(Crossover: Buffy/Supernatural) Stages of love: Attraction Dawn Summers/Dean Winchester
Title: Girl is Followed Into the Bar
Author: Jmaria
Theme: Attraction
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Joss and Kripke are the Bosses. They own Dawn and Dean
Pairing: Dawn Summers/Dean Winchester
Words: 475
Summary: He was supposed to be dead
Author's Notes: This is a companion piece to the whole These Rough Currents piece - because Dawn and Dean would not shut up during the Fam (Faith/Sam) stages. So, they got their own stage piece.
Girl is Followed Into the Bar
Dawn had been thrilled when Giles had assigned her to go through her final stages of watcher training with Faith. Robin had been her official ‘go-to’ watcher, but things happened and she volunteered to take the older watcher’s place. Faith had been pretty cool about it, and their first mission had been to seek out the remnants of Angel Investigations. Wes and Cordelia were dead, Angel was nearly impossible to track - and they’d found Gunn and the girl that had been Fred a few weeks back. That’s when Faith learned about Harmony’s betrayal, and made it her mission to track the vampire down.
Which involved a road trip. She was excited, and a bit too eager to take out Harmony. Of course, Faith tracked down the vamp faster than Dawn had thought. She watched from the corner of the demon bar as Faith made her way over to the two hapless mortals who’d picked Harmony up. Actually, Dawn was glaring at the sandy-haired of the two. He looked familiar, and Dawn was sure she’d seen his face pop up on the web concerning a string of murders not too far back. He was also supposed to be dead.
He was cute, and if he wasn’t dead - well, that would have been a bonus. Unfortunately, he had the bad taste to pick up something like Harmony. She watched as he yelled at Faith, and pale an instant later. Dawn frowned as she watched the older girl’s reaction, and watched as the lighter haired guy looked around nervously. What the hell was going on? The slayer caught her eye over the shoulder of the taller man and nodded her over.
“These boys offered to buy us drinks, D,” Faith grinned up at the dark haired man. “Sam and Dean, right?”
“These boys are dead, F,” Dawn frowned at the other man.
“Feels like they’ve got a pulse to me,” Faith slipped her fingers around the dark one’s wrist.
“He might be, but shorty here doesn’t.”
“Did she just call me shorty?” Dean snapped, as Sam fought to keep the smile off his face.
“He’s as dead as Harmony was, I saw the obit,” Dawn glared at him.
“Excuse me, I’ve got a pulse.”
“Okay, so your a regenerative demon then,” Dawn snapped.
“As far as I know, he’s still human. Boy ain’t thrownin’ off any demon vibes, D.” Faith couldn’t help but smirk at the younger watcher.
“What obit did you see?” Sam asked curiously.
“It ran a few weeks back, a homicidal murderer -”
“That wasn’t me,” Dean groaned.
“What was it, your doppelganger?”
“As a matter of fact, yeah it was.”
“Oh,” Dawn frowned. “Really?”
It made her feel a little better, realizing that she hadn’t developed a crush on another dead guy. That was one family tradition she was hoping to avoid.