Disclaimer: Blah, I don’t own anything, blah, blah. You know the drill.
Authors Note: I’m SO sorry I haven’t updated for so long!! I haven’t been able to work out how to do this ‘Get Spike + dawn in the same room’ bit without it being totally wrong! Thanks for the support and ideas; I owe this chapter to Jen (who yelled at me every day for about a month) and Jaimeth (who put new batteries in my thinking cap). Please R+R I’m hoping to get another chapter up ASAP! Love Lucy XxXx
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Dawn could hear them talking downstairs but the voices weren’t distinguishable, she closed her eyes lying back on her bed allowing the tears to slide down her face.
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“No. I know that Dawn trusts Spike but I do not think he is who she needs to see right now. She needs to over come this on her own, just like the rest of us, and we can help her”
“Giles she doesn’t want us! You’ve seen how she ignores us or doesn’t listen. I don’t think I’ve heard her say anything since the day…”
Willow’s voice tailed off with a small sob, Tara pulled her to her, looking over at Giles.
“P-please… g-give him a chance?”
Giles watched the two witches, tears rolling down Willow’s cheeks as Tara wipes them with her fingers. He could cope with his own grief, burying it deep inside whilst others let theirs out, but seeing the despair and misery clear in Willow’s eyes he realised they were right, everyone grieved in their own way. He may need to do it alone but maybe Tara was right about Dawn, she needed someone to trust implicitly, someone who knew her depth of pain.
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The knock came at about 6 o’clock, a quick rap of knuckles against the glass of the back door. Willow opened it gently but pulled back fast as Spike entered the kitchen without even asking as he’d done before.
“I’m seeing Dawn”
His voice was tight, gravely from the effort of not allowing his worry and grief to show. As she nodded a little Willow noted his once bright eyes were dulled, their blueness turned to a dark grey. His duster hung as always from his shoulders, but he seemed almost lost in it now, he didn’t walk with the swagger to carry it off. Watching him dart up the stairs Willow wondered about the peroxide vampire, it wasn’t possible for him to have really loved Buffy without a soul, but maybe in some odd demony way he had.
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A cold hand wiped the tears from her face and Dawn opened her eyes. Spike was kneeling by her bed. She didn’t say anything just watched him, her eyes filling as his did, moving back she allowed him room to lie next to her then cried in to his black shirt, her grief and bitterness over flowing.
“It hurts”
Spike’s vampire hearing picked up the two small, almost silent words between the sobs and he folded his arms around her his own eyes spilling.
“I know love… I know”
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Tara walked to Dawn’s door and listened, she could just about make out Spike’s voice above her rapidly beating heart, the murmur of his reassurances, after a few moments she smiled a little, tiptoeing away after hearing Dawn’s choked voice, hear heart rate returning to normal.
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Disclaimer: Blah, I don’t own anything, blah, blah. You know the drill.
Authors Note: I’m SO sorry I haven’t updated for so long!! I haven’t been able to work out how to do this ‘Get Spike + dawn in the same room’ bit without it being totally wrong! Thanks for the support and ideas; I owe this chapter to Jen (who yelled at me every day for about a month) and Jaimeth (who put new batteries in my thinking cap). Please R+R I’m hoping to get another chapter up ASAP! Love Lucy XxXx
* * * * * * * * * *
Dawn could hear them talking downstairs but the voices weren’t distinguishable, she closed her eyes lying back on her bed allowing the tears to slide down her face.
- - - - - - - - -
“No. I know that Dawn trusts Spike but I do not think he is who she needs to see right now. She needs to over come this on her own, just like the rest of us, and we can help her”
“Giles she doesn’t want us! You’ve seen how she ignores us or doesn’t listen. I don’t think I’ve heard her say anything since the day…”
Willow’s voice tailed off with a small sob, Tara pulled her to her, looking over at Giles.
“P-please… g-give him a chance?”
Giles watched the two witches, tears rolling down Willow’s cheeks as Tara wipes them with her fingers. He could cope with his own grief, burying it deep inside whilst others let theirs out, but seeing the despair and misery clear in Willow’s eyes he realised they were right, everyone grieved in their own way. He may need to do it alone but maybe Tara was right about Dawn, she needed someone to trust implicitly, someone who knew her depth of pain.
The knock came at about 6 o’clock, a quick rap of knuckles against the glass of the back door. Willow opened it gently but pulled back fast as Spike entered the kitchen without even asking as he’d done before.
- - - - - - - - -
“I’m seeing Dawn”
His voice was tight, gravely from the effort of not allowing his worry and grief to show. As she nodded a little Willow noted his once bright eyes were dulled, their blueness turned to a dark grey. His duster hung as always from his shoulders, but he seemed almost lost in it now, he didn’t walk with the swagger to carry it off. Watching him dart up the stairs Willow wondered about the peroxide vampire, it wasn’t possible for him to have really loved Buffy without a soul, but maybe in some odd demony way he had.
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A cold hand wiped the tears from her face and Dawn opened her eyes. Spike was kneeling by her bed. She didn’t say anything just watched him, her eyes filling as his did, moving back she allowed him room to lie next to her then cried in to his black shirt, her grief and bitterness over flowing.
“It hurts”
Spike’s vampire hearing picked up the two small, almost silent words between the sobs and he folded his arms around her his own eyes spilling.
“I know love… I know”
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Tara walked to Dawn’s door and listened, she could just about make out Spike’s voice above her rapidly beating heart, the murmur of his reassurances, after a few moments she smiled a little, tiptoeing away after hearing Dawn’s choked voice, hear heart rate returning to normal.
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