Chapter 7: Another perspective.

Here it is: Chapter 7. I hope you like it. I really do. And once more (with feeling): Have fun reading and please review. -Anyanca-

Booth smiled as Dawn walked in. 'Hi, pumpkin.' He sat on the bed, the covers thrown back. Apparently he was about to go in the main room. She smiled. 'I'd stay here if I were you. And please don't call me pumpkin anymore. It was cute when I was 14, but now, it's just embarrassing.' He smiled. 'Of course it is. I just wanted you to know I didn't forget you.'

'As if I'd ever let you.'

'True. So, from now on I'll call you Dawn, okay?'

'Okay, And how am I supposed to call you? I heard them say something off a Seeley Booth.'

'Let's make things clear; don't ever call me Seeley. Booth's fine by me, but NEVER call me Seeley. Deal?'

'If you stop calling me Pumpkin.'

'Deal.' She hugged him. What had he missed that. 'By the way.' She whispered in his ear. 'You're still Angel to me.' He smiled. 'I know. Buffy still calls me Angel too. And Spike? Well, he's back to Peaches.' She giggled. 'I almost forgot that story. Suddenly a tingle appeared in her eyes. He raised his finger. 'Don't even think about it.'

'I wouldn't dare.'

'I'm sure you wouldn't.'

'So.' Dawn said. 'What's wrong?' He sighted. 'Nothing. I just got a flu. No big deal.'

'Okay, and you've been alive for how long now?'

'A couple of hours, why?'

'A couple of hours? You're alive a couple of hours and already you got a flu. I'm alive for 19 years and guess what? Never had flu.' She seemed very proud of that.

'Then you better get out. Or you'll be sick too. You wouldn't want that, would you?'

'No, but then you're all alone.'

'Dawn, I've been alone for 200 years, I can handle a couple a minutes, you know.'

'Whatever, I don't want to go out. Buffy's like an army-guy lately, she's frustrated because there are so little demons and vamps to kill, she thinks it's too quit here.'

'That's typical Buffy. She's always complaining she has so much work in Sunnydale, then she finally gets out of there and she complains 'bout how little work she has now. That's how I know her.'

'But you don't. Not anymore. It's been what? Five years? She changed, Angel.'

'I know, people change. But I still know her; she's not a stranger to me, Dawn.'

'I know. It's just- I'm sorry. I- never mind.' She stood up and walked over to the door. 'Dawn, wait.' Booth stood up too and took her by her wrist. She stopped. 'I'm not mad at you.' He said. 'I know.'

Booth smiled 'Then stay. I don't really want to be alone.' He suddenly gasped for breath. And quickly placed his hand right under his stomach. 'Ah.' He managed to get out before sinking to his knees. Dawn kneeled next to him, as he lay groaning on the floor. 'Buffy!'

'What?'

'Come in here!'

Only a fraction of a second later Buffy ran into the bedroom, with Bones and the rest of the gang on her heels.

You want to know what happened to him, don't you? Sure you do. But you'll have to be a little bit more patient, if I don't change my mind, which I usually don't. You will find out next chapter. That would be chapter 8 Please review. Any ideas are still welcome. -Anyanca-