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Never Will You Be Alone
Chapter Nine-Promises
Dawn opened her green eyes with a content sigh even though her body was still sore and ached from the night's previous activity. She brought her hands down from the pillow and fell down onto his arm. Absentmindedly, she ran her hand back and forth over his arm while she thought.
"Where do we go from here?" She wondered aloud.
"Where do you want to go?" Dawn jumped as Connor's voice came from behind her. He chuckled and rolled above her. He looked down at her with a gentle smile.
"Well, what do you want us to be?" Dawn asked. Connor was tempted to return her question, but the look in her eyes spoke volumes. She wanted his honest answer. She needed it.
"I want you," he informed. "In any form or fashion you want me to have you." Dawn smiled up at him and attempted to fight away the thoughts his sentence provoked.
"Boyfriend and girlfriend, okay?" Dawn asked sheepishly. Connor smiled.
"Do I still get to kiss you?" He asked. Dawn giggled and nodded.
"And much more," Dawn added. Connor wiggled his eyebrows at her. She laughed and pushed against his chest. "But all that other will have to wait. Still sore." Dawn watched his brow furrow in confusion.
"I didn't hurt you, did I?" He asked. Dawn shook her head.
"No. It just..normally hurts the girl the first time," she explained. Her face was a gentle red. He seemed to accept her answer and rolled from above her. She stood from the bed with a wide stretch.
Connor watched the cat like way her body moved as she patted into the bathroom. She scooped up her discarded clothing as she walked. He shook his head with a slight laugh before standing and getting dressed himself.
Never Will You Be Alone
Buffy was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Her sister had been missing for twenty-nine hours. She hadn't slept in twenty-nine hours. Buffy knew that her friends were worried about her, but she couldn't bring herself to leave Dawn's room.
'Everything about her I took for granted...' Buffy felt as though she were close to choking as she pulled her sister's favorite stuffed animal to her chest.
"Buffy?" Tara called gently from the door. "Breakfast is done..." Her golden brown eyes were heavy with sadness as she watched her friend holding the small lamb as if it were a lifeline.
"I should have gotten there sooner.." Buffy whimpered. Tara stepped into the room and sat on the end of Dawn's bed. "Maybe she wouldn't have..maybe I could have.."
"Buffy," Tara placed her hand underneath her friend's chin and brought the tear stained face upward. "Dawn isn't dead." Tara pried the small lamb from Buffy's steel grasp. "She is trapped in another dimension. She will be back."
"How do you know?" Buffy sniffed, staring up at Tara with wide, hopeful green eyes. Tara smiled and pushed some of Buffy's fallen hair out of her face.
"Have you ever known Dawnie to break a promise?" Tara asked. At Buffy's confused look, Tara moved to clarify. "When Willow and I were having problems, Dawn told me that she would always be there for me. For all of us. How is she going to be there is she isn't here?"
"What if she's happy there?" Buffy choked. "Where ever she is..."
"Then we should be happy in her place and pray that she will return." Tara ompted not to add that hell dimensions were not known for giving their occupants happiness. Or that it was a miracle she was still alive.
"The Key has chosen her champion..." Tara recalled. 'He is her protector.'
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Dawn smiled at the sad inn keeper as she held her hands in between her scaly ones.
"You will come back to visit me, won't you, dear?" The elderly demon whispered. Dawn smiled brightly.
"I will. I promise." The inn keeper smiled and patted her hand before dropping them. Connor stood beside Dawn shifting restlessly back and forth when the demoness turned to him.
"Keep her safe, Stephen," the inn keeper whispered as she shook his hand. Connor nodded, but did not speak. The inn keeper smiled sadly and dropped his hand. Connor rested his hand on Dawn's lower back as they walked out of the marketplace.
"We will see her again, won't we?" Dawn asked, her tone low and gentle. Connor glanced over at her and allowed a small smile to spread onto his face.
"We will," he promised.
Never Will You Be Alone
"You think the Bit will come back?" Spike asked the red headed witch in a low tone over the dinner table. Willow watched the blonde vampire over her pancakes. His eyes were red. He had been crying in the silence of the night. Willow swallowed her bite and set her fork down.
"We can hope she will," Willow answered in a low tone. "There is no evidence that she won't return, but Spike...she's in a hell dimension." Spike's eyes widened in horror. "She might not come back the same Dawnie we know.."
"She will..." Xander growled angrily from the now open back door causing Spike and Willow to jump. Anya stood behind Xander with tears in her eyes and donuts in her arms. None of them noticed Buffy coming down the stairs with a worried Tara tagging behind.
"Dawn's in a hell dimension..." Anya whispered. Her legs suddenly felt as though they had turned to jelly. Buffy stopped at the foot of the stairs. Her whole body locked up. The words 'hell dimension' circled in her mind.
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"Hey, don't get too far ahead!" Connor called out as Dawn raced ahead of him. Still a small smile graced his face at her confidence with terrain. Even through his nervousness about being out in the open again, he couldn't help but admire the way she moved about the wilderness. He glanced down when he climbed over a log. When he glanced up Dawn was gone.
"Let go of me!" He heard Dawn protest. He burst through the treelining to see a hand wrapped around Dawn's ankle just as three other demons rose from the ground. Connor jerked his arms enough for his blades to come free of the leather that held them. The demon holding her screeched as Connor's blade sliced through his wrist.
"Now, now, Stephen," one demon taunted, "There aren't many women in these parts...why must you hog the only one.." Connor was aware of her grip tightening against his bare shoulder. He was vaguely aware of her other hand sliding downward to her sword.
"Sorry, boys, she's not up for grabs," Connor vowed. The noise of a sword being drawn brought the other demons up short. Dawn turned on her heel so that they were back to back.
"I've got your back," Dawn promised, her breath brushed against the shell of his ear as she spoke. He nodded and stepped foward to swing at the nearest demon. The fight was on. The closed demon raced toward her. Dawn side stepped his swing and brought the sword down into the skin of his neck. His head fell to the ground with a sickening squish.
Connor glanced back at her to make sure she was alright. Dawn nearly cursed aloud as the demon coming from the ground chose that moment to take advantage. She leapt to her feet and thrust herself in front of the blade. Searing pain exploded through her as the sword met her flesh. The demon screeched out as Dawn shoved her blade into his midsection and ripped upward through the pain.
Dawn fought the pain as she turned toward the closest demon flung her sword into the demon's unprotected head. She rolled away from a strike and yanked her sword from the fallen demon's head. Connor seemed to shake out of his shock at her action and fought off the demon that had been dangerously close to Dawn. Dawn turned to the demon's friend and swung her sword as hard as she could. Her eyes widened as the blade bit through the armor and sliced through the demon's stomach. Both demons fell in tantum to one another.
Dawn swayed on uneasy feet. Blood loss was gradually taking its toll. Connor turned in time to catch her before she could fall. He swallowed back tears as he looked down at her. He wanted to shake her, scream at her, but most of all, he wanted to kiss her.
"Thanks," she mumbled. Connor opened his mouth to reply, but the ground began to shake and split open. More demons rose from the earth. Dawn murmured a curse while Connor tensed. His arm was still around her waist supporting her and attempting to stop the bleeding.
As Dawn stared at the many demons around her, she thought of the chant that Glory and her men had done. Connor moved forward to fight against them, but Dawn tightened her grip on his arm. He glanced over at her. His eyes widened to see her lips moving in a silent speech. He tilted his head as a glow overtook them.
Chapter Nine-Promises
Dawn opened her green eyes with a content sigh even though her body was still sore and ached from the night's previous activity. She brought her hands down from the pillow and fell down onto his arm. Absentmindedly, she ran her hand back and forth over his arm while she thought.
"Where do we go from here?" She wondered aloud.
"Where do you want to go?" Dawn jumped as Connor's voice came from behind her. He chuckled and rolled above her. He looked down at her with a gentle smile.
"Well, what do you want us to be?" Dawn asked. Connor was tempted to return her question, but the look in her eyes spoke volumes. She wanted his honest answer. She needed it.
"I want you," he informed. "In any form or fashion you want me to have you." Dawn smiled up at him and attempted to fight away the thoughts his sentence provoked.
"Boyfriend and girlfriend, okay?" Dawn asked sheepishly. Connor smiled.
"Do I still get to kiss you?" He asked. Dawn giggled and nodded.
"And much more," Dawn added. Connor wiggled his eyebrows at her. She laughed and pushed against his chest. "But all that other will have to wait. Still sore." Dawn watched his brow furrow in confusion.
"I didn't hurt you, did I?" He asked. Dawn shook her head.
"No. It just..normally hurts the girl the first time," she explained. Her face was a gentle red. He seemed to accept her answer and rolled from above her. She stood from the bed with a wide stretch.
Connor watched the cat like way her body moved as she patted into the bathroom. She scooped up her discarded clothing as she walked. He shook his head with a slight laugh before standing and getting dressed himself.
Never Will You Be Alone
Buffy was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Her sister had been missing for twenty-nine hours. She hadn't slept in twenty-nine hours. Buffy knew that her friends were worried about her, but she couldn't bring herself to leave Dawn's room.
'Everything about her I took for granted...' Buffy felt as though she were close to choking as she pulled her sister's favorite stuffed animal to her chest.
"Buffy?" Tara called gently from the door. "Breakfast is done..." Her golden brown eyes were heavy with sadness as she watched her friend holding the small lamb as if it were a lifeline.
"I should have gotten there sooner.." Buffy whimpered. Tara stepped into the room and sat on the end of Dawn's bed. "Maybe she wouldn't have..maybe I could have.."
"Buffy," Tara placed her hand underneath her friend's chin and brought the tear stained face upward. "Dawn isn't dead." Tara pried the small lamb from Buffy's steel grasp. "She is trapped in another dimension. She will be back."
"How do you know?" Buffy sniffed, staring up at Tara with wide, hopeful green eyes. Tara smiled and pushed some of Buffy's fallen hair out of her face.
"Have you ever known Dawnie to break a promise?" Tara asked. At Buffy's confused look, Tara moved to clarify. "When Willow and I were having problems, Dawn told me that she would always be there for me. For all of us. How is she going to be there is she isn't here?"
"What if she's happy there?" Buffy choked. "Where ever she is..."
"Then we should be happy in her place and pray that she will return." Tara ompted not to add that hell dimensions were not known for giving their occupants happiness. Or that it was a miracle she was still alive.
"The Key has chosen her champion..." Tara recalled. 'He is her protector.'
Never Will You Be Alone
Dawn smiled at the sad inn keeper as she held her hands in between her scaly ones.
"You will come back to visit me, won't you, dear?" The elderly demon whispered. Dawn smiled brightly.
"I will. I promise." The inn keeper smiled and patted her hand before dropping them. Connor stood beside Dawn shifting restlessly back and forth when the demoness turned to him.
"Keep her safe, Stephen," the inn keeper whispered as she shook his hand. Connor nodded, but did not speak. The inn keeper smiled sadly and dropped his hand. Connor rested his hand on Dawn's lower back as they walked out of the marketplace.
"We will see her again, won't we?" Dawn asked, her tone low and gentle. Connor glanced over at her and allowed a small smile to spread onto his face.
"We will," he promised.
Never Will You Be Alone
"You think the Bit will come back?" Spike asked the red headed witch in a low tone over the dinner table. Willow watched the blonde vampire over her pancakes. His eyes were red. He had been crying in the silence of the night. Willow swallowed her bite and set her fork down.
"We can hope she will," Willow answered in a low tone. "There is no evidence that she won't return, but Spike...she's in a hell dimension." Spike's eyes widened in horror. "She might not come back the same Dawnie we know.."
"She will..." Xander growled angrily from the now open back door causing Spike and Willow to jump. Anya stood behind Xander with tears in her eyes and donuts in her arms. None of them noticed Buffy coming down the stairs with a worried Tara tagging behind.
"Dawn's in a hell dimension..." Anya whispered. Her legs suddenly felt as though they had turned to jelly. Buffy stopped at the foot of the stairs. Her whole body locked up. The words 'hell dimension' circled in her mind.
Never Will You Be Alone
"Hey, don't get too far ahead!" Connor called out as Dawn raced ahead of him. Still a small smile graced his face at her confidence with terrain. Even through his nervousness about being out in the open again, he couldn't help but admire the way she moved about the wilderness. He glanced down when he climbed over a log. When he glanced up Dawn was gone.
"Let go of me!" He heard Dawn protest. He burst through the treelining to see a hand wrapped around Dawn's ankle just as three other demons rose from the ground. Connor jerked his arms enough for his blades to come free of the leather that held them. The demon holding her screeched as Connor's blade sliced through his wrist.
"Now, now, Stephen," one demon taunted, "There aren't many women in these parts...why must you hog the only one.." Connor was aware of her grip tightening against his bare shoulder. He was vaguely aware of her other hand sliding downward to her sword.
"Sorry, boys, she's not up for grabs," Connor vowed. The noise of a sword being drawn brought the other demons up short. Dawn turned on her heel so that they were back to back.
"I've got your back," Dawn promised, her breath brushed against the shell of his ear as she spoke. He nodded and stepped foward to swing at the nearest demon. The fight was on. The closed demon raced toward her. Dawn side stepped his swing and brought the sword down into the skin of his neck. His head fell to the ground with a sickening squish.
Connor glanced back at her to make sure she was alright. Dawn nearly cursed aloud as the demon coming from the ground chose that moment to take advantage. She leapt to her feet and thrust herself in front of the blade. Searing pain exploded through her as the sword met her flesh. The demon screeched out as Dawn shoved her blade into his midsection and ripped upward through the pain.
Dawn fought the pain as she turned toward the closest demon flung her sword into the demon's unprotected head. She rolled away from a strike and yanked her sword from the fallen demon's head. Connor seemed to shake out of his shock at her action and fought off the demon that had been dangerously close to Dawn. Dawn turned to the demon's friend and swung her sword as hard as she could. Her eyes widened as the blade bit through the armor and sliced through the demon's stomach. Both demons fell in tantum to one another.
Dawn swayed on uneasy feet. Blood loss was gradually taking its toll. Connor turned in time to catch her before she could fall. He swallowed back tears as he looked down at her. He wanted to shake her, scream at her, but most of all, he wanted to kiss her.
"Thanks," she mumbled. Connor opened his mouth to reply, but the ground began to shake and split open. More demons rose from the earth. Dawn murmured a curse while Connor tensed. His arm was still around her waist supporting her and attempting to stop the bleeding.
As Dawn stared at the many demons around her, she thought of the chant that Glory and her men had done. Connor moved forward to fight against them, but Dawn tightened her grip on his arm. He glanced over at her. His eyes widened to see her lips moving in a silent speech. He tilted his head as a glow overtook them.
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