Happy Birthday Dawn!

"What does the Dawnster want for her very special 18?" Xander asked.

"A car!" Dawn couldn't help but say.

"And in one word: no," Xander responded.

"Come on, I'm totally responsible," Dawn wheedled, "Please?"

Xander winced, she was doing the puppy eyes, dammit, and he would not fall for them this time.

"No," He said unconvincingly.

"Xander, if I have a car, I won't have to walk at night," Dawn said.

Xander paused, "Well…" then remembered what he should say, "NO!"
Dawn pouted, "I'm gonna need one for college,"

Oh crap, she'd done the Summers Pout, everyone fell for that, especially him.

"Ask Willow," He squeaked out before running away.

Dawn grinned; oh yeah, the pout worked every time.

"Wow Dawnie, 18 tomorrow," Willow said with a smile as she, Tara and Dawn walked around with their ice-cream cones. They were walking around town after their ritual movies-and-ice-cream-Friday.

"Yep," Dawn said cheerfully, popping the 'p'.

"Buffy would be so proud of you," Tara said and Dawn gave her a smile, "Thanks,"

"So, Willow, about that car," Dawn began with a hopeful look.

Willow laughed, "Maybe for graduation,"

"Yay!" Dawn giggled and took a big bite out of her ice cream cone.

"Oh, I almost forgot, is there anyone else you want to come over tomorrow for our little presents-and-cake party?" Tara asked.

"Yeah," Willow added, "We've got the Scooby Gang and Spike, anyone else?"

Dawn felt the usual tingles at Spike's name, "Nah, I wish Giles could be here though,"

Willow nodded, "Me too."

They were now in front of the house and Willow took out her keys to unlock the door.

"What time is it?" Tara asked and Dawn looked at her watch and made a face, "Midnight." Then her frown disappeared and was replaced with a huge grin, "I'm officially 18 years old!"

"I thought you weren't born till three in the afternoon?" Tara teased and Dawn rolled her eyes, "Fine ruin my fun." She said and all three giggled.

"I'm pooped. Must be all that horror and bloodshed from the movie," Willow yawned with a pointed look at Dawn, "As if we don't have enough of that."

Dawn shrugged sheepishly, "I think it's funny."

Tara yawned, "I think I'm heading up too."

Dawn sighed. "Me three, but we're staying up all night tomorrow," Dawn warned.

Willow nodded, "Check, all-nighter on Saturday."

"Night Dawnie."

"Night you guys." Dawn called and then shut her door and flopped on her bed and closed her eyes.

She then heard a knock at her window and smiled, "Come in Spike."

She heard the creak of the window being pushed up and a swish of leather as he climbed through.

She then opened her eyes, "Hey."

"Saw you coming home, figured I'd stop by," He said, his voice deep and rumbley, as he climbed onto her bed and peppered her face with kisses.

"Uh huh," Dawn murmured.

"So legal now aren't you?" he asked trying to sound innocent.

Dawn laughed, "Little late for that."

Spike shrugged, "Guess we'll have to make the best of it,"

"You know what we have to do, right?"

Spike moaned, "We have to?"

Dawn giggled, "Okay you just sounded like a five-year-old. And you know we do, besides it's not like they can do anything about it, I'm legal."

"Except dust me," Spike muttered darkly.

"They won't," Dawn promised and gave him a sweet kiss, "I'll protect you."

Spike scoffed, "I don't need protecting."

"Well then, I'll just have to take care of you…some other way," she teased, running a finger down his chest.

"Open to that suggestion," Spike purred, running his hand up her shirt.

"Dawn?" Dawn heard Tara ask through the door.

Her eyes snapped open and mouthed 'shit'. Spike silently and quickly slipped out the window.

"Yeah?" Dawn called, hoping she didn't sound breathless.

Tara opened the door a crack, "I was wondering if you knew what happened to my tooth brush?"

"Uh, no." Dawn said with a shake of her head.

"Oh, sorry. I'll see you in the morning," Tara paused, "Or later this morning."

Dawn laughed, "Night."

As soon as the door shut Spike peeked his head back in.

"Oh no you don't," Dawn shook her head and gently pushed him back out the window.

"We'll be as quiet as mice," Spike said, trying to kiss her.

Dawn put her hands on her hips, "No. I promise you tomorrow night. After all I'll be officially 18 by then," she said with a cheeky grin.

Spike groaned, "Fine, but you're getting punished."

Dawn gave him a sultry smile, "Promise?"

Spike groaned again only this time not from disappointment.

"Gonna be the death of me."

Dawn shook her head mockingly, "You say that every time." And sent him down with a deep kiss.

Spike made his way down the tree and waited till she shut the window before responding, "Cause it's true."

"Happy birthday Dawnie!" Everyone said bringing in a chocolate cake.

Dawn smiled as they sang the birthday song and she leaned over and blew out the candles. All of them at the same time-Yay Dawn!

"Go Dawnster with the candle-blowing," Xander cheered.

"Yay! Now presents," Anya demanded. Everyone chuckled at Anya going on about how great presents were, "Like free money."

Dawn ripped open her first present and admired the gorgeous blue silk shirt-perfect for Bronzing-from Willow and Tara.

"Thanks guys," Dawn squealed with a hug for each of them.

As she was on her second present from them, the doorbell rang and Xander answered it with a "Well if it isn't Deadboy Jr."

"Hello Whelp," Spike sneered and walked into the living room to Dawn who was sitting on the floor with a smile pile of presents and whispered in her, "Sorry luv, had to miss the birthday song, don't really fancy singing."

Dawn pretend to be surprised, "Why? You have a great voice!"

He rolled his eyes at her, "ha bloody ha." And Dawn flashed him a grin before resuming present opening.

Her next present was a CD she'd been wanting for ages, "Thanks again!"

Then Anya handed her a bag that had been neatly stuffed with tissue paper, "Here!"

"I don't know what it is, she wouldn't tell me," Xander explained as Dawn read the card.

"Well of course not, she'd give you puppy eyes and a pout and you'd tell her. I can't have that."

"Oh," Xander said.

Dawn reached in and pulled out the strange shaped plastic and when she'd pulled it out for everyone to see it went silent.

A vibrator.

"You're legal adult now and fully capable of having sex and you should know what pleases and give yourself extremely pleasurable orgasms. Like Xander gives me," Anya explained for the stunned crowd then glared at her, "You can't have Xander."

"I'll remember that," Dawn said slowly then glanced at Spike who merely raised an eyebrow and had a smirk on his face. That promptly brought a slight blush to her cheeks. Too bad Anya didn't know she already had a very nice walking talking vibrator.

"Well," Willow said, still shocked, "We still have that one more…thing,"

Xander clapped his hands, "Right. Let's all go get that." And with that everyone left leaving Dawn and Spike alone.

Spike slid over to Dawn on the couch and kissed her deeply which Dawn fully responded to. After they pulled apart Dawn stared at the vibrator in her hand, "I still can't believe Anya gave me this."

Spike chuckled, "What else was she gonna give you, money?"

Dawn smiled at that, "True."

"Oh, I have something to give you," Spike said suddenly, jumping away and pulling out a box. He was so nervous he dropped it on the ground.

"Bugger." He mumbled and dropped down, trying to find where the box rolled.

"Here," he said as he found it and shoved it in Dawn's hands.

Dawn frowned, puzzled, and opened the box slowly to reveal a beautiful white gold ring with a simple sapphire in the middle.

"Do you like it?" Spike said quietly, slightly nervous. Dawn couldn't speak, in awe of how simply beautiful it was.

The gang decided at that moment to walk in with their surprise present and saw Spike on his knees in front of Dawn who was holding a velvet box with a shiny ring.

"Yes!" Dawn cried out and hugged him and kissed his cheek. It was silent for a moment as the gang stared in shock.

"Oh my god," Willow said, her eyes wide and Tara nodded dumbly.

"O dear Lord," the 'surprise' said.

"You can't marry the Evil Undead!" Xander shrieked, not sounding very manly.

"Do you think he gives her lots of good orgasms?" Anya wondered out loud.

TO BE CONTINUED

(I KNOW! So cruel of me, but I had to-don't worry the second part will be up in a day or two-promise!)