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Ashley, Amelia-Jane, Sharon ( i also updated 'Before ' yesterday) , thank you all so, so very much!
Your support is always wonderful!

Here the new chapter:


Chapter Fourteen: Waiting

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In an unconsecrated church, not very far away from the school, there was a lot of excitement.

People with black long tunics walked around the room, a very dark room, where the only light came out from four candles, one in each corner of the room.

The elder members of the sect were forming a circle around a table as they kept chanting relentlessly. They didn’t look at each other, for to the simple reason that... they had not eyes. They seemed to be impatient but also uptight, as if they didn’t know what to expect, until they heard the windows of the church vibrate and felt the floor tremble under their feet. In fact, a gap opened in the middle of the room and a dense cloud of black smoke came out from it, assuming defined human features.


The sect exulted, because the object of their adoration, the one that they’d been waiting for so long, was finally back.

And it was nothing but the First Evil, that after breaking free from the other dimension, as it had been predicted, had appeared in front of the sect. .

For the time being the First Evil had assumed the appearance of Caleb, a priest who had turned his back to his religion and his God to become the First Evil’s most trustful and devote servant, and a vicious cold killer, too. He had died, just to reborn after with a new demonic nature.


But that had happened in another dimension, the one where LES and GB came from.

The First was perfectly aware of what had happened... and it craved revenge. After all the incitements and exhortations from the sect ended, Caleb/The First started talking.


“My acolytes, my adepts, finally I’m here with you and we’ll start a new world. Everything is gonna change. Now, just grab your knives and go. You already know what to do. We need blood, a lot of it, so my powerful army rises again soon!” he commanded and everyone obeyed, leaving. “Stupid naïve people, as if a trick like that could ever stop me! But I’ll make them pay for this affront. Those two will realize who the First Evil is very soon. I already know what I have to do and it will be a piece of cake!” the First thought out loud with a devilish sneer, before fading away.

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LOS ANGELES (U1)

It had been a very good idea to bring Dawn to LA, because that had took her mind off from her concern over how Buffy and Spike were faring in the other dimension.

The girl got along with everyone at Angel Investigations, and since she still had the secret dream of becoming an actress one fine day, she spent a lot of time with Cordelia, reading some of her transcripts just for fun, but according to the brunette she had a lot of potential.

From Harmony she had learned some strategies to look older than her actual age, but luckily, Angel, Gunn, Lorne and Wesley always kept an eye on her to prevent her from going out with a make up or an outfit that made her seem the kind of girl she wasn’t.

And lately, the gorgeous former Watcher’s attitude towards Dawn was confusing her, a lot. It wasn’t that he didn’t like her company, she could tell that he did for sure, since it was * his * idea to bring her to LA with him. But she had the distinct impression that for the last few days he had been doing anything he could to avoid her, to not to stay with her more than two minutes. And even in the very short time they spent together, Dawn could always feel a certain distance between them.


But she wasn’t that upset over that, mostly because she had noticed all the glances he threw at her whenever he was sure she couldn’t see him.

Something didn’t click about his attitude and she was determined to find out what was happening with Wes.

She wasn’t that close with Gunn, so it wouldn’t be a good idea to talk with him, mostly because he would surely take his colleague/friend’s side, just like Lorne and Angel would do, although she felt a little closer to Angel than to the other two.

Stupid solidarity among males!

Cordelia was one of Wesley’s former girlfriends, so she didn’t think it would be nice to broach this subject with her, mostly because Cordelia didn’t even know that she had a crush for Wesley.

With Harmony she could talk about make up, fashion, perfumes and gossip about the celebrities, but she’d better avoid the topic ‘boys’ with the blondie, since she could very well start flirting with the gorgeous Englishman just to annoy her.

After all, it wasn’t as if there was such a great friendship between Dawn and Harmony. After all, when she had been the head of her ridiculous vampire gang, she had attempted to kill her... and she’d almost managed to do it, too! And that wasn’t something a girl could easily forget or forgive.


There was only a person left, the one that had actually became a very good friend to her.

Dawn found her in her room and she got inside without hesitating, mostly because she knew that Angel was out, so her poor innocent eyes didn’t risk seeing anything obscene.

“Hey, Dru, what are you doing?” she exclaimed, curiously watching as Dru held a pack of antique Tarot cards in her hands.

“I was just trying to figure when this little bit of plastic would stop spiderwebbing its nasty blue shockwaves in my poor head, but it seems that it will carry on and on and on forever...” she answered upset, gathering the cards from her bed.

“Wait, don’t put them in the drawer!” Dawn stopped her.

Drusilla looked at her perplexed.

“Do you want me to teach you how to read the cards?” she wondered.

“No, well... maybe another time. Now I just want you to read them for another person... Wesley,” she explained, blushing when she pronounced his name.

Drusilla smiled, putting a hand on her chest.

“The wind told me that you have that guy here...” she stated. “And I bet that you want to find out whom he has in his heart...” she concluded, and without even waiting for confirmation, she started mixing the cards, placing and turning them with a defined order.

When she turned the last one, she said nothing, but then she picked them up, mixing them and starting all over again. When she turned the last card, she did the same thing again.

Dawn didn’t know why she was acting so weirdly, but when she attempted to do it for the fourth time, she stopped her.

“Hey, Dru, what’s wrong? What did you see there?”

“I saw that he’s fallen for something very antique ... but younger than him, but that doesn’t make any sense! And if * I * say that, well… I’ve said everything!” Drusilla answered, a little bit puzzled.

“Believe me, Dru, that * does * makes sense, a wonderful sense!” the girl explained with a large grin. “I guess I’ll go talk with him right now...” she said, approaching to the threshold.

“You won’t find him before tonight-..” Drusilla warned her.

Dawn stopped, coming back.

“Did the Moon tell you that?” she smirked, sitting on her bed.

“No, his agenda did, after all I’m a secretary now!” the brunette explained, a little bit insulted, making Dawn laugh.

It was almost incredible how Drusilla had changed in such a short time.

“Anyway, thank you, Dru, you helped me a lot!” Dawn changed subjects as she saw Dru take some blood out from the refrigerator that she and her Sire kept in their room and pouring it into a cup to warm it on the microwave, another useful tool that the two vampires kept there.

“Have you ever tried it with cookies? Spike always does that!” Dawn advised her as Drusilla took the cup from the microwave.

“Uh?”

“Just to make it taste different. You know, sometimes Buffy pours the blood in a bowl and then she adds cereal. At the beginning I was squeamish and horrified every single time I saw them do that stuff, but now it’s just normal...” she chuckled.

“Uh, no, I don’t like those things. William has always been a pretty odd vampire, and it seems that Buffy is following him in his oddness, but I’m an old fashioned vamp,” Drusilla explained, sipping her cup after blowing on it. “Uff! This animal blood tastes just like... animal blood. There’s no fear, no thrill, no terror... oh, I miss a good kill so badly!” she grieved.

“Now you sound exactly like Spike did when he had the chip!” the other commented.

“Really?”

“Really. And do you know what I did to cheer him up a little bit? I asked him to tell me some scary tales about his past...” Dawn explained. “So, Dru, do you want to tell me some scary tales of your past?”

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When Dru finished her tale, it was already evening and that meant just one thing: Wesley and the others were back.

Drusilla didn’t lost time and she had run into her Angel’s arms as soon as she saw him.

Dawn had given Wesley some time to relax and recover from their mission, while she looked for the perfect outfit.

She needed a compromise between ‘simple and natural’ and ‘Harmony’s strategy’.

And Buffy and Spike’s gift, that thankfully she’d brought with her, seemed to be the perfect choice.

TBC

I hope you’ll like the friendship between ‘this ‘ Dru and Dawn as I do! ;)

Now I go update ‘Simply Absurd ‘, too! ;)





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