I'M GOING TO APOLOGISE IN ADVANCE FOR THE LITTLE BIT OF SPUFFY HERE. I KNOW
A LOT OF PEOPLE DON'T LIKE IT AND WANT DS SO THERE'S SOME OF THAT AS WELL.
SO JUST ENJOY THE STORY IT WILL ALL WORK OUT IN THE END.
Dawn fell onto the couch with a sigh. She didn't know what to feel. Should she be sad, worried or happy Buffy was back?
'We're off to bed Dawnie. Will you be up in a bit?' Willow said coming from the kitchen as Tara followed with a cup of hot chocolate.
Dawn realising she was being spoken to came out of her thoughts and sat up.
'Yeah, I'm just going to tidy up,' she said picking up some of the bandages on the table. Tara smiled at Dawn as she turned up the stairs. As they disappeared up the stairs Dawn returned to her own thoughts.
No one had told her how to react when her sister returned from the dead. There was no handbook to how to deal with all the thoughts she had to deal with. If there was Giles would probably have it somewhere, Dawn thought to herself smiling. Though he certainly wouldn't have a book on what to do when you fall in love with a vampire.
Dawn rested her head back sighing again. Suddenly everything was so complicated. It had all been so easy and everything was so clear before tonight. So much had happened in one night and Dawn suddenly felt exhausted. She picked up the rest of the bandages on the table as she stood up. As she reached the top of the stairs she turned and looked at Buffy's door. She went to knock it but stopped. She shook her head realising Buffy would probably be asleep. Dawn could wait for answers until tomorrow.
As she entered her room she immediately laid on the bed still dressed and closed her eyes. Although her mind was thinking through everything today her body was tired. Eventually her exhaustion won and she fell into a light sleep dreaming of Buffy and Spike, and the Scooby gang playing soccer with a carrot.
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Spike woke with a start. He sat up quickly only to return to his original position grabbing his head in pain from the after effect of last night. After his argument with Xander and Anya he had gone to Willy's place. He had thought a game of kitten poker would have taken his mind off Buffy and Dawn but Spike had also found vodka effective. As he slowly crawled out of bed he saw how near sundown it was. He carefully began to pick up the charred pieces of beer bottles he had tripped over in his drunken stupor last night. He then checked the fridge looking for some blood. Realising there was none left he picked up his jacket, saw the sun was low enough for him to go out and left for the butchers.
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'I don't know Janice,' Dawn said to her friend. It was late and the two friends were walking home after detention. 'Well I'm not going to ask him.'
'Come on Dawn,' Janice whined. 'How else are we going to find out?' Dawn stopped and turned to her friend.
'I'm am not going to ask the scariest guy in school if he knows how to knit.' Dawn said smiling at her friend. Janice pouted and continued walking. 'It probably wasn't even a knitting needle you saw, maybe some kind of weapon or a chopstick. What if he stabs me with it?' Dawn argued laughing. 'Could you cope with the guilt?'
'I'd miss you Dawn,' she said seriously. 'But I wouldn't feel guilty.' She smiled at Dawn to show she was joking as Dawn pushed her gently on the arm. 'I'd ask him my self but... he scares me,' she said honestly. 'Plus,' she added looking at Dawn. 'He likes you.' Dawn stared back at her in shock. 'Don't give me that look Dawn,' Janice said. 'You know he does, I saw him scratch your initials into one of the desks with his pen knife in History yesterday.'
'Oh how romantic,' Dawn said ironically. 'That could have been anyone,' Dawn said pretending to be distracted with her bag strap. 'It could stand for Davis in form room.' Janice raised her eyebrows at Dawn.
'Dawn he's a guy.' Janice argued. Dawn sighed realising she'd lost. Suddenly she narrowed her eyes looking at someone in the distance.
'Dawn,' Janice repeated impatiently. She waved her hand in front of Dawn's face. Dawn looked away at Janice noticing she was there.
'Huh, what?' As Janice was about to reply Dawn cut her off. 'Janice I'm going to have to go,' Dawn said returning her gaze to what had distracted her initially. 'I'll see you later,' she added not looking at her.
'I guess, my mom said come round about 6 tomorrow ok.' Janice said a little taken aback before turning to her right so Dawn was no longer in view.
Dawn's pace increased as she chased after him.
'Spike,' she called out. He turned suddenly to face her surprised. She ran up to him hugging him. She smiled to herself as he wrapped his arms around her.
She pulled away to look at him smiling. Her smile faltered as he looked away from her.
'Spike are you ok?' Dawn said worried.
'I'm fine,' Spike said turning to Dawn. The sickening feeling from last night had returned to Dawn. She suddenly felt really uneasy. Dawn noticed the distance between them and began fidgeting with her bag strap again.
'So where are you going?' Dawn asked trying to prevent an awkward silence.
'Butchers,' Spike said. His hangover had returned.
'Spike are you sure you're ok?' Dawn repeated concerned about Spike. Her worry was obvious in her face.
'I'm fine Dawn,' he said reassuringly telling himself as much as he tried to convince Dawn. 'Had a bit too much to drink last night.' Dawn eyes didn't waver from his face. Spike could tell what Dawn was thinking through her eyes. He tried to show Dawn that he was ok and she didn't have to worry about him. She smiled back for a moment before turning to look at where the sun had gone.
'I didn't realise it was so late; Willow and Tara will wonder where I am.' Dawn said before pausing to think. 'I guess Buffy will too.' Dawn added smiling genuinely. 'It's so weird that I can say that again.' She laughed.
Spike smiled back at her,
'Sure is Niblet.' Dawn smiled up at him as he used his pet name for her. She always loved it when he called her that.
'Well I better get back,' Dawn said looking at her watch. 'Are you coming over later to patrol. Or...?' Dawn didn't need to finish the sentence Spike knew what it meant, if the others went out patrolling she would be home alone with no one to check up on her and Spike.
'Can't make it Niblet I'm meeting a demon tonight.' Spike replied looking away. He couldn't tell if she knew he was lying. Dawn hid her disappointment from her face and looked away. She still had an uneasy feeling and she wasn't sure if Spike was lying.
'I'll see you then,' Dawn said giving one final look at Spike before turning down the street towards home. She crossed her arms across her chest protectively as she continued down the street refusing to turn and look at Spike. She could feel him watching her. As she crossed the road and turned onto the next street she finally let out a sigh and realised she'd began to cry a little. She didn't know why she was crying but she couldn't seem to stop the tears. She quickly wiped her eyes, sniffed back any more and began to walk home increasing her pace.
Spike watched Dawn go. He could tell she was upset. He could sense how she was feeling. He sighed running his fingers through his hair. He didn't want to hurt Dawn; he hated to see her upset. He turned around taking a different route to his original path and headed straight to Willy's place for the second night running.
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Spike woke the next evening with exactly the same headache as the night before. He gently rose from his bed and collapsed onto the armchair in front of his TV. Turning to the fridge he opened it and just like the night before saw the bare fridge. He sighed to himself realising he'd never made it to the butcher's the evening before. He picked up his leather jacket and dug his hands deep into his pockets pulling out a couple of dollars. He stood up heavily carefully putting on his jacket. He opened the doors seeing darkness around him and smiled. He was sure he'd left some blood at Dawn's. His smile lessened but refused to avoid Dawn or Buffy for any longer. He looked up at the stars, he'd slept a lot later than he'd realised.
As he reached Revello Drive he didn't see any lights on. He frowned and decided to go around the back.
He turned the handle with force but relaxed when the door opened easily. There must be someone in if the door's unlocked, he thought to himself. He turned the light on in the kitchen and went straight to the fridge. Smiling triumphantly he picked up the blood closing the fridge behind him. He bit into the bag vamping out as he drank the blood. Not hearing any noises or sound in the house he focused on the blood.
As soon as he finished he threw the bag into the bin. The blood had heightened his senses and could tell Buffy was alone in the house. He decided she was probably sleeping upstairs due to the lights all being switched off. He walked through the hall planning to leave by the front door. As he opened the door he stopped bewildered. He stepped back into the house and turned sticking his head out and looking into the lounge. He gently pushed the door shut as he stepped into the living room.
'Buffy?' he said quietly, the worry in his voice clear. Buffy was sitting upright on the sofa rigidly staring ahead of her. Spike was more surprised than anything to see her sitting alone in the dark room. He came and sat opposite her on the coffee table as they had two nights before. Buffy didn't turn towards him but remained looking straight ahead. As he crossed her eye line she blinked taking in the fact he was there.
They sat in silence for a moment looking at each other before Spike spoke.
'Buffy,' he repeated.
'I'm fine,' Buffy said predicting his question. Everyone had been asking her how she was feeling constantly for the last two days. She answered obediently so not to worry any of them. 'I was just thinking.'
'Oh, I'll leave you to it,' Spike said embarrassed standing up.
'Wait,' Buffy said quietly resting her hand on his arm. 'It's ok, you can stay.' She said pleading him with her eyes. He looked down at her hand on his arm and smiled softly sitting down again.
They sat motionless staring into each other's eyes.
'Buffy,' Spike began. 'This isn't you, what's wrong?' He could see the pain in her eyes, in how she sat and how she spoke. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat her eyes falling to the floor. 'Really?' Buffy looked up at him.
Buffy sighed at him. She desperately wanted to tell someone what had happened to her, how much it hurt that she was back. How much she despised her friends.
'I can't,' Buffy said apologetically. Spike heard her voice crack and the tears welling up in her eyes. He felt so helpless. He wished there was something he could do for her. As they sat quietly comforted by the darkness in the room Spike took her hands in his. Her hands felt so delicate in his. The bandages were still on Buffy's knuckles and he held her soft warm hands gently careful not to hurt her. As they both stared at her hands Buffy began gently stroking his with her finger. Spike looked at Buffy's face and saw her relaxed expression. He smiled at her gently lifting up her hands and kissing them. Spike saw how delicate her every movement was; even when she blinked was subtle. He was concerned about her and knew she was holding something back. He wished he knew how he could protect her, make her smile.
As they stared at each other Spike could feel all the emotion he had experienced before Buffy's death returned, all those feelings he'd had before Buffy had died. All he could think was Buffy. She sat there beautiful, bathed in the moonlight. All those times he'd tried to block Buffy from his mind disappeared
Hearing keys jangle in the lock, Spike dropped Buffy's hands instantly. As Dawn closed the door she looked up the stairs surprised the lights were off.
'Buffy,' she shouted up the stairs before turning the light in the hall on. She looked into the lounge surprised to see Spike and Buffy sitting alone in dark. 'Why are the lights off?' Dawn asked confused.
'They hurt my eyes,' Buffy said blinking from the subtle glow from the lamp in the hall. ' Do you want me to turn it off?' Dawn said hurriedly turning back before Buffy silently shook her head. Dawn nodded concerned for her sister before turning to Spike waiting for his answer.
'Left some blood in the fridge,' Spike answered too quickly. Dawn looked at him suspiciously. Although Spike was telling the truth he felt guilty sitting here with Buffy as Dawn stood looking at them. He stood up trying to hide his guilt from Dawn.
'Yeah I saw one in the freezer as well this morning.' Dawn said uncertainly to Spike. 'I was going to bring it round,' Dawn said shyly. Again Dawn sensed the uneasy feeling in her stomach. She hoped she was sick and it had nothing to do with Spike.
Dawn stood there uneasy wringing her hands. She turned suddenly disappearing into the kitchen. Spike looked across at Buffy who was staring at where Dawn had been standing lost in her thoughts again. He followed Dawn into the kitchen finding her crouched by the fridge searching for something. She pulled out the blood handing it to Spike. He nodded thankfully as she turned back closing the door and taking something out of a drawer.
She jumped up onto the counter taking the lid off a tub of ice cream and forcefully digging the spoon in. Engrossed in the ice cream it seemed to Spike she had forgotten he was there. Eventually she looked up at him smiling.
'What?' She asked laughing. Spike shook his head smiling at her. She jumped down off the counter leaving the ice cream on the side. Suddenly Dawn's smile faded as she stepped towards Spike.
'How is she?' Dawn asked her voice suddenly concerned. Spike knew she was referring to Buffy. 'I would of stayed tonight but I had an English project I had to finish and I didn't want people to get suspicious. Tara and Willow had class they couldn't miss and I don't know about Xander. I tried calling but remembered your phone was broken,' Dawn said looking down at her shoes. When Spike didn't reply she looked up at his face. He was staring at her and she felt herself smile briefly under his gaze.
'I don't know how I can help,' she said honestly.
'She'll let us know when she's ready,' Spike said thinking back to Buffy sitting in the dark lounge. He gently put his hand around her shoulders giving it a gentle squeeze. Dawn smiled resting her head on Spike's shoulder
'Thanks Spike,' Dawn said gratefully. She sighed happily, all the worrying feelings about Spike forgotten. He turned his head to her resting it gently on her hair. He closed his eyes smiling gently to himself. He could smell Dawn's shampoo some kind of fruity mixture. Spike was worried about Dawn, how she was taking Buffy being back. They hadn't talked properly since Buffy had been back and Spike realised they hadn't kissed since he'd known she was back. Spike looked down at the top of Dawn's head guilty knowing it was because Buffy was back. He gently kissed the top of Dawn's head before pulling away. Dawn giggled and turned to look up at him. All her worries about Buffy and Spike forgotten she grinned to herself. She smiled up at Spike leant in on her tiptoes and kissing him quickly on the mouth. They kissed more intensely again as Spike draped his arms around her waist.
'Mmmm,' Dawn said giddy from the kiss steadying her self against him. 'I love you,' Dawn said closing her eyes and resting her head on his shoulder.
'Love you too Niblet,' Spike whispered in her ear sending a shiver down her spine. Dawn smiled to herself as Spike looked down at her in awe. She was just so beautiful and he had fallen for her.
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Dawn fell onto the couch with a sigh. She didn't know what to feel. Should she be sad, worried or happy Buffy was back?
'We're off to bed Dawnie. Will you be up in a bit?' Willow said coming from the kitchen as Tara followed with a cup of hot chocolate.
Dawn realising she was being spoken to came out of her thoughts and sat up.
'Yeah, I'm just going to tidy up,' she said picking up some of the bandages on the table. Tara smiled at Dawn as she turned up the stairs. As they disappeared up the stairs Dawn returned to her own thoughts.
No one had told her how to react when her sister returned from the dead. There was no handbook to how to deal with all the thoughts she had to deal with. If there was Giles would probably have it somewhere, Dawn thought to herself smiling. Though he certainly wouldn't have a book on what to do when you fall in love with a vampire.
Dawn rested her head back sighing again. Suddenly everything was so complicated. It had all been so easy and everything was so clear before tonight. So much had happened in one night and Dawn suddenly felt exhausted. She picked up the rest of the bandages on the table as she stood up. As she reached the top of the stairs she turned and looked at Buffy's door. She went to knock it but stopped. She shook her head realising Buffy would probably be asleep. Dawn could wait for answers until tomorrow.
As she entered her room she immediately laid on the bed still dressed and closed her eyes. Although her mind was thinking through everything today her body was tired. Eventually her exhaustion won and she fell into a light sleep dreaming of Buffy and Spike, and the Scooby gang playing soccer with a carrot.
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Spike woke with a start. He sat up quickly only to return to his original position grabbing his head in pain from the after effect of last night. After his argument with Xander and Anya he had gone to Willy's place. He had thought a game of kitten poker would have taken his mind off Buffy and Dawn but Spike had also found vodka effective. As he slowly crawled out of bed he saw how near sundown it was. He carefully began to pick up the charred pieces of beer bottles he had tripped over in his drunken stupor last night. He then checked the fridge looking for some blood. Realising there was none left he picked up his jacket, saw the sun was low enough for him to go out and left for the butchers.
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'I don't know Janice,' Dawn said to her friend. It was late and the two friends were walking home after detention. 'Well I'm not going to ask him.'
'Come on Dawn,' Janice whined. 'How else are we going to find out?' Dawn stopped and turned to her friend.
'I'm am not going to ask the scariest guy in school if he knows how to knit.' Dawn said smiling at her friend. Janice pouted and continued walking. 'It probably wasn't even a knitting needle you saw, maybe some kind of weapon or a chopstick. What if he stabs me with it?' Dawn argued laughing. 'Could you cope with the guilt?'
'I'd miss you Dawn,' she said seriously. 'But I wouldn't feel guilty.' She smiled at Dawn to show she was joking as Dawn pushed her gently on the arm. 'I'd ask him my self but... he scares me,' she said honestly. 'Plus,' she added looking at Dawn. 'He likes you.' Dawn stared back at her in shock. 'Don't give me that look Dawn,' Janice said. 'You know he does, I saw him scratch your initials into one of the desks with his pen knife in History yesterday.'
'Oh how romantic,' Dawn said ironically. 'That could have been anyone,' Dawn said pretending to be distracted with her bag strap. 'It could stand for Davis in form room.' Janice raised her eyebrows at Dawn.
'Dawn he's a guy.' Janice argued. Dawn sighed realising she'd lost. Suddenly she narrowed her eyes looking at someone in the distance.
'Dawn,' Janice repeated impatiently. She waved her hand in front of Dawn's face. Dawn looked away at Janice noticing she was there.
'Huh, what?' As Janice was about to reply Dawn cut her off. 'Janice I'm going to have to go,' Dawn said returning her gaze to what had distracted her initially. 'I'll see you later,' she added not looking at her.
'I guess, my mom said come round about 6 tomorrow ok.' Janice said a little taken aback before turning to her right so Dawn was no longer in view.
Dawn's pace increased as she chased after him.
'Spike,' she called out. He turned suddenly to face her surprised. She ran up to him hugging him. She smiled to herself as he wrapped his arms around her.
She pulled away to look at him smiling. Her smile faltered as he looked away from her.
'Spike are you ok?' Dawn said worried.
'I'm fine,' Spike said turning to Dawn. The sickening feeling from last night had returned to Dawn. She suddenly felt really uneasy. Dawn noticed the distance between them and began fidgeting with her bag strap again.
'So where are you going?' Dawn asked trying to prevent an awkward silence.
'Butchers,' Spike said. His hangover had returned.
'Spike are you sure you're ok?' Dawn repeated concerned about Spike. Her worry was obvious in her face.
'I'm fine Dawn,' he said reassuringly telling himself as much as he tried to convince Dawn. 'Had a bit too much to drink last night.' Dawn eyes didn't waver from his face. Spike could tell what Dawn was thinking through her eyes. He tried to show Dawn that he was ok and she didn't have to worry about him. She smiled back for a moment before turning to look at where the sun had gone.
'I didn't realise it was so late; Willow and Tara will wonder where I am.' Dawn said before pausing to think. 'I guess Buffy will too.' Dawn added smiling genuinely. 'It's so weird that I can say that again.' She laughed.
Spike smiled back at her,
'Sure is Niblet.' Dawn smiled up at him as he used his pet name for her. She always loved it when he called her that.
'Well I better get back,' Dawn said looking at her watch. 'Are you coming over later to patrol. Or...?' Dawn didn't need to finish the sentence Spike knew what it meant, if the others went out patrolling she would be home alone with no one to check up on her and Spike.
'Can't make it Niblet I'm meeting a demon tonight.' Spike replied looking away. He couldn't tell if she knew he was lying. Dawn hid her disappointment from her face and looked away. She still had an uneasy feeling and she wasn't sure if Spike was lying.
'I'll see you then,' Dawn said giving one final look at Spike before turning down the street towards home. She crossed her arms across her chest protectively as she continued down the street refusing to turn and look at Spike. She could feel him watching her. As she crossed the road and turned onto the next street she finally let out a sigh and realised she'd began to cry a little. She didn't know why she was crying but she couldn't seem to stop the tears. She quickly wiped her eyes, sniffed back any more and began to walk home increasing her pace.
Spike watched Dawn go. He could tell she was upset. He could sense how she was feeling. He sighed running his fingers through his hair. He didn't want to hurt Dawn; he hated to see her upset. He turned around taking a different route to his original path and headed straight to Willy's place for the second night running.
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Spike woke the next evening with exactly the same headache as the night before. He gently rose from his bed and collapsed onto the armchair in front of his TV. Turning to the fridge he opened it and just like the night before saw the bare fridge. He sighed to himself realising he'd never made it to the butcher's the evening before. He picked up his leather jacket and dug his hands deep into his pockets pulling out a couple of dollars. He stood up heavily carefully putting on his jacket. He opened the doors seeing darkness around him and smiled. He was sure he'd left some blood at Dawn's. His smile lessened but refused to avoid Dawn or Buffy for any longer. He looked up at the stars, he'd slept a lot later than he'd realised.
As he reached Revello Drive he didn't see any lights on. He frowned and decided to go around the back.
He turned the handle with force but relaxed when the door opened easily. There must be someone in if the door's unlocked, he thought to himself. He turned the light on in the kitchen and went straight to the fridge. Smiling triumphantly he picked up the blood closing the fridge behind him. He bit into the bag vamping out as he drank the blood. Not hearing any noises or sound in the house he focused on the blood.
As soon as he finished he threw the bag into the bin. The blood had heightened his senses and could tell Buffy was alone in the house. He decided she was probably sleeping upstairs due to the lights all being switched off. He walked through the hall planning to leave by the front door. As he opened the door he stopped bewildered. He stepped back into the house and turned sticking his head out and looking into the lounge. He gently pushed the door shut as he stepped into the living room.
'Buffy?' he said quietly, the worry in his voice clear. Buffy was sitting upright on the sofa rigidly staring ahead of her. Spike was more surprised than anything to see her sitting alone in the dark room. He came and sat opposite her on the coffee table as they had two nights before. Buffy didn't turn towards him but remained looking straight ahead. As he crossed her eye line she blinked taking in the fact he was there.
They sat in silence for a moment looking at each other before Spike spoke.
'Buffy,' he repeated.
'I'm fine,' Buffy said predicting his question. Everyone had been asking her how she was feeling constantly for the last two days. She answered obediently so not to worry any of them. 'I was just thinking.'
'Oh, I'll leave you to it,' Spike said embarrassed standing up.
'Wait,' Buffy said quietly resting her hand on his arm. 'It's ok, you can stay.' She said pleading him with her eyes. He looked down at her hand on his arm and smiled softly sitting down again.
They sat motionless staring into each other's eyes.
'Buffy,' Spike began. 'This isn't you, what's wrong?' He could see the pain in her eyes, in how she sat and how she spoke. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat her eyes falling to the floor. 'Really?' Buffy looked up at him.
Buffy sighed at him. She desperately wanted to tell someone what had happened to her, how much it hurt that she was back. How much she despised her friends.
'I can't,' Buffy said apologetically. Spike heard her voice crack and the tears welling up in her eyes. He felt so helpless. He wished there was something he could do for her. As they sat quietly comforted by the darkness in the room Spike took her hands in his. Her hands felt so delicate in his. The bandages were still on Buffy's knuckles and he held her soft warm hands gently careful not to hurt her. As they both stared at her hands Buffy began gently stroking his with her finger. Spike looked at Buffy's face and saw her relaxed expression. He smiled at her gently lifting up her hands and kissing them. Spike saw how delicate her every movement was; even when she blinked was subtle. He was concerned about her and knew she was holding something back. He wished he knew how he could protect her, make her smile.
As they stared at each other Spike could feel all the emotion he had experienced before Buffy's death returned, all those feelings he'd had before Buffy had died. All he could think was Buffy. She sat there beautiful, bathed in the moonlight. All those times he'd tried to block Buffy from his mind disappeared
Hearing keys jangle in the lock, Spike dropped Buffy's hands instantly. As Dawn closed the door she looked up the stairs surprised the lights were off.
'Buffy,' she shouted up the stairs before turning the light in the hall on. She looked into the lounge surprised to see Spike and Buffy sitting alone in dark. 'Why are the lights off?' Dawn asked confused.
'They hurt my eyes,' Buffy said blinking from the subtle glow from the lamp in the hall. ' Do you want me to turn it off?' Dawn said hurriedly turning back before Buffy silently shook her head. Dawn nodded concerned for her sister before turning to Spike waiting for his answer.
'Left some blood in the fridge,' Spike answered too quickly. Dawn looked at him suspiciously. Although Spike was telling the truth he felt guilty sitting here with Buffy as Dawn stood looking at them. He stood up trying to hide his guilt from Dawn.
'Yeah I saw one in the freezer as well this morning.' Dawn said uncertainly to Spike. 'I was going to bring it round,' Dawn said shyly. Again Dawn sensed the uneasy feeling in her stomach. She hoped she was sick and it had nothing to do with Spike.
Dawn stood there uneasy wringing her hands. She turned suddenly disappearing into the kitchen. Spike looked across at Buffy who was staring at where Dawn had been standing lost in her thoughts again. He followed Dawn into the kitchen finding her crouched by the fridge searching for something. She pulled out the blood handing it to Spike. He nodded thankfully as she turned back closing the door and taking something out of a drawer.
She jumped up onto the counter taking the lid off a tub of ice cream and forcefully digging the spoon in. Engrossed in the ice cream it seemed to Spike she had forgotten he was there. Eventually she looked up at him smiling.
'What?' She asked laughing. Spike shook his head smiling at her. She jumped down off the counter leaving the ice cream on the side. Suddenly Dawn's smile faded as she stepped towards Spike.
'How is she?' Dawn asked her voice suddenly concerned. Spike knew she was referring to Buffy. 'I would of stayed tonight but I had an English project I had to finish and I didn't want people to get suspicious. Tara and Willow had class they couldn't miss and I don't know about Xander. I tried calling but remembered your phone was broken,' Dawn said looking down at her shoes. When Spike didn't reply she looked up at his face. He was staring at her and she felt herself smile briefly under his gaze.
'I don't know how I can help,' she said honestly.
'She'll let us know when she's ready,' Spike said thinking back to Buffy sitting in the dark lounge. He gently put his hand around her shoulders giving it a gentle squeeze. Dawn smiled resting her head on Spike's shoulder
'Thanks Spike,' Dawn said gratefully. She sighed happily, all the worrying feelings about Spike forgotten. He turned his head to her resting it gently on her hair. He closed his eyes smiling gently to himself. He could smell Dawn's shampoo some kind of fruity mixture. Spike was worried about Dawn, how she was taking Buffy being back. They hadn't talked properly since Buffy had been back and Spike realised they hadn't kissed since he'd known she was back. Spike looked down at the top of Dawn's head guilty knowing it was because Buffy was back. He gently kissed the top of Dawn's head before pulling away. Dawn giggled and turned to look up at him. All her worries about Buffy and Spike forgotten she grinned to herself. She smiled up at Spike leant in on her tiptoes and kissing him quickly on the mouth. They kissed more intensely again as Spike draped his arms around her waist.
'Mmmm,' Dawn said giddy from the kiss steadying her self against him. 'I love you,' Dawn said closing her eyes and resting her head on his shoulder.
'Love you too Niblet,' Spike whispered in her ear sending a shiver down her spine. Dawn smiled to herself as Spike looked down at her in awe. She was just so beautiful and he had fallen for her.
OK PEOPLE I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS BUT I FEEL I NEED TO; I'M THREATENING A BREAK FROM THE STORY IF I DON'T GET MORE REVIEWS I KNOW I'M GREEDY AND I'M STUBBORN BUT I WANT MORE REVIEWS K. I LOVE ALL THE PEOPLE WHO HAVE REVIEWED, HUGS AND KISSES TO THEM BUT IF THERE'S ANYONE OUT THERE WHO CAN'T BE BOTHERED TO, SHAME ON YOU, YOU LAZY PEOPLE! *
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