Dawn awoke and noticed the chains were off her wrist and she was lying flat on her stomach. When she turned over she screamed and quickly turned over onto her stomach. Dawn Slowly rose up and looked at her surroundings. The room she was in was furnished in blues and greens. The floor was hard red wood oak. And in the corner was the chains that were used to bind her. With an enormous amount of effort she stood up and threw all the pillows on the ground. She then arranged them in mats like the ones in her basement. If she was going to survive the torture she would have to train with the routine Buffy had her use. As gently as she could she started to straddle and stretch to her toes but regretted that because her back began to ache and ooze blood. Through the thick walls she heard foot steps approaching. Dawn chose to ignore them and continue the footsteps which were nearing and she finished her stretches. Now was the part where she had to practice punches and kicks. Now, what was she gonna use for a punching bag?

She scanned the room and found nothing that would be strong enough to use for her bag. Oh well. 'There's no time for that right now' she thought as she quickly rushed over and laid on the bed. As soon as she was comfortable; well as comfortable as one could be the door opened and a person Dawn didn't know walked in. He wore a black leather duster, had bleached blonde hair and wore a smirk on his face.

"Hello cutie."

Dawn tried to get up as he sat on the bad next to her but he held her down. She struggled under his pressure and he added more.

"What do you want with me?"

"I want to heal you."

"Why, so I can be tortured more?"

"You know the best way to get somebody to help you is not to be cheeky." He stood up and started to leave.

"Wait. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. It's just my trust for people isn't high and I'm never gonna be able to see my sister to tell her that I believe her that she's a Vampire Slayer and…and."

"Slow down and relax."

"I can't. You're a vampire too."

"I'm not gonna hurt you."

"Yeah you are. Vampire's are Evil and my sister's died once by one before and…"

"I'm evil but I'm not gonna hurt you. I want you to lie still while I pour this peroxide on you ."

"yeah hear's the thing, peroxide equals pain which equals…"

"You babble like red you know that?"

"You know Willow?"

"Yeah, I've seen her a few times."

Dawn started to feel slightly comfortable talking to Spike and tried to sit up again but he held her there.

"Listen, either you let me pour peroxide on these wounds to clean them out…or I lick the blood off your back. Either way it's gonna be painful."

"Fine." Dawn said huffy. "Use the peroxide."

"Thank you Luv."

Spike carefully poured the peroxide on Dawn's wounds and she screamed. Frantically he covered her mouth but it was too late. Angelus walked in the room smoothly and straight towards Dawn.

"So…I see you're awake…and Spike's in here. Why is that Spike?"

He winked at dawn before addressing his grand sire.

"Oh…well…I was just cleaning those wounds so that you have fresh blood to drink."

"I see, well you can leave us now…She's in hands…" Dawn sent a pleading look towards Spike who headed towards the door and exited. "So alone at last." Dawn scrambled off the bed and backed up against the wall.

"If you touch me, my sister's gonna kill you."

Angelus walked up to her and pressed his finger against her arm. She aimed a blow at him but he caught her arm.

"ooh, you're feisty…"He picked her up and threw her across the room. "Let see what we can do about that."

When Dawn landed she hit her head on the stone wall and lost consciousness. Before she did all she could think of was how she wanted revenge.