Chapter 12:
The first thing Buffy noticed when she was first coming back into consciousness was her pounding headache and the feel of cold metal tight around her wrists. At first, she thought she was dreaming, that was until she heard the clinking of chains as she tried to move. Her eyes snapped open when she heard her name being whispered. When she looked around she saw her sister tied to a chair a few feet away from her and a large bruise forming on the side of her face, along with a busted lip with dried blood on the corner of her mouth.
"Oh my God, Dawn, what happened? Are you okay?" she asked concerned as she pulled on the chains that came from the ceiling, securing her arms above her head.
Dawn looked at Buffy, "Yeah, I think so. When I coming back to the house earlier, Wood knocked me out and brought me here. I think we are in the basement of that building he tried to kill Spike in." she said looking down.
How did she know where that place was? Buffy wondered, but decided to ignore that for the time being, "He did the same to me, where is he now?"
Dawn looked around, "I don't know, when he brought me in, you were already chained up, he said he would be back, then he left. I don't know where he went, but that was about, maybe, five minutes ago."
Buffy started pulling frantically on the chains, "Did he say anything to you? Why is he doing this?"
Dawn closed her eyes, "Umm...yeah. He said that I was gonna get what I deserve.." she trailed off.
"What you deserve for what?!" she asked outraged. What could my sister of possibly done to deserve whatever Wood has planned.
"Spike." At Buffy's questioning look, she added, "I almost killed him that night that he tried to kill Spike."
Buffy's eyes widened, "What? What do you mean, 'you almost killed him'?" she asked in shock.
Dawn huffed, "I mean I almost killed him. I put a knife to him and would have slit his throat...but Spike showed up and stopped me." she practically yelled, "Then when he walked in on me and Spike this morning, he...said things to me, and told me I was disgusting and Spike threw him into the stairs and threatened him. Guess that's what he meant." she said slowly, then looked her sister in the eye, "You...I don't know why he wants to hurt you. I thought he like you." she laughed bitterly.
Buffy let everything her sister said sink in. She couldn't believe her innocent little sister could almost kill someone. I remember when I almost killed Faith for Angel, I can understand it. She really does love him. I can't believe I never saw it before. "I found him after Spike finished with him, and told him if he ever tried it again, I would let Spike kill him." They looked at each other in understanding and then were silent for a few moments before Buffy spoke up again, "Dawn, I'm sorry. I didn't mean what I said earlier. You ARE my sister, and you always have been. I love you, and I'm so sorry. You were right before, I did know how you felt about him, I didn't know to what extent, but I did know. It was wrong for me to use him that way, and it was even more wrong to do it knowing you had feelings for him. I didn't even think about how it would hurt you, or how betrayed you would feel. All I thought about was myself, and I hope you could forgive me. I know I don't deserve it, but I promise I will do whatever it takes to earn your forgiveness." she expressed truthfully.
Dawn had tears in her eyes, she couldn't believe that her sister had actually admitted how wrong she had been, and was now asking...no, begging me to forgive her. What she had said had hurt, badly, but I do know that people tend to say things in the heat of the moment that hurt, but they don't mean and end up regretting it later. The fact that she could be so honest about how she screwed up meant so much, especially since she hardly ever admits she was wrong. Dawn swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat, "You just did. I forgive you." she smiled weakly, "What about Spike...me and Spike? I want to be with him, and I don't want to fight with you all the time."
Buffy shook her head, and at first, Dawn thought she was objecting, "I talked to Spike earlier. And I apologized to him too. I also told him that I wouldn't interfere. If you're happy, I'm happy."
Dawn let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding, "I am happy." Buffy nodded her head, "Good, I'm glad. But if he hurts you in any way, I'll end him." she added in a slightly joking manner, although Dawn knew she was dead serious, dead being operative word.
After their moment of understanding, Buffy tried the chains again and let out an aggravated yell, "These are too tight, and I don't have enough leverage! I had a feeling this guy was evil. What the hell is he planning to do with us?"
Dawn started to answer, only to be cut off, "I can answer that. But, it would take the mystery out, and where is the fun in that?" Wood said strolling in with an evil grin.
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Angel had arrived a couple of hours ago, saying that he had something for the Slayer and that he was here to help. Always did have to be the big, strapping hero, here to save the day. This time, however, Spike didn't mind...much. He knew that they were going to need all the help they could get, and if that meant the great big poof, then so be it.
Spike looked out the window, it was already nearly sundown, and neither Dawn or Buffy were back yet. Where were they? Surely they would have been back by now, at least one of them, anyway. He didn't like the idea or Dawn being out this late on a typical Sunnydale evening, much less now, with things going the way they have been lately with The First.
Angel had been glaring at him since the moment he had arrived. Apparently, Buffy had filled him in on the little matter of his soul...along with some other things, as well.
"What the hell is wrong with you, Spike?" he finally asked, anger and confusion filling his face.
Spike raised an eyebrow, he had wondered how long it was going to take him. "What, other than having to endure your company? Absolutely nothing. But, if you like, I could make a list of what's wrong with you." he smirked.
Angel gritted his teeth and growled, "I mean it, Spike, what are you playing at? Buffy told me that you two had...some sort of...relationship," he spat bitterly, "and it ended badly, and you left to go and 'find your soul' for her, and now you're...what...sleeping with her little sister? And don't even try to deny it, I can smell her all over you." he accused.
Not this again! How many bloody time do I have to say it? "First off, not that it's any of your businesses, but yeah, we did have some sort of a relationship...if you would call beating each other senseless, fucking like bunnies every night...or twice a night, a relationship..." he smirked when he heard his grand sire growl, he always loved pressing his buttons...and knew exactly how to do it to perfection, "but when I left, it sure as hell wasn't my soul I was after." he added sourly.
"What were you after?" Angel questioned.
"Actually, I wanted that soddin' chip outta my head, before I came back to kill the Slayer. But, it didn't quite work out that way, did it, mate?"
"So what, Spike? That didn't work out, so you decide to get your revenge by seducing her sister? Are you planning on using her just to rub it in Buffy's face? Or using her for your own personal need until you get bored and decide to break an innocent young girl's heart?" Angel looked as if he were ready to pounce at any given moment.
Spike let out a deep growl, "Neither, you git. It's not bloody like that. I would never do anything like that to her. I'm in love with her, Angelus, something you've never known the meaning of."
Angel couldn't believe what he was hearing. How could he claim to be in love with her while he's screwing her own sister? "You know there is no way she could ever love you. She would never lower herself to that, not after everything you have done...especially, once she finds out that you have been fucking her sister behind her back."
"Are you completely brain dead? I wasn't talkin' about her, you poof. I was talking about Dawn. And what we do is between me an' her, not you...or anyone else for that matter." he said solemnly. "Look, as much fun as it is to piss you off, I have more important things to do at the moment." Spike rolled his eyes as he made his way toward the front door.
Once Spike reached the end of the yard, he closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, searching the air around him for Dawn's scent. His eyes snapped open as he caught a whiff of the same precious elixir he had been allowed to taste just the night before, and his eyes instantly darted to a spot in the grass, where the few drops of the crimson liquid was located. There wasn't very much at all, but there was no mistaking Dawn's blood. He would recognize that smell anywhere, especially after last night. Spike crouched down and inhaled again, looking for anything else familiar to him. He could tell that the blood had been there for at least half an hour already, along with another scent he could quickly identify.
I know I haven't updated at all (except for last chapter) lately, I have had extreme writer's block. I think it is over with now...for the most part, lol. But if anyone has any ideas they would like to throw at me, that would be greatly appreciated. Also, what do you think Wood should have planned? I have a few ideas of where I want to go, but I would love to hear all of your opinions. If you do not feel comfortable leaving them as a review, feel free to private message me. Please tell me what you think of the story so far, reviews are loved...so please, please review. Thank you.