Buffy looked around her new room. She had just finished unpacking and but she needed to decorate. Unfortunately that was put on hold until she wrote at least a chapter, Spike's orders. He had already gone to work and left her with Dawn advising his daughter to keep an eye on Buffy. The girl was surprisingly stubborn.

Note to self Buffy thought staring at the blinking mouse on the blank page. Ask Spike what he does for a living.

She sighed, turning her mini-ipod off cutting off the Evanescence song. The door to her room, the one only two doors from Spike's, opened after a short knock. Dawn peeked her head into the room. since it was Sunday night, she was off from school. "Buffy?"

Buffy turned around from the swivel chair that she used as her computer seat and looked at the child. "Yeah?"

"Well, dad said I can't let you out until you write at least one chapter of your story but I'm getting hungry."

"Me too." She sighed. "I'll order Chinese food. Sound good?"

"Divine."

"The usual then?"

"And an egg roll."

"Okay." Buffy nodded. Dawn stared at her expectantly, one hand still on the doorknob. "Oh, you meant now." Dawn nodded holding the phone, that she'd gotten out of nowhere, to her.

The food was delivered half and hour later. Dawn had put out plates and forks on the kitchen island while Buffy poured healthy portions of food onto each plate and leaving the different sauces between them-still in the packages. The central air seemed to cool the food faster than normal. There was a light atmosphere as they dug in.

"Can I ask you a question?" asked Dawn a few minutes later.

"Sure." Buffy shrugged taking a sip of her drink. "What'd you wanna know?"

"Why is it so hard for you to you know…write this book. From what dad and aunt Willow said, you used to make all these stories pretty quick and they were good. What happened?"

Buffy sighed. "Can I trust you Dawnie?" she nodded. "I've don't really like writing Romance novels anymore. They don't hold as much…I don't know. I don't enjoy it as much. Ideas are becoming more and more scarce."

Dawn laughed. "Who says that's all you have to write? Why don't you do what you love?"

"I don't know what I love. Romance is all I've ever written about…usually inspired by crappy relationships."

"I wouldn't know" muttered Dawn under her breath. She looked down at her food as if it was the most fascinating thing on earth.

"What do you mean?"

"Boys don't really notice me."

"Oh I can guarantee that they will. You're a a very pretty little girl Dawnie." Buffy smiled a little and used a finger to move Dawn's hair from her face. "Boys, at your age, think that girls are icky. It's nothing personal. I bet that by next year, they'll be lining up to take you out."

Dawn smiled a little and looked back at Buffy. "You know, I think you and my dad make a cute couple."

"We're not really a couple…."

Dawn interrupted. "Since my mom left…I-I haven't really had anyone. I mean dad tries but when it comes to girly stuff, he kinda sucks. Aunt Willow helps but there's a limit to what she can do. You…you're…I'm happy you moved in." Dawn stood up with her empty plate, kissed Buffy on the cheek, disposed of it in the sink, and left the room.

Buffy stared after her in silence. That's it, she had an idea for a story. Thank you Dawn Buffy shouted in her head before rushing off to the room.

A/N: sorry this is so short but I'm still on vacation so getting this in is like a bloody miracle. Lol. Sorry Spike wasn't in this chapter but don't worry, Spuffyness will occur in the next chappie. If you have any suggestions please add them to my review.