Disclaimer: (singing) I do not own BTVS or Angel! Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy does! La! La! La! Sorry, I just felt like singing.
A/N: I'm sorry this chapter took so long, called it dramatic suspense. No, probably just laziness.
Last Chapter Recap
"What is it, luv? Whatever your heart desires, it's yours. Just name it."
"Well,..." she smiled and looked like she was actually thinking about. Even though she knew exactly what she wanted. "Anything?" Spike nodded his head. "Okay, it's..."
Chapter 11
"Skee-ball!" yelled Spike in a full arcade, but he soon calmed down. "Yep, why did I expect anything else from you. Once a child," he laced his hand with hers and kissed it lightly, "always a child."
"Hey, watch it! I'm not a kid anymore, it's just...skee-ball was my last happy memory of my childhood before I learned what a Slayer was. I never had a real excuse to go until now. Let me play!" She tried to pull away but he grabbed before she got to the machine.
"Ya know, all those memories aren't really true?"
"I know, but it's easier to beleive in the fake memories than have none at all. Plus," she smirked, "I wouldn't trade the memory of the first time I pictured you naked for anything." She gazed at him up and down, and licked her lips. "Yummy!" Out of shock, Spike, instantly, let go of her hand as she walked, no, kinda skipped away. He approached her, almost frightened, definitely interested but composed himself back to normal just as he reached her.
"And when was that?" Spike asked as he nuzzled her neck then nibbled on her earlobe.
"I was about 12 or 13, when you came back to Sunnydale and kidnapped Wil and Xand. I remember you were in the kitchen with my mom, when you asked for those wittle marshmellows. You were so cute!"
"Cute! I tried to kill your sis and I kidnapped her friends and you thought I was cute? I just can't win with you, can I?"
"No, not really, but that was when I was young. Now, well, I still think you're adorable, but now you're fuckin' hot!" she mock shivered and put some tokens in the skee-ball machine. She threw the first ball, it landed in the 20 point hole.
"Glad to hear it, luv." he blew into her ear and flicked his tongue on her earlobe. She was so distracted, she didn't notice him take the 2nd skee-ball in his hand and toss it up the ramp completely missing all the holes. "Guess, I'm not that good at this. But I know something else I'm very good at."
At Dawn's apartment Willow frantically searched for her jacket. "We gotta find them!" cried Willow.
"Calm down, Wil, isn't it my job to freak out."
"Yes, it definately is, but think about it. What if he didn't get his soul back in time? What if she killed him? She could walking the streets, alone and scared, wanting to kill herself. You know how dramatic she is! What if he didn't get his soul back at all and she listened to you and gave him a chance. She could be dead." she found her jacket and clumsily put it on.
"And you bring this to my attention now? What are we waiting for?" They made their way towards the door, but all of sudden Angel stopped short.
"Where would she be?"
"I think I might have an idea? What was the one thing she really enjoyed as a kid?"
"Skee-ball!" they said in unision.
In the back room of the arcade Spike and Dawn were making out on the floor. Their hands roaming each other's bodies. Spike stopped and stared at her, lovingly.
"Is something the matter?" Dawn asked.
"No, just enjoying you. I love you, Nibblet."
"I love you, too, Spike. William." she added as she brushed her tongue against his neck then bit down, drawing a bit of blood.
"Oh god, I want you." moaned Spike.
"Then take me, Big Bad." Dawn gasped. Spike kissed her passionately and was just about to take off her shirt when the door burst open. Angel and Willow stood at the door in shock, staring at the two. Sounds of disgust came out of their mouths as they shielded their eyes.
"Don't you gits knock!" yelled Spike, getting up off of Dawn.
"Yeah, how did you even find us?" Dawn looked up at them
"Uhh, sorry. Umm, we were trying to find you, Dawn, and we just thought of something you really liked to do." nervously replied Willow as Angel just continued to stare in shock.
"Well, as far as I know she really likes doing what we were just doing before you two pounded down the door. Okay, I get how you found the arcade but how did you find us in here? Spying on the girl, huh, daddy?" he glared at Angel. Angel was still speechless.
"Angel, answer him!" called Dawn, quite curious herself about this matter.
"No, I'm not spying on you." he stated defenisively as if just coming out of a trance. "Never. Well, maybe once, but not now. We gave the manager your descriptions and he said he saw you two sneaking back he...I smell him all over you. Did you two have sex!"
"Angel! What's important is that Spike's not dust, right?" Willow looked at him coldly. Angel was about to say something rude or accusatory when her voice stopped him "Right?"
"Right. But...did you?" question Angel, sheepishly. Spike smiled and Dawn hesitated. Angel and Willow's face took a shocking turn. "Oh my god!"
"Whoa, reverse effect!" nearly yelled Willow. "Like when you have sex, Angel, you lose your soul, but I guess with Spike, he gets..his..soul..back." Willow finally realized that everyone in the room was now staring at her. "Well, it's true."
"We didn't!" defended Dawn. "He got his soul back before... wait, how did you know that? You have been spying on me!"
"No, we haven't, I swear." pleaded Angel.
"You do, me too! See, damn, hell, ass, bugger, bloody, bitch, bastard, and finally, fuck. That one's my favorite!" said Spike, idiotically.
"Shut up, Spike!" all three shouted in unision.
"So, what did you guys do?" Dawn glared at Angel and Willow.
"We..umm..uhh..sorta..kinda..."
"Spit it out, Wil!" screamed Dawn.
"We gave him his soul back!" explained Willow, rapidly.
"You did what!" Spike shouted.
"We...gave Spike his soul back." Angel tried to look as innocent as possible. In vain, of course, when you're a vampire dressed in black leather, it's hard for people to think you're innocent. Go figure!
"I can't beleive you!" Dawn shouted as she walked into her apartment followed by Angel, Willow, then Spike, dragging along behind still confused.
"I just wanted you to be happy. I didn't want you to go through the same thing with Spike like your sister did with me. I know it was horrible for her."
"And the worse part is...you forgot my birthday." she murmured quietly.
"You swine!" Spike accused. "You should be ashamed of yourself. You forget your own daughter's birthday?" he pulled Dawn in for a hug.
"I'm sorry, sweetie." Angel walked over to Dawn and pushed Spike out the way. "I can take it from here, Spike." When Spike moved away Angel knew that it was more than just getting back at him by screwing his daughter. This was real. All joking aside, Spike really loved Dawn. "Happy Birthday."
"Thanks." she sniffled and wiped away her tears. "Now, that that's out of the way. We've got a wedding a plan!"
"What?" Angel and Willow said at the same time.
"The Nibblet and I are tying the knot."
"You're what?" called a voice from behind. Standing in the doorway was Xander and Anya. "Holy cheese on toast!" said Xander. Giles and Tara came in behind them.
"What's happening?" asked Tara.
"Dawn and Spike are getting married." said Anya.
"What? I leave her in your care and you seduce her into marrying you!" an enraged Giles shouted.
"For 5 years I've been on my own, as the Slayer. And now everybody from my past is comin' out of the woodwork. Where will it end? Buffy? Mom? The toothfairy?"
"The Slayer?" everyone said loudly except Spike, Angel and Willow.
"I give up! I really give up." said Dawn as she lifted her arms over her head in surrender and plopped down on the couch. "What else, huh? What the fuck else will go wrong today!"
"Surprise!" yelled Jen as she came out of her bedroom followed by Hell's Angels and practically everyone is Sunnydale. "Happy 20th Birthday, Dawn!"
"Aw, hell no!"
A/N: Poor Dawn! You all were wondering what was going on with the others well there you go. Again, sorry about the wait. Please forgive me! And check out my new store Explanations and Revalations.Byez!