Karma: Wow, thank you for all the reviews. :) I feel so loved. :-D Oh, and to answer some questions about Dawn's mentality. I know she seems to be acting young for her age, but all shall be explained shortly, I promise. Love to all. Oh, and just a friendly warning, I don't like Riley, there, you are fair warned all you Riley lovers.
Buffy stared in shock at the closed door in front of her. 'Okay, the girl seriously has issues.' She thought, sighing dramatically. 'Especially where I'm concerned.' Blindly, Buffy groped her way to her bedroom and threw herself onto her bed. "God, Dawn thinks of me as the other woman! To her, I am the woman that caused her parents to break up." She smothered her face into her pillow. 'No wonder she hates me.' Suddenly Buffy threw the pillow to the side. "Then why does Dawn want me to date Spike?"
Buffy held her head in her hands and thought about what had happened so far today. It seemed like such a long time ago. It seemed like years ago that she was battling Dracula, not a few hours ago. She had been so preoccupied with Spike and Dawn that she hadn't even remembered to call Giles to see what time he needed her for training tomorrow. "It has been a very long day." Buffy was so caught up in her own thoughts that she didn't even hear the phone ring until it stopped and Joyce yelled up at her to answer it.
"Hello?" Buffy asked her mind still reeling from her recent conversation with Dawn.
'Hey, Buffy.'
"Riley. Hi."
'You seemed surprised to hear from me.' Her boyfriend responded.
Buffy blushed. She hadn't even thought of Riley since they left the Count's mansion. "Yeah, I'm just a little preoccupied. I'm vamp sitting."
'Huh?' Riley asked confused.
"Dawn is staying with Mom, and me for the week." Buffy explained.
'Who's Dawn?' Riley asked confused.
"Dawn, Spike's daughter." Buffy clarified rolling her eyes. Riley had seen Dawn at least a dozen times, yet he always seemed to forget who she was.
'Right.' Riley said as he pretended to remember hearing about Dawn. He always remembered who she was. How could he not? She was a byproduct of creatures who in his opinion were disgusting. So every time Buffy brought Dawn up, he would feign innocence. But this time, he screwed up. 'Professor Walsh once wanted to experiment on her.'
Buffy's eyes widened. "You mean to tell me that Walsh knew all along that Spike had a daughter and yet she still planned on using him for her experiments with ADAM?" Buffy asked angrily.
'Buffy, he's only a vampire, it doesn't matter.' As soon as Riley spoke, he immediately regretted his choice of words. 'Buffy.' He said sensing by her silence that she was angry.
"You know what, Riley, I'll talk to you later." Buffy said as she angrily hung up the phone. 'Riley worked with people who purposely stole a father from his daughter. How can I be with someone who knew that Professor Walsh not only separated a family, but who also wanted to experiment on a thirteen year old girl?' Sighing she threw herself back down onto her bed, and prayed for sleep.
The ground crunched under the man's feet as he walked through the woods. His platinum blonde hair, and pale skin shone brightly in the darkness while his black clothing helped him blend into the night. Next to him walked a petite woman with blonde flowing hair, and a certain bounce in her step that could only be attributed to love. Suddenly the man stopped, grabbed the woman's hand and began walking in a completely different direction.
"Spike!" The woman said laughing. "Where are we going? If you keep changing your mind, we'll never get there." She pouted slightly at him.
Spike stopped, and turned to face the woman. Smiling softly, he reached up and gently caressed her face with his left hand. "They won't find us Buffy. They can't find us. It has to be special." He explained to her. She smiled up at him, and gently pulled him into a passionate kiss.
"It'll be perfect." She promised him as she pulled away from the kiss, and smiled up at him.
Suddenly the couple was standing in a bedroom. Lit candles were scattered through out the room. A large bed with red silk sheets was in the center of the room. Rose petals were scattered across the bed. Buffy took a step backwards. "Spike, what's going on here?"
He cocked his head to the side and smiled at her. "You said you wanted everything to be perfect, love." He once again gently touched her face. "You will be mine." Spike said lovingly.
Suddenly, Buffy jerked away from him as though she was a different person. "No," She said angrily. "I'll never be yours."
Spike laughed softly at her outburst and took her back into his arms. "Why do you try to fight what is destined to happen?" His voice had a slight mystical tone to it. As Buffy began to struggle against him, he took her face into his hands and pressed his lips to hers. Immediately, Buffy stopped struggling against him and deepened the kiss. It was instinctive to her; as though this was something she did everyday.
Spike pulled his lips away from hers and began to plant kisses along her collarbone. She shivered and suddenly took her hands and gently tilted his face up to look at him. "I love you." Buffy said simply, her voice full of raw emotion. "I love you so damn much." She crushed her lips to his and pushed him towards the bed.
Hands were everywhere. Hot kisses were pressed onto whichever body part was the closest. Clothes were soon strewn in a pile on the floor. Next thing Buffy knew, she was naked on the bed with Spike hovering above her.
"Are you sure about this, love?" He asked her.
She nodded. "Yes, Spike. Make love to me." She pleaded between kisses. "Please."
Buffy Summers woke up in a cold sweat and her body jerked into a sitting position. "No, no, no." She told herself as she ran her fingers through her hair. "I am not in love with Spike. I can't be."
Meanwhile in LA, Spike, too, woke up in a cold sweat. "What in the bleeding hell was that?"
Buffy stared in shock at the closed door in front of her. 'Okay, the girl seriously has issues.' She thought, sighing dramatically. 'Especially where I'm concerned.' Blindly, Buffy groped her way to her bedroom and threw herself onto her bed. "God, Dawn thinks of me as the other woman! To her, I am the woman that caused her parents to break up." She smothered her face into her pillow. 'No wonder she hates me.' Suddenly Buffy threw the pillow to the side. "Then why does Dawn want me to date Spike?"
Buffy held her head in her hands and thought about what had happened so far today. It seemed like such a long time ago. It seemed like years ago that she was battling Dracula, not a few hours ago. She had been so preoccupied with Spike and Dawn that she hadn't even remembered to call Giles to see what time he needed her for training tomorrow. "It has been a very long day." Buffy was so caught up in her own thoughts that she didn't even hear the phone ring until it stopped and Joyce yelled up at her to answer it.
"Hello?" Buffy asked her mind still reeling from her recent conversation with Dawn.
'Hey, Buffy.'
"Riley. Hi."
'You seemed surprised to hear from me.' Her boyfriend responded.
Buffy blushed. She hadn't even thought of Riley since they left the Count's mansion. "Yeah, I'm just a little preoccupied. I'm vamp sitting."
'Huh?' Riley asked confused.
"Dawn is staying with Mom, and me for the week." Buffy explained.
'Who's Dawn?' Riley asked confused.
"Dawn, Spike's daughter." Buffy clarified rolling her eyes. Riley had seen Dawn at least a dozen times, yet he always seemed to forget who she was.
'Right.' Riley said as he pretended to remember hearing about Dawn. He always remembered who she was. How could he not? She was a byproduct of creatures who in his opinion were disgusting. So every time Buffy brought Dawn up, he would feign innocence. But this time, he screwed up. 'Professor Walsh once wanted to experiment on her.'
Buffy's eyes widened. "You mean to tell me that Walsh knew all along that Spike had a daughter and yet she still planned on using him for her experiments with ADAM?" Buffy asked angrily.
'Buffy, he's only a vampire, it doesn't matter.' As soon as Riley spoke, he immediately regretted his choice of words. 'Buffy.' He said sensing by her silence that she was angry.
"You know what, Riley, I'll talk to you later." Buffy said as she angrily hung up the phone. 'Riley worked with people who purposely stole a father from his daughter. How can I be with someone who knew that Professor Walsh not only separated a family, but who also wanted to experiment on a thirteen year old girl?' Sighing she threw herself back down onto her bed, and prayed for sleep.
The ground crunched under the man's feet as he walked through the woods. His platinum blonde hair, and pale skin shone brightly in the darkness while his black clothing helped him blend into the night. Next to him walked a petite woman with blonde flowing hair, and a certain bounce in her step that could only be attributed to love. Suddenly the man stopped, grabbed the woman's hand and began walking in a completely different direction.
"Spike!" The woman said laughing. "Where are we going? If you keep changing your mind, we'll never get there." She pouted slightly at him.
Spike stopped, and turned to face the woman. Smiling softly, he reached up and gently caressed her face with his left hand. "They won't find us Buffy. They can't find us. It has to be special." He explained to her. She smiled up at him, and gently pulled him into a passionate kiss.
"It'll be perfect." She promised him as she pulled away from the kiss, and smiled up at him.
Suddenly the couple was standing in a bedroom. Lit candles were scattered through out the room. A large bed with red silk sheets was in the center of the room. Rose petals were scattered across the bed. Buffy took a step backwards. "Spike, what's going on here?"
He cocked his head to the side and smiled at her. "You said you wanted everything to be perfect, love." He once again gently touched her face. "You will be mine." Spike said lovingly.
Suddenly, Buffy jerked away from him as though she was a different person. "No," She said angrily. "I'll never be yours."
Spike laughed softly at her outburst and took her back into his arms. "Why do you try to fight what is destined to happen?" His voice had a slight mystical tone to it. As Buffy began to struggle against him, he took her face into his hands and pressed his lips to hers. Immediately, Buffy stopped struggling against him and deepened the kiss. It was instinctive to her; as though this was something she did everyday.
Spike pulled his lips away from hers and began to plant kisses along her collarbone. She shivered and suddenly took her hands and gently tilted his face up to look at him. "I love you." Buffy said simply, her voice full of raw emotion. "I love you so damn much." She crushed her lips to his and pushed him towards the bed.
Hands were everywhere. Hot kisses were pressed onto whichever body part was the closest. Clothes were soon strewn in a pile on the floor. Next thing Buffy knew, she was naked on the bed with Spike hovering above her.
"Are you sure about this, love?" He asked her.
She nodded. "Yes, Spike. Make love to me." She pleaded between kisses. "Please."
Buffy Summers woke up in a cold sweat and her body jerked into a sitting position. "No, no, no." She told herself as she ran her fingers through her hair. "I am not in love with Spike. I can't be."
Meanwhile in LA, Spike, too, woke up in a cold sweat. "What in the bleeding hell was that?"