Its funny how suddenly things change. How one minute all morals and beliefs are set in stone; and the next everything shatters. I looked at myself in the mirror; noting how much healthier I looked then I had before Kyle had come into my life. I had cut my hair, and it just grazed my shoulders and framed my slightly rosier face. My eyes seemed bigger and I mused for a moment on how much they looked like Spike's did. I quickly shook the thought from my mind; Spike loved Faith now. He never loved me.
"Dawnie, sweetie, are you alright?" I splashed water on my face, trying to ignore Tara's gentle voice.
"Dawnie, please open the door," Willow attempted, and I heard her lean against it heavily.
I heard the baby begin to cry, and listened to the sound for a moment. Faith and Spike would have babies…I splashed more water on my face, hoping that the water would wash away the unwanted thoughts.
"Dawn, open the sodding door now!" Kris yelled, pounding on the door. I ignored him. "Dawn, we have to find Kyle!" Sweet baby boy, Kyle, with his big brown eyes and his Spiderman obsession. I pulled my hair into a ponytail before opening the door.
"Will, can you do a locator spell?" I questioned, walking over to Oz and taking the crying baby into my arms.
"On it," Willow, not wanting me to change my mind, quickly bolted downstairs. I gently rocked the baby, smiling as a baby smile lit up her cherubic face. She had Tara's eyes, and a mixture of Willow and Oz's red hair. The perfect little girl, with two Mommies and a Daddy. Tara had explained to me, right after I got over the initial shock and before I went into freak-out mode, that the three had used magic to combine their essences; impregnating the red haired Wicca.
"You never told me her name." I stated, smiling as the baby cooed.
"Susannah," Tara replied, a huge smile on her face.
"Suze," Oz corrected, giving the dark haired woman an Oz grin. I laughed, knowing that if Buffy was there at the moment she'd come up with some sarcastic response about how Spike and Angel would have never gotten along and yet Willow's ex-lover and lesbian-lover were raising a daughter together.
"We'll meet you downstairs," Kris said to the two, as I handed the baby to Tara. They nodded and walked downstairs to help Willow with the locator spell. I kept my eyes focused on the ground, ashamed to look at him. He tilted my chin up and smiled. "You alright, luv?"
"No, but I'll live. I'll be fine as soon as Kyle gets home," He nodded, and proceeded to curl the same strand of hair that he had played with while we were outside, around his finger. He smiled at the glare I gave him and laid a gentle kiss on my cheek.
"I can wait," He whispered before leaving me standing in the hall, the piece of hair hanging and a look of shock on my face.
"Dawnie, we found him," Willow yelled, and I allowed a grin to spread over my face. Time to kick some ass. After much debating, and coin tossing, we came to the decision that Kris and I would go to save Kyle while the rest stayed at the house and tried to get in touch with the Angel gang. We still didn't know if Lorne was ok or now. Just not knowing if my favorite empathy demon was in trouble gave me the "wiggins".
I watched Kris as he walked, and took strength in his courage. The spell Willow had cast stated that Kyle was at an old warehouse in downtown Sunnydale. He moved to get into the drivers seat of the Jeep and I raised an eyebrow.
"Oh right, you're one of those women," He joked and I punched his arm as he got in shot gun. I turned the key and groaned as the engine made a gurgling sound.
"Come on, baby," I muttered, turning the key again. It made a slightly better noise, and two try's later it was running. I pulled out of the driveway and speeded in the direction of the warehouse.
"Bloody hell, woman! You're lucky I'm already dead!" Kris hollered as I made a sharp turn, almost crashing the ancient car. I glared at him and slammed on the breaks, skidding the car into a parking spot. Kris took an unneeded breath and got out of the car.
"You ready?" I asked, fear evident in my voice. He hugged me, and I knew he felt how fast my heart beat in my chest.
"We're bringing him home, Dawn," He promised, and I nodded determinedly.
"You know, as great as that whole memory thing was, it was kind of over done. I mean come on, been there done that," I yelled as we entered the warehouse.
"Not much for stealthy huh?"
"Let's just say I'm a lot like my sister," I responded, walking towards the group of vampires. One swung at me and I expertly ducked, right hooking him in the gut and left hooking him in the nose. He went down and was dust in .5 seconds. I grinned, adrenaline flowing threw my body. Vampire after vampire, I just kept punching. When I finally reached the center of the horde, I sent a death glare at the group of children vampires.
"You idiotic child," The leader hissed, and I cocked my head slightly.
"I do believe you are the child here, buddy," He blocked my first punch, but my second connected firmly in his gut and I grinned at the sound of bones crunching. Kris came up behind me and tossed me a sword. "Where's my son?" I demanded, thrusting the sword into the boy's stomach as Kris fended off the others. I had come to enjoy the wooshing sound of a vampire exploding into dust.
"Your son is dead," The vampire cackled.
A/n: How evil am I? Do ya'll hate me now? Review and tell me what ya think!!