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.
The trip back to Sunnydale seemed shorter, but it was probably because her mind was going a mile per minute. She had so much to do. She had so much to figure out. Did she love Spike? Did she love William?
She was too confused and it wasn't as if it mattered anyway. They had to erase his mind so he wouldn't take any information back with him that could be used as black mail or anything else. That mean their wonderful week before Spike came back would be no more. It would only exist for her. Spike wouldn't even remember William's return or their "three some". He would think he just came back from LA.
She groaned to herself and turned on the radio in hope to distract her busy mind. It did not work for she was still thinking about those two vampires.
Thank God she was almost back to her house because she didn't know how much she could handle without losing her mind.
Parking her car, she waited for "Team Angel" to arrive. Wesley and Cordy hopped out of the car, while Angel waited until sundown, which was only an hour or so from now.
"You get everything ready. I'm just going to, yeah," Dawn said, not able to even form words. Cordy gave her a sad smile and shook her head and watched as the brunette walked into her house.
Everything was toppled over or on the ground. She was surprised by pillow stuffing scattered on the ground and even the holes in the wall. Pushing back the things on the floor, she made her way to her bedroom. Blood was smothered on the walls beside holes, where there were many of. Her dresser was knocked over, clothes spilled everywhere. Her mattress was no more, just coils, spring, and stuffing. The mirror that used to be hanging up on the wall, was no shattered and shards laid across the floor. A hurricane of devastation in the form of William, she guessed, had destroyed everything she owned.
Forcing her eyes shut, she forbid the tears to come. It just gave her more of an excuse on why she wouldn't be sorry on what she had to do.
She exited the house.
"They're not here," she said in a voice like steel. "Bastards' are probably t his crypt. I'll drive."
She pushed Wesley in the backseat and took the driver's side. Putting the pedal to the floor, she squealed her tires causing smoke to arise.
Dawn kicked the door open and let the sun in as far as she could.
"Bloody hell. Shut the damned door."
"Don't fucking count on it," Dawn said with a stake in her hand.
"'Bit," Spike said, amazement in his voice.
"Dawn," William replied with wide eyes. He stared at her for a couple seconds then shook his head. "Look about before..."
"I hate you right now," she said with a small voice as she walked up to him. "But I'm going to miss you."
She grasped his head and nibbled on his lower lip.
"Going to miss you so much," she murmured against his mouth.
"What does that-" he started, but was interrupted.
"Ready," she screamed.
And then William's world went black.
Three more chapters to go. Can you feel the an-ticccc-ipationnn. I'm already almost finished with the sequal. Proud? I am too. Please review, you guys have been so awesome!
