Title: You Will Never Die
Author: mispel
E-mail: mispel9@yahoo.com
Rating: G
Summary: Dawn didn't turn out to be a normal girl. Starts around season 5 and 6.
Disclaimer: I own no one and nothing
Feedback: Any comments would be welcome
You will never get any older, and you will never die.
Chapter 1
If A Tree Falls In The Woods
Tara noticed it first.
"Dawn isn't growing up," she told Willow.
"What's the rush? She's only 15," Willow said busy organizing her old floppies alphabetically and by color.
"I don't think she is," Tara said. She didn't want to say it. But she was the only one who saw.
"What?" Willow asked distractedly, paying more attention to her organizing.
"She is 14. Just like last year. She hasn't grown," Tara told her flatly, not expecting to be believed. Willow stopped what she was doing.
"She just had a birthday party. We were there. There were 15 candles. I counted," Willow told Tara, finally looking at her.
"She is the same, Willow. She wears different clothes and makeup sometimes. But she is the same," Tara insisted.
"People stop growing," Willow told her frowning.
"Not like that."
Willow shook her head. She couldn't take it in yet. Tara dropped it. She would wait until Willow's eyes convinced her of the truth.
Pay No Attention To The Man Behind The Curtain
Anya noticed it next. She laid it all out for Xander as he walked her to the Magic Box. They had stopped on the sidewalk and Xander was staring at her.
"It's spooky," she told him as people passed by on their way to work, or possibly shopping. Either way it was good - people had to work to make money so they could shop.
After he was done staring at her like she was crazy, Xander told her, "You're imagining things," dismissing what she said as always.
"Those monks didn't really mean for her to be a regular kid and live out a regular, human life. They just needed a flesh jar for their glowy stuff," Anya told him bluntly, because only a blunt object could get through Xander's thick scull.
"That's kind of gross," was all he said.
"She's disposable. Like a Kleenex box or a yogurt container," Anya tried again.
"Also gross. Yogurt, yuck. Nice crackpot theory, though. We'll file it away right alongside 'Why ground rabbit isn't in the meat isle of your local grocery store'. But let's not share it with Dawn. OK?" Xander said to her in that infuriating, 'Anya is crazy, let's not listen to her' way.
"I won't need to. Sooner or later, she'll notice. People will comment. Not me. Tactless people. She'll catch on," Anya predicted and walked away in order to make more money.
To be continued