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Chapter 14

"Connor?" Dawn called out weakly. She had never seen him look that way at her before. It terrified her to the point that she would never be able to describe the way she was feeling right now.

'It's me Dawnie, it's me your lover," he called out evilly, walking over to her. Dawn couldn't speak anymore, all her eyes were focused on now was that dagger held in Connors hand.

Tara was still trying to get a response out of Willow when she saw the ghost of Connor walking over to Dawn. Right away she could tell that he wasn't Connor. She quickly stood up, and shouted out a spell. "Hecerupe de riem a miatelenes babele te ruro!" She then found herself being thrown across the room by the power of the spell. She knew that she was too weak to stand up, but she made her body sit up enough so she could see if her spell had actually worked.

Dawn's eyes widened as what once was Connor's body turned into dust particles in the air. She felt tears roll down her cheeks as she came to the realization that she had just lost him again. She felt herself being lifted from ground by Xander. "It's alright Dawnie, we're getting you out of here," Xander reassured her as he made his way down into the sewers. He hated leaving everyone behind, and he knew if anything happened to them he would never be able to forgive himself. For now though, he had to get Dawn out of harm's way. He knew that was what Buffy would want.

Angel was still trying to dust a vampire, but he wasn't able to concentrate, all he could focus on was Buffy's lifeless body in the corner. He swore if he had lost her, he wouldn't be able to go on. With that thought he slammed the axe which he was fighting with through the vampire's neck, sending him to dust land. He immediately took all his anger out on the vampires who had hurt Buffy. He went from one vampire to the next, making each one of them into a pile of dust. He finally stopped when the last one was gone. He looked around the room which now was filled with light. In the middle of the fighting the electricity must have come back on, he had failed to notice it until then.

Almost everyone was lying on the ground. Willow looked like she had just been run over by a bulldozer, and Tara was bleeding from a cut on her head. Faith was looking out the dirty window, making sure there wouldn't be any more vampires coming their way. "Where's Xander and Spike?" Angel asked not really caring about either of them, when he realized Buffy was still over in the corner. He quickly forgot about his question, and ran over to her. He felt for a pulse, knowing all eyes were on him now. He could feel the eyes of her beloved friends staring at his back, waiting for what he would say next.

He smiled lightly when he felt a faint pulse. "She's alive," he said with great gratitude to all of the powers in the universe, for not taking away his Buffy. Willow was finally able to get enough strength to go over to Buffy, and start saying a healing spell. Angel went back to the group, which now consisted of Faith, Giles, and Tara. "Where are Spike, Xander, and Dawn?" he said, becoming full of fear again when he realized he had lost track of Dawn through all the commotion.

"Xander and Dawn are in the sewers waiting for us. I saw him take her after I did the spell which got rid of the demon that had pretended to be Connor," Tara said, wiping the blood from her face.

"And Spike, where is that idiot?" Angel said, not realizing that he would soon wish he had cared more about Spike.

Faith looked at her hands; truth be told she had done everything she could trying to block the vamp from attacking Spike. She had been too late though. The vamp had decapitated him, sending him into another pile of dust. "He's dead Angel, he didn't make it," Faith said to him sadly.

Angel shook his head in disbelief, he wouldn't say it because he knew it would sound incredibly harsh, but he was happy to hear of his death. He had killed his son, or at least been a huge reason why he didn't have a son anymore.

"Why doesn't someone go get Xander and Dawn from the sewers?" Angel suggested, going back to where Buffy was now sleeping.

He heard a scream from Tara when the door opened again. Oz, Anya, Gunn, Illyria, and Wesley came in looking pretty beat up. They immediately saw Buffy lying what looked like dead on the floor, Angel heard the gasp in fear. "Is she...ya know…dead?" Gunn asked very solemnly.

"No, thank goodness, she's just sleeping right now," Willow explained, walking over to Tara and cleaning up her cut.

"Well that's good news I guess, we have some bad news though," Oz said, while eyeing Willow and Tara jealously. He knew if he wanted to be truthful with himself, he still loved Willow. She was the first girl he had ever loved, and she hadn't even freaked out when she found out he was a werewolf.

Willow looked up and smiled weakly at Oz. It was very uncomfortable to have him here, but she knew he would be an asset when they had a battle. She was right about that too, she didn't know what she would have done if he hadn't been there to help fight this battle. Now there would be another battle between them, when she decided to tell him about Tara. She knew she had to do it soon, Tara didn't deserved to be played like this. "What is it Oz?"

"One of the vampires, before we dusted him, he said something about that prophecy, and how they weren't the only ones who knew about it. He said that even if we killed all of them, there would always be more coming. He said the baby was an important asset to opening hell into the earth," he explained, sitting on the ripped up couch.

The group fell silent for a moment, all trying to rack their brains for something to save Dawn and her baby. Their thoughts were interrupted when Xander came into the room, carrying Dawn whose stomach had begun to grow even more. Oz stood up from the couch so Dawn could be put down to get some rest.

Dawn looked around at all the questioning eyes that stared at her. She didn't mean to yell, but found she couldn't hold it in anymore. "Will you all please stop staring, it's making me uncomfortable!" she shrieked causing everyone to look away immediately.

Angel looked over at Dawn and looked at her stomach. He didn't know what was going to happen when she gave birth to the baby, but what he did know was that what lied inside of her was his grandchild; the only thing that remained of Connor, and he would protect it with everything he had. "Do you want to go lie down upstairs Dawnie?" he asked softly.

Dawn took one more glance at all of what she thought were judgmental looks, and nodded a yes to Angel. When he went over to pick her up though, she stood up hastily. "I may be pregnant but my legs still work," she said narrowing his eyes at him, before walking up to her room.

Angel shook his head and then looked up at everybody. "You know, you're not making this any easier on her. The least you could be right now is understanding and compassionate," Angel said, sitting down next to the still sleeping Buffy.

"We're sorry Angel, but it's just a big shocker. A week ago she was Buffy's little sister and the child who we all looked out for. And now, well she's having her own little one," Willow explained, looking guiltily at her hands. She hated to admit it, but she couldn't help but look at Dawn differently. She had watched that little girl grow up, she had never imagined her losing her virginity at 17, and becoming pregnant.

"Well you're going to have to get over it, because right now we have a terrified and confused 17 year old girl upstairs who is about to have a baby. Her sister is hurt, and who knows when she's going to wake up. Her mother is dead, and father might as well be. All she has right now is us, and the way you all are acting is giving her the impression she doesn't even have that," Angel said stroking Buffy's hair, hoping she would wake up soon. It was always easier with Buffy around, just having her give him a reassuring smile would give him enough confidence to fight.

Meanwhile Dawn was lying down upstairs trying to get a nap, when she started to feel something kicking against her stomach. She looked down, and she knew that the baby wouldn't be anything bad, if she was able to protect it from all the badness in the world. She just wanted so badly for Connor to be with her through all of this. God how much she missed him, and when she his face in the light it was the first time she had felt happy since he had died. However she had known something was different as soon as she looked into his eyes, they weren't the same eyes she had made love to, and created a child with. Those eyes belonged to a monster that she would never let into her life. She just wished there was a way to bring him back to her. With that thought she fell into a deep sleep, where Connor was there. They were both surrounded by light, and looking into a crib at a beautiful baby girl.

"Dawnie, no matter what happens next you have to be strong for the both of us. Don't ever give up, you're the strongest women I have ever met and I know you can take care of our baby. Just don't ever let her go astray because that is when you'll lose her Dawn. I love you girl, and don't ever forget that. I love you." And with those final words Dawn woke up panting, and looking around for her lover. When she saw there was no one but her, she felt like dying. She was all alone again, but she remembered his words, about never giving up. "I guess I'll do this for you then Connor, I'll raise our baby, and make you proud," she whispered into the air, and she swore that she heard just a little voice that said, "you already have."

When Buffy woke up, her vision was blurry at first, but then it became clearer. She sat up slowly making sure she had the strength. When she looked around all her friends were sleeping. "We must have won," she thought to herself. She then found Angel's angelic face sleeping next to the couch, and she smiled. He had gone through so much, and yet he still had that so innocent look on his face. She loved him more than life itself. She gently touched his face with her hand, and smiled. At that moment she knew whatever would happen next they would get through it. Dawn would be alright, and so would the baby. "We just have to be alright," she said just above a whisper, trying to convince herself.