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Summary: The consequence for Buffy and Spike's daughter, Kat, is revealed. It was the last thing that they ever expected, and the most horrible thing that anyone could have imagined. *Sequel to "FAMILY"*
Spoilers: None. Just know that everything after "Normal Again" didn't happen.
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TRADEOFF
Chapter 3: Healing Scars
"I just don't know what to do for her anymore," Buffy confessed as she placed her lukewarm, nearly empty cup of coffee down on the coffee table. "I mean, it's been a week and still she won't go back to her apartment. I know how hard this is for her, I do, and I'll do anything for her to make this better but she can't stay here forever. And I don't say that like I don't want her here, I just don't think that this is what's best for her. Life can't just stop because she and her beau split, you know?"
"I think you're absolutely right," Willow agreed. "But what else can you really do for her?"
"I honestly don't know. I mean, she mopes around the house, only leaving for work and then coming right back home for more moping. Not only is that not good for her, it's making me worried about Kat. It's really taking a toll on her, Will. My problem is how do I tell this to Dawn without hurting her more. The last thing I want to do is upset her."
"Of course it is, and I'm sure she knows that."
"I'm not. I mean, right now I think she feels like the whole world is attacking her. I mean, how did you feel when Oz left you, or Tara?"
"Way to reopen old wounds, Buffy," Willow said with a half-smile. "I don't know, you'll think of something. Is she by herself right now?"
"No, Janice came over with some ice cream. Perfect, right?"
"It's what would make me feel better. Nothing can't be cured by chocolate and good company."
Buffy shrugged. "I suppose. What day is it, Thursday? God, this is really ridiculous already. She's been here without going to her own place since last Wednesday. I just feel like this isn't the right way for her to be dealing."
"What does Spike think?"
"What do you think he thinks? Of course he's not with me on this one. As sweet as his desire to take care of her is, this is a bad time for it. She can't be coddled for the rest of her life. I know he just wants to look out for her but letting her stay till the end of time is not the way to do this. She's twenty-three years old for God's sake!"
"I agree with you completely."
"Thank you. I just don't know how to say it nicely you know? I don't know how to say it without making it sound mean or like I don't want her here."
"Then why don't you just do it, get it over with? I mean, just say what you need to say and even if it pisses her off, it's not like she won't forgive you."
"You know, you're right. I just need to... do it!"
"Damn straight! Want me to come with you for moral support?"
Buffy nodded. "Yes please."
Buffy marched up the stairs with Willow following closely behind. When they reached Dawn's door, they could hear loud sniffling from within. At that moment, Buffy just found herself fed up as she barged into the room.
"Enough!" Was what came out of her mouth against her will.
"God, Buffy, don't you knock?"
"My house, Dawn, I don't have to knock."
"What's your deal?"
"I just can't stand to have you like this anymore. It's been over a week already, you need to get going with your life again. Do you plan on sitting here for the rest of your life mooning over David? You need to go back to your place and get in the groove of things again."
"What are you saying? Are you kicking me out?"
Buffy sighed loudly and could see out of the corner of her eye how uncomfortable Janice looked. "I'm not kicking anything. All I'm saying is that you'll never move on if you stay here with me treating you like a little kid. It won't get better that way, trust me."
"Fine," Dawn said with as much petulance and anger as she could muster. "You want me gone? Then I'll leave right now."
"Dawn it's not like that and you know it. Don't turn this into an attack on you when it's far from it."
"How do you want me to take it? My sister doesn't want me in her house."
"I knew you would take it like this. I don't want to have to walk on eggshells around you anymore. It hurts, it's going to, but life doesn't just stop. Everything still goes on around you and you are gonna have to get going with it!"
"She's right, Dawnie," Willow asserted. "This is no way to be. As much as you're hurting... you just have to move on."
"All right! Fine! I'm moving! Okay? See, gone. I'll pack my stuff."
The guilt of Dawn's increasing upset hurt Buffy more than she would have liked. She didn't want Dawn leaving angry. "No, Dawn, you don't have to go right now. How about this. Today is what? Thursday. Okay, Saturday we'll do a girl thing, an anti-man relaxation day of goodness and then I'll take you to your place and help you settle back in. Oh, I know, we'll go to the beach."
"The beach? Buffy, it's almost October."
"But Dawn, it's like eighty degrees outside. It'll be good, I promise. We'll get everyone to come, Kat's been begging to go to the beach and Willow and Tara can fill you in on the whole anti-man thing."
Willow slapped Buffy on the arm. "Real funny."
Buffy smiled, "See, it'll be great. We get the entire female part of the Scooby Gang and just spend a nice, relaxing, cleansing day at the beach and then I will take you home."
"I'm in," Janice spoke up for the first time in the conversation. "I've been wanting to work on my tan."
"Great, it's settled then. Dawn, we are going to take you for a day of fun and sun on the beach and you are going to like it!"
"Well," Dawn began, a smile playing and the corner of her lips, "if you're gonna make me..."
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"Buffy, you're a genius," Dawn informed her sister as she laid back on her towel. "This is so what I needed right now."
Buffy put on her sun glasses after shooting a watchful eye toward her daughter who was playing with Tara, Anya, and Anya and Xander's baby daughter Jesse. "You don't have to tell me. All you needed was to just get out of the house."
"The good company doesn't hurt."
Buffy smiled. "Thanks." She looked up and saw that the sun had gotten significantly closer to the horizon than last time she checked. It must have been almost five o'clock. She looked again at her daughter who was building a sand castle and explaining the mechanics of it to the baby..
"Kat, sweetie, come here for a sec."
The girl stood up without bothering to wipe the sand from her legs and ran over to her mother. "Yeah, Mommy?"
"About fifteen more minutes, okay, honey?"
The girl pouted but didn't argue for once. "All right. But take me in the water one more time."
Buffy rolled her eyes, "Mommy doesn't want to go back into the water again, sweetie, I just dried off. Ask Aunt Willow."
"Don't drag me into this!" Willow argued. "Sorry, baby, Aunt Willow isn't in the mood for more water. I'm all watered out."
"I'll take her," Dawn said and stood up. "I haven't been in the water at all yet and if we're leaving soon, anyway."
The young woman stood up and stretched. She kicked off her flip-slops and pulled off the Roxy tank top that she had been wearing all day. Underneath was a dark blue, triangle top bikini with little boy-short bottoms. Dawn dusted off what little sand was on her legs and now bare stomach and looked to her niece.
"You ready to go, Kat?"
But the girl didn't hear the question; her eyes were fixed on a spot on Dawn's lean stomach. Kat walked forward and ran her fingers over two thin lines that were symmetrical to Dawn's bellybutton.
"Aunt Dawn, why do you have lines?"
Everyone was silent, staring at the slayer to see what she would do, how she would react to such a question. Dawn could feel six sets of eyes all on her, and felt as if her tiny "Glory" scars had grown five times as large. She reached quickly for her shirt and pulled it back on. Sitting back down on her towel, Dawn pulled her knees up and against her chest and wrapped her arms around her long legs.
"I don't really feel like swimming anymore."
Buffy wanted to say something, anything to change what her daughter had just said. "Dawnie..."
"No, Buffy, it's fine. I just don't want to swim."
"I'll take her in, Buffy," Janice volunteered. Buffy was thankful for this, it wouldn't have been fair for no one to take Kat in; she would feel like she was being punished for something that she couldn't possibly understand.
~*~
"When we go into this door, you're going to let everything go, okay? Clean slate."
Dawn nodded. "Yeah, sounds goods." She pushed open the door to her apartment and stepped inside. She took a deep breath and then sighed loudly. "I feel better already."
"Damn right you do," Buffy said as she followed her sister inside. It was only the half-truth, she knew that her sister was making a genuine effort to move on and be her happy old self again, and Buffy expected no more. But even she could tell how empty the apartment looked without all of David's stuff in it. As Dawn walked through the apartment, Buffy remembered again what her daughter had said earlier at the beach and she felt the need to apologize.
"I'm sorry, by the way, about what Kat said earlier. She just... she doesn't know any better."
"I know that," Dawn told her sister understandingly, "you don't have to... she's only five years old, I don't expect her to know better."
"Still, I just... you know."
"Yeah, I do."
"Good then. Well... uh... Do you need anything else? I could stay, we could order Chinese."
Dawn fell onto her couch and ran her fingers over the chenille throw pillows. "Actually, I think I'd just like to be alone."
Buffy nodded and was about to leave when her movement toward the door was interrupted by Dawn. "Buffy, wait."
Buffy turned around and headed to the couch where Dawn was sitting without hesitation. "Yeah? What?"
"I... Oh God, there's something I need to tell you. I think you should sit down."
Upon hearing these words, Buffy's stomach knotted a thousand times over. In the back of her mind, she had a feeling she knew what she was about to be told. It was the last thing she wanted to hear right now and she prayed that her instincts were wrong.
"Buffy."
"Yes, Dawn."
Dawn ran her hands nervously through her hair the way she always did. She pulled her knees up against her chest and took a deep breath before speaking.
"I should have told you this sooner but I... I think I might be pregnant."
Buffy felt her heart drop through the floor. "Oh my God, Dawn."
"Don't oh my God me! I'm not even sure of anything! I'm only a two weeks late and we were always, always careful. It's probably just a false alarm and I mean, I know my body, I really don't think I am."
"But what if you are Dawn? God, does Dave know?"
"No. I was going to say something but he was busy with the whole leaving me and everything; I didn't get a chance. And you know, it would be really helpful if you got less angry right now. I'm the age you were when you got pregnant with Kat."
Buffy took a deep, calming breath. "All right, I'm sorry. You're... you're right. I'm sorry, again. It's just... have you taken a pregnancy test?"
Dawn shook her head. "I've kinda been scared to."
"Dawn, you can't wait. You have to do it now. Well, or at least tomorrow. This isn't something you can just push to the side and expect it to go away."
"You think I don't know that? I just... I thought maybe the stress of the breakup was messing with my body, you know?"
"Still, Dawn. I mean, what are you going to do if it's not a false alarm?"
Dawn looked scared upon hearing this question. "I- I'm not sure. If Dave were here... it'd be different, but he's not. Please don't tell anyone about this, even Spike, because I just... I don't know if I can raise a baby alone."
"You're not," Buffy said as she took her sister's trembling hands.
"I know, but, you know what I mean." Dawn looked at the clock, "you should get home. Besides, I really do need to be alone now, get settled and all that."
"Okay. I'll go. But if you need anything-"
"I will, Buffy."
"And I'll just-"
"I know, Buffy. Thank you. I'm a big girl, remember? I'll be okay."
Buffy nodded and couldn't speak. She for some reason she found herself very moved by her sister's sudden maturity and didn't want to start crying after Dawn had finally stopped. She smiled at the younger slayer and left the apartment without a word.
When Buffy arrived home, the house was quiet. It wasn't quite nine o'clock and Kat was probably sleeping. She had brought her back to the house before taking Dawn home; she didn't feel like dragging the poor child around when she was obviously worn out from the long day at the beach.
Buffy walked upstairs and heard her daughter's feather light breathing as she passed her room. When she walked into her own bedroom, Spike was sitting up in their bed reading. Buffy didn't know what. She also couldn't care less. The whole experience with Dawn, now leaving her to be alone after the biggest heart brake she had ever experienced make her yearn for Spike in a way she hadn't for a long time. It reminded her of how important it was that he was there in her life and that she could never, ever take that for granted.
Kicking of her shoes and climbing into bed, Buffy snuggled up next to Spike, resting her head on his chest. The vampire put his book down on the nightstand and wrapped his arms around his lover and kissed the top of her head.
"How'd it go?"
"Fine, I guess. God, I don't know what I'd do if I ever had to feel that way again."
"That's something you don't have to worry about," Spike reassured her and tightened their embrace.
"Promise me, then. Promise you will always be with me."
"I'm not going anywhere. I wouldn't for the world. Besides, you think after all that fighting I did for you I'd just give you up?"
"I suppose you wouldn't..." Buffy trailed off, and snuggled further into Spike, her heart pounding unusually fast. She didn't mean to feel like this, she certainly didn't want to, and she knew better than to think that Spike was going anywhere. But she couldn't even imagine... what would she have done if she had had to raise Kat alone?
"She really got to you, huh?"
Buffy nodded. "Could you tell?"
"A man deaf, dumb, and blind could tell. But I guess I understand, it upsets me too. Bloody wanker."
"Don't say that."
"Why the hell not?"
"Because... I don't know. The whole thing still doesn't make sense to me. Dave loved Dawn so much. I have a feeling he's hurting just as much."
"Then why would he leave her I wonder?"
"That's what doesn't make sense to me. Sometimes people just leave someone they love for stupid reasons. Believe me, I would know."
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TBC...
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Summary: The consequence for Buffy and Spike's daughter, Kat, is revealed. It was the last thing that they ever expected, and the most horrible thing that anyone could have imagined. *Sequel to "FAMILY"*
Spoilers: None. Just know that everything after "Normal Again" didn't happen.
~*~
TRADEOFF
Chapter 3: Healing Scars
"I just don't know what to do for her anymore," Buffy confessed as she placed her lukewarm, nearly empty cup of coffee down on the coffee table. "I mean, it's been a week and still she won't go back to her apartment. I know how hard this is for her, I do, and I'll do anything for her to make this better but she can't stay here forever. And I don't say that like I don't want her here, I just don't think that this is what's best for her. Life can't just stop because she and her beau split, you know?"
"I think you're absolutely right," Willow agreed. "But what else can you really do for her?"
"I honestly don't know. I mean, she mopes around the house, only leaving for work and then coming right back home for more moping. Not only is that not good for her, it's making me worried about Kat. It's really taking a toll on her, Will. My problem is how do I tell this to Dawn without hurting her more. The last thing I want to do is upset her."
"Of course it is, and I'm sure she knows that."
"I'm not. I mean, right now I think she feels like the whole world is attacking her. I mean, how did you feel when Oz left you, or Tara?"
"Way to reopen old wounds, Buffy," Willow said with a half-smile. "I don't know, you'll think of something. Is she by herself right now?"
"No, Janice came over with some ice cream. Perfect, right?"
"It's what would make me feel better. Nothing can't be cured by chocolate and good company."
Buffy shrugged. "I suppose. What day is it, Thursday? God, this is really ridiculous already. She's been here without going to her own place since last Wednesday. I just feel like this isn't the right way for her to be dealing."
"What does Spike think?"
"What do you think he thinks? Of course he's not with me on this one. As sweet as his desire to take care of her is, this is a bad time for it. She can't be coddled for the rest of her life. I know he just wants to look out for her but letting her stay till the end of time is not the way to do this. She's twenty-three years old for God's sake!"
"I agree with you completely."
"Thank you. I just don't know how to say it nicely you know? I don't know how to say it without making it sound mean or like I don't want her here."
"Then why don't you just do it, get it over with? I mean, just say what you need to say and even if it pisses her off, it's not like she won't forgive you."
"You know, you're right. I just need to... do it!"
"Damn straight! Want me to come with you for moral support?"
Buffy nodded. "Yes please."
Buffy marched up the stairs with Willow following closely behind. When they reached Dawn's door, they could hear loud sniffling from within. At that moment, Buffy just found herself fed up as she barged into the room.
"Enough!" Was what came out of her mouth against her will.
"God, Buffy, don't you knock?"
"My house, Dawn, I don't have to knock."
"What's your deal?"
"I just can't stand to have you like this anymore. It's been over a week already, you need to get going with your life again. Do you plan on sitting here for the rest of your life mooning over David? You need to go back to your place and get in the groove of things again."
"What are you saying? Are you kicking me out?"
Buffy sighed loudly and could see out of the corner of her eye how uncomfortable Janice looked. "I'm not kicking anything. All I'm saying is that you'll never move on if you stay here with me treating you like a little kid. It won't get better that way, trust me."
"Fine," Dawn said with as much petulance and anger as she could muster. "You want me gone? Then I'll leave right now."
"Dawn it's not like that and you know it. Don't turn this into an attack on you when it's far from it."
"How do you want me to take it? My sister doesn't want me in her house."
"I knew you would take it like this. I don't want to have to walk on eggshells around you anymore. It hurts, it's going to, but life doesn't just stop. Everything still goes on around you and you are gonna have to get going with it!"
"She's right, Dawnie," Willow asserted. "This is no way to be. As much as you're hurting... you just have to move on."
"All right! Fine! I'm moving! Okay? See, gone. I'll pack my stuff."
The guilt of Dawn's increasing upset hurt Buffy more than she would have liked. She didn't want Dawn leaving angry. "No, Dawn, you don't have to go right now. How about this. Today is what? Thursday. Okay, Saturday we'll do a girl thing, an anti-man relaxation day of goodness and then I'll take you to your place and help you settle back in. Oh, I know, we'll go to the beach."
"The beach? Buffy, it's almost October."
"But Dawn, it's like eighty degrees outside. It'll be good, I promise. We'll get everyone to come, Kat's been begging to go to the beach and Willow and Tara can fill you in on the whole anti-man thing."
Willow slapped Buffy on the arm. "Real funny."
Buffy smiled, "See, it'll be great. We get the entire female part of the Scooby Gang and just spend a nice, relaxing, cleansing day at the beach and then I will take you home."
"I'm in," Janice spoke up for the first time in the conversation. "I've been wanting to work on my tan."
"Great, it's settled then. Dawn, we are going to take you for a day of fun and sun on the beach and you are going to like it!"
"Well," Dawn began, a smile playing and the corner of her lips, "if you're gonna make me..."
~*~
"Buffy, you're a genius," Dawn informed her sister as she laid back on her towel. "This is so what I needed right now."
Buffy put on her sun glasses after shooting a watchful eye toward her daughter who was playing with Tara, Anya, and Anya and Xander's baby daughter Jesse. "You don't have to tell me. All you needed was to just get out of the house."
"The good company doesn't hurt."
Buffy smiled. "Thanks." She looked up and saw that the sun had gotten significantly closer to the horizon than last time she checked. It must have been almost five o'clock. She looked again at her daughter who was building a sand castle and explaining the mechanics of it to the baby..
"Kat, sweetie, come here for a sec."
The girl stood up without bothering to wipe the sand from her legs and ran over to her mother. "Yeah, Mommy?"
"About fifteen more minutes, okay, honey?"
The girl pouted but didn't argue for once. "All right. But take me in the water one more time."
Buffy rolled her eyes, "Mommy doesn't want to go back into the water again, sweetie, I just dried off. Ask Aunt Willow."
"Don't drag me into this!" Willow argued. "Sorry, baby, Aunt Willow isn't in the mood for more water. I'm all watered out."
"I'll take her," Dawn said and stood up. "I haven't been in the water at all yet and if we're leaving soon, anyway."
The young woman stood up and stretched. She kicked off her flip-slops and pulled off the Roxy tank top that she had been wearing all day. Underneath was a dark blue, triangle top bikini with little boy-short bottoms. Dawn dusted off what little sand was on her legs and now bare stomach and looked to her niece.
"You ready to go, Kat?"
But the girl didn't hear the question; her eyes were fixed on a spot on Dawn's lean stomach. Kat walked forward and ran her fingers over two thin lines that were symmetrical to Dawn's bellybutton.
"Aunt Dawn, why do you have lines?"
Everyone was silent, staring at the slayer to see what she would do, how she would react to such a question. Dawn could feel six sets of eyes all on her, and felt as if her tiny "Glory" scars had grown five times as large. She reached quickly for her shirt and pulled it back on. Sitting back down on her towel, Dawn pulled her knees up and against her chest and wrapped her arms around her long legs.
"I don't really feel like swimming anymore."
Buffy wanted to say something, anything to change what her daughter had just said. "Dawnie..."
"No, Buffy, it's fine. I just don't want to swim."
"I'll take her in, Buffy," Janice volunteered. Buffy was thankful for this, it wouldn't have been fair for no one to take Kat in; she would feel like she was being punished for something that she couldn't possibly understand.
~*~
"When we go into this door, you're going to let everything go, okay? Clean slate."
Dawn nodded. "Yeah, sounds goods." She pushed open the door to her apartment and stepped inside. She took a deep breath and then sighed loudly. "I feel better already."
"Damn right you do," Buffy said as she followed her sister inside. It was only the half-truth, she knew that her sister was making a genuine effort to move on and be her happy old self again, and Buffy expected no more. But even she could tell how empty the apartment looked without all of David's stuff in it. As Dawn walked through the apartment, Buffy remembered again what her daughter had said earlier at the beach and she felt the need to apologize.
"I'm sorry, by the way, about what Kat said earlier. She just... she doesn't know any better."
"I know that," Dawn told her sister understandingly, "you don't have to... she's only five years old, I don't expect her to know better."
"Still, I just... you know."
"Yeah, I do."
"Good then. Well... uh... Do you need anything else? I could stay, we could order Chinese."
Dawn fell onto her couch and ran her fingers over the chenille throw pillows. "Actually, I think I'd just like to be alone."
Buffy nodded and was about to leave when her movement toward the door was interrupted by Dawn. "Buffy, wait."
Buffy turned around and headed to the couch where Dawn was sitting without hesitation. "Yeah? What?"
"I... Oh God, there's something I need to tell you. I think you should sit down."
Upon hearing these words, Buffy's stomach knotted a thousand times over. In the back of her mind, she had a feeling she knew what she was about to be told. It was the last thing she wanted to hear right now and she prayed that her instincts were wrong.
"Buffy."
"Yes, Dawn."
Dawn ran her hands nervously through her hair the way she always did. She pulled her knees up against her chest and took a deep breath before speaking.
"I should have told you this sooner but I... I think I might be pregnant."
Buffy felt her heart drop through the floor. "Oh my God, Dawn."
"Don't oh my God me! I'm not even sure of anything! I'm only a two weeks late and we were always, always careful. It's probably just a false alarm and I mean, I know my body, I really don't think I am."
"But what if you are Dawn? God, does Dave know?"
"No. I was going to say something but he was busy with the whole leaving me and everything; I didn't get a chance. And you know, it would be really helpful if you got less angry right now. I'm the age you were when you got pregnant with Kat."
Buffy took a deep, calming breath. "All right, I'm sorry. You're... you're right. I'm sorry, again. It's just... have you taken a pregnancy test?"
Dawn shook her head. "I've kinda been scared to."
"Dawn, you can't wait. You have to do it now. Well, or at least tomorrow. This isn't something you can just push to the side and expect it to go away."
"You think I don't know that? I just... I thought maybe the stress of the breakup was messing with my body, you know?"
"Still, Dawn. I mean, what are you going to do if it's not a false alarm?"
Dawn looked scared upon hearing this question. "I- I'm not sure. If Dave were here... it'd be different, but he's not. Please don't tell anyone about this, even Spike, because I just... I don't know if I can raise a baby alone."
"You're not," Buffy said as she took her sister's trembling hands.
"I know, but, you know what I mean." Dawn looked at the clock, "you should get home. Besides, I really do need to be alone now, get settled and all that."
"Okay. I'll go. But if you need anything-"
"I will, Buffy."
"And I'll just-"
"I know, Buffy. Thank you. I'm a big girl, remember? I'll be okay."
Buffy nodded and couldn't speak. She for some reason she found herself very moved by her sister's sudden maturity and didn't want to start crying after Dawn had finally stopped. She smiled at the younger slayer and left the apartment without a word.
When Buffy arrived home, the house was quiet. It wasn't quite nine o'clock and Kat was probably sleeping. She had brought her back to the house before taking Dawn home; she didn't feel like dragging the poor child around when she was obviously worn out from the long day at the beach.
Buffy walked upstairs and heard her daughter's feather light breathing as she passed her room. When she walked into her own bedroom, Spike was sitting up in their bed reading. Buffy didn't know what. She also couldn't care less. The whole experience with Dawn, now leaving her to be alone after the biggest heart brake she had ever experienced make her yearn for Spike in a way she hadn't for a long time. It reminded her of how important it was that he was there in her life and that she could never, ever take that for granted.
Kicking of her shoes and climbing into bed, Buffy snuggled up next to Spike, resting her head on his chest. The vampire put his book down on the nightstand and wrapped his arms around his lover and kissed the top of her head.
"How'd it go?"
"Fine, I guess. God, I don't know what I'd do if I ever had to feel that way again."
"That's something you don't have to worry about," Spike reassured her and tightened their embrace.
"Promise me, then. Promise you will always be with me."
"I'm not going anywhere. I wouldn't for the world. Besides, you think after all that fighting I did for you I'd just give you up?"
"I suppose you wouldn't..." Buffy trailed off, and snuggled further into Spike, her heart pounding unusually fast. She didn't mean to feel like this, she certainly didn't want to, and she knew better than to think that Spike was going anywhere. But she couldn't even imagine... what would she have done if she had had to raise Kat alone?
"She really got to you, huh?"
Buffy nodded. "Could you tell?"
"A man deaf, dumb, and blind could tell. But I guess I understand, it upsets me too. Bloody wanker."
"Don't say that."
"Why the hell not?"
"Because... I don't know. The whole thing still doesn't make sense to me. Dave loved Dawn so much. I have a feeling he's hurting just as much."
"Then why would he leave her I wonder?"
"That's what doesn't make sense to me. Sometimes people just leave someone they love for stupid reasons. Believe me, I would know."
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TBC...
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