Season 6ish… Tara and Willow are broken up at this point. Tara and Dawn still go on dates, Willow is a wreck, and Buffy's never home. Dawn has a boyfriend but she cheats on him with Spike. Yes, Spike knows all about Dawn's drinking and stuff, but he doesn't really care and occasionally does it with her. Spike is a jackass in the story. Sorry.

Uhm.. last chapter what happened?

Well, you should have read it. Mostly though, it was Dawn waking up, feeling like complete shit. Getting somewhat drunk, having sex with Spike. Regretting it to the full extent that she can. Now she's called her friend and a partay is in the midst.

Last chapter!

Gosh golly!

I own the plot

Joss owns my soul

Everything seemed quiet. Even though there was a party going on. The house was loud. Dawn didn't know why it seemed quiet. Why she felt so detached. Maybe it was because of what had happened earlier that day. Maybe it was just, life taking a toll on her. She wasn't sure. What she was sure of though, was that she hadn't seen Matt at all that night. She thought she had invited him, but she couldn't remember. Suddenly, she was thrown back into reality by a kiss. She slowly turned around and found she was staring at her boyfriend Matt. She smiled.

"Hey baby, I thought I'd missed you tonight"

"Nah, of course not Dawnie, no way I wouldn't have come." The exchanged a quick kiss again. "I brought you a little present." Dawn smiled. Good old Matt.

"Oh yeah, and what would that be?"

"Close your eyes and you'll find out." Dawn closed her eyes and held her hand open. This was something they did all the time. Instead of a baggie though, a pill was dropped into her palm. She gave him a questioning look, but he gave her a small smile and a "go ahead" nod.

"What is it?"

"Just try it Dawnie, you'll like it. Crazy shit." Dawn was a little hesitant though. She quickly grabbed some shooters off the table next to her and downed them. Just like with Spike, she felt her inhibitions going away.

"Here goes nothing." She dropped the pill onto her tongue and let it dissolve slowly. Before she knew it, she was seeing things she couldn't dream of. Everyone was mixing together, kinda of like a syrup. Then they quickly changed, so some of them were missing body parts. She started laughing, but quickly became paranoid. People were looking at her. Either that or they were looking at Matt. Wait, where was Matt? He was there a second ago. Soon the room started to get spinney. Yeah spinney. Dawn laughed at her words. She started saying random things because she could see her words. Y's were looking cool, all drippy and neat. As well as S' and P's. Dawn couldn't stop saying the word poppy's because it incorporated everything she liked.

"Dawn? Dawn!" All of a sudden, her thinking was interrupted by someone calling her name.

"Poppy?" Dawn replied thickly. She laughed, because she'd thought she'd said yes. This was weird. Why couldn't she see anything? Where was she?

"Dawn!" she heard the familiar voice call again. It was male, definitely male. She then realized her eyes were closed. She laughed at her own stupidity and opened her eyes. She guessed that the party was over as everyone seemed to be gone. The only people that stood around her were Matt and Spike. She wondered why she was on the floor. The last thing she remembered, she was standing up. "Dawn, do you know what year it is?" Dawn looked blankly at Spike. Of course she knew what year it was, it was… well the year didn't matter anyways. "We've got to get her to a hospital." Dawn wasn't really listening, but she did manage to make the connection between hospital, Buffy and bad.

"No, no, no." Dawn said, in more of a whining tone than she'd meant it to sound. She sat up and looked around her living room. Everyone was gone except for Matt and Spike who were kneeling beside her and her two best friends Julie and Melissa who were sitting on the couch smoking pot. "I'm fine, really I am" she said, taking more time saying the words than she meant to.

"God, you are so fucking lucky that I stopped by. Do you know that?"

"Yeah whatever Spike." Dawn stood up slowly. "Now look, I need you all to leave, I've got to get this place cleaned up, Buffy might be home soon." Dawn really couldn't care less if Buffy saw the house like it was, she just wanted everyone to leave so she could get some sleep.

"Dawn, you're eyes are all bloodshot and I think you hit your head when you…" Those were the last words Dawn remembered hearing before she passed out. Damn Spike. He always was right.

When Dawn woke again, she was in the back of an ambulance surrounded by paramedics.

"There, I think we've got her. Welcome back to us Dawn." Dawn blinked slowly, trying to comprehend what the doctor had said.

"Wh-what?" She asked, not meaning to stutter when she did.

"You passed out on us for a couple minutes there. We need you awake. Do you know what year it is?" Dawn rolled her eyes. What was with everyone asking her what year it was.

"2006"

"Good, good. Now, can you tell me what you took tonight?"

"I'm not sure really, it was given to me, by a friend."

"Okay, well sweetheart, can you tell me which friend that was?"

"Matt." Dawn answered that one proudly. She knew the answer!

"Right, okay. Oh no, no, no, no going to sleep on us honey." Dawn opened her eyes slowly. She'd always hated doctors, so many rules with them. Dawn mumbled something. Her eyes were involuntarily closing.

"We're losing her. Shit, Dawn, Dawn!" Dawn could feel her eyes rolling to the back of her head. She was in so much pain for some reason. Kind of like what she felt when she had a hangover. She did smile though when she heard the doctor swear. Guess they're not all high and mighty. "Dawn, wake up." Dawn mumbled something again, this time even she didn't know what she had said.

She could feel the pain lessening, and she was getting sleepier. She was ready to go, but she wanted to say goodbye before she did. She used all the strength she had left in her to look around the little car. She looked first to the doctor, who seemed to be satisfied that her eyes were open and moving. She then looked beside her, where she was hooked up to a machine. The heard it beeping at a semi-steady pace, but she knew in a few minutes, the beeping would grow faster and fainter. She noticed that the back door of the ambulance was open and standing there was Buffy, Spike, Willow, Xander and Tara. She smiled at them and waved a little. Willow and Tara were crying on each other's shoulders. She wasn't sure if they were happy tears or sad tears. Buffy was holding onto Xander and sobbing like there was no tomorrow. Finally though, she saw Spike. He was looking directly at her. Dawn saw no tears in his eyes, no quivering of the lip. She remembered back when Buffy had died. He was a wreck. Now, he was watching the supposed "love of his life" die right before his eyes and he couldn't shed a single tear. She couldn't stop looking at him. He mouthed to her a simple phrase hold on. She couldn't though. The world wasn't right for her anymore. It was her time to move on. She listened to the beeping of the machine. As she had predicted, the beeps got faster and fainter. She was ready now.

"I'm sorry" she whispered hoarsely. 'I'm sorry for everything." She continued mouthing apologies until she felt the world slip away. She was going away now, she could see her mother and live happily now. The thing that hurt though was that she knew they weren't going to bring her back. They were going to let her lie in the ground under all the dirt. She wasn't sure if she was ready for that.

That's the worst part about making a choice though. It always seems like the right one until after you make it.