It's my BIRTHDAY TODAY!! So I'm giving you 3 parts to read enjoy!!!

TITLE: Blaze Of Glory; Come Back To Me

RATING: R
PAIRING: Angel/Spike
SUMMARY; Sequel to Blaze Of Glory.

SPOILERS: Buffy Season 5, Angel Season 2 episodes 19 to 22 didn't happen, sorry no Fred. Also Joyce did not die.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of these characters; they belong to Joss

A/N: Cause you all asked so nicely, many moons ago, and Setting Things Straight is kicking my arse and I've got itchy fingers!!! Thank you to Belle for giving me the idea for this fic. Thank you to Mera Haven for all her advice and badgering without which this fic would still be sitting in my head, and thank you to Ely my beta for all her hard work she is the queen of commas. Poem originally by Wilbur Skeels, adapted by Mary Frye and adapted again by me!!!

A/N 2: I wrote this a while ago and have only just started sorting it out not stuck on StS any more and I would like to thank the queen of commas my beta Ely.

Part 3

Angel quietly opened Dawn's bedroom door and almost instantly fell over the clothes and mess of teenage stuff scattered about the room. Thankfully, his vampire speed saved him that embarrassment. Sighing, Angel carefully picked his way through the carnage and shook Dawn awake.

"Hey sleepyhead, you still want to come with me," Angel asked quietly.

Dawn opened her sleep-fogged eyes and asked, "What time is it?"

"A little after three a.m."

Dawn sat up and rubbed her eyes. "I'm awake."

"You want some coffee?"

"Please, I'll be down in a minute."

"Okay." Angel carefully left Dawn's bedroom, silently wondering how she could find anything in the mess, and walked downstairs to make coffee.

Dawn appeared about ten minutes later looking very sleepy, but fully dressed. She grabbed the coffee and chugged it back with a slight grimace. "Where's the sugar?"

"Sorry, wasn't sure if you took any or not," Angel said passing her the sugar and watching in fascination as she scooped four spoons into her coffee.

Angel shook his head slightly. "So, you ready to go?"

"Yeah, but could you please explain to me again why we couldn't do this last night and I had to be woken up at this ungodly hour," Dawn pouted.

Angel smiled, picked up Spike's box and headed for the back door with Dawn in tow. "Because I want to see the cemetery as the dawn rises," Angel stated.

"And you promise that you don't mean that in the 'I'm going out to greet the sun kind of way'...you will be in Spike's crypt, in the shadows, where it's safe at all times?"

"I mean it in the safe way, Dawn," Angel said reassuringly as they walked down the street. "I just want Will to be bathed in the morning light from now till eternity," Angel said quietly, before he chuckled. "He always loved sunrise. Used to...tell him off a lot for getting home late and for trying to watch the sun come up from inside whatever house we were staying in."

Dawn linked arms with Angel and rested her head on his shoulder. "I know what you mean by 'tell him off', you know. I'm not a kid. It was one of the things about Spike I loved. When I was with him, he didn't treat me like a kid, more of an equal, unless we ended up having to fight a big nasty, then he was like an over protective father, but the rest of the time we were equals, friends" Dawn said in a faraway voice. "Did you know he was teaching me the basics in how to defend myself?" She quickly added, "Don't tell Buffy – she would hit the roof."

"Why would Buffy hit the roof," Angel asked.

"I don't know, but none of us Scoobies have had any type of training in how to handle ourselves, except Buffy, and she sees me as her kid sis who needs protecting. I think it's just her big ego. If we all knew how to defend ourselves, then she wouldn't get to play the big rescuer all the time. I think it's just stupid."

Angel smiled. "I happen to agree. If you want, I can carry on where Will stopped."

Dawn smiled a smile that lit up her whole face. "Would you? That would be great."

"Sure," Angel said wondering what he had just taken on as they entered the cemetery. "So, where Spike's crypt then?"

"Follow me," Dawn said heading off. "This is it," she proudly announced as they grew nearer.

Angel looked around the outside and saw a small cherry blossom tree. He walked over to it and stood with his back to it looking around. "What do you think? Here?"

Dawn looked around and smiled. "I think it's perfect," she said.

Angel nodded his agreement. "Now we just have to wait for the sun."

Dawn looked at him uncertainly then strolled forwards and grabbed his elbow saying, "Come on, you promised to wait inside Spike's crypt."

Angel gave a sad smile and allowed Dawn to drag him to the crypt. They entered and looked around.

"It's so quiet," Dawn commented.

Angel didn't say anything as he entered and placed Spike's box on the sarcophagus and looked around. Dawn jumped up and sat next to the box watching Angel look around.

"Where's the lower level," he asked.

"Under there." Dawn pointed to a large flat stone.

Angel walked over and hefted the stone up and out the way. He turned and asked, "You want to come?"

Dawn hopped down and walked over. "You don't think it's rude or intrusive?"

"No," Angel said before thinking about what Spike might have down there. He hastily added, "You had better let me go down first to make sure there are no nasties waiting in surprise."

"You mean go and check that he put his collection of porn and stuff away," Dawn said while rolling her eyes.

Angel smiled as he walked back to the sarcophagus picked up the box and deftly jumped to the lower level. It was dark and smelt of the earth and Spike's unique scent, a combination of leather, smoke and alcohol. Angel took a deep breath, inhaling the scent and letting it seep into his memory.

"Angel? Are you all right?" Dawn's voice rang out, snapping Angel from his quiet reprieve.

"I'm fine Dawn," Angel said with a sigh as he walked over to the closest candle, found a box of matches and lit it. Angel looked around and took in the huge bed and not much else. He walked over and placed Spike's box on the bed, then walked around with the candle and turned on the lights cautiously as he noticed the makeshift wiring. After checking that there was nothing that little eyes should not see, Angel called Dawn down.

She cautiously descended the ladder and gasped. "Oh it's lovely down here," she said as she looked around in the warm orange glow.

"Yes, I suppose it is." Angel sat on the bed looking around.

"Much nicer than upstairs, wonder why he never invited me down here," Dawn mused.

Angel sighed. "Will was a private person. I doubt he invited many people down here."

Dawn walked over and sat next to him on the bed. "So, we going to see what secrets Spike kept," she asked with a cheeky smile.

Angel smiled back. "Come on then," he said standing up and looking around.

Dawn instantly walked over to the chest of drawers and opened the top drawer and frowned. "Boring, nothing but clothes." She opened the next and the next having no luck. Angel just paced around.

"Oh, what's this," Dawn yelled triumphantly as she pulled out a big book from the bottom drawer. Angel swung round and gasped.

"Don't open it," he said sharply as he walked over.

Dawn looked at him puzzled. "Why not? It's just a book." she opened the cover and went white. "Oh." Angel grabbed the book and looked at the sketch. There, laying in a mass of bed covers, was a very naked Will looking like the cat that got the cream. Angel quickly leafed through the mass of other sketches and photos.

"He kept them, he kept them all," Angel said quietly as the tears began to fall again.

"Angel," Dawn asked placing a hand on his shoulder.

Angel looked up at her. "I drew these many, many years ago," Angel explained.

"Want to show me," Dawn asked cautiously.

"They're a bit...explicit," he said.

"Hey, I'm fine – it was just a bit of a shock seeing a naked Spike. Please I want to see."

Angel nodded and they walked over to the bed and sat down. "You do realize Will would be rather annoyed if he ever found out you saw these."

Dawn smiled sneakily. "Then we won't tell anyone."

Angel nodded and opened the book at the first page. It was a sketch of Spike sitting beside a fire brushing Drusilla's hair. Angel smiled. "Dru would make him brush her hair for a whole hour every night before she went to bed; she used to get in a right state if he couldn't do it. They used to look so peaceful while he did it. Will would look so young, so carefree and Dru would actually speak in sentences that we all understood for a change."

"They look beautiful."

"They were." Angel turned the page, and they looked at a picture of Spike sitting in a high backed leather chair reading. "He would spend hours reading," was all Angel said before turning the page again. Angel's breath caught as they once again saw the picture of a very naked, very content Spike. Silence followed as they both just gazed at the beautiful sight.

"Why did you draw this one," Dawn prompted

"It was after we had made love for the first time," Angel said simply as he ran his hand over the picture lovingly.

They spent the rest of the early hours of the morning looking through the book. Sometimes Angel would give explanations as to why he had drawn them and sometimes they weren't needed. As they came to the last page, Angel closed the book carefully and looked at Dawn. "Come on, the sun is rising," he said and they both climbed up out of the lower level. Dawn walked outside while Angel stayed in the doorway looking out. Dawn stood by the small cherry blossom tree and they waited as the sun slowly climbed. Then suddenly Dawn was standing in a wash of sunlight.

"It's perfect," she yelled as she bounded into his arms.

"Yes it is," Angel agreed.

"I have to go. You going to be alright here for the day," she asked.

"Yes," Angel replied.

"And you promise not to do anything silly and if you feel like doing anything silly or you just want company, you will call me?"

Angel put his hand in his pocket and pulled out his mobile. "Promise."

Dawn snatched it out of his hand and looked at it checking it was fully charged. "Cordelia's already warned me how useless you are when it comes to technology," she said as she handed the phone back. "And you know the number? Yeah, silly question I know, what with you and Buffy..."

Angel held her shoulders and looked her in the eye. "Stop. I will be fine and I promise to call if I need anything."

Dawn nodded, tears threatening again. "You better be mister, cause I promised Spike I would look after you."

Angel pulled her close and kissed the top of her head. "I promise I will still be here."

Dawn pulled away, dried her eyes and nodded before turning round and walking out into the sun.

Angel stood there and watched her go. Then he turned and jumped down to the lower level and walked over to the bed running his hand over the box lovingly. Angel lay down and pulled both the box and book close to him as he let the tears that had been threatening, finally fall in great torrents and sobs.

"Why Will, why," he sobbed over and over until he fell asleep.

TBC