Disclaimer: Buffy, the Vampire Slayer, and Angel are property of Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy and the WB. Not mine, please don't sue.

A/N: As of 12-24-09, this story is in the process of being edited. Things have been removed, and new things have been added, but the plot is generally the same. If you love this story, you might want to re-read it. All the chapters of this story have been edited, and just need re-posted. If you've guessed what that means, good for you. For everyone else - YES, I'm finally going to finish the third fic, Last Sacred Blessing.

Yes, you read that right.

Everyone done having their heart attacks now?

Good, on with the fic. :)

Chapter 1: Bizzaro World

When Dawn opened her eyes, Buffy's worried gaze filled her vision. She placed a hand on her forehead and groaned, and peered at her.

"Dawn, are you ok?" Buffy asked her urgently. Dawn stared at her sister a moment, trying to get her blurry eyes into focus. There was something different about Buffy.

"Yeah, except for that fact there seems to be two of you." Dawn answered, rubbing her eyes. Boy did her head hurt.

"Hey! Just because I'm pregnant doesn't mean you get to make fat jokes." Buffy defended herself. Dawn's eyes nearly bugged out of her head. Buffy was pregnant?

"Buffy, what is going on?" She asked her sister, wincing at how loud her voice sounded. She nearly jumped a foot when Angel placed a hand on her head and smoothed her hair back. Dawn looked at him in shock, surprised to see him at her bedside.

"It's all right, Dawn." Angel comforted. "I think you're a little confused. Willow said that might be a side-effect of the spell." He told her.

"I'd say I'm more than a little confused here, Angel." Dawn replied. She sat up with a start as another thought occurred to her, and then grabbed at her head when it pounded. "Where's Connor?" She demanded, sounding panicked.

"Dawn, calm down." Buffy reassured her, placing hand on her arm. Dawn noticed that her sister was definitely pregnant. How had she missed that?

"Connor's in his room." Angel told Dawn, sounding surprised by her question.

"In his room?" Dawn echoed, feeling a little lost.

What the hell is going on here? She thought to herself.

That's when she really took in her surroundings. Her jaw dropped at she stared at familiar purple walls, child hood toys, and posters that belonged to a teen-aged girl.

*

Connor wondered if Dawn was ok. He'd come home from his last class at UC Sunnydale to find Dawn passed out on the living room rug. The half- melted candle and smell of sage indicated that she had tried to do some kind of spell, and Willow had come over shortly after to confirm it. They said she would be fine, but Connor couldn't help worrying.

He sighed and ran a hand through his cropped locks. He'd cut it to just above his chin a few weeks ago, in a vain effort to stop Dawn from teasing him about it. Now she just teased him about being vain. Angel had told him that Dawn had been trying to do some kind of memory spell, and that she'd asked Willow for help. Apparently, Dawn was terrified she would flunk her midterms. Connor shivered. It was kind of ironic, given the date.

It was the day the whole world changed.

*

Buffy noticed her sister visibly pale. Concerned, she took her Dawn's hand.

"Look, why don't you rest for a bit, and I'll come up to check on you later?" Buffy said. Dawn nodded, her eyes wide. Buffy hugged her, and then eased up off the bed. Dawn relished the feel of her sister's arms. She was shocked when Angel leaned over and hugged her too. It wasn't until that Angel had released her, and taken Buffy downstairs and that Dawn realized something.

She sat straight up in the bed she'd slept in since before she could remember, gasping for air. She'd spent the whole conversation with Buffy and Angel noticing the differences in Buffy. She's been too confused to pay attention to Angel's differences all that much. A sound much like that of Angel's heartbeat pounded in her ears, and she clasped a hand over her mouth.

Angel was human.

*

Connor debated on whether or not he should go up and check on Dawn. Deciding against it, he settled back against his pillows, and tried not to dwell on his thoughts. He'd wait until everyone was asleep, and then he'd go check on her. After that, he'd do a quick patrol, and be back in time to get some sleep before class tomorrow.

He sighed, deciding to work on some of his homework. He skipped over the math assignment, deciding it could wait, and pulled his English lit assignment towards him. Connor thumbed through the book till he found the story he needed, and started reading. He threw the book down five minutes later. He couldn't concentrate without knowing what was going on with Dawn.

She had no idea how he felt about her. Ever since...he shook his head. It was better not to think about it.

*

Buffy and Angel found Willow waiting on them in the living room. The red head seemed less perky than usual, but Buffy chalked it up to her being worried about Dawn.

"Did you get Dawnie all settled in?" Willow asked as Angel helped Buffy into the armchair.

"Yeah." Buffy answered, getting comfortable. Angel took a seat on the couch, next to Willow. "She seemed really out of it, Wills. Are you sure she'll be ok?" Buffy wanted to know.

"She'll be fine." Willow replied. "Don't worry about it. The stress isn't good for you." She admonished Buffy.

"I'm fine, stop worrying." Buffy refuted, giving her friend a grin. She ran her hand over her belly, reveling in it for the millionth time. Angel caught her gaze, and they shared a special smile. Sometimes Buffy could hardly believe that they were expecting a baby, much less married. It all felt like a really good dream in those moments.

"We worry because we love you." Angel told Buffy.

"I keep telling you that everything is going to be fine." Buffy said. Angel just smiled at her again. She knew he would keep on worrying. He always did.

*

Dawn swung her legs over the side of her bed, and rose on unsteady feet. She had waited until Buffy and Angel had gone to bed and Willow had left, before going to see Connor. Of course, he hadn't come to see her, so she wasn't sure if he would have any clue as to what was going on. She could only hope that he would be able to help her, and that if he didn't know what was going on, they could figure it out together.

She shivered as the chill from the floor traveled up to the edge of the nightgown she was wearing. Dawn grabbed her robe and slipped it on, before going over to her bedroom door and opening it quietly. She stepped out into the hallway, registering her surroundings. She stopped to look at the pictures on the wall. They were just as she remembered them growing up, except for two things. There was a wedding photo of Buffy and Angel, with her and Connor in it as well. Next to it was an 8x10 of Connor in his graduation robe. Maybe he wouldn't be the Connor she needed.

Dawn sighed and kept going, wondering where his room would be. She hadn't wanted to ask, and get that look from Buffy again. The one that said Buffy thought she was a mental patient. Opening the door down the hall, the one that Dawn remembered as Buffy's room, she was surprised to find a half-finished nursery. Clearly, Xander was putting it together for them. The other door upstairs must be Buffy and Angel's room, which left one other place in this house for Connor to be.

The basement.

*

Just as Connor was getting ready to head upstairs to check on Dawn, he heard the door to the basement open. He quickly lay back down on his bed, and feigned sleep. If it was Buffy or Angel, he didn't want them knowing that he was still up, and planning to patrol that night. He was shocked when his senses informed him that it was Dawn.

He opened his eyes and sat up abruptly, startling her. She shrieked, and he reached out to place a hand over her mouth.

"Shh! Do you want to wake up my dad and Buffy?" Connor hissed, trying to determine if she'd done exactly that. Dawn shook her head, and they waited silently to see if Buffy or Angel were moving about upstairs. Connor finally released her.

"Sorry." Dawn apologized.

"It's ok. I didn't mean to startle you." Connor accepted. He looked at her, and noticed she seemed a little pale. "Are you all right? Dad said you got a good knock on the head from that spell you did earlier." He went on.

"I'm fine." She answered, trying not to show that she was still in pain. He gave her a look that said he knew she was lying. "My head hurts a little." Dawn admitted.

"You should have stayed in bed." Connor reprimanded her gently. She tucked a loose lock of hair behind her ear, and he silently wished that he could do it for her. He longed for them to have the kind of relationship where he would have no qualms about touching her. She'd made it abundantly clear that was never going to happen, so he was surprised she was even down here talking to him.

"I had to talk to you about something." Dawn began, wondering how to ask him all the things she needed to know.

"It couldn't wait until morning?" Connor asked her. Dawn shook her head, and then groaned. He got up and filled a glass with water from the sink in his bathroom. One of the nice things about his room was the personal bathroom Buffy and his dad had had installed for him.

"It really couldn't." Dawn replied in a tone that made him look at her sharply. She noticed the look, and began to feel hopeful. Maybe he did remember.

"Well, what is it? Are you in some kind of trouble?" Connor questioned her, happy that he could help her with something.

"I'm not sure, but I think so." Dawn answered him. She took a small sip of the water he'd just handed her, and watched him sit across from her as she replied.

"Is it your midterms?" He wanted to know. Dawn shook her head.

"No, it's nothing like that." She said.

"Then what is it?" Connor was frustrated. How could he help the girl if she wouldn't tell him what was wrong? Dawn took a deep breath. Here went nothing.

"When did my sister and your dad get married?" Dawn asked him. His jaw dropped a little.

"What do you mean?" He demanded. "Don't you remember?" Dawn shook her head, tearing up.

"I don't remember a lot of other things too." She said. It was pretty clear that he had no clue about the other life that he'd lead, and feigning memory loss seemed like a better idea then trying to explain how they'd gone portal diving and somehow altered their lives.

"Like what?" He was stunned. Dawn had lost her memories?

"What happened that night with Glory on the tower? When did Angel become human?" Dawn let the questions hang in the air for a second. "And that's just the top coat." She went on, tears falling from her eyes.

In that moment, Connor did something he'd been dreaming about since he'd come to town with Angel. He pulled her into his arms, and held her as she cried.