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Gathering For Dawnie

Title: Gathering For Dawnie
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Character/Pairing: Spike, Dawn, Ensemble
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge/Prompt: nekid_spike A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words: Day 4:
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 604
Date Written: 7 August 2017
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Whedon, not the author, and are used without permission.





Giles glowers as Spike lights up. “You shouldn’t be doing that in here. This is a hospital.”

“So?”

“It’s illegal and immoral! The oxygen tanks could easily catch flame just from your cigarette passing by here.”

“There’s no tanks in here,” Spike comments idly, glancing at the fire alarm on the wall. He’s known of hospitals where just lighting up would set off an alarm, but there’s just the usual buzz outside the door.

He starts to look back over at Dawn when Buffy snaps, “He’s right, Spike. Put it out!”

His black lips curl into a dangerous smile around his cigarette. “Make me, Slayer.”

“I ought to -- “

“You ought to what?” he demands, his dark eyes slanting down at her.

Suddenly, Dawn starts coughing. She waves away their concerned glances as she manages to stop coughing but then starts again.

Willow rushes to refill her glass with water. Tara glances up at Spike. “Your smoking,” she says softly, “isn’t good for her right now.”

Slowly, Spike takes the cigarette out of his mouth. He glances from it to Dawnie again. Her coughing is beginning to slow again, and she waves a hand at him. “It-It’s fine. Nasty habit, but it’s fine.”

She gratefully accepts the water Willow brings. The redhead strokes her back as Dawn slowly sips the water.

“Leave it to you people,” Anya remarks. “You can fight Demons and Vampires all night, close dimensional portals without blinking your eyes, stop the apocalypse every time it starts to happen, but the Slayer’s kid sister gets hospitalized because she catches some bug and you’re all moony-eyed.”

“Anya!” Xander protests.

She shrugs. “Well, it is true.”

“It may be true,” he argues, “but it’s not nice to say!”

“You worry too much about what’s nice.”

Everybody in the room stops speaking as Spike puts out his cigarette. They stare at him for what seems like a long moment.

“What?” he snaps. “I’ll smoke when I damn well please! I just decided I didn’t really want one right now.”

Giles looks away. Xander pulls Anya’s attention back to him. Tara smiles gently at Spike while Buffy struggles to hide her own smile. “Softie,” Willow teases lightly. But it is the hand that is held out to Spike at which he stares.

He steps forward, takes Dawn’s hand, and goes closer to her bedside. Willow scoots out of the way and over to Tara’s side. Dawn squeezes Spike’s hand. “Thank you,” she whispers.

“Anything for you, Nibblet,” he whispers before realizing that he didn’t say the words quite softly enough for only her to hear him. He glances quickly up and sends a menacing glower around the hospital room. The others look away again, but when Spike’s attention returns to Dawn, they all smile.

Spike misses their smiles, but he sees Dawn’s lighting up her entire face. She feels horrible physically. Her lungs are almost black with this bug that’s been passing around, and Willow’s theory that it has something to do with the magical elements in town may yet prove to be right, but right now, Dawn’s in a good place. Right now, she’s in the best place she possibly could be. She smiles at Spike.

She smiles at the whole room happily as she settles back into her stiff, hospital bed. Things could be far worse. She has her family, her whole family, with her, and she knows, in the end, that’s going to be enough. She will get better. She will be healthy again, but for now, she just clings to Spike’s hand and smiles at her family, every single one of them.


The End

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slaymesoftly
Aug. 9th, 2017 02:14 am (UTC)
Love this.
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