Karma: I know I have some errors in the first chapter about how Spike acts around his daughter. But most of those are intentional because I can see Spike as the kind of father who doesn't want his little girl to grow up, so he still treats her like a little girl, most of the time. And addressing the parental situation again, as far as Spike and Dru know, Dru is the mother. And now, on with the story!
Buffy Summers sat on her bed in the dark confines of her room. She sighed and lay down on the bed. It had been too long since she had seen him, and she was worried. He said he would be back within the week, and the week was up. He didn't sound like he would be back the next week either. She sighed again and closed her eyes.

Suddenly, a bright light filled her room, and then disappeared. She opened her eyes and sat up. "Hello?" Buffy called out into the dark room. There was no response. She walked closer to the door. "Hello?" All of a sudden, Buffy found herself pushed up against a wall. She looked up at the cocky peroxide blonde before her.

"Hello, love." He smirked at her.

"Spike." She breathed. "You're back."

"I told you I would be, love. Didn't I?"

Buffy nodded. "But I didn't think you would come back."

He smiled. "Love, I would always come back for you." With that, his mouth descended onto hers, kissing her breathlessly.

"Spike." She said pulling away. "Need to breathe." He smiled at her and began to kiss her neck. "Don't stop. Please don't ever stop."

"Wasn't planning on it, love."

Suddenly, the dark room faded away and Buffy found herself in a small, but cozy house. She looked around the living room. Barbie dolls and My Little Pony dolls littered the floor. Buffy raised an eyebrow, as she looked around the room. "Dawn Crawford!" She called out.

Within seconds, a little girl in pink overalls ran up to her. "Mummy! You're 'ome!" She called out in a thick accent. She leapt up into her mother's arms. "I've missed you!" Buffy smiled and curled a finger around her daughter's brown pigtails.

"Honey, has Clem been dressing you again? You're in all pink." Buffy commented.

Dawn smiled and jumped out of her mother's arms. She flashed Buffy a smile, showing off a missing tooth. "Clem says pink and pigtails are in fashion for six year olds."

Buffy raised an eyebrow. "Is that so, Dawnie?"

The little girl nodded. "Clem says i' is."

"And does Clem always speak the truth?" Buffy asked.

"Always." Dawn said seriously.

Buffy shook her head. "And where is your father?"

Dawn smiled and ran to a small staircase. "Da!" She hollered. "Mummy's back!"

Buffy laughed at her daughter's antics. Suddenly she felt strong arms wrap around her waist from behind. Quickly, she spun around to find a smirking Spike. "Don't do that!" She complained.

He just laughed and kissed her. "I love you." Spike said smiling.

"Ew. Do you 'ave ta do that? It's gross." Dawn complained.

Spike shook his head and kissed Buffy again.
In LA, Spike woke up in a cold sweat. "Bloody 'ell!" He swore as he sat up. That was the fifth time he had had that dream since he had arrived in LA, and it was driving him insane. He didn't know what the dream meant, but he was afraid he had some idea of what it meant. He sighed and ran his hands through his hair.

Suddenly he was aware of ringing. He looked next to the bed, and saw his cell phone laying on the nightstand. "What?" He snapped answering it.

'Hi, Da!' A perky voice greeted him.

Spike smiled. "Hey, Dawnie. What time is it?"

'It's three in the afternoon. Were you still sleeping?' Dawn sounded worried about waking her father.

"I just woke up, love." Quickly he switched into father mode. "Are you okay, Dawn? Everything's all right in Sunnyhell, right?"

Dawn sighed. 'Relax, Da. Everything's fine.'

"Then why are you calling?" Spike asked suspiciously.

'Can't I call me own da without wanting anything in return?' She asked innocently.

"Dawn." He said sternly.

She sighed. 'Fine. I was wondering when you were coming back. It's been a week already, and-'

"The slayer is driving you mad already?" Spike asked smiling.

Dawn sighed again. 'It's not that. It's just. She keeps blaming me for everything. I mean, Joyce is sick and-'

Suddenly, Spike was worried again. "What do you mean she's sick? Is she going to be okay?"

Again, Dawn sighed. 'The doctors don' know. She keeps getting these 'eadaches, but they don' know what's causing 'em.'

"She'll be fine, pet. Joyce is a strong one." Spike reassured his daughter.

'I know that. It's Buffy I'm worried about. She's worried about 'er mum and keeps taking everythin' out on me.' Dawn complained.

"Well, I'll be 'ome soon, Bit." Spike told her. "I dun know how much more of me sire I can take anyways."

'Ave you seen, mum, yet?' Dawn asked anxiously.

Spike sighed. "No, love."

'Oh,' Dawn said disappointed. Suddenly Spike was aware of yelling in the background. 'Opps, I woke 'er, up. I gotta go.'

Spike was confused. "You woke who up? Joyce?"

Dawn sighed. 'No, I woke up Buffy. She 'ad a late night last night and was sleeping.'

Suddenly Spike's eyes widened. 'It 'as to be a coincidence.' He thought as he added up the fact that they were both asleep at the same time. He shook his head.

'She 'asn't been sleeping well, because she's been 'aving these odd dreams.' Dawn said confirming Spike's worst suspicions. 'I gotta go, love you, Da.'

" 'Ey, Dawn." Spike said stopping her from hanging up the phone.

'Ya?'

"Nice to see that you've gotten your accent back." Spike said sarcastically as he hung up the phone. Spike sighed and ran his hands through his hair. 'It has to be a coincidence. It's not possible to have the same dream as someone else, right?' He asked himself.

He looked up as a knock sounded on at his door. "Yeah?" He asked.

Angel stuck his head into Spike's room. "We've found Drusilla."
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