Dawn Winchester?
Summary: Dawn isn't a magical clone, she's Buffy's daughter, and John's.
Disclaimer: I don't own either show. If you recognize it, it ain't mine.
Willow had been practically living in the UC Sunnydale science lab for the last 3 days. Having to run the tests without magic of any kind was hard, but the magic of the Key would screw up the tests if she used any. She had to keep reminding herself of that. There was still no luck on finding a way to defeat Glory, and everyone was getting even more tense than usual. Glory was getting closer.
"Finally!" She breathed as the test results came out of the printer. This was strange, but not entirely unexpected, she admitted to herself. She had to get to the Magic Box, but first. She gathered every DNA sample that she had and destroyed it. There would mot be anything for Glory's or anyone else's minions to use against the Scoobies now. She gathered up all of the test results and wiped the computers clean. Ad then she did it again. And then she ran a special 'hunt and destroy' program she had written just for this situation. No one was going to find anything now, she nodded firmly to herself. Her family was as safe as she could make it without using magic, and she would ask Giles to do that tonight.
She put the test results in her book bag and pulled out her phone. It was simple to start the Scooby phone tree, but not necessary today. Everyone was at the Magic Box, even Joyce, Tara told her. Willow was glad that Joyce had filled in for her on research duty, in-between helping out her own customers at her art gallery. As she exchanged a rather semi-lewed conversation with her girlfriend she thought about how glad she was that the gallery was right across the street from the Magic Box. It made it so much easier for Joyce to keep up with what was going on with Buffy. It also helped that when the poop hit the proverbial fan that most everyone that wasn't hip deep in it was usually such a short distance away from one another.
It didn't take long for Willow to walk from the campus to the downtown area, but her nervousness grew with every step. How could she tell everyone what she had found? It was going to create havoc. Of that she was sure. If it wasn't for the fact that she was sure it would be useful in defending Dawn, she was pretty sure she would have flushed the results. She deliberately stiffened her spine. She hadn't done this. The monks had and all she was doing was giving Dawn the facts so she had all of the options.
Willow opened the door to the Magic Box and marched in, setting her book bag down on the research table and waving off Anya's to be expected by now attempt to sell her something. She then very carefully took out a sheaf of papers and handed them to Dawn. She knew that Dawn had been looking up how to read DNA tests so she could read whatever Willow came up with.
Dawn took the papers and spread them out in front of her. Willow had labeled each test so she knew who's DNA she was looking at, but it both did and didn't make sense. "Ok, this says Buffy is my mom, because we have seven alleles in common, right?" she asked checking with Willow.
Willow nodded. "There's no doubt. And you do have a soul, Tara checked. I know you didn't ask, but I thought Tara should check just in case. That means you are a kind of magic test tube kid, like Buffy told you."
Dawn nodded, that was a relief. "But you tested Giles, Xander, Riley, AND Spike? And none of them matched?" Dawn said with growing panic and shuffled through the papers again. Willow shook her head with a small worried smile. "But if Buffy's my mom, then one of the Scoobies has to be my dad, right?"she demanded. "Who else could it be?" Horrifying possibilites were rushing through her head, Ethan Rayne, Wes, some random bad guy Buffy had been fighting with when the monks took her blood?
"Calm down Dawn." Giles said gently. He had also been thinking about the possiblities over the last 3 days. "When the monks made you, they had to use Buffy's blood because she is the Slayer. The basic structure, your DNA, they used had to be able to hold the enormous power of the Key. That means that who ever your father is, he had to be carefully chosen. He had to be able to father a child capable of holding extremely large amounts of power. And that narrows down the possibilities, especially as I doubt they would have chosen anyone who did not follow the light, even if they were not actively fighting for it." He patted Dawn's shoulder as she took several deep breaths. It was at that moment that Glory's minions attacked.
I hate these little jawas! Xander thought as he punched the one that had knocked him over. He could see Buffy slicing and dicing with the sword she had in her hand and Dawn was sandwiched between her and Spike. Ok, so punching doesn't do the job, he thought as it turned and punched him, throwing him back into the wall. The entire shop was in chaos; Tara and Giles were throwing spells, Joyce was wielding a crossbow, Anya was smashing things down on minions heads. It didn't look good, he thought as he passed out.
We're going to lose, was all Willow could think. That was unacceptable. She grabbed the DNA sheets that identified the unknown DNA contributed from Dawn's father. Giles had to be right. Dawn was made from not one, but two warriors for the light. And if one couldn't protect her, maybe the other one could. She wrote a quick note on the paper, grabbed Buffy's and Dawn's papers and ran over to where they were making their stand. A quick spell and Dawn was gone, along with all of the evidence. Just in time, because just as Buffy killed the last minion who had seen Dawn, Glory walked in.
