AN: Dawn's around 19. Lives in her own apartment. And that's basically it. Well, she never had a real realtionship with Spike before; they were just friends. But, of course, she had a crush on him. Yeah, that's all.

Enjoy.


Chapter 5

"Does it bother you that we haven't found out why you're here?" Dawn asked William.

He stopped braiding her hair and answered her.

"Not really. It's like a free, soddin' vacation."

She leaned her body back, so she was rested on his lap. Looking up at him, she gave him a smile.

"No offense, but you haven't really been a vampire these few weeks. I haven't seen you drink any blood. Isn't that unhealthy? Are you going to lose your pale glow?" she questioned again.

Over the time that Dawn had found William, she had come with a liking towards him. She couldn't even describe the way she felt with him around. If Spike was her best friend, then William was her...just everything. He was basically Spike, but without the censoring. He was just so much more. True, it could have probably be the sex that made her have such a great connection with him. Because it was really great sex. But this didn't mean she didn't miss Spike. Spike knew so much more of her life and there is something to be said about people already knowing instead of having to retell everything all over again. Spike was more aware of her habits and quirks and just everything.

When it came down to it, she loved each of her "spike's" the same.

"I've been feeding," he told her with a distracted look.

She put her hand up to his face and gave him a small smile. And then an idea popped into her head.

"You up to something new?" she asked.

Noticing the glint in her eye, he questioned her. He lied about the feeding. And he wondered if she knew that. It amazed him that someone with so much feeling and heart could care for him. He was a cold blooded murder. Tortured and maimed millions of people. And she knew that. And it didn't bother her. But it bothered him. She was like a saint compared to him. He almost felt dirty when he was with her. He was a demon, for fucksakes. He wasn't suppose to feel. But with Dawn, he did. Thus he hadn't fed since he arrived. And he was feeling the repercussions from it too.

"What do you have in mind?"

Giving him a sly smile, she laid down on the bed and exposed her neck to him.

"I want you to bite me," Dawn began.

William's eyes went wide and he started to protest, but she stopped him.

"Will, love. Just shut the fuck up and bite me."

He smirked and nodded his head. Had to do what his new goddess said.

While vamped out, Dawn slowly traced his ridges. Feeling his demon flesh underneath her gave her chills in all the right places.

"Beautiful," she whispered as her hand dropped lower and to his teeth. Slicing the tip of her finger on them, she let him suck the blood off. He closed his eyes as he felt the key and slayer tinted blood slide down his throat. Dawn was a real treat. She tasted better than his first slayer. He knew he had to have more.

"You sure?" he asked wanting to settle out any last jitters she had.

"Just do the damn thing," came her reply excitedly.

"It's gorgeous," she grinned while she started into the mirror. The bite that William had given her had healed and looked nice. Running her fingers over it, she bit her lip.

"You do good work."

He walked up behind her and put his arms around her. Though she couldn't see his reflection, she found his eyes in the mirror at the direct spot he was looking at. She gave him another smile.

"I try," he replied.


Wow, I really don't like the whole new It's way too confusing for me. Anyway, hope you liked this chapter. I'm off of my writers block for this story, though Im still confused on where I'm going to go. If you have any tips on what you want to happen between the three, review and I'll think about it. (: Thanks you guys.

R&R.