Hello, sorry for late, but finally I’m back with this story, too ;)

Amelia-Jane, Sharon, THANK YOU SOOO MUCH!!



Chapter Twenty: Not Ready Yet (I took something from ‘Through The Looking Glass’ and ‘There’s No Place Like Plrtz Glrb’ in AtS)

(U1) SUNNYDALE

Dawn woke up in tears; her mood hadn’t improved during her sleep. She was surprised to find out that she wasn’t alone in that room though.


“Oh, my God, Wes, you scared me!” she exclaimed, jolting and bringing her hand to her heart.

He was fast asleep on the chair next to the bed, but hearing her agitate woke him up as well.

“Dawn, finally, you’re awake... “ he murmured, getting up to go towards her.

“But... how did you get in?”

“Well, my darling, you have the same bad habit that your sister has, you both forget to lock the door,” he explained, but that did nothing but bring up those sad memory that had tormented the girl all the previous night long, so the tears resumed falling from her eyes.

“Damn myself! Forgive me, Dawnie, I didn’t meant to make you cry again!” he cursed himself, hugging her tight and caressing her hair. “Do you want to know why it’s me the one who is here now and not Willow, Tara or anyone else?” he asked her and she nodded, trying to wipe the tears from her eyes.

“Well, it’s because I guess that I’m the one who has the right speech for you,” he answered, making Dawn curious. “Believe me, sometimes you shouldn’t trust what’s written in books... and these are wise words coming from a guy who has spent lots of years between books,” he admitted with a smirk.

“What do you mean?” she asked in confusion.

“I’m talking about hope, that intangible thing that makes you believe in something, even if everyone around you keeps telling you that it’s not possible...” he said, but the sceptic and not very convinced look in his girl’s face made him realize that maybe he should give her some examples.

“You know, during all those years I’ve worked with Angel and the others, I’ve seen almost everything, I’ve faced lots of adventures, but there’s one I’ll never forget...” he went on, managing to arouse Dawn’s interest.

“Which one?” she asked him.

“When we ended up in Lorne’s dimension in order to rescue Cordelia who had somehow became the Queen of that World, but that’s another story...” he said. “In that world, everything was upside down, the inhabitants kept the human beings in captivity and they called us ‘cows’. We set up a big battle where not everyone was supposed to survive. Well, someone ripped Lorne’s head off, but don’t worry, that didn’t kill him, because his body was still whole, but that’s another story, too...” Wesley informed her as Dawn began getting nervous by Wesley’s continuous digressions. She had never met a guy so able to lead his speech in any other direction but the main one.

“Plus, Angel also had trouble to control his demon in that dimension, because it...”

“But that’s another story, too, right? For God’s sake, Wes, let’s cut to the damned chase!” Dawn snapped, rolling her eyes.

< At least, she is not crying anymore...> he thought.

“Ok. I’ve never been as scared as I was in that dimension. Everyone kept saying that it was impossible to get out from that world, that we were going to inevitably die, that there wasn’t the slightest chance of salvation for us. But, as you can see, I’ve came back as all the others have. See? The impossible is not always really impossible, so keep the faith, honey.” Wesley concluded, whispering the last part as he put a lock of her hair behind her ear, caressing her face.

“You were right...” she exclaimed, after some minutes of silence. “You did have the right speech to cheer me up!” she admitted, showing him something that he hadn’t seen since the previous day: a smile. “Thank you, Wes,” she murmured, hugging him.


They stayed like that for a while, without talking, just looking into each other’s eyes. It was a matter of a few seconds, before their lips and tongues met again.

He was the first to stop, parting slowly from her and kissing her forehead.

“Well, now I’d better go...” he murmured, ready to get up, but she stopped him, tugging his arm.

“Don’t!” she pleaded with him and then she pushed him on the mattress, placing herself on top of him.

“You know, all those things that had happened recently made me think a lot... and my conclusion is that life is too short and I’d better do now what I could regret not doing tomorrow,” she said, starting to unbuttoning his shirt.

“Dawn, what... what are you doing?” he asked her surprised, puzzled but also very pleased and intrigued by her so unexpected initiative.

After all, he was only a man!

“Wesley, I need you. I want you, Let me show you how badly I do...” she went on, caressing his abs and bending over to kiss him, hugging him even tighter.

After the umpteenth deep kiss, finally Wesley’s conscience and good sense seemed to overcome him again.

“No, Dawnie, stop this!” he protested, pushing her away in a gentle way and buttoning his shirt again.

She looked at him confused and he seemed to notice that.

“Believe me, baby, it’s not that I don’t want you,” he clarified and she smiled, but he prevented her from getting any closer to him again. “But not now. Not this way. You’re still shocked, so now you’re very vulnerable. You think that you want this now, but you really don’t, and I’m not gonna take advantage of that...” he explained to her.

“Probably now you’re upset and also a little bit mad at me, but then you will thank me for this, trust me!” he added and she just confined to stare at him, unable to speak. “Willow and Tara will come here later to keep you some company, ok? Now I’d really better go, see you, honey!” he said, leaving her alone with her thoughts as she tried to understand what had happened, because at the moment the poor guy absolutely needed a shower, a very, very cold one!

(End I)


I hope you'll still like it, part II will come soon ;)





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