"Hello, Miller & Associates, how may I direct your call?"
"Dawn? It's Jim from the Bronze."
"Oh, hi, what's up?"
"I just thought it would be a good idea if Hell's Angels did another set as a finale, you know?"
"I think that would be fine but let me just check with the band, okay. Listen I can't really talk right now, my boss is coming." She quickly hung up the phone. She looked at her watch. Her boss walked up to her.
"Mr. Miller," she said in a passive voice, "It's almost seven may I leave, sir." she stood up giving him his mail. He looked at her up and down examining her short skirt and low-cut blouse as if he had x-ray vision.
"Sure, but don't be late again. 9 o'clock means 9 o'clock, Dawnie." he said, his eyes still hopping from her legs to her chest. She hated that name, so she thought of something that would make her boss leave immediately.
"I won't be late again, I promise, and be sure to say hello to Mrs. Miller for me, would you?" she said innocently.
"Sure..umm..bye." he said breaking away from his trance and moving out the door.
She scoffed and rolled her eyes. She didn't like working 10-hour-days for Mr. Sleaze-bucket but the pay was good and he didn't care too much about her receptionist experience, which there was none. All he could care about was how well she looked in a mini-skirt, which she looked damn fine in.
She grabbed a stake and a vile of holy water from her bottom desk drawer and placed them in her jacket as she made her way to her other, surprisingly much less strenuous job.
To Dawn, walking through the cementary was like walking through the grocery store. A usual monotanous thing but a tiny bit exciting when you find something you want. However, in this case, she wanted to slay, and badly. She needed to work off some extra sexual tension since the meeting with Spike earlier that morning. So it was understandable when she picked a strange fight with the first vampire she saw.
The vampire was busy sucking some girl dry when Dawn threw the vile of holy water on his back, when she could've easily dusted him quickly where he stood. His skin sizzled and hissed as the holy water penatrated through his clothing. He turned around and lunged at Dawn. She kicked him in the head knocking him down. "So tell me something." She said looking at the frightened girl. She was younger than Dawn, about 14 or 15. She had dark brown hair and was gasping for breath while looking amazed at Dawn as she effortlessly was beating the vampire to bloody pulp.
"Why, when it comes to innocent, virginal girl, vampires start to act weird? I mean, I told him I loved him, he told me he loved me, I offered up my blood, he drinks some, we were about to fuck, then gets all moral on me and leaves town." The vampire jumped on her back and she flipped him over and kicked him in the stomach. At this point the girl half afraid of the vampire and half afraid of Dawn's psycho babble. "Now after 5 years he comes back..." The vamp charged at her and she hit him in the face with her forearm. He fell and she staked him in the heart, he exploded in a cloud of dust. She walked over to the girl. "...and boom..." She said punching her fist against her hand, making the girl wince slightly. "...expects all to be forgiven, I mean, holy shit! What do you think? Am I being too unreasonable?" Then she heard footsteps coming towards her so she turned around. It was Spike.
"Hello, Nibb..I mean..Dawn. Fine night for slaying, eh?" Because Dawn was now distracted the young girl took it upon herself to run like hell in the other direction. Dawn didn't seem to care.
"Hi, Spike." she scoffed and rolled her eyes. "What do you want?" emphasizing the word "you", this made her sound like a evil cheerleader.
"Just wanted to know..uhh..if you..umm..wanted to go...for a walk..ya know..with me, I mean." Dawn looked at him strangly he seemed nervous, almost like a school boy asking out a girl for the first time. This made her chuckle quietly to herself. He was well over a century in age and he rarely had first times anymore (although the first time he'd used a cell phone was pretty damn funny) and asking out a girl, certainly wasn't one of them or maybe it was the first time he ever "asked" out a girl, she thought, his unlife was probably filled with grabbing his victims and fucking them till they bled, but asking a girl first, before fucking till they bleed, that was totally different. This made her laugh a little louder. Spike reacted like she had just staked him in his chest, this time not missing his heart. She was laughing at him, he thought, that bitch!
"Fine, walk home alone then, see if I care. I hope something big and hairy jumps out and knocks off your head with one blow!" Spike yelled defensively. "I just asked you for a walk, not marriage. Have fun, Slayer, you stupid..." Spike was cut off by Dawn's raging laughter. "You know what..!" Dawn continued to laugh at Spike's display, at this point she wouldn't be surprised if he had sticked out his tongue at her. "Bye, Dawn" he said as he turned around.
"No, wait, Spike. I'm sorry. " she said surprised how badly he handled rejection.
"So you wanna take that walk?" he said stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"Oh, I can't, I have to meet a friend at the Bronze." Spike's face started to look defensive again when Dawn reassured him. "But you're welcome to come."
"Alright then." his face lit up, Dawn giggled a bit as they started to walk side by side. Dawn sensible side was screaming out at her. Why are you so dumb?! He's a vampire you're a Slayer and as soon at you let your guard down he'll kill you! Then her carefree side joined the conversation. He still has the chip and hewouldn't hurt her, he loves her. Plus you just proved my point. She's a Slayer she can take care of herself. Dawn decided to ignore them both completely, she was having too much fun laughing and talking with Spike over just about every light topic she could think of carefully avoiding any talk about his last night in Sunnydale or any dreary event after. She just wasn't ready to have that conversation with him yet.
When they arrived at the Bronze Dawn got suddenly very worried when she remembered who she was supposed to be meeting. Oh shit, she thought, this is gonna be pleasant. As they walked in Spike noticed she seemed to be scanning the crowd a bit more throughly than if you were just looking for someone. They sat down at a secluded table in the back, the waitress came over to them. "What can I get you?"
"A beer." said Spike
"Two, please and a shot of Jack Daniels." she called out as the waitress walked away. Spike looked shocked when Dawn noticed this she simply let out a "What?"
"You shouldn't be drinking, you're not old enough."
Dawn looked at him innocently, "What are you going to do about it, tell my mommy?" she said biting her lip a little. Then she smirked at him and called out to the waitress. "Make it a double."
Spike smirked back at her, "Two doubles."
The drinking contest progressed then ended with the score Spike 50 shots and Dawn 50 1/2. Spike had let her win to stop the game before she had drunken herself into a coma. Spike who had been drinking for long long time and could hold his liquor very well seemed unchanged by the large amounts of a variety of spirits, Dawn, however, was not that stable. Her eyes were bloodshot, her voice was slurred, and she looked like hell. He knew then it had to be love because to him she still looked like a goddess. Then she suddenly started to cry, Spike tried to comfort her but he didn't know what to say. He put his strong arms around her squeezing her some.
"I'm sorry, Spike. I've lied to you."
"What about, luv." he said ignoring her rule as he brushed the hair away from her face.
"I told you I've fucked a lot since you left."
"And you haven't." said Spike with an all-knowingly look on his face.
"Nuh, uh." she said shaking her head. "Not even once, I'm still a..."
Spike jaw dropped to the ground. "...virgin." he gulped. She nodded her head.He knew she loved him but to a point where she couldn't think of another man just was too much for him. She gently put his arm around her waist and kissed her forcefully. Her eyes widened at the surprise kiss, and also at the erection being pressed against her hip. Once she got accostumed to his lips on hers she closed her eyes. In an instant her eyes shot open, then she pulled away and started to weep in her half-empty shot glass. Spike was a little shocked but then he put his arms around her again thinking, How could you be such a ponce, kissing her right after she told you she was a virgin, now she'll think you only want to get in her pants. Though, that would be excellent, you hadn't had a virgin in a long time. What! Stop thinking with your cock and comfort her And with that scolding he switched back into sensitive-man mode.
"Shh, Nibblet, Shh. It'll be okay." Being careful not to touch in any way that would set his nether regions on fire.
"No, it won't." she said looking up at him. "How can I still love you. You left me, all alone."
Spike felt like he died again. First at the fact that she just admitted she still loved him, at this he went to heaven. Then, at the fact that she had been alone because of him, this sent him to hell. "What?" he said choking on his beer.
"You left me , with nobody. Xander and Anya moved to New York, Willow and Tara got married, and Giles..." she trailed off too drunk to finish her sentence.
"Giles what?" he said looking curious.
"He left, too."
Spike's mind was racing. Why would he still leave if he knew she'd alone "When?"
"The night you left? He didn't know. I was all alone until he came..." After he long string of sentences was passed out on the bar.
"Who?" Spike said urgently trying desprately to wake her.
"Me." said a voice from behind.
Spike turned around. He was a tall man around 6'1. He was broad and had short, dark brown hair gelled to stick straight up. Instantly Spike who he was and grimaced at the sight of him, he turned back around to face to bar. "Angelus." he whispered sarcastically as he gulped his last drop of liquor.