Disclaimer: I do not own BTVS or Angel, Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy does. "I wish I owned Spike!" Nope didn't work. Just checking to see if I had some Fairy Godparents lying around, that I didn't know about. Guess not...or do I? in background "I'm Cosmo! And I'm Wanda! And we're...YOUR FAIRY GODPARENTS! to computer Yes! (J/K!) Also, I don't own the song "Welcome to my Life" by Simple Plan.
A/N: Special thanks to my homegirl Michelle for letting me kill her, or letting Spike kill her actually, in the last chappie. And NO, I will not bring you back as Spike's loveslave! And NO, you cannot kill Dawn! P.S. To all my lemon-fans, its coming up! In the next few chappies! laughs evily Oh, and no last chapter recap, this time, too much to cover. On to the story! P.S.S. For all the grammar-freaks out there, I like to just say a big, SORRY!
A/N2: Finally I wrote the song-fic!!!! Yay me!!!! : ))
Chapter 9
Daylight shone through the small windows which lined the top of the apartment building's basement. It was a small room caked with layer of dirt and dust. She could feel the heat on the back of her head, even though her back-up singers, Jen and Tammi, were standing behind her, but it didn't matter as long as her adopted father wasn't catching any rays she was fine. Angel was sitting next to Willow on a small couch in the shadows of the basement. Dawn had been distant all morning and, finally, she was going to reveal her true feelings, like she always did, in song.
Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you
Do you ever wanna runaway?
Do you lock yourself in your room?
With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you screaming
No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Do you wanna be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more?
Before your life is over
Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside you're bleeding
No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
No one ever lied straight to your face
No one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay
Everybody always gave you what you wanted
Never had to work it was always there
You don't know what it's like, what it's like
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like (what it's like)
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life
After the song Dawn turned to her band "Great everybody, take 5." She walked off the stage to Angel and Will, who were calmly sitting down on a small dusty couch.
"That was great! You guys really know how to rock!" encouraged Willow, trying desperately to show Dawn that she cared.
"Yeah, I really liked it. Dawn, can I talk to you, alone?" Dawn looked a little surprised by Angel's seriousness, but shrugged it off and walked to the stairs with him.
"What's up?" she smiled.
"What's going on with you?"
"What do you mean?" her face turning uneasy.
"I mean, the last few days you've been acting strange. I don't know if its the record deal, or leaving Sunnydale, or..." he trailed off and stared at her, her cheeks became red with embarrassment. Dawn looked up at him, on the verge of tears. "It's Spike, isn't it?" Before Dawn could answer Tammi rushed at her frantically.
"My cousin, Michelle, was murdered last night!" she cried.
"Oh my god! What happened?" Dawn asked trying to change the subject.
"She was killed outside of Starbucks, I told you that place was evil! They found her in the alley, 2 holes on her neck and all of her blood was gone! I'm gonna call Johnny. Where is he today New York? Paris? London?" Dawn immediately felt guilty, it sounded like a vampire killing. It was her job to stop vampires from killing sweet, innocent girls, like Michelle.
"Do they know who did it?" questioned Angel playing along.
"Someone said they saw a guy with really blond hair leaving with her." Dawn face turned bright red as Angel glanced at her knowingly.
After they said their condolences, Angel stared to stare at Dawn, "What?" she asked brightly.
"Dawn, do you have something to tell me?" his expression became serious.
"Well..."
"Now, Dawn!" His eyes flecked yellow as he grabbed her shoudlers. Tears filled her eyes as she spoke.
"I should've done something...when I found out!" she hugged him as she weeped into his chest.
"What happened?" he whispered, holding her tightly.
"Spike's chip...it stopped working." she confessed.
After a long string of sighs, sobs, and mountains of guilt, she finally explained the whole story, from beginning to end. Angel tried to comfort her as well as he could but he was sure nothing would. He remembered the pain in Buffy's eyes when she found out he was Angelus, again. When he thought that Dawn was going through the same thing, it was enough to make him want to kill Spike. But that would be useless to the situation at hand.
Dawn fell asleep out of exhaustion a few hours later. Angel grabbed Willow and pushed her out of Dawn's bedroom.
"You know what we have to do now, right?!" he looked at her urgently.
"Let's get to work." she sighed as they walked into Angel's bedroom.
Nightfall comes fast in Sunnydale when you're a vampire on the loose, Spike thought. "What can I kill tonight?" he chuckled to himself into the darkness. He spotted a young girl who beared a striking resemblance to Dawn. He killed her in a instant but it didn't satisfy him. Even though she looked like Dawn, she wasn't a Slayer, she didn't put up any kind of fight, at all.
He decided he needed to act on her as soon as possible. If he was ever gona kill the Slayer tonight would be the night.
Dawn awoke that night she stumbled into the living room to see Jen and her boyfriend/Hell's Angels drummer, Sean, sitting on the couch making out. They stopped as soon as she entered the room. She sat down on the couch next to them, holding her head in pain.
"You guys can go fuck in the bedroom, if you want? Angel's my dad, not yours." she said with a giggle. The couple smiled as Jen pulled Sean into her bedroom and tightly shut and locked the door. "Use a rubber!" she called out to the closed door.
"Yes, mom!" they both yelled in unison.
Just then Angel came out of his bedroom, startling Dawn. "Are you okay?" he asked in a strange tone.
"Yeah, peachy. I'm just going out to patrol. I'll be back soon." she grabbed her red leather jacket and stake as she moved towards to the door. Angel ran to the door and stood in her way.
"Are you sure you should do that? Maybe I should go?"
"No." she was starting to get angry. "It's not your job, it's mine! I'm the Slayer! And because of me a girl in dead because of Spike! I'm not gonna let it happen again!" Angel stepped out of her way. Before she could get out the door, Angel grabbed her wrist.
"Whatever you do, give Spike a chance." Dawn looked at him as if he had just told her that Spike was an innocent little bunny.
"What are you talking about?"
"Just remember what I said." Dawn left in a state of confusion. Angel walked over to the couch and sat down. Willow came out of his bedroom and sat down next to him.
"Dawn left?" she asked.
"Yep, I just hope it happens before she kills him." he looked down at his shoes. "I remember Buffy's guilt when she had to kill me."
"It's okay, I'm sure this time will be different. Everything's done, it'll just be a matter of minutes before it works." she rubbed his back in small circles with the palm of her hand. "I know what'll make you feel better." Angel eyes lit up.
"I'll get the whipped cream, you get the..." he was interrupted by the sounds of pleasure coming out of Jen's bedroom. He looked at Willow in disgust. "What are they doing?!"
"I don't know, but it sure seems like fun." she said smiling maniacally.
Dawn had already dusted 3 vampires on the way to Spike's but none of them seem to slow her down at all. She was like a girl on a mission, and if she wasn't so busy thinks of more creative ways to kill Spike, then she would've laughed at the thought of cool spy background music playing in her head.
Spike knew she was on her way. Slayers can't resist the Big Bad, he thought, especially this one. Dawn flung open the door and strode in. Her emotionless face intimidated him, a little. He preferred it when he could play with their hearts and minds, as well as their bodies. She pushed him up against the wall but then backed away, recaping the last time she had him pinned against the wall.
"So, Nibblet wants to play, eh?"
"Shut up." she said quietly. "You don't get to call me that."
"Ah-ha. Struck a nerve, didn't I, pet? There she is, my...little...Nibblet." he walked towards her.
"No." she hit him with a flying kick to the jaw, causing him to collapse on the floor. "Ya didn't."
After thirty minutes of crushing blows and multi-colored bruises, they paused out of exhaustion. "This..is..going nowhere, Slayer." he stated in between pants. "We're just too evenly matched."
"Tired, William? Not me, I can go for miles." she punched him in the stomach, throwing him onto his bed. She jumped onto the bed over him, crushing his rib cage with her thighs. Before she could reach for the stake out of her pocket, Spike overpowered her and flipped her over on the bed, straddling her with his hand wrapped around her throat.
"Gotcha right where I want you, baby." Dawn panicked as he removed one hand from her neck and the other grip became tighter. The free hand moved down her blouse, caressing lightly, and he started to unzip her jeans. Dawn's body screamed for him but her mind was telling her that it wasn't right. "Wait, something's missing...umm...oh yeah!" His face suddenly changed, his eyes grew yellow. He removed his hand and dug his fangs into her neck. Dawn screamed out in pain but that just made him drink harder. Her cherry-flavored slayer/key/virgin blood was too much for him, he had to take a breath, which seems ridiculous because he is avampire and doesn't need to breathe.
Once he stopped Dawn thought it was the perfect time take advantage of her freedom. But before she could throw him off her Spike's face turned back to human-like and his eyes flashed green fire. He looked at her with an expression of fear.
"What happened?" he asked sweetly, like a scared little boy. She sat up on her arms and looked at him strangely.
"What's the last thing you remember?"
"I remember walking through the streets..."
"Yes, and?"
"A-And being angry?"
"At?" she asked getting annoyed.
"At Cecily, the love of my life."
"Holy shit!"
"What happened to your neck? I shall call the medic, at once? Wait, I'm beginning to remember." Tears began to fill his eyes.
"Remember, what?"
"Everything." he whispered, a single tear rolled down his cheek. "I think..." Dawn got her legs back from under him and looked deeply into his eyes. "I think, I have a soul."
A/N: 'Nother cliffhanger! I hope you love them, and if not, who cares. I am the author, I am god. Just throw flames, and I'll answer them as politely as I can. Beep you, you beeping beeps! Yo mama's a beep! BEEPITY BEEPITY BEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!!!! Thank you and good day or good night, depending on what time of day you are reading this. R&R, you beepers!!! J/K!