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[sired1880spike]

A night to end all nights, it had been; I'd nearly killed Dawn, and then I'd really killed her, turning her blood to ice and making her like me. I could still smell the petrol, the taste of smoke on the wind as the Summers house burned. I glanced over at the passenger seat where Dawn sprawled, feet up against the dashboard, all coltish limbs and

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[lockless_key]

I'd only be lying if I said that the past few days have been the best days of my life 'cause I'm not alive anymore. What Spike and I had done... what I had done... it's something else. I used to dream about life after graduation, when I could take my diploma and just leave, go to a place where I've never been before and start all over. Have a new life. Become someone else.

Then Spike came back and everything changed.

Although I did become someone else, it wasn't quite what I had in mind. But it's so much better. Spike and I are more evenly matched now, and he doesn't have to hold back anymore, with me. While the games we'd play were interesting because of that edge of danger, my human fragility, now there's something else to it, something more heady and real

[sired1880spike]

Yeah, Dawn knew how to get around me. Mainly by getting on top of me, or underneath me. In this case, she'd straddled me, pulling my fly down and pushing me inside her before whispering "let's go to LA."

In the heat of the moment I'd agreed, o'course, and then afterwards had retracted my agreement. But Dawn persuaded me in the end. Think she's figured out I'm a bit of a soft touch, when it comes down to it.

We're driving along a dark highway, music blaring, and the signs for LA are flashing by more and more frequently now.

"Let's go see granddaddy."

"He's your great-grandpa," I point out. "How d'you feel about havin' Angel in the family?" I feel a strange squeeze of jealousy. I remember walking into a room and seeing Angel with another dark haired girl. Dru with her legs spread underneath him. I put a possessive arm around Dawn. "Not goin' to fall for the dark 'n forehead routine like your big sis, are you?"

[lockless_key]

"He's your great-grandpa."

I wave the correction away. "Whatever." That's besides the point, isn't it? The point is that I'm dead and joined the line of Aurelius, the bloodline that's produced some of the most fearsome vampires in the world. Or something. That's what Giles always said. I guess I've got quite the reputation to live up to.

Won't be hard.

"Not goin' to fall for the dark 'n forehead routine like your big sis, are you?"

It's just so damn cute that Spike's all jealous and worried! He slips his arm around me and I slide closer to him in the seat, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and kissing him chastely on the cheek.

"C'mon, have I done anything like she did? I won't if you don't want me to." I rest my cheek on his shoulder, 'cause there's something comforting about having him nearby. "But wouldn't it be hilarious to watch him squirm?"

[sired1880spike]

I like the way Dawn understands what I need, even if I can tell from her expression that she finds my jealousy amusing. She slides along the seat, pressing her thigh next to mine, and I breathe in the smell of her skin. Her head on my shoulder is a comforting weight.

"But wouldn't it be hilarious to watch him squirm?"

"Hey, wait a minute," I say indignantly, pushing her off my shoulder and prodding her, none too gently, in the side. "There will be no attempts to seduce Angel. Got that? Don't want bloody Angelus comin' back, for one thing," I say darkly. I've got too many memories of Angelus taking things I want. Far too many. "Be as nasty to him as you like. Just don't be too nice, yeah?"

I glance at the latest road sign. We're approaching LA.

"So where does the pillock hang his hat these days, d'you know?" I ask. "An' do you want to go an' find him right now, or d'you want to kill something first?"