All right, yeah last chapter kinda sucked. But as I said, you wouldn't want me to screw the story up now would you? Well here's the new chapter…

Dawn and Warren are in love. They have just had sex. Dawn woke up. Someone was screaming. She passed out.

Oh boy, a cliffhanger! WOO

Anyways, here we go...

I own the story
Joss owns my soul

I was only passed out for a few minutes. But I was surprised no one had tried to get me up. I sat up slowly concentrating on only myself. Suddenly though, a sound flooded my ears. Screaming. I looked up and saw what could only be trouble. Apparently, Buffy had decided to stage a little accident, so everyone could get together and pick up Willow and come home to surprise me. Figures.

I slowly stood up, amazed at the scene in front of me. Willow was standing a few feet into the room; she wasn't how I thought she was going to look. Instead of her silky red hair, it was replaced by the same black choppy cut I remembered from when she tried to kill me. Instead of the warm glow I was used to radiating off her, there was a cold, hard look on her face and dark blue veins over her forehead and neck. When I stood up, Willow turned to me sharply and smiled a smile resembling something of a serpent.

"Dawn, so good to see you, how've you been?" she asked me in a mocking tone.
"Willow?" I asked quietly. "Where's Buffy?"

"Oh yes, Buffy, your sister right?" Willow glanced slightly to the left. I followed her eyes to the wall. There lay Buffy and Warren. The two had some dry blood on their foreheads and Warren already had some slight bruising on his neck.

"What did you do to them Willow?" I asked trying to keep all concern out of my voice. She walked over to where the two lay. Willow bent down and brushed some stray hair out of Warren's eyes.

"Was it worth it Dawnie?" Willow asked me, ignoring my question. "I mean, you do know who he was right? He killed Tara, Dawn". I looked down and tried to keep the tears from streaming out of my eyes. I knew he killed Tara, and I hadn't stopped myself from falling in love with him. "So the question that comes up, is he a good guy, or are you just plain stupid?" I looked up and Willow gave me what looked like a sincere smile.

"You don't know him like I do Will," I tried, but she was right. Warren had killed my best friend and I had just allowed myself to get into a relationship with him.

"Dawn," Willow said stepping close to me. "I don't need to know him. I know what he did. I know he hasn't made any effort to make it better. I understand why you were into him though. He was sweet wasn't he? He gave you the attention you wanted and you gave him what he wanted didn't you?" Willow motioned to the bed and I felt my eyes welling up with tears again.

Willow stopped talking for a moment. The room was silent and I wondered where the others were and if they were okay.

"So what now? Are you going to kill me or something?"

"Now Dawn, why would I do that, I love you."

"Well you didn't seem to have that problem with Buffy or any of the others." Willow's eyes narrowed slightly.

"What makes you think they're dead? God, everyone always assumes that I'm killing people. It's really starting to piss me off."

She moved closer to me, and I got a little uncomfortable. I knew she could feel my fear and I tried to mask it with anger, but I just couldn't get my emotions right. In the end I had a cold sweat running down my back and my palms were getting clammy. Willow laughed coldly.

"You never were good at lying were you Dawnie?"

"Meaning what?"

"Remember when you were little, and you used to steal cookies, and your mom would ask you if you did. You would always say no, but you'd have cookie crumbs on your lips and you'd be smiling like the dickens." Hearing Willow talk as if it were any normal day hurt sort of. She was talking as if we were sitting on the patio drinking ice tea and talking about life. Plus she had mentioned my mother, which was a big no-no from evil Willow.

"I do remember that Willow."

"But uh oh, that never actually happened now did it Dawnie?"

"What do you mean?" I asked. Before I knew it, Willow was right in front of me. She reached a long finger out and tapped my chest. Her finger lingered slightly on my heart.

"Dawnie, don't tell me you forgot." Willow said, "you're nothing but a big ball of swirly, green light. There's nothing in there Dawn, it's empty." I knew she was talking about the little outbursts I used to have when I first found out about my real identity. I'd go around, cutting myself and crying every time someone said something about my past. I'll admit I was way overdramatic about it, but I was just a kid, I was confused and scared.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see Buffy stirring slightly. I knew she didn't know what was going on, and I could see her slowly opening her eyes. Although I thought maybe Willow had noticed already and was playing some game with me, I thought I could at least distract her.

"Willow, you know you don't have to do this", Willow looked at me as if I was the stupidest creature on the planet.

"I haven't done anything yet Dawnie."

"Where are the others then?"

"Oh, I'm sure they're around somewhere." Willow smirked a little.

"But Willow," I was grasping at straws to keep her from noticing Buffy. "Why are you doing this, after all the work you put into getting better?"

I wasn't sure, but I could have sworn I saw a little bit of wetness around her eyes. It lasted only a second though, and soon the look was replaced by the hard one that seemed to be her new favourite.

"Willow", Buffy whispered from the corner. Willow swung around, her eyes wild. She suddenly calmed down and stood up straight.

"Buffy, good to see you up, I was just talking to Dawnie here." She moved closer to me and slid her arm around my waist as we often did to each other.

"Will, you get away from her right now." Buffy had mustered all her strength together to stand her ground. Willow let go of my waist and walked to Buffy.

"And I suppose you're going to do something slayer like to get me away from her." Willow scoffed. She hit Buffy hard with a burst of magic and Buffy hit the wall, instantly going unconscious. "Now Dawnie, your sister's trying to ruin our little bit of fun right now. I don't think that's really very nice of her, don't you agree?" I stayed silent. "Dawnie, it's not nice to ignore people."

"It's not nice to kill people either Willow, they call it attempted murder and often people are sent to prison once convicted of it." Willow laughed slightly.

"Convicted." She said. "Key word honey, convicted. You can't go to prison for a crime no one has accused you of commiting." I wasn't sure what she meant by that. "Now Dawn," she said, walking closer to me, "I think it's time for me to show you how much it hurt me, to see you fucking your little… friend. Let's wake him up, shall we?"

"Willow, please, don't!" I pleaded with her. She scoffed at me and looked to where Warren and Buffy lay.

"Oh, I suddenly got this great idea for a game we can play!" Willow say, clapping her hands with false excitement! "I'm going to call it, The Who Do You Love More Game. Here's how you play. I'm going to wake Warren and Buffy up, and you can tell me which one you love more. Whoever you love more gets to live, but whoever you love least, well they have to die." She smiled at her own brilliance and looked at me. "So Dawn, ready to play?"

What could I say?

"But we'll make the game more interesting. When they wake up, they have one final thing to say to you. Then you'll choose which one you love more. Oh, this is going to be so much fun!"

Willow walked the corner and tried to lift Buffy up.

"Goodness me, Buffy, you've been enjoying your cheese fries lately haven't you?" Buffy moaned slightly out of pain. "You know, I suppose there is an easier way to do this eh?"

Willow stood up and moved back. She held her hand out and moved it up. Warren and Buffy flew a couple feet in the air and landed on the bed.

"Ready to have some fun Dawnie?" Willow moved her hands and said some chant. The next thing I knew, Warren and Buffy were sitting up on the bed, their hands tied behind them. Warren's eyes were huge and he was looking around all confused. Buffy just looked pissed.

"Warren," I breathed. He looked to me, still the look of confusion was on his face. I smiled. He was safe.

"So," Willow said. "Dawn and I have come up with this little activity. It's called, who do you love more. You see, Dawn is going to choose which one of you she wants to live, and which one she wants to die. Now, I know this may not be very fair. So to know that you both are getting a fair chance to live, you each will get a minute to tell Dawn why she should let you live. Warren, you first." Willow smiled and sat in a chair near the door.

"Dawn. I know we haven't known each other that long, but I need you to know that I love you. I don't want you to choose me. I have done nothing that I'm proud of with my life. I killed your best friend Dawn. I killed Tara." Warren looked down. My eyes filled with tears and I looked to Willow. She was good at keeping that cold look on her face, but I knew she felt it too. "I… I don't know. Buffy is the slayer, right? She can save the world on a daily basis. What do I do? I sit at home and watch stupid soap operas all day because I'm not allowed out. Dawn, I love you, but I'm sure there's someone out there who could treat you a lot better than I ever could. I love…" Warren suddenly slumped over. I looked to Willow who had her hands up.

"That's enough out of you. Buffy please, your turn."

"Willow, I'm not going to give a goodbye speech to Dawn, because no one is going anywhere. Warren shouldn't have given one either. I guess he just has trouble keeping his mouth shut." Willow gave Buffy a look.

"Well Buffy sure hasn't cooperated with the rules, I think that means she's disqualified. Don't you agree Dawn?" I shook my head. "Come on Dawn," Willow shouted. "It's time to choose. Buffy or Warren Dawn? BUFFY OR WARREN!" I started crying and fell to my knees.

"Please Willow, please don't. Please."

"Choose Dawn."

"Willow don't"

Willow opened her mouth to talk, but instead screamed. A look of pain on her face. I looked behind her. Giles was standing there with a taser gun and a needle. Giles went to Warren and Buffy and untied their ropes. Buffy stood up and ran to me, engulfing me in a hug. I smiled. Everything was going to be alright.

"Buffy." I looked up. Giles was sitting on the bed next to Warren, his hand on Warren's wrist. "Buffy, he's not breathing."

Ohhhh.. another cliffhanger..
uh oh..
amI going to be smacked?

Nah.. it keeps things interesting

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