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Chapter 16
As the discussion raged about what Spike and Dawn had done or hadn't done yet, no one noticed the blue goo on the floor starting to reform its shape. The goo turning into a solid mass, forming many tiny pieces that were slowly welding together forming the major parts of the demon, moving towards each other as it tried to reform. The demon regenerating and knitting itself back together, as the Scooby gang and AI teams argued about the best possible way to approach Spike and Dawn.
"Why Dawn?" Buffy asked, her voice betraying her concern for her sister and the relationship that she may have started with a vampire and not just any vampire, but one that had up until that moment, thought to be in love with Buffy. Buffy realized that she was being hypocritical, but she wanted Dawn to be able to have the normal life, everything that she hadn't had, everything she had had to give up because she had become the slayer. Sighing, Buffy realized that she could just throw those dreams right out the window, much like Angel had when she had returned from Hell. Dawn had become what Buffy feared she would, ever since she had found out that she had become the slayer or rather a slayer. Buffy sighed in defeat, her sister had been so afraid that she would stop loving her, that she had not informed Buffy about the change, until Buffy had seen the evidence for herself and she couldn't keep it quiet anymore.
"I didn't claim Dawn." Spike replied, coming back up the stairs. He had heard the entire argument and him and the Bit had, had a good laugh at their expense. Spike smiled, it had been a while since he had heard the Bit laugh and it was a good sound to hear, but what he wanted was to hear Buffy laugh again, not a brittle forced laugh, but an honest to goodness laugh. The gang turned to watch the vampire, warily, as he climbed the stairs. "I reacted badly, actually." Buffy raised her eyebrow and Spike had the grace to look shamed, before looking at Buffy defiantly, like he was daring her to claim Dawn in some way.
"Why?" Buffy asked the question that was on everyone's mind and amazingly no one had questioned yet, everyone was too caught up in the non-verbal by- play that was taking place.
"Yes," Anya said, "why did you whisk Dawn off to the basement, alone? Do you like to play games, too? There's this one game that Xander and I like to play where I'm a nurse and he's the patient and.."
"Anya!" Buffy said sharply, making sure that the ex-demon didn't go further, she really hadn't wanted to hear it. "Can you say over share much?" Everyone raised their hand; Buffy smiled at the picture that they made and that her family had finally come together, before returning her glare to the former demon, who had no idea why she was being reprimanded. "Back to the original question. Why?"
"Because," Dawn said as she came back up the stairs in one of Spike's shirts, "of who my father is." Everyone stared for a moment, before breaking into speech at the same time, Spike and Dawn looking highly amused, the room filled with loud, repetitive questions that were not being answered.
"Uhmm.. Here's a thought." Buffy said, holding her hand up to get everyone to quiet down, before continuing when everyone had quieted down enough. "How do you have a father? I thought you were created out of me."
"I am." Dawn replied, not very forth coming with any information, almost like she was deliberately trying to be as vague as possible. Buffy sighed, thinking that it would be easier to get a tooth pulled then getting information out of her sister and for some reason, Spike thought this was all hilarious.
"Then how do you have a father?" Buffy snapped, tired and cranky, but more concerned about the welfare of her sister. Buffy was also relieved that Dawn wasn't involved with Spike, but at the same time she almost wished she were, because it would certainly be easier than trying to figure out who the father was.
"Unless there is something you aren't telling us?" Cordy asked, her question directed at Buffy who was looking quite pale, from all of the information that she had received recently. Buffy glared at Cordy telling her that she could not think of anyone that she had sex with that could possibly be Dawn's father.
"Who did you have sex with?" Anya asked and everyone turned to her sharply, "What? It's not like you weren't thinking it."
"We may have been, but we have enough tack not to say anything." Cordy replied. Willow and Xander attempted to stifle their laughter at the memories of Cordy and her lack of tact. "What? Is there something in my hair?" Doyle let out a shout of laughter, before setting about reassuring Cordy that there wasn't anything in her hair, even as he continued to laugh.
"Back to the matter at hand." Buffy said, "what father? And no I didn't have sex with anyone. Unless you're Riley's, which would be just impossible." Dawn shifted from foot to foot and everyone wasn't sure if that was an agreement or not.
"You poor thing." Anya said and for once no one disagreed with you, "no wonder you are the way you are."
"Anya!" Dawn said, breaking into a fit of laughter. "Nothing like that." Dawn reassured her sister, who gave a sigh of relief, because she really didn't want to give Riley a call and explain about Dawn. "But you didn't really think that they could create me just out of you, did you?"
"So, then whose you're father?" Giles asked in exasperation, Spike and Dawn where having way too much fun jerking everyone around and drawing it out as much as possible. Dawn gave a little smile to the ex-watcher, who took his glasses off and began to clean them.
"Question." Lorne said, watching Dawnie, who was walking around fine, after the fireball that had hit her. "Where's the wound?" Buffy snapped her attention back to Dawn, walking over to her sister and jerking her shirt to the side, ignoring the growl that emanated from Spike, with a glare of her own. Spike stopped growling, but didn't move back and changed into game face, until Angel stepped forward and let a growl of his own out, glaring at his impudent childe. Fred watching with avid interest at the by-play and wondering if Dawn would let her look at her blood, to see how she managed to heal so quickly.
"Bout bloody time." Spike muttered, stepping back with a small bow to show that Angel was indeed correct. Buffy jerked her head up from inspecting the wounds that were quickly healing on Dawn, looking at Dawn to Angel and then back to Dawn.
"Angel?" she asked hesitantly and Dawn gave a squeal, rushing forward and hugging her sister. She stepped back and looked at her watch and then looked at Spike with a look that was pure Buffy.
"I won!" she announced and Spike looked like a sullen child who had lost his favorite toy, pulling out a twenty and placing it into Dawn's up turned hand. Buffy looked at Dawn for an explanation.
"We had a bet." she replied. "I said that Angel and you would figure it all out on your own and Spike bet that you guys would have to be told." Dawn stuck her tongue out at Spike, grinning like a fool who had won a million dollars.
"Alright, so dead boy is the proud papa?" Xander muttered and everyone turned to Dawn who was nodding like crazy. "How is that possible?"
"I'm not sure." Giles said a bit flustered about the entire thing, "a vampire cannot have children."
"Sure they can," Dawn replied. "They can have all the children they want, with a little help from the monks anyways." She looked around the room and sighed heavily as the looks around the room were of disbelief, except for Angel and Buffy, "Why is that you guys readily accept me as Buffy's, but you have the hardest time accepting me as Angel's?"
"Still not over the vampire concept." Cordy replied and everyone nodded his or her head, except for Buffy and Angel who were still busy staring at each other huge smiles on their faces. "And they are already making with the googily eyes."
"Well, sorry if I just found out that I'm suddenly a father." Angel muttered turning to look at Cordy."
"You aren't suddenly a father." Buffy muttered, motioning to her ever- expanding belly. Angel stared at her gently rounded belly, quite noticeable, and then at Dawn, then back to Buffy, before swearing in Gaelic.
"But I'm a vampire." he muttered weakly, looking at Buffy for help, who laughed at him and patted him on the shoulder, "How?"
"Welcome to my world." Buffy replied thinking over everything, before her head snapped up and looking at Spike with a question in her eyes, "How did you know?"
"Vampire, pet." Spike replied and he got even more confused looks, sighing he explained further, "I can smell him on her. I smell Peaches and you." he nodded to Buffy.
"That's so gross. Have I ever mentioned how gross that is before?" she asked, wrinkling her nose and looking to Angel, smacking him "How come you never noticed?" Everyone looked at Angel, interested to know what his answer was, shrugging Angel looked a bit sheepish.
"Come on, Mr. Private Investigator." Xander said, loving every minute of teasing the life, or un-life in this case, out of Angel.
"I was preoccupied with other things." Angel said in defense of himself looking at Buffy, everyone laughing at the shocked look on the vampire's face. "But I'm a vampire."
"With a soul! That has already got me from pregnant by the Day that Wasn't." Buffy said, playfully hitting him on the arm, Angel went to mock protest, "Besides, weren't you the one that gave up the Day that Wasn't?" Everyone on the AI team froze, staring at the slayer in shock that not only had she remembered, but she was joking about it too, and she wasn't slaying either. The Scooby gang looked around the room in confusion, looking for someone to fill in the pieces.
"Didn't you mention something about a day that wasn't earlier? A little back story, please." Willow asked looking at her friend who had been so recently returned to them.
"Well," Buffy said mock glaring at the vampire at her side, who gave her a little smile, making her laugh. "Remember when I went to go see him on Thanksgiving?" the Scooby Gang gave a nod, the AI team entranced also, because they had only heard second-hand information, nothing from Angel or Buffy, who wasn't supposed to remember. "Well, short handed verison is where we were talking, a Mohara demon came charging into the office, we fought it and Angel got cut and some of his blood mixed with the Mohara's. Because they have regenerative powers, it brought him to live. We decided to take things slowly," the two shared a look and Lorne coughed waiting for the rest of the story, "you know how that would go. We made love. He decided to go save the world, without waking me up, I went to go find him and got hurt. He went to the oracles, trading the day back in return for my life." Buffy finished off, leaving the room spinning in silence. Cordy and Doyle realized how much they had given up, but they were amazed at how the two were still fighting for the cause, after all of this. "Where you created from this day also?"
"No." Dawn replied, "the monks only needed a sample of Angel to help create me."
"But why implant memories of you in all of us and then tell me about you, but say nothing about Angel?" Buffy asked in confusion, Dawn shrugged, she wasn't quite sure what the monks had hoped to accomplish by this.
"What if they weren't sure if you were going to get back together?" Willow said and Fred nodded her head in agreement.
"They must have realized that by combining the slayer and a master vampire, that they would create a being more likely to be called as a slayer and therefore more readily able to defend herself." Fred said, everyone peering at Dawn who was getting quite nervous from all of the attention.
"Right." Willow said, "I wonder if her being the Key has affected her body's adaptation to becoming the slayer or if it was her being the Key that called the slayer essence to her in the first place." Willow and Fred eyed Dawn thoughtfully, wondering how much research they would be able to get away with before either Dawn or Buffy put a stop to it.
"Remember the demon?" Cordy asked before the conversation could go any further while backing away from the rest of the group, her eyes fixed firmly behind them making everyone whirl around to see the demon rushing towards them.
"I thought it was killed with slayer's blood." Buffy said in a panicked voice to her mentor.
"Are we sure Dawn is the slayer?" Anya asked and Cordy resisted the urge to roll her eyes, while Fred began to spout out the reasons that it was likely that Dawn was indeed the slayer.
"Anya," Wesley said, "you said the demon could be killed with slayer's blood."
"No I didn't." she protested, "I said you had to cut it's head off on a certain day." she replied, wondering how she always managed to get blamed for everything. Everyone turned and looked at her in shock.
"And you didn't mention this before when we thought we had killed it?" Wesley asked, as the demon stalked closer, Buffy reaching the weapons chest and throwing various weapons to everyone. Dawn getting a sword, while Angel got an axe.
"You didn't ask." Anya replied as she caught the sword that Buffy had thrown, seconds before it would have hit Xander on the head.
"Thanks." he said in surprise as he stared at the sword inches from his head.
"No problem," she replied, handing him the sword and looking quite bored, already.
"And when can will kill it?" Buffy asked in exasperation, as Angel tackled her, gently, out of the way of a fireball.
"You can't kill me." the demon said, laughing darkly, moving towards the pregnant slayer, Dawn stood up behind him swinging the sword above her head.
"Dawnie!" Anya screamed alerting the demon to the presence of the other slayer behind him. Whirling around, he caught Dawn's wrist in his hand, pushing it back and sending her sprawling on the floor, while advancing on her.
"What, Anya?" Dawn snapped as she scrambled backwards trying to avoid the demon that was making it's way towards her. She kicked the demon in the stomach, making it bend over in pain, before sending a kick to the side of it's head and watching it going flying into the couch, breaking it.
"It's okay," Buffy said sarcastically, "I wanted new furniture." she watched her sister fight the demon with worry written all over her face, Buffy now understood how her mother felt watching her fight or watching her leave to go off and fight.
Gunn decided that Dawn was having all of the fun and rushed the demon, axe swinging in front of him, taking part of the demon's arm off. Letting a roar of pain out, the demon turned to Gunn, swiping at him with his hand, like one would a fly or knat, hitting him and sending him flying into the wall. Gunn felt the pain course through his body as he slid down the wall, Fred rushing to his side, making sure that he wasn't seriously injured.
"You can't kill him yet." Anya said, watching as the younger Summers' sister took on the demon that out weighed her by one hundred pounds and more. Dawn moved with a grace that would have awed anyone that didn't realize she was the slayer. She fought from the heart, like her sister, and gave her all to the battle on hand, focusing on the now instead of the bigger picture. Dawn ducked and teased the demon, kicking him on the ass and sending him sprawling into furniture as he tried to kill all of them off, Dawn waiting for the word from Anya to say it was okay to kill him. She watched as he created a fireball and dodged it at the last second, wincing at the memory of the last fireball that she had taken and was very grateful for the healing power that she seemed to possess. She shook her head and brought herself back to the present as the demon prepared to send a fireball at her, while rushing her at the same time.
"Now!" Anya screamed looking at the clock on the wall, hoping that she remembered the time correctly or they would facing the demon again in a few minutes and would be unable to kill it for another hundred years or so, because the time would have past. "Dawn! Kill it now!" Dawn brought the sword whirling around her head and through the neck of the demon in front of her, just as it released another fireball. Dawn gave a scream of pain as the fireball tore into her skin, once again, before falling to the floor, Buffy and Angel rushing to her side.
"You would think I would learn to duck." Dawn muttered as she looked at the wound that had been inflicted upon her, once again.
"Or at least move out of the way." Buffy said, gently prodding the area around the singed skin, while Dawn hissed at her in pain, glaring at her older sister who was doing her best to make it as non- painful as possible. "Wuss." she said gently and then looked up at Dawn with the sudden realization that she wouldn't be able to protect her forever, not that she thought she would be able to, "if you die, I'm telling." Dawn glared at her, before the two of them broke out in grins, the AI and Scooby Gangs exchanging confused looks, before settling on Willow and Xander, who were looking as confused as everyone else.
"Don't look at me," Xander said looking to Willow for help, who simply shrugged and left Xander to the explanations, "it's a Summers thing, it's all very violent." Dawn and Buffy grinned even more, looking at each other, before launching themselves at Xander and beginning to tickle him. Willow took one look at them and then joined in, while the group looked on in confusion. "No fair ganging up no me."
"All's fair," Buffy began.
"In love and war." Willow finished for her.
"Or on the Hellmouth." Dawn said and the three girls giggled like crazy, before tickling Xander even more.
"Children," Giles said and everyone stopped, "could we get back to the present?" he looked pointedly at the demon that lay dead on the ground, while it's head was rolling on the carpet. Sighing, Buffy, Willow, Xander, and Dawn climbed to their feet shooting the watcher pouts, before settling back into their seats, or rather what was left of their seats from the fight that had just taken place there.
"What?" Dawn sighed in a way that was so Buffy, that everyone looked to the slayer.
"What?" Buffy asked when their gazes settled on her, instead of answering her, they began to laugh. "So, demon dead, I say we party."
"How can you be so sure the demon is dead?" Giles asked, pinching his nose in a very Gilesy way, making Buffy smile.
"Cause last time it turned into goo and now it's body is laying in my livingroom." Buffy paused and looked at the demon on the ground before sighing and looking at Giles, "Think the watcher council would invest in a cleaning service?" Giles looked at her laughing, until he realized that she was serious.
"Buffy, I doubt the council would bring in a cleaning service."
"Why not?" Dawn asked with a pout, "it's our home that the demons keep destroying."
"That's right." Buffy replied and both watchers eyed them exasperation written on their faces.
"Great there's two." Giles said finally and Buffy gave him a mock pout before breaking out with a grin.
"Two is better than one." Dawn said and everyone started to laugh.
"So," Spike said, "What are we doing with O'headless one?"
"Since you asked," Angel said, an evil glint in his eyes, "you can have pick up duty." Spike glared at his sire, who had the biggest grin on his face.
"Why, then I guess that means you get to help," Willow said, grinning evilly at Angel, "since you volunteered Spike." Angel looked about ready to retort until he realized that Willow had "resolve face" on. Sighing he walked over to where Spike was and began to help him remove it, Buffy could hear him muttering under his breath about the unfairness of "resolve face."
"So," Fred said as the last of the demon's remains where dragged from the house, "How fast do you heal?" looking at Dawn, who squirmed under all of the attention being given to her.
"Fast enough." she muttered, gasping as Buffy went over and removed the bandages, the wounds already beginning to heal. "Fine, really fast." Fred and Willow looked at her interestingly, both of them going into scientific mode, as Dawn described the sensations that she would feel as her body started healing.
Looking around the room, Buffy realized that everyone was wrapped up on getting acquainted with each other, leaving Angel and her to find their own fun. Taking his hand she dragged him towards the door, not that Angel was complaining, if anything he was rushing her to move faster. Stifling her giggle as they crept up the stairs, Buffy opened her door quietly and shut it just as quietly, locking the door behind them, before turning and smiling at Angel.
Angel groaned at the heated look in her eyes, it was a look that he had seen a thousand times before on the day that wasn't, a look that promised sensual pleasure. Groaning as she licked her lips, Angel gave himself up to the pleasure that was in her kiss, her every touch. Sliding his hands upwards, he cupped her breasts, gently kneading the soft weight of her, brushing his thumbs over her nipples. The passion raged through them, burning, looking for a way to escape, before exploding, sending them flying into rapture.
Downstairs
"Where's Buffy and Angel?" Dawn asked, looking around the room and noticing that the two had disappeared at some point. Everyone looked around, shrugging, everyone knew what was going on, but no one wanted to mention it out loud.
"Do you think they're playing the game with the silk.." Xander clapped a hand over her mouth, before anything else could be said.
"Anya!"
Chapter 16
As the discussion raged about what Spike and Dawn had done or hadn't done yet, no one noticed the blue goo on the floor starting to reform its shape. The goo turning into a solid mass, forming many tiny pieces that were slowly welding together forming the major parts of the demon, moving towards each other as it tried to reform. The demon regenerating and knitting itself back together, as the Scooby gang and AI teams argued about the best possible way to approach Spike and Dawn.
"Why Dawn?" Buffy asked, her voice betraying her concern for her sister and the relationship that she may have started with a vampire and not just any vampire, but one that had up until that moment, thought to be in love with Buffy. Buffy realized that she was being hypocritical, but she wanted Dawn to be able to have the normal life, everything that she hadn't had, everything she had had to give up because she had become the slayer. Sighing, Buffy realized that she could just throw those dreams right out the window, much like Angel had when she had returned from Hell. Dawn had become what Buffy feared she would, ever since she had found out that she had become the slayer or rather a slayer. Buffy sighed in defeat, her sister had been so afraid that she would stop loving her, that she had not informed Buffy about the change, until Buffy had seen the evidence for herself and she couldn't keep it quiet anymore.
"I didn't claim Dawn." Spike replied, coming back up the stairs. He had heard the entire argument and him and the Bit had, had a good laugh at their expense. Spike smiled, it had been a while since he had heard the Bit laugh and it was a good sound to hear, but what he wanted was to hear Buffy laugh again, not a brittle forced laugh, but an honest to goodness laugh. The gang turned to watch the vampire, warily, as he climbed the stairs. "I reacted badly, actually." Buffy raised her eyebrow and Spike had the grace to look shamed, before looking at Buffy defiantly, like he was daring her to claim Dawn in some way.
"Why?" Buffy asked the question that was on everyone's mind and amazingly no one had questioned yet, everyone was too caught up in the non-verbal by- play that was taking place.
"Yes," Anya said, "why did you whisk Dawn off to the basement, alone? Do you like to play games, too? There's this one game that Xander and I like to play where I'm a nurse and he's the patient and.."
"Anya!" Buffy said sharply, making sure that the ex-demon didn't go further, she really hadn't wanted to hear it. "Can you say over share much?" Everyone raised their hand; Buffy smiled at the picture that they made and that her family had finally come together, before returning her glare to the former demon, who had no idea why she was being reprimanded. "Back to the original question. Why?"
"Because," Dawn said as she came back up the stairs in one of Spike's shirts, "of who my father is." Everyone stared for a moment, before breaking into speech at the same time, Spike and Dawn looking highly amused, the room filled with loud, repetitive questions that were not being answered.
"Uhmm.. Here's a thought." Buffy said, holding her hand up to get everyone to quiet down, before continuing when everyone had quieted down enough. "How do you have a father? I thought you were created out of me."
"I am." Dawn replied, not very forth coming with any information, almost like she was deliberately trying to be as vague as possible. Buffy sighed, thinking that it would be easier to get a tooth pulled then getting information out of her sister and for some reason, Spike thought this was all hilarious.
"Then how do you have a father?" Buffy snapped, tired and cranky, but more concerned about the welfare of her sister. Buffy was also relieved that Dawn wasn't involved with Spike, but at the same time she almost wished she were, because it would certainly be easier than trying to figure out who the father was.
"Unless there is something you aren't telling us?" Cordy asked, her question directed at Buffy who was looking quite pale, from all of the information that she had received recently. Buffy glared at Cordy telling her that she could not think of anyone that she had sex with that could possibly be Dawn's father.
"Who did you have sex with?" Anya asked and everyone turned to her sharply, "What? It's not like you weren't thinking it."
"We may have been, but we have enough tack not to say anything." Cordy replied. Willow and Xander attempted to stifle their laughter at the memories of Cordy and her lack of tact. "What? Is there something in my hair?" Doyle let out a shout of laughter, before setting about reassuring Cordy that there wasn't anything in her hair, even as he continued to laugh.
"Back to the matter at hand." Buffy said, "what father? And no I didn't have sex with anyone. Unless you're Riley's, which would be just impossible." Dawn shifted from foot to foot and everyone wasn't sure if that was an agreement or not.
"You poor thing." Anya said and for once no one disagreed with you, "no wonder you are the way you are."
"Anya!" Dawn said, breaking into a fit of laughter. "Nothing like that." Dawn reassured her sister, who gave a sigh of relief, because she really didn't want to give Riley a call and explain about Dawn. "But you didn't really think that they could create me just out of you, did you?"
"So, then whose you're father?" Giles asked in exasperation, Spike and Dawn where having way too much fun jerking everyone around and drawing it out as much as possible. Dawn gave a little smile to the ex-watcher, who took his glasses off and began to clean them.
"Question." Lorne said, watching Dawnie, who was walking around fine, after the fireball that had hit her. "Where's the wound?" Buffy snapped her attention back to Dawn, walking over to her sister and jerking her shirt to the side, ignoring the growl that emanated from Spike, with a glare of her own. Spike stopped growling, but didn't move back and changed into game face, until Angel stepped forward and let a growl of his own out, glaring at his impudent childe. Fred watching with avid interest at the by-play and wondering if Dawn would let her look at her blood, to see how she managed to heal so quickly.
"Bout bloody time." Spike muttered, stepping back with a small bow to show that Angel was indeed correct. Buffy jerked her head up from inspecting the wounds that were quickly healing on Dawn, looking at Dawn to Angel and then back to Dawn.
"Angel?" she asked hesitantly and Dawn gave a squeal, rushing forward and hugging her sister. She stepped back and looked at her watch and then looked at Spike with a look that was pure Buffy.
"I won!" she announced and Spike looked like a sullen child who had lost his favorite toy, pulling out a twenty and placing it into Dawn's up turned hand. Buffy looked at Dawn for an explanation.
"We had a bet." she replied. "I said that Angel and you would figure it all out on your own and Spike bet that you guys would have to be told." Dawn stuck her tongue out at Spike, grinning like a fool who had won a million dollars.
"Alright, so dead boy is the proud papa?" Xander muttered and everyone turned to Dawn who was nodding like crazy. "How is that possible?"
"I'm not sure." Giles said a bit flustered about the entire thing, "a vampire cannot have children."
"Sure they can," Dawn replied. "They can have all the children they want, with a little help from the monks anyways." She looked around the room and sighed heavily as the looks around the room were of disbelief, except for Angel and Buffy, "Why is that you guys readily accept me as Buffy's, but you have the hardest time accepting me as Angel's?"
"Still not over the vampire concept." Cordy replied and everyone nodded his or her head, except for Buffy and Angel who were still busy staring at each other huge smiles on their faces. "And they are already making with the googily eyes."
"Well, sorry if I just found out that I'm suddenly a father." Angel muttered turning to look at Cordy."
"You aren't suddenly a father." Buffy muttered, motioning to her ever- expanding belly. Angel stared at her gently rounded belly, quite noticeable, and then at Dawn, then back to Buffy, before swearing in Gaelic.
"But I'm a vampire." he muttered weakly, looking at Buffy for help, who laughed at him and patted him on the shoulder, "How?"
"Welcome to my world." Buffy replied thinking over everything, before her head snapped up and looking at Spike with a question in her eyes, "How did you know?"
"Vampire, pet." Spike replied and he got even more confused looks, sighing he explained further, "I can smell him on her. I smell Peaches and you." he nodded to Buffy.
"That's so gross. Have I ever mentioned how gross that is before?" she asked, wrinkling her nose and looking to Angel, smacking him "How come you never noticed?" Everyone looked at Angel, interested to know what his answer was, shrugging Angel looked a bit sheepish.
"Come on, Mr. Private Investigator." Xander said, loving every minute of teasing the life, or un-life in this case, out of Angel.
"I was preoccupied with other things." Angel said in defense of himself looking at Buffy, everyone laughing at the shocked look on the vampire's face. "But I'm a vampire."
"With a soul! That has already got me from pregnant by the Day that Wasn't." Buffy said, playfully hitting him on the arm, Angel went to mock protest, "Besides, weren't you the one that gave up the Day that Wasn't?" Everyone on the AI team froze, staring at the slayer in shock that not only had she remembered, but she was joking about it too, and she wasn't slaying either. The Scooby gang looked around the room in confusion, looking for someone to fill in the pieces.
"Didn't you mention something about a day that wasn't earlier? A little back story, please." Willow asked looking at her friend who had been so recently returned to them.
"Well," Buffy said mock glaring at the vampire at her side, who gave her a little smile, making her laugh. "Remember when I went to go see him on Thanksgiving?" the Scooby Gang gave a nod, the AI team entranced also, because they had only heard second-hand information, nothing from Angel or Buffy, who wasn't supposed to remember. "Well, short handed verison is where we were talking, a Mohara demon came charging into the office, we fought it and Angel got cut and some of his blood mixed with the Mohara's. Because they have regenerative powers, it brought him to live. We decided to take things slowly," the two shared a look and Lorne coughed waiting for the rest of the story, "you know how that would go. We made love. He decided to go save the world, without waking me up, I went to go find him and got hurt. He went to the oracles, trading the day back in return for my life." Buffy finished off, leaving the room spinning in silence. Cordy and Doyle realized how much they had given up, but they were amazed at how the two were still fighting for the cause, after all of this. "Where you created from this day also?"
"No." Dawn replied, "the monks only needed a sample of Angel to help create me."
"But why implant memories of you in all of us and then tell me about you, but say nothing about Angel?" Buffy asked in confusion, Dawn shrugged, she wasn't quite sure what the monks had hoped to accomplish by this.
"What if they weren't sure if you were going to get back together?" Willow said and Fred nodded her head in agreement.
"They must have realized that by combining the slayer and a master vampire, that they would create a being more likely to be called as a slayer and therefore more readily able to defend herself." Fred said, everyone peering at Dawn who was getting quite nervous from all of the attention.
"Right." Willow said, "I wonder if her being the Key has affected her body's adaptation to becoming the slayer or if it was her being the Key that called the slayer essence to her in the first place." Willow and Fred eyed Dawn thoughtfully, wondering how much research they would be able to get away with before either Dawn or Buffy put a stop to it.
"Remember the demon?" Cordy asked before the conversation could go any further while backing away from the rest of the group, her eyes fixed firmly behind them making everyone whirl around to see the demon rushing towards them.
"I thought it was killed with slayer's blood." Buffy said in a panicked voice to her mentor.
"Are we sure Dawn is the slayer?" Anya asked and Cordy resisted the urge to roll her eyes, while Fred began to spout out the reasons that it was likely that Dawn was indeed the slayer.
"Anya," Wesley said, "you said the demon could be killed with slayer's blood."
"No I didn't." she protested, "I said you had to cut it's head off on a certain day." she replied, wondering how she always managed to get blamed for everything. Everyone turned and looked at her in shock.
"And you didn't mention this before when we thought we had killed it?" Wesley asked, as the demon stalked closer, Buffy reaching the weapons chest and throwing various weapons to everyone. Dawn getting a sword, while Angel got an axe.
"You didn't ask." Anya replied as she caught the sword that Buffy had thrown, seconds before it would have hit Xander on the head.
"Thanks." he said in surprise as he stared at the sword inches from his head.
"No problem," she replied, handing him the sword and looking quite bored, already.
"And when can will kill it?" Buffy asked in exasperation, as Angel tackled her, gently, out of the way of a fireball.
"You can't kill me." the demon said, laughing darkly, moving towards the pregnant slayer, Dawn stood up behind him swinging the sword above her head.
"Dawnie!" Anya screamed alerting the demon to the presence of the other slayer behind him. Whirling around, he caught Dawn's wrist in his hand, pushing it back and sending her sprawling on the floor, while advancing on her.
"What, Anya?" Dawn snapped as she scrambled backwards trying to avoid the demon that was making it's way towards her. She kicked the demon in the stomach, making it bend over in pain, before sending a kick to the side of it's head and watching it going flying into the couch, breaking it.
"It's okay," Buffy said sarcastically, "I wanted new furniture." she watched her sister fight the demon with worry written all over her face, Buffy now understood how her mother felt watching her fight or watching her leave to go off and fight.
Gunn decided that Dawn was having all of the fun and rushed the demon, axe swinging in front of him, taking part of the demon's arm off. Letting a roar of pain out, the demon turned to Gunn, swiping at him with his hand, like one would a fly or knat, hitting him and sending him flying into the wall. Gunn felt the pain course through his body as he slid down the wall, Fred rushing to his side, making sure that he wasn't seriously injured.
"You can't kill him yet." Anya said, watching as the younger Summers' sister took on the demon that out weighed her by one hundred pounds and more. Dawn moved with a grace that would have awed anyone that didn't realize she was the slayer. She fought from the heart, like her sister, and gave her all to the battle on hand, focusing on the now instead of the bigger picture. Dawn ducked and teased the demon, kicking him on the ass and sending him sprawling into furniture as he tried to kill all of them off, Dawn waiting for the word from Anya to say it was okay to kill him. She watched as he created a fireball and dodged it at the last second, wincing at the memory of the last fireball that she had taken and was very grateful for the healing power that she seemed to possess. She shook her head and brought herself back to the present as the demon prepared to send a fireball at her, while rushing her at the same time.
"Now!" Anya screamed looking at the clock on the wall, hoping that she remembered the time correctly or they would facing the demon again in a few minutes and would be unable to kill it for another hundred years or so, because the time would have past. "Dawn! Kill it now!" Dawn brought the sword whirling around her head and through the neck of the demon in front of her, just as it released another fireball. Dawn gave a scream of pain as the fireball tore into her skin, once again, before falling to the floor, Buffy and Angel rushing to her side.
"You would think I would learn to duck." Dawn muttered as she looked at the wound that had been inflicted upon her, once again.
"Or at least move out of the way." Buffy said, gently prodding the area around the singed skin, while Dawn hissed at her in pain, glaring at her older sister who was doing her best to make it as non- painful as possible. "Wuss." she said gently and then looked up at Dawn with the sudden realization that she wouldn't be able to protect her forever, not that she thought she would be able to, "if you die, I'm telling." Dawn glared at her, before the two of them broke out in grins, the AI and Scooby Gangs exchanging confused looks, before settling on Willow and Xander, who were looking as confused as everyone else.
"Don't look at me," Xander said looking to Willow for help, who simply shrugged and left Xander to the explanations, "it's a Summers thing, it's all very violent." Dawn and Buffy grinned even more, looking at each other, before launching themselves at Xander and beginning to tickle him. Willow took one look at them and then joined in, while the group looked on in confusion. "No fair ganging up no me."
"All's fair," Buffy began.
"In love and war." Willow finished for her.
"Or on the Hellmouth." Dawn said and the three girls giggled like crazy, before tickling Xander even more.
"Children," Giles said and everyone stopped, "could we get back to the present?" he looked pointedly at the demon that lay dead on the ground, while it's head was rolling on the carpet. Sighing, Buffy, Willow, Xander, and Dawn climbed to their feet shooting the watcher pouts, before settling back into their seats, or rather what was left of their seats from the fight that had just taken place there.
"What?" Dawn sighed in a way that was so Buffy, that everyone looked to the slayer.
"What?" Buffy asked when their gazes settled on her, instead of answering her, they began to laugh. "So, demon dead, I say we party."
"How can you be so sure the demon is dead?" Giles asked, pinching his nose in a very Gilesy way, making Buffy smile.
"Cause last time it turned into goo and now it's body is laying in my livingroom." Buffy paused and looked at the demon on the ground before sighing and looking at Giles, "Think the watcher council would invest in a cleaning service?" Giles looked at her laughing, until he realized that she was serious.
"Buffy, I doubt the council would bring in a cleaning service."
"Why not?" Dawn asked with a pout, "it's our home that the demons keep destroying."
"That's right." Buffy replied and both watchers eyed them exasperation written on their faces.
"Great there's two." Giles said finally and Buffy gave him a mock pout before breaking out with a grin.
"Two is better than one." Dawn said and everyone started to laugh.
"So," Spike said, "What are we doing with O'headless one?"
"Since you asked," Angel said, an evil glint in his eyes, "you can have pick up duty." Spike glared at his sire, who had the biggest grin on his face.
"Why, then I guess that means you get to help," Willow said, grinning evilly at Angel, "since you volunteered Spike." Angel looked about ready to retort until he realized that Willow had "resolve face" on. Sighing he walked over to where Spike was and began to help him remove it, Buffy could hear him muttering under his breath about the unfairness of "resolve face."
"So," Fred said as the last of the demon's remains where dragged from the house, "How fast do you heal?" looking at Dawn, who squirmed under all of the attention being given to her.
"Fast enough." she muttered, gasping as Buffy went over and removed the bandages, the wounds already beginning to heal. "Fine, really fast." Fred and Willow looked at her interestingly, both of them going into scientific mode, as Dawn described the sensations that she would feel as her body started healing.
Looking around the room, Buffy realized that everyone was wrapped up on getting acquainted with each other, leaving Angel and her to find their own fun. Taking his hand she dragged him towards the door, not that Angel was complaining, if anything he was rushing her to move faster. Stifling her giggle as they crept up the stairs, Buffy opened her door quietly and shut it just as quietly, locking the door behind them, before turning and smiling at Angel.
Angel groaned at the heated look in her eyes, it was a look that he had seen a thousand times before on the day that wasn't, a look that promised sensual pleasure. Groaning as she licked her lips, Angel gave himself up to the pleasure that was in her kiss, her every touch. Sliding his hands upwards, he cupped her breasts, gently kneading the soft weight of her, brushing his thumbs over her nipples. The passion raged through them, burning, looking for a way to escape, before exploding, sending them flying into rapture.
Downstairs
"Where's Buffy and Angel?" Dawn asked, looking around the room and noticing that the two had disappeared at some point. Everyone looked around, shrugging, everyone knew what was going on, but no one wanted to mention it out loud.
"Do you think they're playing the game with the silk.." Xander clapped a hand over her mouth, before anything else could be said.
"Anya!"