in front of him. "I knew it was you."
Dawn sighed. Apparently W&H forgot to take away his power senses. "Is Deanna here?"
Connor shook his head. "After you left she headed to the comic store. Some new issue of something or other released today."
"I should tell Andrew," she muttered.
"Boyfriend?"
Dawn burst out into a fit of laughter. Once she had herself under semi- control she replied a no while whipping tears from her eyes. "Andrew's a friend of the family, I guess. Kinda became family over the past six or seven months." She paused. "I also came by to apologize about running out earlier. It's a really long story, but. . ."
He kicked the chair from under the table. "Tell."
The Key grinned and sat. "Okay. Um, there's a guy, that at one time was really close to a lot of people at home, myself included, still kind of is. Well, this guy had a kid awhile back, the mom died in childbirth and, well, his name was Connor. And for a few months, everyone was really happy, but one day, baby Connor was kidnapped by this guy that hated A. . . our friend. Well, he didn't see Connor again until Connor was seventeen-ish. And by then guy who kidnapped him re-named him Steven, after his own child. And kidnap guy brainwashed Connor into hating his dad. Well, they. . .put each other through hell over the next year. And then. . .Connor kinda, disappeared. And you look exactly like him. Only your hair's shorter."
He sat there silent for a moment. "Wow. Sounds like a soap opera."
She laughed. "If you only knew." The door opened.
"I'm HOME!"
"She has lungs," commented Dawn.
Connor shrugged. "If you only knew." Both grinned.
Deanna came into the kitchen. "Oh, you're back? Everything okay between you two?" They nodded. "Good, cuz I was starting to get worried you wouldn't work with me. And that would be bad because we wouldn't get a grade. Do you want to work on it now?"
Dawn blinked a moment taking it in. She talked fast. "Yeah, sure." Deanna moved into the family room.
"You get used to that too." Dawn smiled and picked her bag off of the table.
"Nice to talk to you."
"Same."
***
Dawn came home late that night. Buffy stood at the doorway. "Where have you been?"
"I told Andrew to say that I was at a friends home working on a lab."
"And you walked home at seven?"
"No. Connor gave me a ride home."
"Connor?"
"Deanna's cousin. She's coming over here to work on the lab tomorrow. Connor's gonna drive us here. So there was no need to worry. . .and what happened to your arm?" Buffy sighed and explained what happened. "Oh. Okay. I'm goin' to bed."
Buffy turned around and said to no one. "She makes me crazy."
Dawn went up the stairs and around the corner to bump into Andrew. "What's her last name?"
"What?"
"Deanna. What's her last name?"
"Sirtis. Hey, wait a minute. You were spying on us? And why do you want to know?" Instead of a response, he jumped into his room and shut the door. She rolled her eyes.
***
The next day, Dawn brought her lab partner home, immediately to find Andrew bowing before her. "Wow! You even look like the Betazoid."
"You watch TNG?" she asked excitedly.
"Every episode. All the Star Trek's, actually. Just not all of Deep Space Nine. I never got into that."
"I didn't really either. I just saw the one where Q's cousin had the choice of becoming an ameba or human."
"I saw that one too!"
Dawn half-smiled half-grimaced. "Okay, I'm gonna let you two bond for an hour. But before that, Andrew. Is Willow home?"
"She and Tara went out for coffee, Xander's finally got a job at the construction downtown, Robin's signing papers and Faith went with, and Spike and Buffy are out looking for Thanatos. Anyway, how'd you end up with the name Deanna?"
The Key rubbed her temples. Andrew would have to work on being discrete. She wondered if there was a class he could take on that. She undid her bag to get her Geometry out, when she discovered it wasn't there. Dawn thumped her head against the door frame. She had been working on it in the car and must have left it there. Didn't matter anyway. There wasn't a brain there to help anyway.
Just then the doorbell rang. Dawn went to answer it and saw Connor on the footstep with her Geometry homework. "Oh, thank god!" she exclaimed.
He handed her the papers. "You know you have nearly every answer wrong on that?"
Her head hit the door frame again. "I was hoping Willow would be home, but the brain isn't here."
"I could help." Dawn looked up, knowing her eyes looked desperate. "I'm taking a math summer class."
She gestured him in. "Nobody's home except for us, Deanna, and Andrew."
"Andrew. Your non-boyfriend." She smiled.
They settled down at the table. "Oh, and if Spike comes home, leave out the back door."
"Huh?"
"He doesn't like me socializing with males that aren't people who live in this house. And it was a scary thing what he did to the guy who I tried to date last."
"What did he say?"
"I'm not really sure, but the guy didn't look at me the entire time and afterwards, said nothing to me ever again. What about you with dating?"
"Never dated."
Dawn widened her eyebrows in shock. "You seem like the kind of guy girls would throw themselves at."
"I am and that really scares me. But, I must say that I've never met a girl that ran away from me." Both of them laughed. "All, right Geometry."
***
Deanna and Dawn got an A on their lab results and Dawn aced her paper. Neither had ever happened before. Willow and Tara registered for local college courses and had class on Saturday. Dawn went with because she was bored at home, plus she had more math homework and Willow wasn't finished explaining.
During their class, she had finished her work and wandered around the halls. As she turned the corner and ran into someone and their papers went flying. "I am so sorry about that. I'm a such clutz sometimes," she said looking up. "Now, I just keep running into you everywhere."
Connor grinned. "I should know by now not to turn that corner to sharply."
"You probably have a class to get to. . ."
"Actually, I just had to get a book from a teacher." He really was late for class, but he figured what was a few more minutes.
"Thanks, for the help with the Geometry. I got a hundred."
"Good. Do you want. . to set up a time to do that sort of thing?"
"That would be so great. Probably at your place though. Everything is so loud at home. Buffy and Spike are either arguing at one point or another or working out in the basement, Andrew is commonly complaining about something Faith does, to which Xander or Robin goes in to defend and end up battling each other and then Willow and/or Tara have to go in and break up all of the fights. It's actually fun to watch."
"My place would be good." He paused, letting her rearrange her papers. "Do you want to go see a movie with me? Tonight? At about six-thirty?"
She raised an eyebrow. "Is this a date quality question?" He looked down, clearly embarrassed.
"It was a stupid question. . ."
"I'd love to. Just be prepared for Spike to say something way grotesque. And he will manage to find a way to make it happen if anything bad occurs."
Connor grinned. "All right. I'll see you then."
"Bye."
It was then that the Wiccan's class was over. When they came out, Dawn put the sweetest face on as possible. "Do you guys think you could do me a big big big big favor and ask Spike and Buffy something for me?"
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TBC. . .
What's Buffy and Spike gonna say? Tune in soon (Maybe Friday, but not as long of a wait as last time, promise) to find out.
Okay, it was a really short chapter and centered a lot around Dawn and Connor. Flame if ya hate it. Review happily if ya like it.
Oh, yeah. GHOST OF THE ROBOT IS SO FREAKIN' COOL! And James Marsters has a sexy, sexy voice! Okay, sorry. But it's true.