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*
Also no owning of Pirates of the Caribbean, although we are going to bye it on
December 2!
Rating: PG-13 (Like always)
Feedback: Please!
A/N: Sorry for the lack of updating! With mid-terms rapidly approaching, it's kinda stolen our creative writing ideas! But, with a lotta boredom this Thanksgiving weekend. . . this chapter's done!
Chapter Title: "Pirates" Makes Everything Better
Summary: Aftermath of the tragedy and movie time.
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Faith marched into the hospital, with Deanna and Tara hot on her heels. The two of them had been training in the park, when Tara went to get them to explain what had happened. Deanna went to Connor and hugged him, which he accepted after a moment. The other two walked up to Buffy who was pacing next to the desk. "What happened?" demanded Faith.
"Hades is now our main player," said Buffy freaking out slightly. "He threw a knife into Dawn's stomach and Connor's arm."
"They're gonna be fine though, right?" Buffy hesitated. "Right?"
Buffy lowered her voice. "Dawn was pregnant."
Tara began to retort. "Buffy, s-she didn't want anyone to know-"
Buffy shrugged, "The doctor said the odds of having her live are high, but the odds of the baby living are so low, they might as well not even try."
Faith nodded off the shock of Dawn's pregnancy and hugged her. "I'm sorry, B."
"I can't just sit around and wait for him to strike again. He can come into our house and hurt us whenever he wants."
Faith pulled out of the hug. "You're scared and I get that, B, but for some strange reason, call it Slayer intuition, you seem more scared for us all than yourself." Buffy looked from side to side, and picked up a surgical knife from the table. She placed it on her forearm and sliced. The red blood instantly healed up. "Wicked. How'd you do that?"
"I don't know," said Buffy putting the object down. "It first happened when Hades hit me with lightning, and then when he threw the knife at me."
Tara stared at her arm. "Buffy, you realize that you're, basically indestructible."
"Have you told Giles yet?"
She sighed. "Faith, I just figured this out probably ten minutes ago. There's been no time."
That was when the doctor came out. "She specifically asked me to tell only her sister this." Tara began to tug Faith away from the doctor. "Miss. Summers, your sister is doing fine-"
"And the baby?"
"I'm afraid we couldn't save it. The way the blade penetrated-"
"Can I see her?" she interrupted. She didn't need to know how it could have been prevented or how it hit her stomach. That would make her feel even more guilty.
***
Buffy leaned against the wall next to Dawn's room. Connor was in there now, and the door was closed. Nothing much had happened when she visited her sister. Dawn admitted that even though she was saddened that the baby had died, in a way it was a relief. Buffy understood perfectly and just kissed her sisters head before leaving.
"Miss Summers?" asked a man in a dark gray suit.
"Yes?" she asked standing up from the wall.
"I'm Rodger Moore," he extended his hand for Buffy to shake. "I'm here from social services."
She pulled back her hand quickly. "Could you guys maybe come back another time?"
"I'm afraid not." He pulled out a clip board from his briefcase and gazed at it through his glasses. "We have a few complaints on how you have been raising your sister. She was just stabbed, and dropped out of school during the last quarter last year. Did you also realize that she was pregnant?"
Buffy sighed. She really did not have time for this. "She was stabbed by an intruder, as well as her boyfriend, the schooling system left town last year, and we didn't have the finances to move at that time, and yes I did realize she was pregnant. We talked about it, and she said that she understands her morals and won't do it again for a long while. These morals were set by her, and came her own mouth. Now can you please just leave us alone?"
"When did you lose your virginity, Miss Summers?"
"Excuse me?" exclaimed Buffy, feeling her shoulders tense. "That is none of your business!"
"Unfortunately it is. You see, you set yourself as a romodle for Dawn, and she might believe that whatever you did in your teen years is fair game."
She was about ready to yell at Moore, when Giles came up and grabbed a hold of her shoulder. "Is there a problem?"
Rodger looked sternly at him. "I believe this is a matter between the child's guardian and-"
"And he is the only fatherly influence I've had for the past seven years."
Rodger wrote on his pad. "Are you married, sir?"
"Widower, twelve years ago."
"Pity," he replied without any of it. "Had any girlfriends since?"
Giles glared at the man. "Two. One of which was murdered and the other-"
"Giles, stop," said Buffy interrupting him. "None of this is his business." She faced Rodger squarely. "Just get to the point of what you're trying to say, instead of wasting our time."
He looked skeptic, then put his board down at this side. "The point is, Miss Summers, is that social services feel that you're a poor example of a guardian. Ever since mid-February of 2001, she has been a bit unstable-"
"Our mother died!" exclaimed Buffy. "For a year after that, we were all having a hard time. I was framed for murder, a friend of ours mysteriously left town for the summer, and then Sunnydale capsized on itself. If you ask me, this is the best anything has been in a long while. Dawn's grades are the highest they've ever been, because of her boyfriend."
"Who also happened to get her pregnant."
"She knows the responsibility of her actions. That's what all the years of sex-ed class was for!"
"Mr. Moore, may I speak with you," said Giles, taking him by the shoulder, and leading him away and around the next corner. "You take Dawn away from this family, you've got a lot of enemies at your back."
Rodger shook his head in a dignified manner. "You and Miss Summers over there?"
He gave him an evil smile. "Not just us, but every single person in that waiting room. And any of the people they wish. Now, if you put in a complaint about either Dawn or Buffy, or any of us. You can be bloody well sure that every day after that, your life will be hell."
"Is that a threat?"
"Yes." Giles threw him against the wall. "Very much so."
Giles walked off without a second glance, meeting Buffy by Dawn's door. "What did you say to him?" she demanded, feeling a little apprehensive.
"He's not going to be bothering us," he replied looking her directly in the eye.
***
A week had passed since that day. Dawn was released the day after then as well. She tried to interact with everyone as she had before, but it seemed different. Deanna walked by a room where the two Watchers were talking about Dawn. "She seems. . . distant," muttered Wesley, half in thought.
"She's lost her innocence," answered Giles. "If we could somehow bring her back - give her something to gain for. It could help."
Deanna shook her head and walked off. She couldn't believe they were talking about her friend like she was in some sort of rehab. She walked into Dawn's room to find her writing in her journal. Or attempting to write. She was just staring at the pages. "Hey."
Dawn looked up. "Hey," she said quieter.
"What'cha doing?" Deanna jumped onto her bed.
She closed her journal slowly. "Nothing. Just. . . trying to find something to do. Without interacting with people to much." She sighed. "They all keep staring. . . and it seems like their judging me or something."
"No, don't ever think that-"
"How can I not? People get quiet when I'm around, they try to change the subject to avoid anything about Hades. It's like I'm fourteen again." Dawn rubbed her head. "I just need to get out of here for a little while. Ya know?"
"Yeah." Deanna smiled and checked her watch. "You need to get your mind off all this. Have you happened to see Pirates of the Caribbean?" Dawn shook her head. "God you're missing out on some great stuff. Orli and Johnny look sooooo very sexy and-"
"I don't know if a movie's what I need right now," said Dawn, putting her journal away.
"It's exactly what you need. If we hurry we can see the late show. I'll be fun. Cheap theater." Dawn grinned and grabbed her purse.
***
By way of asking Fred and Willow if they could go, they were allowed to. One hundred, forty-three minutes later, both girls came out of the theater, dreamy eyed. "Wow," was all Dawn could say as they headed through the park.
"And did you see that Orli's shirt was at least halfway down his chest through, pretty much the entire thing, and then the feather hat. Oh! Drool! And surprisingly, I found Johnny's teeth amazingly hot and that swagger he had!" She grunted to show her appreciation, causing Dawn to laugh. "And the best part is. They're gonna make a sequel due out in 2005! Which we are so going to see-"
Dawn cringed up a bit. "Don't get me wrong, this one was excellent, but doesn't a sequel seem kinda. . .hookie?"
"I don't care how bad the story line is. Both of out pirates, together again, for a long picture film." Deanna sighed as a vampire jumped out at them, startling them both. The vamp charged at the Slayer first, baring it's fangs.
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TBC. . .
The next chapter's all written up and will be posted later this week. Swear to whatever denomination you are in!
And that last conversation between Deanna and Dawn about PotC, we both had that exact conversation about it. Seemed so perfect to put in.
Author: Bunny and Lucky
Disclaimer: The characters belong to the god Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy *Grr-Arg*
Also no owning of Pirates of the Caribbean, although we are going to bye it on
December 2!
Rating: PG-13 (Like always)
Feedback: Please!
A/N: Sorry for the lack of updating! With mid-terms rapidly approaching, it's kinda stolen our creative writing ideas! But, with a lotta boredom this Thanksgiving weekend. . . this chapter's done!
Chapter Title: "Pirates" Makes Everything Better
Summary: Aftermath of the tragedy and movie time.
-------------------------------------------------------------------
Faith marched into the hospital, with Deanna and Tara hot on her heels. The two of them had been training in the park, when Tara went to get them to explain what had happened. Deanna went to Connor and hugged him, which he accepted after a moment. The other two walked up to Buffy who was pacing next to the desk. "What happened?" demanded Faith.
"Hades is now our main player," said Buffy freaking out slightly. "He threw a knife into Dawn's stomach and Connor's arm."
"They're gonna be fine though, right?" Buffy hesitated. "Right?"
Buffy lowered her voice. "Dawn was pregnant."
Tara began to retort. "Buffy, s-she didn't want anyone to know-"
Buffy shrugged, "The doctor said the odds of having her live are high, but the odds of the baby living are so low, they might as well not even try."
Faith nodded off the shock of Dawn's pregnancy and hugged her. "I'm sorry, B."
"I can't just sit around and wait for him to strike again. He can come into our house and hurt us whenever he wants."
Faith pulled out of the hug. "You're scared and I get that, B, but for some strange reason, call it Slayer intuition, you seem more scared for us all than yourself." Buffy looked from side to side, and picked up a surgical knife from the table. She placed it on her forearm and sliced. The red blood instantly healed up. "Wicked. How'd you do that?"
"I don't know," said Buffy putting the object down. "It first happened when Hades hit me with lightning, and then when he threw the knife at me."
Tara stared at her arm. "Buffy, you realize that you're, basically indestructible."
"Have you told Giles yet?"
She sighed. "Faith, I just figured this out probably ten minutes ago. There's been no time."
That was when the doctor came out. "She specifically asked me to tell only her sister this." Tara began to tug Faith away from the doctor. "Miss. Summers, your sister is doing fine-"
"And the baby?"
"I'm afraid we couldn't save it. The way the blade penetrated-"
"Can I see her?" she interrupted. She didn't need to know how it could have been prevented or how it hit her stomach. That would make her feel even more guilty.
***
Buffy leaned against the wall next to Dawn's room. Connor was in there now, and the door was closed. Nothing much had happened when she visited her sister. Dawn admitted that even though she was saddened that the baby had died, in a way it was a relief. Buffy understood perfectly and just kissed her sisters head before leaving.
"Miss Summers?" asked a man in a dark gray suit.
"Yes?" she asked standing up from the wall.
"I'm Rodger Moore," he extended his hand for Buffy to shake. "I'm here from social services."
She pulled back her hand quickly. "Could you guys maybe come back another time?"
"I'm afraid not." He pulled out a clip board from his briefcase and gazed at it through his glasses. "We have a few complaints on how you have been raising your sister. She was just stabbed, and dropped out of school during the last quarter last year. Did you also realize that she was pregnant?"
Buffy sighed. She really did not have time for this. "She was stabbed by an intruder, as well as her boyfriend, the schooling system left town last year, and we didn't have the finances to move at that time, and yes I did realize she was pregnant. We talked about it, and she said that she understands her morals and won't do it again for a long while. These morals were set by her, and came her own mouth. Now can you please just leave us alone?"
"When did you lose your virginity, Miss Summers?"
"Excuse me?" exclaimed Buffy, feeling her shoulders tense. "That is none of your business!"
"Unfortunately it is. You see, you set yourself as a romodle for Dawn, and she might believe that whatever you did in your teen years is fair game."
She was about ready to yell at Moore, when Giles came up and grabbed a hold of her shoulder. "Is there a problem?"
Rodger looked sternly at him. "I believe this is a matter between the child's guardian and-"
"And he is the only fatherly influence I've had for the past seven years."
Rodger wrote on his pad. "Are you married, sir?"
"Widower, twelve years ago."
"Pity," he replied without any of it. "Had any girlfriends since?"
Giles glared at the man. "Two. One of which was murdered and the other-"
"Giles, stop," said Buffy interrupting him. "None of this is his business." She faced Rodger squarely. "Just get to the point of what you're trying to say, instead of wasting our time."
He looked skeptic, then put his board down at this side. "The point is, Miss Summers, is that social services feel that you're a poor example of a guardian. Ever since mid-February of 2001, she has been a bit unstable-"
"Our mother died!" exclaimed Buffy. "For a year after that, we were all having a hard time. I was framed for murder, a friend of ours mysteriously left town for the summer, and then Sunnydale capsized on itself. If you ask me, this is the best anything has been in a long while. Dawn's grades are the highest they've ever been, because of her boyfriend."
"Who also happened to get her pregnant."
"She knows the responsibility of her actions. That's what all the years of sex-ed class was for!"
"Mr. Moore, may I speak with you," said Giles, taking him by the shoulder, and leading him away and around the next corner. "You take Dawn away from this family, you've got a lot of enemies at your back."
Rodger shook his head in a dignified manner. "You and Miss Summers over there?"
He gave him an evil smile. "Not just us, but every single person in that waiting room. And any of the people they wish. Now, if you put in a complaint about either Dawn or Buffy, or any of us. You can be bloody well sure that every day after that, your life will be hell."
"Is that a threat?"
"Yes." Giles threw him against the wall. "Very much so."
Giles walked off without a second glance, meeting Buffy by Dawn's door. "What did you say to him?" she demanded, feeling a little apprehensive.
"He's not going to be bothering us," he replied looking her directly in the eye.
***
A week had passed since that day. Dawn was released the day after then as well. She tried to interact with everyone as she had before, but it seemed different. Deanna walked by a room where the two Watchers were talking about Dawn. "She seems. . . distant," muttered Wesley, half in thought.
"She's lost her innocence," answered Giles. "If we could somehow bring her back - give her something to gain for. It could help."
Deanna shook her head and walked off. She couldn't believe they were talking about her friend like she was in some sort of rehab. She walked into Dawn's room to find her writing in her journal. Or attempting to write. She was just staring at the pages. "Hey."
Dawn looked up. "Hey," she said quieter.
"What'cha doing?" Deanna jumped onto her bed.
She closed her journal slowly. "Nothing. Just. . . trying to find something to do. Without interacting with people to much." She sighed. "They all keep staring. . . and it seems like their judging me or something."
"No, don't ever think that-"
"How can I not? People get quiet when I'm around, they try to change the subject to avoid anything about Hades. It's like I'm fourteen again." Dawn rubbed her head. "I just need to get out of here for a little while. Ya know?"
"Yeah." Deanna smiled and checked her watch. "You need to get your mind off all this. Have you happened to see Pirates of the Caribbean?" Dawn shook her head. "God you're missing out on some great stuff. Orli and Johnny look sooooo very sexy and-"
"I don't know if a movie's what I need right now," said Dawn, putting her journal away.
"It's exactly what you need. If we hurry we can see the late show. I'll be fun. Cheap theater." Dawn grinned and grabbed her purse.
***
By way of asking Fred and Willow if they could go, they were allowed to. One hundred, forty-three minutes later, both girls came out of the theater, dreamy eyed. "Wow," was all Dawn could say as they headed through the park.
"And did you see that Orli's shirt was at least halfway down his chest through, pretty much the entire thing, and then the feather hat. Oh! Drool! And surprisingly, I found Johnny's teeth amazingly hot and that swagger he had!" She grunted to show her appreciation, causing Dawn to laugh. "And the best part is. They're gonna make a sequel due out in 2005! Which we are so going to see-"
Dawn cringed up a bit. "Don't get me wrong, this one was excellent, but doesn't a sequel seem kinda. . .hookie?"
"I don't care how bad the story line is. Both of out pirates, together again, for a long picture film." Deanna sighed as a vampire jumped out at them, startling them both. The vamp charged at the Slayer first, baring it's fangs.
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TBC. . .
The next chapter's all written up and will be posted later this week. Swear to whatever denomination you are in!
And that last conversation between Deanna and Dawn about PotC, we both had that exact conversation about it. Seemed so perfect to put in.