A/N: Hey everyone, sorry it took me so long to get this update up. I had all these ideas but I couldn't seem to get the right words down. So after many arguments with myself I think I got what I wanted to say through in the writing. So I hope you enjoy and please let me know what you think.

Chapter 14

(The Ball Part One)

Dawn woke up to the sound of people moving throughout the house. Dawn climbed out of bed with a groan. She walked over to the door and opened it. When she opened the door, she found William standing there with his shirt off. But, because she has seen Spike without a shirt on a million times, she didn't really notice. Alright she did but she knew if she said anything that she would never see William with his shirt off again. She did, however notice that William blush, which told her that he had not intended for her to catch him with his shirt off. " What the Bloody hell time is it?" She asked with another groan and leaned against the door. William looked at her with a shocked expression. When it dawned on her why he was looking at her like that, she smirked at him. "Sorry. Blame Spike. He's English, and swears all the time. Kind of hard not to catch on when you live around three Englishmen. Spike says 'Bloody hell.' Wesley says 'Ahh', 'Mmm', and 'Hmm', or 'oh my.' And Giles enjoys saying 'oh do shut up' or ' oh dear lord.' You become accustomed to every saying from Europe around those three."

William smiled at Dawn's imitations of her friends and family. She was so cute when she got annoyed with them, too. "It is guessed to be 7:30 in the morning." William said with a small smirk at the tiredness present on her face. Her hair was still a little messy from her nights sleep, but she still looked, as beautiful as ever, to him. Dawn groaned when she heard what time it was. " I only get up this early for school. It is a Saturday, therefore everyone is supposed to sleep in. It is like a law." Dawn muttered on incredulously about the time as she walked back into her room, leaving the door open, and making her bed. William just chuckled. " Mother will be in soon to help you begin getting ready for this evening." Dawn muttered a thank you and waved as she fell back onto her bed. William chuckled again and left to get ready for the rest of his day until it was time to dress of the ball.

Dawn was surprised to see just how much the people in the house had become accustomed to her 2004 habits. William had even began taking off his shirt and still walk around the house. Dawn smiled at the thought as she laid on her bed. She was seeing more of Spike everyday in William. Yet when she remembered certain time with Spike, she would see him act like William. She loved seeing the two sides of the them in both. She loved seeing William in Spike and Spike in William. Which ultimately made sense, since they were the same person. But William was afraid to let the "Spike" in him show, just as Spike was afraid to let the "William" in him show. Dawn didn't mind which side of them came through, she loved every part of them.

Dawn shook her head at the confusing thoughts going through her mind. But any further thinking was interrupted by Lauren and Margaret coming into her room. The two had the entire day planned. When to wash. When to do hair. When to dress. When to accessorize. When and what to eat. And of course when to leave.

That was easy enough, Dawn washed after the plan was reviewed. There was a simple, clean breakfast after that. Hair was done before lunch . A simple, clean sandwich was for lunch. Dressing was 1 hour after lunch. And they were on their way now.

William noticed Dawn fidgeting nervously with the hem of her shawl. William grabbed one of her hands and held it, to calm her nerves. He knew she was worried about what everyone would think of her. Or if she could pull off the act of being from 1880.Everyone had already agreed that if anyone asked, Dawn was the daughter of a friend of the family from a small private area in Wales.

William also noticed that even though he was holding her hand she was still on nerves about something. But he had a feeling that, this time, it had nothing to do with that ball. His suspicions were confirmed when he saw her looking around outside, through the carriage window. " Dawn are you alright?" he asked her worriedly. Dawn looked at him closely, for a moment. "William promise me that you won't go wondering around outside this evening." she said in all seriousness. He looked at her very confused. " Dawn I am a grown man, I can take care of myself. -- But why do you wish me to promise you that?" Dawn looked at him desperately. " I am well aware that you can take yourself, but please. In my time there was said to be something bad that happened this evening. And I do not know how me being here may have changed that event. But if I have changed it, I do not want you caught op in it. Do you understand what I am trying to say?" Dawn nearly pleaded with him. He nodded slowly. "okay, no wondering the streets. I promise." "Thank you." she said sounding relieved. Then she leaned against him and put her head on his shoulder.

As Dawn rested before the ball, she hoped he believed her about the story she had just given him. She wasn't about to tell him that he became a vampire on this very night. She couldn't tell him he became one of the evilest creatures for over a century. She just couldn't. But she couldn't let it happen either. She cared for him to much.

William replayed her request over and over again in his head. He had a feeling she was hiding something, but he wasn't sure what. He tightened his hold on her hand and glanced at his mother, who shook her head in response, to his unvoiced question. She had no idea what Dawn had been talking about either.

When they arrived at the ball, all 3 took a deep breath, for completely different reasons. Lauren, because she hoped her son would not be an idiot and follow Cecile around all evening. William, to steady his nerves and mind at the thought of someone figuring out Dawn was from more than just a different country. And Dawn breathed a heavy sigh because she was made from her sister. And because she was made from her sister, she had slayer senses. She had barley noticed them when she had first gotten them. But over time, they had increased. And at that very moment, the combination of her enhanced slayer senses and key power she could tell that Angelus, Darla, and Drusilla were close by.