Magiacally Dead 5.2
Part Two. Been a while. Sorry. Kinda almost forgot about putting up the second part.
Here you go:
"Ah, that would be classified Sir," Major Davis shrugged at the General and Dawn didn't let her smirk overtake her smile. Major Davis wasn't as bad as he looked.
Gathering his thoughts, General Hammond turned back to Dawn. "That is admittitly impressive. Why are you willing to risk your life for the United States of America, should we ever go to war?"
Leaning back in the chair, Dawn ran a hand over her hair. This was a tough question. "Well, I could give you this big speal about protecting the US from forgien enemies, but that's not true. Or at least, not the number one reason. What I want to do, is protect the innocent. I don't want people to have to face the horror of war. I don't want ot stand back and let someone protect me. I'm not 'innocent'," She emphasised the word with finger motion quotation marks, "I've seen what the bad guy's do." Deciding on whim, Dawn unbuttoned her jacket and tolled up her shirt to her ribs, showing the two men in front of her the three horisontal scars on her stomache, "I was kidnapped by a psycho woman named Glory when I was fourteen. She was planning on bleeding me out on a tower to open a dimensional portal back to her universe." Dawn ran absent fingers over the scars, "My sister saved my life. She faught Glory on that tower. I almost lost my sister then. Glory pushed her off, she grabbed Glory, taking both of them off the tower. Buffy caught the edge of the building and swung herself back up onto the roof. Glory didn't make it."
Shaking her head, Dawn rolled her shirt back down. The story she'd told the General and Major was the 'unaware' version. By the look in the Major's eyes, he knew the real story.
"Miss Summers," General Hammond shook his head, "I'm sorry to hear that."
"It's been over and done with for three years General Hammond, I'm over it." Her voice hardened once again, "But I'm not the type of person to let that happen to someone else. I won't be broken by a little torture and blood loss. I plan on moving in with my brother here in Colorado Springs so I can go to the Acadamy."
General Hammond grabbed that information, "Your brother? Your file says you only have a sister."
"Xander. Alexander Harris. He and Buffy and Willow have been best friends since they were fifteen. I consider him my brother. He has a baby, Ryan, and two adopted daughters." A fond smile came over Dawn's face. She really loved little Ryan and his big sisters.
"Well Miss Summers," the General stood and extending his hand, "Given that if I start asking deeper questions Major Davis will start saying 'classified', I'll tell you now. I will gladly sponser you to the Acadamy."
Before Dawn could let out a happy little shriek, a tall blonde woman burst into the room, "General Hammond..." she trailled off, seeing Dawn, "There's a problem back at the base."
"Thank you Major Carter," General Hammond nodded to Dawn, "I'll be watching your progress Miss Summers."
"Thank you so much Sir." Dawn watched the General and blonde Major leave the room then turned her attention to Major Davis. "So, uh, did you want to talk to me a bit Sir? I'm guessing that's why you're still here."
"Miss Summers."
"Please, call me Dawn."
"Dawn. I was told to give you a message from someone pretty important." Major Davis smiled and Dawn melted a little bit more. He really was kinda cute.
"Who? The only people who know that I'm applying for the Acadamy are my family, you and the General."
"Actually, all the applicants to the Acadamy are screened and when your name came up, your file was forwarded to this person. He wanted to tell you in person, but I pursuaded him that coming here himself was a bit too much attention for a 'regular' applicant." Major Davis shrugged, "I know that you're not regular, but to everyone not in on the secret, you are just another seventeen year old girl trying to get into the Air Force."
"So, who was it? And what did he want to say to me?" Dawn couldn't think for the life of her of anyone who wanted to talk to her. Especially anyone in the military, except for Riley and Graham.
"The Commander in Chief wanted to thank you for everything you've done to help save the world."
For a moment, Dawn's brain stopped prossessing. Then it re-booted.
Commander in Chief.
"The President!?" Her voice squeaked and she slapped a hand over her mouth, not believing how it had betrayed her.
There was a twinkle in Major Davis' eyes and he nodded, "That's the person. Anyway, he just wanted you and everyone you work with to know that he and this country are extremely greatful for everything you've done and sorry for everything that you have been put through."
Scenes of blood and lost limbs and torture flashed through Dawn's minds eye and her face fell. What everyone had been though... No one could ever be sorry enough for all of the pain that her family and friends had been through. "It's a nice sentiment, but we don't need anyone to be sorry for us." Gathering herself, Dawn stood and held her hand out. Major Davis shook it and she took a breath, "You can tell the Commander in Chief that if he wanted to say thank you to anyone, it would be Buffy, Willow and Xander. They did most of the saving, and took most of the damage. Tell him that if he wants to feel sorry about the trials we've been though, he can visit the graves of the dead. We've filled an entire cemetary with our lost loved ones." Spinning on her heel, Dawn made for the door, trying not to let her tears fall.
"Dawn!" Major Davis followed her out the door to the corridor, "Dawn, I'm sorry, I didn't mean..." He paused when he realised that classes had ended and every student in the hall was looking at them. "Dawn."
"Don't bother Major. I'm sorry for reacting the way I did, but you startled me. Have a good day Major Davis." With no more to say, Dawn walked sedately down the hall, not noticing the way the cadet's moved out of her way, not realising that she cut a stately figure of grace as she left.
Not that she would have cared, had she known.
**To Be Continued**
Here you go:
"Ah, that would be classified Sir," Major Davis shrugged at the General and Dawn didn't let her smirk overtake her smile. Major Davis wasn't as bad as he looked.
Gathering his thoughts, General Hammond turned back to Dawn. "That is admittitly impressive. Why are you willing to risk your life for the United States of America, should we ever go to war?"
Leaning back in the chair, Dawn ran a hand over her hair. This was a tough question. "Well, I could give you this big speal about protecting the US from forgien enemies, but that's not true. Or at least, not the number one reason. What I want to do, is protect the innocent. I don't want people to have to face the horror of war. I don't want ot stand back and let someone protect me. I'm not 'innocent'," She emphasised the word with finger motion quotation marks, "I've seen what the bad guy's do." Deciding on whim, Dawn unbuttoned her jacket and tolled up her shirt to her ribs, showing the two men in front of her the three horisontal scars on her stomache, "I was kidnapped by a psycho woman named Glory when I was fourteen. She was planning on bleeding me out on a tower to open a dimensional portal back to her universe." Dawn ran absent fingers over the scars, "My sister saved my life. She faught Glory on that tower. I almost lost my sister then. Glory pushed her off, she grabbed Glory, taking both of them off the tower. Buffy caught the edge of the building and swung herself back up onto the roof. Glory didn't make it."
Shaking her head, Dawn rolled her shirt back down. The story she'd told the General and Major was the 'unaware' version. By the look in the Major's eyes, he knew the real story.
"Miss Summers," General Hammond shook his head, "I'm sorry to hear that."
"It's been over and done with for three years General Hammond, I'm over it." Her voice hardened once again, "But I'm not the type of person to let that happen to someone else. I won't be broken by a little torture and blood loss. I plan on moving in with my brother here in Colorado Springs so I can go to the Acadamy."
General Hammond grabbed that information, "Your brother? Your file says you only have a sister."
"Xander. Alexander Harris. He and Buffy and Willow have been best friends since they were fifteen. I consider him my brother. He has a baby, Ryan, and two adopted daughters." A fond smile came over Dawn's face. She really loved little Ryan and his big sisters.
"Well Miss Summers," the General stood and extending his hand, "Given that if I start asking deeper questions Major Davis will start saying 'classified', I'll tell you now. I will gladly sponser you to the Acadamy."
Before Dawn could let out a happy little shriek, a tall blonde woman burst into the room, "General Hammond..." she trailled off, seeing Dawn, "There's a problem back at the base."
"Thank you Major Carter," General Hammond nodded to Dawn, "I'll be watching your progress Miss Summers."
"Thank you so much Sir." Dawn watched the General and blonde Major leave the room then turned her attention to Major Davis. "So, uh, did you want to talk to me a bit Sir? I'm guessing that's why you're still here."
"Miss Summers."
"Please, call me Dawn."
"Dawn. I was told to give you a message from someone pretty important." Major Davis smiled and Dawn melted a little bit more. He really was kinda cute.
"Who? The only people who know that I'm applying for the Acadamy are my family, you and the General."
"Actually, all the applicants to the Acadamy are screened and when your name came up, your file was forwarded to this person. He wanted to tell you in person, but I pursuaded him that coming here himself was a bit too much attention for a 'regular' applicant." Major Davis shrugged, "I know that you're not regular, but to everyone not in on the secret, you are just another seventeen year old girl trying to get into the Air Force."
"So, who was it? And what did he want to say to me?" Dawn couldn't think for the life of her of anyone who wanted to talk to her. Especially anyone in the military, except for Riley and Graham.
"The Commander in Chief wanted to thank you for everything you've done to help save the world."
For a moment, Dawn's brain stopped prossessing. Then it re-booted.
Commander in Chief.
"The President!?" Her voice squeaked and she slapped a hand over her mouth, not believing how it had betrayed her.
There was a twinkle in Major Davis' eyes and he nodded, "That's the person. Anyway, he just wanted you and everyone you work with to know that he and this country are extremely greatful for everything you've done and sorry for everything that you have been put through."
Scenes of blood and lost limbs and torture flashed through Dawn's minds eye and her face fell. What everyone had been though... No one could ever be sorry enough for all of the pain that her family and friends had been through. "It's a nice sentiment, but we don't need anyone to be sorry for us." Gathering herself, Dawn stood and held her hand out. Major Davis shook it and she took a breath, "You can tell the Commander in Chief that if he wanted to say thank you to anyone, it would be Buffy, Willow and Xander. They did most of the saving, and took most of the damage. Tell him that if he wants to feel sorry about the trials we've been though, he can visit the graves of the dead. We've filled an entire cemetary with our lost loved ones." Spinning on her heel, Dawn made for the door, trying not to let her tears fall.
"Dawn!" Major Davis followed her out the door to the corridor, "Dawn, I'm sorry, I didn't mean..." He paused when he realised that classes had ended and every student in the hall was looking at them. "Dawn."
"Don't bother Major. I'm sorry for reacting the way I did, but you startled me. Have a good day Major Davis." With no more to say, Dawn walked sedately down the hall, not noticing the way the cadet's moved out of her way, not realising that she cut a stately figure of grace as she left.
Not that she would have cared, had she known.
**To Be Continued**