Thank you for all the reveiws! You make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Oh, and to those who asked, no Buffy doesn't know that she's at least technically one of Dawn's moms. The monks made Dawn with the blood of Spike, Drusilla and Buffy. As far as Buffy and Spike know, Dawn is only Spike and Dru's daughter. Did that help? Oh, and keep reading and reveiwing please!

As soon as Dawn was sure that her father was gone, she smiled mischievously at Buffy. Dawn was acutely aware of the fear that had seeped into Buffy's eyes. This new information only caused Dawn's smile to grow. Silently Dawn watched as Buffy walked to the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of water. Patiently, Dawn waited until Buffy had put the bottle of water to her lips before she spoke.

"So, how long have you been in love with my dad?" Dawn asked bluntly.

Water sprayed all over the kitchen. "W-what?" Buffy coughed as Dawn's words hit her.

"Ew." Dawn complained as she wiped at some of the water Buffy had spit out onto her new shirt.

"Dawn," Buffy said still reeling from shock. "What makes you think that I'm in love with your dad?" The slayer still couldn't believe that Dawn had just asked her this. 'I knew there was a reason that I hated her.' She mused.

Dawn shrugged. "It's so obvious." The teen sat down at the kitchen table as she spoke.

Buffy shook her head as she sat down opposite of Dawn at the table. "Dawnie, I'm not in love with your Dad." Buffy said slowly.

Dawn shook her head. "Then explain to me why you threw a fit about me staying here, but then stopped after Daddy 'talked' to you." Dawn made air quotes as she said talked.

Buffy rolled her eyes. "Dawn, he was just explaining to me why he needed to visit Angel."

Dawn looked at Buffy like she was stupid. "Fine, don't tell me that you're in love with my dad." She said coolly.

"Dawn, I would never tell you that I was in love with your dad." Buffy began, but stopped as she saw the smug look that had spread across Dawn's face. A little confused, Buffy replayed what she had just said. "Dawn Crawford!" Buffy yelled.

As soon as Dawn saw the evident rage in Buffy's voice, she jumped up from the table and ran straight into Joyce. "Um, hi Joyce." Dawn said quickly. "I was just gonna go upstairs and finish my homework." Startled, Joyce watched as the young teen flew past her and ran up the stairs towards the guest room.

Still bewildered, Joyce started towards the kitchen, but stopped as an angry looking Buffy came out of the kitchen. "Buffy, honey, what happened?" Joyce asked concerned.

Buffy threw her hands up in the air. "Dawn has this crazy theory that I'm in love with Spike."

"Is it so crazy, Buffy?" Joyce asked calmly.

Buffy stared at her mother in shock. "Mom, you don't really agree with Dawn and think that I'm on love with Spike, do you?"

Joyce shrugged. "I'm not saying that, sweetheart. All I'm saying is that Spike's a very nice and handsome young man."

"No, he's not, Mom." Buffy insisted. "He's not nice. Remember Parent teacher Night?"

Joyce shrugged. "That was a long time ago, people change, Buffy."

"But he's not people, mom. He's a hundred year old vampire. And he can still remember what the Industrial Revolution was like!" Buffy persisted.

Joyce just smiled at her daughter. "I like how you didn't argue whether or not he was handsome."

"Ah!" Buffy cried in frustration. "I'm going up to my room and when I come back down stairs, hopefully we're no longer living in the Twilight Zone!"

Joyce watched in bewilderment and amusement as Buffy turned on her heel and stormed up the stairs. The mother shrugged and walked into the kitchen. "I think he's very handsome." She mumbled to herself.

Meanwhile, Buffy stormed down the hall towards her bedroom. She stopped at the door to her bedroom and turned to face the guest bedroom. The door was ajar and Buffy silently stuck her head into the bedroom. On the bed sat Dawn sorting through one of the bags she had brought with her. Dawn took out a beautiful porcelain doll and began to brush its hair. Buffy couldn't help herself and decided to talk to Dawn.

"Whatcha doing?" Buffy asked as she walked into the room.

"Did I say you could come in?" Dawn asked coldly. Buffy's face fell and she turned to leave. "Wait." Dawn said as remorse filled her. "Don't leave." She begged silently.

Buffy smiled and nodded. She sat down on the bed next to Dawn. "Who's that?" She asked as she pointed to the doll in Dawn's arms. Dawn smiled almost sadly.

"This is Miss Elizabeth." At Buffy's blank look, she continued. "Mum said that I needed to have a doll like Miss Edith. Some one who would tell me what to do. So she gave me Miss Elizabeth."

Buffy nodded silently. "Did her doll talk to her a lot?" She asked softly.

Dawn shrugged. "I guess. She talked to the stars more." Suddenly Dawn stopped. "Are we actually having a conversation?" She asked surprised.

Buffy shrugged. "Guess you don't hate me as much as you pretend to."

Dawn shook her head. "Naw, can't be that. Promised Joyce I would be nice to you this week."

Buffy shook her head. 'Dawn is so much like Spike sometimes. They both will do just about anything Mom asks them to.' Buffy smiled softly at Dawn. "Must be that then. Simply good acting." She commented.

Dawn nodded, and laid her doll down on the bed. She hated to admit it, but at times, she actually liked Buffy. It was only when she was threatening her father and trying to kill him that she hated him.

Buffy spied a rectangular velvet box in the pile of Dawn's stuff. "What's that?" Buffy asked pointing to it.

"That." Dawn smiled as she saw what Buffy was pointing to. "That's my favorite thing that I have with me." The teen gently picked up the box.

"What's in it?" Buffy asked curiously.

Again, Dawn smiled. Slowly she opened the box to reveal a gorgeous gold necklace laced with diamonds and rubies. "Wow. That's beautiful." Buffy breathed. "Is it real?"

Dawn nodded. "Yeah, Daddy gave it to Mum for Valentine's Day two years ago."

Buffy's brow furrowed. "But why do you have it?"

Suddenly, Dawn snapped the box shut. "Mum didn't like it."

Buffy's eyes widened. "How could she not like it? Is she crazy or something?" Dawn raised an eyebrow at Buffy. "Oh, you know what I mean."

Dawn shrugged. "She just liked Grandpa's present better, I guess."

"What did Angelus give her?" Buffy asked curiously. Sometimes, the slayer forgot that Dawn was with them at the factory.

Dawn wrinkled her nose at Buffy's question. "A still warm human heart." She said with a disgusted look on her face.

"Ew." Buffy said as she wrinkled her own nose. "That's gross. I would have much rather preferred Spike's gift."

Dawn nodded sagely. "That's why you two are destined to be together."

Buffy groaned. "Dawn. Will you stop that? I think I like you better when you're pretending to hate me. Will you just give it up already? I'm never getting together with your father." She told Dawn exasperated.

The teenager glared at Buffy. "You are." She insisted. "Because it's all your fault!" She screamed.

Confusion washed over Buffy. "Dawnie, what are you talking about?"

"Don't call me Dawnie!" She screamed. "You tore my family apart. It was all your fault when Mum left Daddy. You made him taste like ash. It's all your fault." Dawn spat at her.

Now Buffy was completely lost. "Wait, Dawn, what?"

Dawn just glared at Buffy. "Get out." Dawn spat. "Just get out!"

"Dawn." Buffy tried again. The teenager only shook her head and pushed the slayer out of her room.

"What just happened here?" Buffy asked herself.