Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters or chapters one - five.
A/N: Shvrmetmbrs05 was nice enough to let me adopt her story a match made in history. She owns chapters one -five and the idea of the story. I am just continuing her idea. All chapters after chapter five are mine with the help of input from both the reviewers and Shvrmetmbrs05. So I hope you enjoy the rest of the story.
Chapter 6
Spike opened his eyes and for the first time that day let one of his emotions visible for everyone to see. Xander was the first to notice it.
" Spike, I know the thought of the first only being able to die at the hand of the Dawnster is shocking, but I would have thought nothing would surprise you by now." Xander said, trying to lighten the mood, not realizing the severity of Spike's shock.
Everyone looked at Spike as he tried to remember the exact time that the mysterious and beautiful Dawn Summers had shown up at his house. Realization hit him like a ton of bricks.
"Angelous." was all Spike managed to get out.
"What about Angelous?" Buffy and Giles asked at the same time. Mean while Willow, Xander, Anya, and Andrew got scared and worried looks on their faces. Spike looked up at all of them.
"The firsts favorite was always Angelous. He saw him as the next "first" of sorts if anything bloody happened to him. So he sent Dawn to the time when Angelous loved innocent, beautiful, teenage girls the most." Spike's voice wavered at the thought of the fate that could be in store for his nibblet if they didn't hurry.
Giles paled and Xander put his arm around Willow to give her as much support as possible. And Buffy and Andrew simultaneously slowly lowered themselves onto the couch. And Anya walked up to Giles to make sure he wasn't going to be sick.
"Spike," Buffy started, but her voice cracked. "When is she?"
"19th Century, England. 1880 to be exact. 2 weeks before Darla, Angelous, and Drusilla showed and turned me. And she's in my house, with me, and my mother, and our help." Spike whispered. He was still trying to comprehend that she was there. Then all of the sudden a sickening thought came to him. And if possible he paled even more.
"Spike?" Giles asked when he saw this.
"If she figure that out, she may try and stop that from happening. Angelous would see that I cared for her. And hold her hostage until I rose. And he would make her my first meal." Spike thought out loud, while shaking his head as if trying to convince himself that he was wrong. That that wouldn't be a possible scenario. But he knew both Dawn and Angelous to well. The possibility that Angelous would take that option was greater than the one that Angelous would just feed off of her and leave her in the street.
Spike sank to the floor still shaking his head, eyes wide, and shaking all over. " No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. -- I don't want to hurt her. She is my nibblet . No. No. No. No. Nibblet please don't figure this out please. No. No. No." He just kept repeating similar things like this out loud, but more to himself than anyone else. All the while the severity of the situation sank into everyone else's minds and nerves.
Willow finally stood up and walked over to the vampire, that she at one point had thought she would never see him breakdown. She knelt down on the floor and held Spike in her arms, while he tried to pull himself together. Willow motioned for Xander to giver her , her laptop. Xander nodded, understanding what she was doing. He brought the computer to Willow and let her do her thing.
"Hey Spike." Willow called to him gently and waited for him to look at her. When he did, she smiled lightly. "Why don't you help me look up ways to get Dawnnie and save her." she said to him soothingly. Spike nodded slowly and leaned into the witch as she offer him comfort. The kind of comfort he hadn't gotten since he was a young boy and his mother or sister would comfort his worrying mind.
Everyone else silently got the message and got back to work while trying to stay calm for the time being, so that they could find Dawn and get her back to safety.