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AtS/BtVS Crossovers › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
30
Views:
4,644
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Chapter 8
Summary: What happens to Spike (and Angel) after ‘Not Fade Away.’
Rating: NC-17 Explicit sexual descriptions (later on), some language.
Pairings: Dawn/Spike, with a small side of Buffy/Xander.
Feedback: Yes, please. This is my first time posting a fic, so be gentle!
Archive? : Ask me first.
Beta: I need one!
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em. I’m just borrowing them for a while since Joss isn’t using them anymore. If I was making any money off of this, I would own a much better laptop!!!
Chapter 8
“Dawnie…wake up…they’re here.”
“Unngh?” Dawn struggled to pry her eyes open as someone, who she decided must be very rude, tried to shake her awake.
“Get up. Willow and Giles are here,” The voice, which she tentatively identified as female, sounded annoyed. What was it annoyed for? It was the one being rude.
“Go away,” She muttered, rolling over and snuggling into the big, warmish thing laying next to her. It was a nice warmish thing. It just laid there, being warmish, and not trying to wake her up. It smelled good, too. It smelled like…“Spike?” Suddenly, the memory of the night before came back, and Dawn was instantly wide awake. With a frightened gasp, she sat up and leaned over him, half afraid she was going to find she’d been snuggling with a huge pile of warmish dust.
“He’s okay,” Buffy patted her back reassuringly. “He’s still warm though, I don’t know if that’s a really bad thing or not.”
“Can’t be good,” Dawn said sadly, glancing over her shoulder at her older sister. She was surprised to see her fully clothed, wondered momentarily why she was surprised, and then an evil smile crossed her face when she finally remembered all of the events of the night before. “So…how was your night, Sis?”
“Shut up,” Buffy laughed, her eyes lighting up despite their current crisis.
“Buffy’s in looove,” Dawn teased. “Buffy and Xander, sitting in a tree…”
“Shh!” Buffy quietly shushed her younger sister. “You’ll wake him up!” She reminded her, pointing at Spike. “Come on, let’s go find a cure for him, and then we can hang out with Willow and have all the girl talk you want.”
Dawn smirked and whispered, “Okay, but you’re not getting out of it once this is over. I want details!”
“Dawn! Ew! You’re my baby sister for crying out loud!” Buffy made a face as Dawn quickly began to change from her pajamas into jeans and a t-shirt.
“Not those kinds of details, perv,” Dawn said, sticking out her tongue. Buffy just giggled and stuck out her tongue in return. Dawn smiled warmly at her. “I’m glad to see you so happy.” She said sincerely. “I haven’t seen you happy since…” She trailed off and they both glanced over at the unconscious vampire on the bed.
“Yeah,” Buffy bit her lip. “I know.”
“We’ll talk later,” Dawn frowned worriedly, wondering how her older sister felt about Spike’s sudden return from the dead. She knew her sister was truly in love with Xander, but she had been pretty devastated by Spike’s death. “Okay, I’m all set.” Plastering a broad smile on her face, she stood up and headed out the door, eager to find out if Giles or Willow knew of anything that could help Spike.
As soon as she entered the living room, Willow swooped in and enveloped her in a huge hug. “Dawnie! Hi! Long time no see.” The redhead gushed, holding her back to look at her. “Did you grow some more? When are you going to stop doing that?!”
“Uh, any time now, I assume. I am an adult now, you know. You were at my birthday party!” Dawn reminded her, pouting slightly. When were they all going to realize she wasn’t a child anymore?
“And you’ve graduated,” Giles spoke up, as calm and British as always. “Congratulations, Dawn. I wish I could have flown in for the ceremony but I just couldn’t get out of my meeting yesterday afternoon.” He smiled sadly and gave her a warm hug, “I would have loved to have been there.”
“Pfft!” Dawn snorted, waving her hand in front of her face. “Don’t worry about it. It was boring anyway. Not even one teeny tiny demon. I wanted out of there so bad, I was about to try summoning something myself, by the end.” She finished with a wink.
Years ago Giles would have gaped like a fish over a comment like that, but he merely winked back and said, “Pixies are always good for livening things up a bit.” Catching a dirty look from Buffy, he immediately frowned and stammered, “Not…not that I would condone doing any such thing!”
“Well, if Giles is done corrupting our youth, maybe you two would like to see Angel and Spike?” Buffy asked Willow, who nodded soberly.
As the group began to file out of the living room toward Xander’s room, Giles sighed, “I wish you had told us before we left that they’d been attacked by a dragon. The coven might have some kind of antidote we could have brought with us.”
“We didn’t know,” Buffy replied. “Spike was doing his manly ‘I don’t need help from anyone’ thing, and we didn’t find out what was really going on until you two had already left.” She shrugged dejectedly.
“I think Angel is going to be okay soon,” Dawn spoke up, hopefully. “He looked better after I fed him last night. He told me that the poison in Spike’s blood was keeping him from healing, since he couldn’t get any healthy blood on his own.”
Willow nodded thoughtfully. “If Spike didn’t know how sick he is, he probably didn’t realize he was passing toxins on to Angel as well.”
Keeping her voice down as they stood outside Xander’s bedroom, Dawn told the others, “I don’t think Spike was thinking too clearly, anyway. He didn’t even think to call and ask us to come get him.”
“Well, they’re here now, and we’re going to help them both any way we can,” Giles said confidently. With that, he opened the door and entered the room. Upon seeing Angel’s burns, he quietly exclaimed, “Good Lord! This is better?”
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Author's note: Reviews? Anyone?
Rating: NC-17 Explicit sexual descriptions (later on), some language.
Pairings: Dawn/Spike, with a small side of Buffy/Xander.
Feedback: Yes, please. This is my first time posting a fic, so be gentle!
Archive? : Ask me first.
Beta: I need one!
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em. I’m just borrowing them for a while since Joss isn’t using them anymore. If I was making any money off of this, I would own a much better laptop!!!
Chapter 8
“Dawnie…wake up…they’re here.”
“Unngh?” Dawn struggled to pry her eyes open as someone, who she decided must be very rude, tried to shake her awake.
“Get up. Willow and Giles are here,” The voice, which she tentatively identified as female, sounded annoyed. What was it annoyed for? It was the one being rude.
“Go away,” She muttered, rolling over and snuggling into the big, warmish thing laying next to her. It was a nice warmish thing. It just laid there, being warmish, and not trying to wake her up. It smelled good, too. It smelled like…“Spike?” Suddenly, the memory of the night before came back, and Dawn was instantly wide awake. With a frightened gasp, she sat up and leaned over him, half afraid she was going to find she’d been snuggling with a huge pile of warmish dust.
“He’s okay,” Buffy patted her back reassuringly. “He’s still warm though, I don’t know if that’s a really bad thing or not.”
“Can’t be good,” Dawn said sadly, glancing over her shoulder at her older sister. She was surprised to see her fully clothed, wondered momentarily why she was surprised, and then an evil smile crossed her face when she finally remembered all of the events of the night before. “So…how was your night, Sis?”
“Shut up,” Buffy laughed, her eyes lighting up despite their current crisis.
“Buffy’s in looove,” Dawn teased. “Buffy and Xander, sitting in a tree…”
“Shh!” Buffy quietly shushed her younger sister. “You’ll wake him up!” She reminded her, pointing at Spike. “Come on, let’s go find a cure for him, and then we can hang out with Willow and have all the girl talk you want.”
Dawn smirked and whispered, “Okay, but you’re not getting out of it once this is over. I want details!”
“Dawn! Ew! You’re my baby sister for crying out loud!” Buffy made a face as Dawn quickly began to change from her pajamas into jeans and a t-shirt.
“Not those kinds of details, perv,” Dawn said, sticking out her tongue. Buffy just giggled and stuck out her tongue in return. Dawn smiled warmly at her. “I’m glad to see you so happy.” She said sincerely. “I haven’t seen you happy since…” She trailed off and they both glanced over at the unconscious vampire on the bed.
“Yeah,” Buffy bit her lip. “I know.”
“We’ll talk later,” Dawn frowned worriedly, wondering how her older sister felt about Spike’s sudden return from the dead. She knew her sister was truly in love with Xander, but she had been pretty devastated by Spike’s death. “Okay, I’m all set.” Plastering a broad smile on her face, she stood up and headed out the door, eager to find out if Giles or Willow knew of anything that could help Spike.
As soon as she entered the living room, Willow swooped in and enveloped her in a huge hug. “Dawnie! Hi! Long time no see.” The redhead gushed, holding her back to look at her. “Did you grow some more? When are you going to stop doing that?!”
“Uh, any time now, I assume. I am an adult now, you know. You were at my birthday party!” Dawn reminded her, pouting slightly. When were they all going to realize she wasn’t a child anymore?
“And you’ve graduated,” Giles spoke up, as calm and British as always. “Congratulations, Dawn. I wish I could have flown in for the ceremony but I just couldn’t get out of my meeting yesterday afternoon.” He smiled sadly and gave her a warm hug, “I would have loved to have been there.”
“Pfft!” Dawn snorted, waving her hand in front of her face. “Don’t worry about it. It was boring anyway. Not even one teeny tiny demon. I wanted out of there so bad, I was about to try summoning something myself, by the end.” She finished with a wink.
Years ago Giles would have gaped like a fish over a comment like that, but he merely winked back and said, “Pixies are always good for livening things up a bit.” Catching a dirty look from Buffy, he immediately frowned and stammered, “Not…not that I would condone doing any such thing!”
“Well, if Giles is done corrupting our youth, maybe you two would like to see Angel and Spike?” Buffy asked Willow, who nodded soberly.
As the group began to file out of the living room toward Xander’s room, Giles sighed, “I wish you had told us before we left that they’d been attacked by a dragon. The coven might have some kind of antidote we could have brought with us.”
“We didn’t know,” Buffy replied. “Spike was doing his manly ‘I don’t need help from anyone’ thing, and we didn’t find out what was really going on until you two had already left.” She shrugged dejectedly.
“I think Angel is going to be okay soon,” Dawn spoke up, hopefully. “He looked better after I fed him last night. He told me that the poison in Spike’s blood was keeping him from healing, since he couldn’t get any healthy blood on his own.”
Willow nodded thoughtfully. “If Spike didn’t know how sick he is, he probably didn’t realize he was passing toxins on to Angel as well.”
Keeping her voice down as they stood outside Xander’s bedroom, Dawn told the others, “I don’t think Spike was thinking too clearly, anyway. He didn’t even think to call and ask us to come get him.”
“Well, they’re here now, and we’re going to help them both any way we can,” Giles said confidently. With that, he opened the door and entered the room. Upon seeing Angel’s burns, he quietly exclaimed, “Good Lord! This is better?”
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Author's note: Reviews? Anyone?