Day Break/BSC/Lost Fic: Wanna Get It On, Dawn? (7/9)
Title: Wanna Get It On, Dawn? (7/9)
Authors: nutmeg610 & toxic_corn
Rating: PG - 13
Fandom: Day Break/BSC/Lost crossover (crack, basically)
Disclaimer: We don't own Day Break or Lost or the Baby-sitter's Club books. They belong to those bastards at ABC, and Ann M. Martin and Scholastic Books.
Summary: Now that Mary Anne Spier and Chad Shelten are dating, her step-sister Dawn finds herself wanting to get back into the dating scene. It's perfect timing when the new cop in Chad's office, Kevin, takes an interest in her. But Kevin's got a complicated past that could get in the way of their new relationship.
Author's Note: Yes, this is another delightful crack pairing from toxic_corn and myself! If you're brave enough to read, then we salute you! So have you guys seen Nathan Fillion's appearance on Lost, as Kevin the cop? Yeah, well I figured he'd be the perfect guy for Dawn, especially after Kate jacked him around like she did, and hence, this sequel to Your Boyfriend Snorts Cocaine, Mary Anne was born.
Round Up Post
"Don't ask me what's wrong with him. He's been MIA all week. I'll tell you one thing: if he pulls this crap next week, I'm demoting him. I don't know to what yet, but I'll think of something demeaning."
~snippet of a voicemail from Chad Shelten to Dawn Schafer
Taking a deep breath, Dawn knocked on Kevin's front door. He hadn't been answering his phone for days, and Chad had told her he hadn't been coming into work either. She was worried something awful had happened, like he'd been driving home from work and drove off a cliff, or he was eating tortilla chips on the couch and choked to death on one. What had happened?
The door opened a crack, the chain holding it in place. Even though it was the middle of the afternoon, it was dark inside, like all his curtains were shut.
"Hi, Dawn." Kevin's voice materialized from the darkness. "This isn't a good time--"
"Kevin, my God!" Dawn exclaimed, coming up as close as she could. "What happened? You haven't been to work in days, you won't answer my calls; I thought something awful had happened to you!" She was halfway between bursting into tears and busting the door down to punch him in the gut.
"I-I know, I... just need some time alone."
"Why? Will you at least let me in because you're really freaking me out."
He let out a sigh, muttered, "Sure," and closed the door to unlock the chain. He opened it back up and stepped aside. She walked in cautiously, since she was getting a really creepy vibe from the dark room, and from Kevin as she finally got a good look at him. His hair stuck up in every direction, and he hadn't shaved in days. At least he didn't smell the way he looked, which was dirty and homeless.
"Kevin, what's going on?" she asked gently, taking his hand in hers.
He took a deep breath and shook his head. "I can't tell you."
"Yes you can!" Dawn encouraged. "You can tell me anything."
When he glanced up at her, his eyes were vacant and distant. "Not this." He pulled his hand from hers and Dawn felt her supressed anger bubble up to the surface.
"Of course! I shouldn't have expected you to. You never tell me anything that's bothering you!" She placed her hands on her hips and glared at him.
"Dawn--"
"No!" she exclaimed, feeling the tears want to start. "What is it? What's happened that you don't trust me enough to just tell me?"
"Look, I wish I could just tell you ok?" he yelled back. "But some things are better off just left alone."
"But you're not leaving it alone, that's the problem!" Dawn crossed her arms in front of herself protectively. "You've been holed up here for days and I want to help you. But I can't if you won't tell me what caused this."
Kevin wanted to spill out everything. Everything about Monica; about how she turned his life upside down and backwards, but the words stalled in his throat. Instead, he spoke words that even he wasn't expecting.
"Maybe we should just back up for awhile. This is becoming... too much."
Dawn dropped her arms and took half a step back. "But Kevin, I... I love you! I thought that you felt the same?" She looked hurt and bewildered, and that tore Kevin up inside. He had no idea what he felt. His heart was being tugged in two completely opposite directions.
"I-I don't know what I feel! I'm so mixed up and the woman I vowed to spend the rest of my life with is dead!"
"She... what? I thought you were divorced?" Dawn was utterly lost.
"I am but she... I got news a few days ago that she died... in that plane crash over the Pacific. Look, I can't-- I can't do this right now." He turned away from her, not wanting for her to see him get emotional.
Dawn felt like she'd been kicked in the stomach. To get that kind of news was awful, but then to keep it to yourself and suffer alone? That wasn't healthy, and she didn't want Kevin to keep doing it. "You look terrible, do-- do you want me to get you something to eat? Or... is there anything I can do?"
He shook his head, still refusing to face her. "I'm sorry, I just need to be alone for awhile."
"You've been alone all week, Kevin. Everyone's worried about you."
"I know." He looked over his shoulder at her with puppy eyes. "I just don't want to talk about it right now, but it's all I can think about."
His eyes forced Dawn's feet to move until she had circled around him, touching his face "We don't have to talk about it, but I can stay here with you and keep you company."
Again he shook his head. "Dawn... I need to be alone right now."
"Would... could you at least start going to work again? I'd feel better knowing you weren't holed up here by yourself. You need fresh air and sunlight."
"I'll go out when I'm ready." he muttered, starting to get frustrated.
"Chad's being pretty understanding about this but that'll only last so long..." she trailed off, giving him a worried look.
"Ok, fine. I'll go to work, Jesus."
She flinched at his sharp tone. He'd never spoken so harshly to her before. "Well, if you're not ready then never mind."
He sighed, speaking softly, "You should go."
Her resolve to not cry failing, she nodded as her voice broke, "I really should." She turned to go as Kevin looked down sadly at his feet. It was one thing to not see the woman you love walk out on you because you were passed out on the floor, it was another altogether to watch the woman you might be falling in love with walk away crying and knowing you caused it.
Dawn walked out the door, shutting it firmly behind her and muttered to herself as her tears finally escaped.
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Authors: nutmeg610 & toxic_corn
Rating: PG - 13
Fandom: Day Break/BSC/Lost crossover (crack, basically)
Disclaimer: We don't own Day Break or Lost or the Baby-sitter's Club books. They belong to those bastards at ABC, and Ann M. Martin and Scholastic Books.
Summary: Now that Mary Anne Spier and Chad Shelten are dating, her step-sister Dawn finds herself wanting to get back into the dating scene. It's perfect timing when the new cop in Chad's office, Kevin, takes an interest in her. But Kevin's got a complicated past that could get in the way of their new relationship.
Author's Note: Yes, this is another delightful crack pairing from toxic_corn and myself! If you're brave enough to read, then we salute you! So have you guys seen Nathan Fillion's appearance on Lost, as Kevin the cop? Yeah, well I figured he'd be the perfect guy for Dawn, especially after Kate jacked him around like she did, and hence, this sequel to Your Boyfriend Snorts Cocaine, Mary Anne was born.
Round Up Post
"Don't ask me what's wrong with him. He's been MIA all week. I'll tell you one thing: if he pulls this crap next week, I'm demoting him. I don't know to what yet, but I'll think of something demeaning."
~snippet of a voicemail from Chad Shelten to Dawn Schafer
Taking a deep breath, Dawn knocked on Kevin's front door. He hadn't been answering his phone for days, and Chad had told her he hadn't been coming into work either. She was worried something awful had happened, like he'd been driving home from work and drove off a cliff, or he was eating tortilla chips on the couch and choked to death on one. What had happened?
The door opened a crack, the chain holding it in place. Even though it was the middle of the afternoon, it was dark inside, like all his curtains were shut.
"Hi, Dawn." Kevin's voice materialized from the darkness. "This isn't a good time--"
"Kevin, my God!" Dawn exclaimed, coming up as close as she could. "What happened? You haven't been to work in days, you won't answer my calls; I thought something awful had happened to you!" She was halfway between bursting into tears and busting the door down to punch him in the gut.
"I-I know, I... just need some time alone."
"Why? Will you at least let me in because you're really freaking me out."
He let out a sigh, muttered, "Sure," and closed the door to unlock the chain. He opened it back up and stepped aside. She walked in cautiously, since she was getting a really creepy vibe from the dark room, and from Kevin as she finally got a good look at him. His hair stuck up in every direction, and he hadn't shaved in days. At least he didn't smell the way he looked, which was dirty and homeless.
"Kevin, what's going on?" she asked gently, taking his hand in hers.
He took a deep breath and shook his head. "I can't tell you."
"Yes you can!" Dawn encouraged. "You can tell me anything."
When he glanced up at her, his eyes were vacant and distant. "Not this." He pulled his hand from hers and Dawn felt her supressed anger bubble up to the surface.
"Of course! I shouldn't have expected you to. You never tell me anything that's bothering you!" She placed her hands on her hips and glared at him.
"Dawn--"
"No!" she exclaimed, feeling the tears want to start. "What is it? What's happened that you don't trust me enough to just tell me?"
"Look, I wish I could just tell you ok?" he yelled back. "But some things are better off just left alone."
"But you're not leaving it alone, that's the problem!" Dawn crossed her arms in front of herself protectively. "You've been holed up here for days and I want to help you. But I can't if you won't tell me what caused this."
Kevin wanted to spill out everything. Everything about Monica; about how she turned his life upside down and backwards, but the words stalled in his throat. Instead, he spoke words that even he wasn't expecting.
"Maybe we should just back up for awhile. This is becoming... too much."
Dawn dropped her arms and took half a step back. "But Kevin, I... I love you! I thought that you felt the same?" She looked hurt and bewildered, and that tore Kevin up inside. He had no idea what he felt. His heart was being tugged in two completely opposite directions.
"I-I don't know what I feel! I'm so mixed up and the woman I vowed to spend the rest of my life with is dead!"
"She... what? I thought you were divorced?" Dawn was utterly lost.
"I am but she... I got news a few days ago that she died... in that plane crash over the Pacific. Look, I can't-- I can't do this right now." He turned away from her, not wanting for her to see him get emotional.
Dawn felt like she'd been kicked in the stomach. To get that kind of news was awful, but then to keep it to yourself and suffer alone? That wasn't healthy, and she didn't want Kevin to keep doing it. "You look terrible, do-- do you want me to get you something to eat? Or... is there anything I can do?"
He shook his head, still refusing to face her. "I'm sorry, I just need to be alone for awhile."
"You've been alone all week, Kevin. Everyone's worried about you."
"I know." He looked over his shoulder at her with puppy eyes. "I just don't want to talk about it right now, but it's all I can think about."
His eyes forced Dawn's feet to move until she had circled around him, touching his face "We don't have to talk about it, but I can stay here with you and keep you company."
Again he shook his head. "Dawn... I need to be alone right now."
"Would... could you at least start going to work again? I'd feel better knowing you weren't holed up here by yourself. You need fresh air and sunlight."
"I'll go out when I'm ready." he muttered, starting to get frustrated.
"Chad's being pretty understanding about this but that'll only last so long..." she trailed off, giving him a worried look.
"Ok, fine. I'll go to work, Jesus."
She flinched at his sharp tone. He'd never spoken so harshly to her before. "Well, if you're not ready then never mind."
He sighed, speaking softly, "You should go."
Her resolve to not cry failing, she nodded as her voice broke, "I really should." She turned to go as Kevin looked down sadly at his feet. It was one thing to not see the woman you love walk out on you because you were passed out on the floor, it was another altogether to watch the woman you might be falling in love with walk away crying and knowing you caused it.
Dawn walked out the door, shutting it firmly behind her and muttered to herself as her tears finally escaped.
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