“Hi Dawnie,” Buffy said as she wrapped her arms around the slender teen. “I’m glad you are okay. But do you mind telling me just exactly you were doing out here in the dark? And does your mother know where you are?”
Spike simply stared at the vision in front of him. Slender, petite and simply radiating power, the person Dawn had called Buffy was a walking contradiction. She looked like she couldn’t hurt a fly, but the sword slung across her back spoke loudly otherwise. Her long blonde hair shimmered under the moonlight, contrasting sharply with her black clothes. Her eyes, when the light caught them, glimmered like a cat’s but it was the figure encased in the black clothes that would have stolen his breath if he had needed to breathe. Full, ripe breasts, just perfect for her small frame, a tiny waist, that he bet himself he could span with both hands, rounded hips that curved nicely into a heart-shaped ass, and long, slender legs that seemingly went on forever, despite her small stature. She looked like she had stepped off the cover of a magazine, or out of any man’s wet dreams, into reality. “My fault that the Nibblet is out here. She was studying at a friends house and her mum hadda work late at the so she asked me to make sure Dawn got home alright. Wasn’t expecting that horny bugger to jump us though” Spike said, as he ran his hand thru the hair on the back of his neck.
“Don’t blame Spike, Buffy” Dawn begged. “He didn’t know that demon was out here, and he was trying to kill it before it… well you know…” Dawn trailed off, looking at Buffy with beseeching eyes.
“Alright Dawn, I’ll reserve judgment… for now. Why don’t you introduce me to your friends?” Buffy asked, all the while wondering what 2 obviously grown men were doing in the dark with a 12 year old girl.
“COOL! This is Spike,” Dawn reached out and grabbed his hand, pulling him closer. “He’s totally cool, in that Big Brother kind of way. Mom lets him stay in the basement and everything. He helps me with my homework, and he protects us too. He’s a good guy Buffy; he wouldn’t hurt me, or anyone else for that matter. Well unless they were gonna hurt one of us first.” Dawn practically vibrated with her excitement.
“Pleasure to meet you, Luv,” Spike purred as he eyed her appreciatively.
“Okay, now that you’ve met the fanged wonder, would someone mind giving me a hand over here? I seem to have a slight problem,” Xander grumbled, as he fell down for the third time while attempting to stand.
“And that bumbling fool over there is Xander. One of these days he might learn to walk upright,” Spike snarked as he watched Xander crawl over to them after giving up attempting to stand.
Buffy’s nose twitched as she picked up the scent of alcohol. “Did you bathe in whatever you were drinking? ‘Cause you stink.”
Xander rolled over onto his back, staring up at the night sky and groaned aloud. “Please tell me I didn’t break the bottles, Anya is sooo gonna kill me if I did.”
“Sorry to hear that Xander, would you like an open or closed casket for your funeral?” Spike asked with an air of false innocence.
“Um guys, as much as I love hanging out in cemeteries, do you think we can move this party elsewhere before something decides it wants to make a snack out of you three?” Buffy asked impatiently, all the while glancing about her with an air of readiness.
“Well, Luv. It won’t be me they’d be snacking on, but I get your point.” Spike turned to the prostrate Xander and prodded him with the toes of his boot. “Rise and shine Harris, or do I have to carry you?”
“There will be no carrying of me by you. I can walk, I think…” Xander mumbled as he rolled over and clambered to his feet. “Lead on pretty lady, I will follow you to the pits of hell. Provided you aren’t after my luscious bod. That belongs only to Anya.” Xander grinned as Dawn lightly slapped him on the arm.
“Xander, you are soooo gonna slap yourself when you find out who she is,” Dawn declared. “In fact, Anya may slap you for even thinking it.”
Buffy shook her head and laughed softly. “I think I might like your friends Dawn, but we do need to take this elsewhere. Preferably indoors, cause we have company coming and they don’t seem to be of the politeness.”
Spike’s head shot up, as he took a deep, un-needed breath. “She’s right, and whatever they are, they sure as hell ain’t human. Let’s move out people. As it is Joyce is gonna have my hide for Dawn being in the cemetery. Take one little short-cut and your night is ruined…” He trailed off, mumbling to himself as he took up a position between the girls and the as yet unseen problem.
Buffy glanced at Spike, a troubled look on her face. She turned to Dawn and said in a low voice, “You are so gonna tell me why you are hanging out with a vampire, and why he isn’t trying to kill you.” She took Dawn’s hand in hers and started walking towards the street. “Come ON people, we don’t have all night!”
Xander hurried after them. “Hey not so fast, I think I’m safer with you than with the bleached wonder back there. HE likes to use me as bait.”
You could almost hear the smirk in Spike’s voice as he said “Not my fault you look like a nummy treat, Harris.” Spike had heard what Buffy had said to Dawn and was looking forward to her reaction when she was told all about him. Mind you, he was also hoping to learn all about her.
The four of them swiftly made their way to the house on Revello Drive . Joyce’s SUV clearly parked in the driveway.
“Oh bugger, she beat us home. I’m dust.” Spike complained
Dawn raced up the steps and into the house, hollering “MOM, guess who I ran into! You will never believe it!”
Joyce turned to Dawn and smiled, “I’d love to meet your friend, after you tell me why you are out so late, young lady.” Just then, Joyce caught sight of Buffy in the doorway.
The last thing anyone heard as she passed out was “Mother?”
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