A/N: Hello, I had some free time, so I thought I would put up another chapter since you all have been so great about the time between updates. I really am sorry about that, but school is really a hassle when trying to update a story. Anyway here is chapter 13.

Chapter 13

Dawn was walking around the house, not really knowing what to do. William was out for the day. And Lauren and Margaret were taking care of house hold responsibilities, and refused to let her help. She went to the library to look for something to do. When she couldn't find anything she slumped down in a chair and sighed. "I never thought I would miss Giles telling me to alphabetize his books at the magic box." She said to herself as she sighed. When she thought of Giles, she thought of Buffy. Buffy trained. She got up and headed to her room to change into her jeans and t-shirt. "Great, I'm going to turn into the Buffy of 1880, if I don't watch out." she mumbled as she ascended the stairs.

Dawn descended the stairs, ready to train, just in time for William and a friend to come through the front door. As much as she wanted to see William, she also knew how inappropriate it was for men to see females dressed in the clothing she was dressed in. so she ran to the training room door. She opened it the same way she had before. Then locked it as she got inside. She looked around the room for the first time. Upon her exploration she found incense. She smirked and picked them up and walked to the middle of the room. She lit the incense and began meditating to help get a new control on what ever powers she would be coming upon.

After William's friend had left, he went in search of Dawn. He had wanted to see her all day. When he couldn't find her, he looked for his mother to see if she knew where Dawn might have been. Lauren looked at her son, but then remembered something Dawn had said. "I think I may know exactly were she is." she said to her son smirking at the thought. Lauren got the room key from the desk draw and lead her son to the training room door. When they walked in, they saw Dawn. Meditating. Floating. 1ft off the ground. And there were small balls of green glowing energy floating around her. Almost as though creating a barrier between Dawn and anyone out to hurt her or the key. They just stood there watching her in amazement as such a young girl controlled such and ancient power.

Dawn had sensed them come in. She kept her head clear, and lowered herself to the floor and put away the power that was flowing through her. She slowly opened her eyes and smiled at them. "I take it I have more control over my powers than I had first thought." she said sounding a little amused. She rose from her place on the floor and then picked up the incense on the floor. "Have you been meditating long?" Lauren asked her, breaking the amazed silence that had been coming from William and herself. "No. I do, however, sit in on my sisters training sessions and I've read some books on it as well." Dawn answered casually. When the three left the training room, they began talking about training. The differences and similarities from 1880 training and 2004 training. All where surprised to hear that it wasn't that different, just maybe with more updated weapons and equipment. When William gave her a present and told her to open it later, she decided that she would open it in the peace on the night while praying that the ball went well tomorrow.

Then all the sudden something dawned on her about tomorrows ball. She didn't know how to dance. When she told Lauren, William, and Margaret they all immediately began teaching her simple dances and slowly, yet steadily, moving on to more complicated dances. By the time, dinner time came around everyone felt confident that Dawn would be able to convince anyone at the ball that she was from 1880 London.

Dawn and William were still coming down from the high of dancing together and holding onto each other. Dawn wished she could just take him to the bronze and have a good time with him and sit in his lap and have him hold her without any questions of inappropriateness. But she knew that she couldn't so she would learn to play by the rules of 1880. Out side of the house anyway. William on the other hand, had feeling he wasn't sure he understood. He had never felt this way. And some of his thoughts had strayed to those of being inappropriate, yet he couldn't seem to help himself. Dawn just brought out the side of him that he was always just afraid to show.

Later that night Dawn was sitting in the library in front of the fire place. She was gazing into the flames and occasionally would look down to her lap and write something down in a journal, William had gotten her, earlier that day. William watched her for a few moments from the door way. She looked as though she was glowing from the light of the flames. Her hair was down and flowing beautifully straight over her shoulders and sown her back. When she caught him standing there, she smiled at him and motioned for him to come in and sit down. He smiled and sat down in the chair to her left.

"Would you mind if I asked you what you were writing about?" William asked cautiously. Dawn smiled at him and handed him her journal. "Not at all."

Life in 1880 London

A world that, although new, welcomes me with open arms. A world where darkness exists but doesn't consume. A world where acceptance is more welcomed by others. A world where strangers become friends, family, and loved ones. A world where I'm not Buffy's little sister. A world where I'm just me. A world where no one questions my capability. A world where I do not feel like an outsider. A world were life is as normal as I never thought it could be. A world where no matter what I do, I don't feel excluded or in the way.

A WORLD WHERE I AM AT PEACE WITH MYSELF AND WHO AND WHAT I AM.

When William finished reading what she had wrote, he looked up at her with a questioning look on his face. She smiled at him and leaned closer to him. "I am the slayers younger sister. She will not let me help with research. I can not patrol with her, and my life is supposed to be normal. She does not want me involved with the supernatural or the death of the life she lives. I don't know. Yet, what she doesn't understand is that I will always be the Key, I will always have power. That doesn't bother me. Yet I do want to be able to mix both parts of my life together equally. Be who and what I really am and have a normal life at the same time. I know it's possible, my sister does it all time. Even if she thinks she doesn't." Dawn sighed and looked into the fire place.

William watched Dawn look into the fireplace as though still trying to figure out what was still going on in her life. He saw the inner struggle she was having with herself. He wasn't sure was it was about, but all he wanted to do was comfort her and tell her that he would help her how ever he could and that everything would be okay. But somewhere in the pit of his stomach he had a feeling that not everything was going to be okay. He slowly and gently reached for her hand and squeezed it gently to reassure her that he was there for her. Dawn looked at him and smiled before turning her gaze back to the fireplace. A few moments later he to was looking into the fireplace, and he found her head placed on his shoulder while they sat there in a comfortable silence.

A/N: Hope you like the chapter and where I'm taking the story. Please read and review. Next chapter, ….THE BALL!!!!