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Spike climbed the stairs to Dawn's room debating over what to say to her 'I'm not a bleeding psychiatrist!' He thought but he knew he'd do anything for Dawn. It had totally slipped his mind that she might not even be awake as he entered the room. And sure enough he found sleeping Dawn, he smiled gently as he watched her sleep.

"Are you just gonna stand there or did you want something?" Dawn asked.

Spike was kind of flustered "Well – I didn't – mean to, well disturb you." He turned around to exit the room.

"Spike, please don't go" Dawn said as she sat up in bed holding a hand out to him. He smiled gently and came to sit on the edge of her bed.

"Did you want to tell me something?" She asked.

"Um" Spike began suddenly very interested in his hands. "I just want you to know pet that I would never make you do anything you didn't want to. You know that right?"

"Yeah Spike why are you telling me this?" Dawn asked confused.

"I'm telling you this because, because I'm your watcher and I don't think you trust me entirely."

"What!" Dawn asked looking at him like he was insane. "Spike I trusted you even when you didn't have a soul."

Spike's expression softened at this "Alright bit but we're going to talk when you feel better." He informed her. She just gave him this questioning look that said 'About what'.

As he was about to start giving her another lecture an incessant banging was heard coming from downstairs in the Summers' living room. Dawn gave Spike a questioning look and started to get out of bed, He held his hand out to her and slowly they made there way down the stairs. Peering around the corner Dawn gasped in shock, she and Spike exchanged looks.

'Het-Hem' Spike coughed trying to get Angel's attention; he was currently on the floor battling a puppy. Finally Dawn couldn't container herself anymore, she squealed.

"Ooo Spike look how cute!" Instantaneously she was on the floor with the dog licking her face.

"He can't stay here Dawn" Angel intervened before Spike could, who had opened his mouth to tell her the same thing.

"Why not!" She exclaimed.

"Because I don't even know where the bloody hell he came from." Spike said. Angel sighed.

"Cordelia sent him." Angel told him.

"Cordelia!" Dawn and Spike said simultaneously looking at Angel like he was insane.

"Yeah, Dawn I told her what happened to you, and well-" He waved his hand at the dog as if to say "Viola doggie"

Dawn smiled "Bless Cordelia" Spike and Angel laughed.

"Dawn we can't keep it- her" Spike corrected once Angel whispered it to him.

"Why not?" She asked pouting.

"Because this house is not the place for such a sweet animal as that" Giles said walking in from the kitchen.

"Watcher has a soft spot for dogs?" Spike thought "Interesting…"

"Giles have you heard from Buffy?" Dawn asked.

Giles face contorted into a glare. "She's refusing to come back, says there are other problems where she is right now."

"What?" Dawn said breathily, a stunned expression on her face.

Spike walked over to her. "Dawn, Buffy's not coming back any time soon, we'll have to figure this one out ourselves, which is bloody fine because we still have a slayer – you" He told her.

A/N Ok I know it's one of my shorter ones but I wanted to get an update in Review please I really would rather NOT discontinue this story.