Chapter 19

Dawn smiled in her sleep. She was dreaming, she knew that. She couldn't actually be lying wrapped in

Connor's strong, warm arms. He was in LA.

She lay quietly and listened to the sound of his heart beating. It felt so real. She could feel his chest rising

and falling with each breath. She could smell his scent were her face was buried between his bare chest and

the covers.

Dawn heard Spike's voice from outside her door.

no… I don't wanna get up yet…this is so perfect..

"Niblet! Get up! It's almost dark."

Dawn tightened her grip on the surprisingly real feeling Connor.

No! I won't let go! I'm not getting up!

"Niblet! Up!!"

Dawn felt her consciousness fighting against her get up! It's just a dream!

She pulled herself closer to the warmth of Connor.

"BIT! UP!" He banged on her door loudly.

Dawn kept her arms around Connor and opened her eyes.

She felt a weird lurching motion then everything was still..

She sighed and looked down and her pillow.

"oh.my.god."

Dawn looked up.

She was in her room, in *Sunnydale* but lying on her bed dressed only in a pair of faded black jeans was

Connor.

She disentangled herself from him slightly and sat up looking down at him in disbelief. "how are you

here!?"

Spike banged on her door..

Shit! If Spike comes in here.. Connor's dead!

Connor stirred and rolled over on his stomach, muttering.

Dawn starred down at his messy blonde hair and tried very hard to focus on Spike banging on the door. Not

the things she was having urges to do to Connor

"Bloody hell! Are you dead or something?!"

Dawn cleared her throat, "no. I'm fine. I'll be dressed in a minute."

"about bloody time!"

She listened as Spike headed downstairs.

Now. Wake Connor up and ask him how the hell he ended up here.

Dawn reached down and carefully pulled Connor onto his back again.

He looked so cute! His hair was all messy and bits hung down over his eyes and his lips were parted

slightly. Dawn's eyes slid down over his leanly muscled chest and arms.

focus! Wake him up!

"connor?"

He didn't react.

Dawn leant down over him and kissed him softly. His lips quivered under her own.

"connor?"

She kissed him again, this time he almost kissed her back.

"con-nor!"

His eyelids suddenly flew open to reveal his bright blue eyes.

He smiled sleepily and rubbed his eyes.

"dawn? You're still here?"

Dawn raised an eyebrow, "if by 'here' you mean my bedroom in Sunnydale, yes."

Connor propped himself up on his elbows and looked around in confusion. Yes. This was definitely a girls

room. Pink. Lots of pink.

"This is really getting confusing."

Dawn nodded, despite the fact that she was so distracted by just looking at him she hadn't heard a word

he'd said. She forgot all about Spike and the fact that she should be making excuses or hiding Connor in

her closet or something

All she could see was him. She ran her fingers through his hair and stopped them holding the side of his

face.

He placed a hand over her own.

"dawn, there's some stuff I have to talk to you about.."

I have to explain this whole dream-thing for a start.. and then figure out how *I* ended up *here*

She silenced him as she brushed her lips against his.

He gave a slight moan of protest then pushed his face up towards hers, returning her kiss.

I'll tell her later…

Dawn felt her heart beat faster and a warm glow spread over her body as Connor kissed her.

He slid his hands up around her face, keeping her bent over him as he deepened their kiss, His tongue

meeting hers in a familiar dance.

Dawn broke the kiss and pulled Connor up to a sitting position.

He smiled at her and took one of her hands, pulling it up to his lips and kissing each of her fingertips.

He placed a kiss on the underside of her wrist, and whispered, "every part of you is beautiful. So delicate.."

He softly laid a trail of kisses up her arm, pausing when he reached her shoulder, and pulling her onto his

lap before continuing.

Dawn wrapped her arms around him, loving we way the bare hot skin of his chest pressed against her.

She sighed and rested her head against him as he kissed his way up along her neck, making her skin prick

and shiver.

He gently pulled her up so she faced him, their faces so close they brushed against one another.

He looked deep into her eyes.

She smiled softly, "Connor…" She paused and kissed him softly, "I love you."

He looked a little surprised at her sudden revelation, but kissed her then replied, "Dawn, I didn't know what

love was until I laid eyes on you."

Dawn leant forward and kissed him.

oh my god! This is so perfect! Connor *loves* me!!

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Buffy sat at the kitchen table reading the paper.

Hmm… well.. the suspicious homicides and disappearances have jumped up again..surprise surprise

Spike appeared and headed straight for the fridge.

Buffy smirked, she liked it when he walked around the house in only his black leather pants…

he just looks.. so hot…

Using all her slayer-sneakyness, she stood up and crept up behind him.

She paused then tickled him along the sides of his waist. His most ticklish part.

He gave a yell and spun around, grabbing her hands and pining her against the island in the middle of the

kitchen.

Buffy smirked and looked up at him, "bit ticklish aren't we Spikey?"

Spike held his 'I-am-incredibly-pissed-right-now' expression for a minute then let his hand slip down her

back and under the waist of her pants. His fingers paused at the part of her lower back that was incredible

ticklish.

"Well well.. Don't let go telling anyone my weakness, and I won't share yours."

He wriggled his fingers and Buffy instantly started squirming and laughing.

"No spike! Stop it! Nooo!!"

He laughed and continued his assault for a bit longer before letting her go.

She darted across the kitchen panting.

"dammit Spike! No fair!"

The vampire shrugged and poured himself a cup of blood.

It was then that he noticed something.

He froze and tilled an ear up towards the ceiling.

He could hear something.

"Buf, do you hear voices?"

The slayer frowned and concentrated, "you're right! There's someone in Dawn's room!" She looked up at

Spike, "do you sense anything?!?!"

He held a hand up to silence her while he concentrated, "yeah.. there's someone up their with her."

Buffy turned and ran towards the stairs, Spike right behind her.

They ran silently up the steps and along the hall to Dawn's room.

Spike listened carefully, "no voices."

Buffy nodded, looking worried, and reached for the door knob.

what if that demon is in there?! What if they've already gotten Dawnie!??!

Buffy turned the knob and quickly opened the door, and was actually relieved to find her little sister

making out with Angel's half-naked son. oh thank god!.. It's just Connor!

Spike starred open mouthed. Connor was sitting on his Niblet's bed, dressed only in a pair of black jeans,

with niblet was sitting *on his lap!*

That little punk! Taking advantage of my niblet! AGAIN!

Dawn and Connor froze.

Connor felt himself blush crimson, why do those two always walk in at the worst possible times?!

Dawn seemed unperturbed however and simply turned to face her sister and Spike with a smile.

"Morning guys! You'll never guess what happened this morning!"

oh god. Please let this work.. please let them think I'm not worried.. please let Spike not try and kill

Connor!

Buffy sighed, "do I want to guess?"

Connor interrupted, "um… It's not what it looks like?"

Spike growled loudly from the doorway, "Better not be peaches jr.!!"

Buffy placed a hand on his shoulder, "come downstairs and explain…this… then Dawnie."

She shook her head softly and turned pushing Spike in front of her.

Dawn sighed and got off Connor. "Come on Connor."

Connor followed her out of her room and down the hall.

He could hear Spike growling and muttering murderously in front of him.

he really hates me…

Dawn reached down and took his hand, then stood up on her toes and kissed him on the cheek.

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