Spike was drowning a bottle of tequila when he heard a young girl scream. He shot up and ran through the night.
He saw some vampires hovering over something. “Hold her still!” One of them growled.
“I don’t think so boys,” Spike said, as he staked one of them.
The little girl the vamps were trying to chew on, scampered behind a large grave stone.
Spike staked the vampires and looked at the little girl.
“Hey,” he said, kneeling in front of her. “You okay?”
“You look like them,” the girl whimpered.
Spike shook off his game face and looked at the girl. “What’s your name?”
“Dawn,” the girl whimpered. “Can you help me find my mommy?”
Spike looked at her in shock. “Um… yeah,” he said, standing up. “I have a few friends that might be able to help me out.”
The girl stood up and whimpered. “Ow.”
“Are you okay?” Spike asked, concerned.
“My leg hurts,” Dawn said, tears in her eyes.
Spike scooped her up and she rested her head on his shoulder. He made his way to Buffy’s and prayed this wasn’t his Nibblet.
Buffy looked up as the back door opened. “Spike, not now,” she muttered.
“Where’s your sister?” Spike asked.
“I don’t know,” Buffy said, softly.
“I think this is her,” Spike said, showing her the sleeping girl in his arms.
Buffy looked at the young girl and she did look familiar. She took a closer look and it did look like Dawn at a young age. “Where did you find her?”
“Cemetery. Right outside my crypt. She said her leg hurts,” he said, as she began to wake up.
“Mommy?” The girl mumbled.
“No just me,” Spike said, softly.
“I want my mommy,” Dawn whimpered, as tears welled in her eyes.
Spike hugged her tightly. “Shhh,” he whispered. “I’m Spike and this is Buffy.”
Dawn hugged him back and realized what he just said. “My sister’s name is Buffy.”
Buffy smiled. “Dawn?”
Dawn looked over at the woman. “You’re not my sister,” she said, tearfully.
“I’ll take care of you though,” Buffy said.
Dawn looked at Spike and he nodded. She eagerly went into Buffy’s arms. “Spike, will I see you tomorrow?”
“He’ll be here when you wake up,” Buffy said, reassuringly. “Spike, don’t go anywhere. This little girl needs her rest.
Dawn smiled at Spike before putting her head on Buffy’s shoulder, as she carried the young girl upstairs.
A few minutes later, Buffy down. “Spike?”
He was sound asleep on the couch and Buffy had to smile. She closed the curtains and draped a blanket over him. She kissed his forehead tenderly. “Goodnight Spike,” she whispered, turning out the lights.
She went upstairs with a smile and fell asleep.
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