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.


After she could control her sobs, she followed Cordelia and Angel to a room upstairs. She sat down on a couch and curled up into her self. Angel sat down across from her and Cordy sat right beside her.

"Tell me, Dawn, what you did with Spike. Was it... I mean, did he..." he trailed off, the words hard to find.

"How'd you know me and Spike had sex?" she asked in a small voice. Cordelia's eyes went wide and tucked a piece of hair behind Dawn's ear.

"I could smell it all over you. But did he..."

"Force me?" she finished for him. With the nod of his head, she shook her head. "No, he-Well. That's not why. I mean..." She took a deep breath. "I'm more here for William."

"William?" Cody and Angel both asked.

"Yeah, I mean... We still don't know why he's here. And he was so mean to me this morning. Both him and Spike got me drunk last night and, ugh, there's no telling what happened. But I woke up with a massive hangover and feeling all after-sex achy and then he called me a whore. and then-"

She broke down crying again. Her shoulders racked from the force of the sobs and she had her hands up to her head.

Angel was trying to distinguish everything she just said. Apparently her pain did come from Spike and William, whoever that was. As he backtracked on what she said, he realized that she had had sex before this incident. Blood boiled in his veins when he thought about that information.

"You've had sex?" he roared and she rolled her eyes.

"I'm nineteen, Angel. I haven't been a virgin in a long time."

she sniffled a few times and tried to wipe up the tears.

"Come here, Dawnie," Cordy said with a tissue in her hand. she dabbed underneath her eye and onto her cheek. Makeup smeared and showed the growing bruise. With the way they both were staring, she could tell that her injuries were showing. Her hands went straight to cover it up, but Cordelia, with gentle fingers, slowly peeled them off.

"Did he-Did he do that to you?" she asked as she continued to clean off the makeup. Dawn didn't answer, but took the back of her hand and swiped off the dark lipstick on her lips. The ex-cheerleader brought a finger to Dawn's lip. Blood covered the pad of it.

"You need to tell us the full story. Now," Angel said, his fist in tight balls. If he ever saw his childe again, he'd stake him before he could even say "fuck off".

Dawn told them everything, leaving out no details as embarrassing as they could be.

"I couldn't even think, so I did the only thing I could think of. I came here. I'm sorry if I've troubled you in any way."

Angel shook his head and took an unneeded breath.

"Never, Dawn. Never. Why don't you go get cleaned up, let Cordy help you patch up that lip, and go find a room. I'm going to talk to Wesley and I'll get back to you in the morning, okay?" Angel asked already ushering out of the room.

"Sounds great," she replied with a sigh on her lips.

He walked over to her and kissed her forehead.

"I promise everything will be okay. Sweet dreams, Dawn," he smiled with a pat on his head.

"Thanks so much, Angel."


Oh no? What's going to happen. snickers I know! Review and find out.