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This is my first attempt at an Angel Fic

Rating TEEN

Disclaimer – Joss owns everything, I own nothing. I am however borrowing for a bit, but
I will return them, I promise.

Warning slightly spoilery up to Birthday

Angel sat in his room at the Hyperion, staring at the letter in his hand. Even though he
and Buffy had promised they would always be there for each other, he had never really
expected Buffy to come to him for help. She’d been back for a few months now, and
according to her letter, things were not getting any easier. There were problems with
Willow, problems that were spilling over onto Dawn. Angel read the letter one more
time.

Dear Angel,


I really need your help. Willow is out of control. She is abusing her
magic, and it has put Dawn in jeopardy. The worst of it is, Dawn is
blaming me for everything. It’s my fault that Willow has this problem
and it’s my fault Dawn got hurt because of it. I really think the best
thing would be for Dawn to get out of Sunnydale for a while. Just to
get some space away from the situation. I had thought about sending
her to Giles, but I need to have her close, and I know that you will
protect her for me. I have already spoken to Cordelia and she said
Dawn could stay there. I know you are worried about Cordy and
how the visions are effecting her, but Dawn will be there to help watch
over her. Please Angel, you are not my last resort, but you are my best
resort right now.

Buffy



Angel put the letter down as Wesley knocked on his door and entered the room.

“Angel, is everything ok in Sunnydale?” Wes asked him.

Angel wordlessly handed him the letter to read and sat back to wait for his reaction to it.

“Are you going to let her come here?” He asked Angel.

“I don’t see how I can’t,” replied Angel. “Buffy hasn’t asked me for anything before. I have to help her.”

“Yes, but Cordelia,” began Wesley, but Angel interrupted.

“I’ve already spoken to Cordy, and she wants this. She pointed out that Buffy saved her plenty of times, and this is one way to repay her.”

“Plus,” added Cordelia as she walked into the room, “It will help to spare her from being influenced by Buffy’s sense of fashion. Angel, I talked to Fred and Gunn, and they are alright with whatever you decide.”

Angel turned to Wesley, “Well Wes, it’s your call.”

“I say yes, but Cordelia, you must tell us if having her with you is too much to cope with. She can come and stay with me, or here with Angel.”

“I’ll go call Buffy and let her know it’s ok,” said Angel as the three friends left the room.

Part 2<br><br><br><br>The members of the Fang Gang gathered in the lobby of the Hyperion on the day Dawn was slated to arrive. Nobody knew what time she was coming, or how, just that she would be there that day. <br><br>Fred sat off to one side working out physics theorems on a piece of paper. Under her breath she was muttering, <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> “Dawn is a stupid name…almost as stupid as Buffy.” </i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> <br><br>Suddenly, the door came crashing open and a smoldering Spike, covered by a blanket rushed in, pulling Dawn along behind him.<br><br>“Come on Little Bit, now isn’t the time to be dragging your heels.”<br><br>“Spike,” said Cordelia and Angel together, while Wesley said “William the Bloody Spike.” <br><br>Gunn took a stake out of his pocket and Fred said “Spike? Doesn’t anybody in that town have a normal name?”<br><br>Spike ignored everybody in the room with the exception of Angel and Cordelia.<br><br>“Angelus,” he said as he nodded to Angel “This is Dawn, anything happens to her, and I will come back here and kill you, no questions asked.”<br><br>“Oh God Spike, what is your problem?” demanded Cordy. “Do you really think anything is going to happen to her here with us? Why this is the safest…AHHH,” with a scream, Cordelia grabbed her head and started to fall to the floor. Angel rushed to grab her, only to find that she was safe in Spike’s arms.<br><br>“Let her go Spike,” growled Angel. “I’ll take care of her.”<br><br>“Oh,” said Spike with a knowing look at the two. “So that’s the way of it. What’s wrong with her anyhow?”<br><br>“She’s receiving a vision from the Powers,” answered Wesley as he grabbed Fred’s notebook so that he could record all the information Cordelia could give them.<br><br>“Green, slimy, 3 of them,” started Cordelia. “They’re headed into a mall, through a back entrance. The new mall on Second St.”<br><br>“Alright,” said Wesley, “We’ll head out through the tunnels. Gunn, Angel, grab some weapons and lets move.”<br><br>“Fred, will you stay with Cordy and Dawn please?” asked Angel. “Spike, get out of here.”<br><br>“Bugger that,” said Spike. “I’m coming with you and then coming back to get the Little Bit settled.”<br><br>Spike settled Cordelia on a couch and turned to Dawn. “I’ll be back, Little Bit. You listen to these two and don’t go anywhere.”<br><br>“O-ok,” stammered Dawn. <br><br>Dawn was used to seeing the Scoobies in action, but seeing the effect Cordelia’s visions had on her had really scared her. She turned back towards Fred and stood there for a second, and began to move closer.<br><br>“What’s wrong with her?” she asked Fred.<br><br>“I’m not really sure. She was never meant to receive these visions from the powers that be. Her body can’t handle it. They weren’t meant for humans, they are supposed to be received by demons, and Cordelia isn’t a demon. Unless you count when she misses out on a good shoe sale,” said Fred<br><br>“Well, can’t we do anything to help her?”<br><br>“Not really,” answered Fred as she looked with concern at her friend lying on the couch. “If you could just sit with her, I’ll go get some aspirin.”<br><br>“Oh, uh…sure,” said Dawn as Fred ran up the stairs.<br><br>Dawn moved closer to Cordelia and sat down beside her and began to stroke Cordy’s head softly.<br><br>“Hi Cordy, it’s me Dawn. You remember, I’m Buffy’s sister. I hid a garter snake in your bag one time,” Dawn rambled on, unsure of what to do, but wanting to do something.<br><br>“Well, actually, that wasn’t me, the monks hadn’t made me yet, so I didn’t really do it, so you can’t be mad at me.”<br><br>Cordy’s eye’s fluttered open and she looked up at Dawn.<br><br>“I don’t care if it wasn’t real, that was a Gucci bag,” she managed to get out.<br><br>Dawn took Cordelia’s hands into her own.<br><br>Fred came down the stairs and walked into the room. She stopped suddenly as a bluish light filled the room. The light emanated from Cordelia and enveloped Dawn. As suddenly as it happened, the blue lights subsided and Cordelia sat up.<br><br>“Cordelia, are you ok?” asked Fred rushing to her side.<br><br>“Yeah,” Cordy said in a stunned voice. “I don’t understand it. Just all of a sudden, I feel fine. Nothing hurts at all.”<br><br>Cordy turned to look at Dawn, who was staring at her in shock.<br><br>“Whatever you did, it worked, kiddo. You’re forgiven for the snake.”<br><br> <p><center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm>Majiks World of Fan Fic</a></center><I><center>Margo is Kewl!</i></center><b><center><center><font color=#CC66FF>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<font color =#9966FF><center><i>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</i></center></color><center><font color=#FF00FF>"You Englishmen are always so..Bloody hell, sodding. Blimey. Shagging. Knickers. Bollocks. Oh, God, -I'm- English"~Spike </center></p><i></i>

Gucci Bag? How Cordelia-esque <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p></p><i></i>

I'm still loving the shoe sale line. that is so Fred and describes cordelia well. <p>TRACIE! TRACIE! TRACIE! COOL SUPERMOM ORB! <BR><FONT COLOR="9932CC">ZAN IS THE MAN.</FONT><BR><FONT COLOR="8FBC8F">"Who could it be? Believe it or not, it's just me..." </FONT><BR><FONT COLOR="B0C4DE">Two wrongs don't make a right, but three lefts do! </FONT><BR><FONT COLOR="66CDAA">***Shameless Plug for the ORBSters Fanfic page***</FONT><BR><FONT COLOR="7B68EE">'Who am I to fight destiny? Who am I to fight this strange and wonderful relationship?'...He's wonderful and she's strange. (Ernie Flinders, Saturday's Warrior)</FONT></p><i></i>

here is the unbeta'd part 3<br><br>Part 3<br><br>Angel, Spike and the remaining members of the fang gang came up from the basement into the lobby of the Hyperion. Angel rushed right over to Cordelia, the concern etched on his face. “Are you ok?” he asked.<br><br>“Never better,” smiled Cordy a she jumped up off the couch. “Dawn here cured me or something.” “I don’t hurt at all.”<br><br>“It’s true,” said Fred. “I had gone upstairs to get some aspirin for Cordelia, and when I came back down, the room was filled with a blue light. It started at Cordelia and moved to Dawn.” “At first I thought it was some sort of electro magnetical phenomena that I’ve read.” “You see, there is a build up of ions,”<br><br>“Fred,” the others shouted, as Dawn and Spike just looked at each other in confusion.<br><br>“Sorry,” said Fred bashfully. “I guess I should just stick to the story.” “It’s just that sometimes my mind..”<br><br>“Fred, what happened?” asked Wesley as he moved closer to her and took her hand. He knew she would go off on these tangents when she was afraid, but right now, they all needed her to focus.<br><br>“Well, that’s it really, the light went from Cordy to Dawn and then Cordy was fine,” finished Fred.<br><br>“Niblet, are you ok?” asked Spike. “Big sis will stake me good and proper if something happened to you before I even left.”<br><br>“Spike, I’m fine, really I am.” “You can go back to Buffy and tell her I’m delivered all safe and sound,” Dawn said as she moved to sit down by Cordelia.<br><br>Suddenly, Dawn reached out and grabbed Cordelia by the hand. Cordelia looked startled for a moment but then both she and Dawn began to tell the group about a demon, stalking joggers in the park.<br><br>Instead of mobilizing immediately, everyone just stared until Cordy shouted “Didn’t you hear us?” “Get your asses in gear now!”<br><br><br> <p><I><center>Margo is a Super ORB!</i></center><b><center><center><font color=#CC66FF>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<font color =#9966FF><center><i>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</i></center></color><center><font color=#FF00FF>"You Englishmen are always so..Bloody hell, sodding. Blimey. Shagging. Knickers. Bollocks. Oh, God, -I'm- English"~Spike </center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... </p><i></i>

Majiklmoon...you are an awesome writer! <p></p><i></i>

This is fun story! That is really cool that you brought Dawn to LA. I can't wait to see what happens<br><br>-Annabelle <p></p><i></i>

yeah...me too...too bad i don't have a clue <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p><I><center>Margo is a Super ORB!</i></center><b><center><center><font color=#CC66FF>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<font color =#9966FF><center><i>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</i></center></color><center><font color=#FF00FF>"You Englishmen are always so..Bloody hell, sodding. Blimey. Shagging. Knickers. Bollocks. Oh, God, -I'm- English"~Spike </center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... </p><i></i>

wow. now is dawn able to have visions because she is the key <p></p><i></i>

Part 4<br><br>”Little Bit, are you alright?” Spike asked the younger girl as he moved closer.<br><br>“Spike, I’m fine, why don’t you go with the others and help?” Dawn asked.<br><br>“Nothing doing Niblet. Something peculiar is going on here and I’m not leaving until I know what it is.”<br><br>“Spike, what are you talking about?” asked Dawn in confusion. “Cordelia had one of those vision things, what’s so peculiar about that?”<br><br>“Dawn,” said Spike as gently as he could, “You had the vision too.”<br><br>“What do you mean, I had the vision too? Spike, I think Buffy’s knocked you in the head a few too many times, your having delusions now,” Dawn said nervously.<br><br>“It’s true,” added Fred who had been standing in the background. “I saw it happening too. Cordelia reached out and grabbed your hand and the two of you had the vision together.”<br><br>“Fred, you have flipped out,” snapped Cordelia. “I think you fried your brains trying to figure out one to many physics problems.”<br><br>“Darn it, Cordelia, you listen to me for a change,” shouted Fred. “You may be the vision queen, but I know what I saw, and we have got to figure out what happened.”<br><br>Cordelia had the grace to look shamefaced as she apologized to Fred. “Ok, I believe you saw what you saw, but now, what do we do about it?” <br><br>“I can only thing of one thing,” said Fred<br><br>“Oh no,” said Cordy shaking her head. “Not that.”<br><br>“It’s our best shot,” said Fred as she turned to Dawn and Spike. “Dawn, how do you feel about a duet?”<br><br><br> <p><I><center>Margo is a Super ORB!</i></center><b><center><center><font color=#CC66FF>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<font color =#9966FF><center><i>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</i></center></color><center><font color=#FF00FF>"You Englishmen are always so..Bloody hell, sodding. Blimey. Shagging. Knickers. Bollocks. Oh, God, -I'm- English"~Spike </center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... </p><i></i>

<!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :clap --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :clap --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :clap --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> Wonderful stuff!! You are so good Tracie!!! <p><center>*************<center>Roswell's back!<center>Zan is da Man!<center>If you don't like it, don't watch!</p><i></i>

Hey! <br>I ran out of great fic to read! Tracie, please come back and post more of this one soon? I have to agree with Margo about the shoe sale line. Priceless!!! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p>*************************************<br>Zan is the man! <br>~Xander~Ah, demons. That's not something you see every day. Unless you're us!<br>And how long have you known your girlfriend was Tinkerbell?<br>~Robbie Samuels~"Sorry, I just got this weird mental image of an Immortal action figure collection, hordes of women searching the stores for the rare Methos doll, complete with baggy sweater and a bottle of beer," the teenager laughed. <br>~unknown~Once I gave up my hold on reality I had so many more options.</p><i></i>

<!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><b><i>Quote:</i></b><hr> Hey! <br>I ran out of great fic to read! Tracie, please come back and post more of this one soon? I have to agree with Margo about the shoe sale line. Priceless<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--><br><br>it was funny <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START ;) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> Have you seen her Buffy story yet? I can't wait until Majiklmoon posts more of that (hint hint hint) <p></p><i></i>

Thanks bookwork, going to look. <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br> <p>*************************************<br>Zan is the man! <br>~Xander~Ah, demons. That's not something you see every day. Unless you're us!<br>And how long have you known your girlfriend was Tinkerbell?<br>~Robbie Samuels~"Sorry, I just got this weird mental image of an Immortal action figure collection, hordes of women searching the stores for the rare Methos doll, complete with baggy sweater and a bottle of beer," the teenager laughed. <br>~unknown~Once I gave up my hold on reality I had so many more options.</p><i></i>

not beta'd yet so if it's whacked, it's my fault<br><br>Part 5<br><br>“What, you want me to do what?” Dawn yelled to Fred and Cordelia.<br><br>“Look Dawn, I know it sounds weird, but it really works,” soothed Cordelia<br><br>“I’m not afraid of weird,” said Dawn, “I’m from Sunnydale, remember?” “It’s the singing and stuff.” “The last time I sang, some evil demon wanted to take me back down to his kingdom to be his bride!”<br><br>“What?” said Cordelia?<br><br>“Yeah huh,” said Dawn. “Xander called forth this singing and dancing demon looking for some fun and happy times, but the demon thought I did because I had his talisman, so he was going to take me back to be his bride.” “So, no singing for me!”<br><br>“Look Dawn,” said Fred “Statistically speaking, the chances of the same demon appearing again to take you back are 947,832 to 1.”<br><br>Dawn turned towards Cordelia and said “Huh?”<br><br>“Don’t worry about it,” Cordy answered. “When Lorne gets here we sing!”<br><br>“Spike, do I have to?” Dawn asked as she turned towards the vampire.<br><br>“Niblet, you have to.” “I can’t leave you here until I know what is going on, and if this Lorne bloke can help you, then I am all for it,” said the vampire.<br><br>“Fine,” Dawn sulked, “But I’m not singing <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> anything</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> stupid!”<br><br>“Oh don’t worry,” said Fred, “I know just the song.” “I have it upstairs.” “I’ll run up and get it.”<br><br>Cordelia turned to Dawn and Spike and said “Be afraid, be very afraid.”<br><br>Don't go breaking my heart<br>I couldn't if I tried<br>Honey if I get restless<br>Baby you're not that kind<br><br>Don't go breaking my heart<br>You take the weight off me<br>Honey when you knock on my door<br>I gave you my key<br><br>Nobody knows it<br>When I was down<br>I was your clown<br>Nobody knows it<br>Right from the start<br>I gave you my heart<br>I gave you my heart<br><br>So don't go breaking my heart<br>I won't go breaking your heart<br>Don't go breaking my heart<br><br>And nobody told us<br>`Cause nobody showed us<br>And now it's up to us babe<br>I think we can make it<br><br>“Stop, stop, <!--EZCODE BOLD START--><b> STOP ALREADY</b><!--EZCODE BOLD END-->” shouted Lorne with his hands over his ears. “Ladies, don’t quit your day job.”<br><br>“Yeah, Yeah, enough with the funnies Lorne, what did you see?” asked Cordelia.<br><br>At that point, Angel, Wes and Gunn walked back into the Hyperion.<br><br>“Hey All,” shouted Gunn. “What’d we miss?” <br><br>“Believe me when I say nothing, and I wish I had missed it too,” said the Host.<br><br>“Dawn and Cordelia sang for Lorne,” offered Fred. “He was just about to tell them what he saw.”<br><br>“Right, now if everyone will shut up, I’ll continue,” said the Host irritably.<br>“Cordelia, up till now, these visions have been causing you immense pain and agony, but the presence of the little chica over there has helped you, is that right?”<br><br>“Yes, but you know that already, now will you just move it along,” snapped Cordelia.<br><br>“Well cupcake, it isn’t that easy to explain.” “It seems our little doll over here isn’t quite….” And Lorne stopped there, unable to think of how to proceed.<br><br>“Human,” answered Dawn. “I’m the key. The mystical energies that can be used to open dimensions.”<br><br>“She was put into human form by the monks,” continued Spike<br><br>“And given to the slayer as a sister so that the slayer would protect the key with her life,” continued Cordelia<br><br>“Which she did and the slayer died and was brought back to life,” added Gunn.<br><br>“And she will continue to protect the Key with her life,” contributed Fred.<br><br>“Well once again, I’m left out of the loop thank you very much,” grumbled Lorne. “Well, honey, one of your key gifts is that you can heal, and you healed our Cordy, but in doing so, you also took a part of her into you and now you will be receiving the visions as well.<br><br>“Bloody Hell,” said Spike<br> <p><I><center>Margo is a Super ORB!</i></center><b><center><center><font color=#CC66FF>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<font color =#9966FF><center><i>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</i></center></color><center><font color=#FF00FF>"Hey Spike, maybe you should put an ice pack on that muscle cramp!</center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... </p><i></i>

<!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :clap --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :clap --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :clap --><img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> Just superb...I knew there was a reason I loved coming here! So much good stuff to read! <p><center>*************<center>Roswell's back!<center>Zan is da Man!<center>If you don't like it, don't watch!</p><i></i>

Coolies!!! More? Pretty please? <p></p><i></i>

cool <p></p><i></i>

cool!<br><br>i love how you capture all the characters so beautifully. it's a gift. <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br> <p><center><i>I want to be what I was when I wanted to be what I am now.</i></center></p><i></i>

Part 6<br><br>Dawn snuck out of the Hyperion Hotel while the others were arguing about what to do with her. Spike wanted to take her back to Sunnydale, and the hell that was being Buffy’s sister. Cordelia was acting weird to her now because of this whole stupid vision thing. Angel and Wesley kept talking about her destiny, and that Fred chick was just plain weird. So, while they were busy arguing about the whys and wherefores of <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> her</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> life, Dawn just grabbed her backpack and headed out the door. LA was a big city, there was bound to be something exciting going on.<br><br>She stopped at a sidewalk vendor and grabbed a cold soda, sat down on a nearby bench and surveyed the scene. She was watching the traffic when suddenly the scene before her shifted, and she was looking at a deserted old building. A vampire was dragging a young child into the building. Dawn looked around for a clue as to its location. The street sign said Dock St. As rapidly as it had occurred, the scene shifted back to the cars zipping by.<br><br>Grabbing her bag and her soda, Dawn approached the vendor. “Excuse me,” she said, “But can you tell me where Dock St. is?”<br><br>“Yeah, but that’s a pretty rough area, I’m not too sure you want to go there,” replied the vendor.<br><br>“Ah, I don’t actually have to go there, I just have to um, map it out for a school assignment.”<br><br>“Ok, then, but make sure you don’t head down there alone miss, it really isn’t safe.”<br><br>The vendor proceeded to give Dawn the directions which she scribble down on a napkin.<br><br>“Thanks again,” she said as she prepared to leave.<br><br>Dawn walked briskly down the street going away from Dock St., until she was out of sight of the vendor. She quickly crossed the road and headed back towards Dock St. Dusk was falling by the time she finally found the street. She turned the corner and headed down the street. Abandoned buildings lined the street, what windows in the building that weren’t broken out, were boarded up. Dawn’s steps slowed as she approached the decrepit building that was in her vision. Now that she was here, she didn’t know what to do. She took a quick survey of the surrounding area. There was nobody available to help her, but there was a broken old pallet lying on the ground. Reaching down, she pulled several of the slats off, broke them into more manageable sizes, and shoved all but one into her bag.<br><br><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> Well, that’s one good thing about being the younger sister of the slayer,</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> she thought too herself. <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> You know how to make do in a pinch.</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> A quick survey of her bag also brought to light a wooden cross, and a bottle of holy water. <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> Most girls my age have condoms in their bag</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> thought Dawn with a small grin. <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> Me, I have your basic arsenal of vampire slaying tools.</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br><br><br>Back at the Hyperion, the arguments had finally settled down. No decisions had been reached, but Spike had agreed that calling Buffy and getting her input was the most logical thing to do. Angel got up off the puffy couch and started to walk to the reception desk. “Hey Dawn, do you want to be in on this phone call?” he asked as he turned to look towards Dawn. Seeing the empty seat he turned, asking the others, “Where’s Dawn? Did she go upstairs?”<br><br>Without a word, Cordy, Fred and Gunn ran up the stairs and began searching the rooms. Wes went out back to check the courtyard with Lorne while Angel and Spike stayed in the shaded hotel and glared at each other.<br><br>“I can’t believe you lost her already,” Spike growled. “She hasn’t even been her 24 bloody hours and you’ve already misplaced her.”<br><br>“She’s not out back,” said Wes as he and Lorne returned from the courtyard.<br><br>“I’ll go check the tunnels,” said Lorne, “Maybe she’s hiding down there.”<br><br>“Don’t bother,” said Angel. “She’s a smart kid, she walked out while we were busy trying to decide her future for her. She’s not going to hang around in some tunnel waiting for us to find her.”<br><br>“Well that’s the first smart thing you’ve said all bloody day,” said Spike<br><br>As he was speaking, a white-faced Cordy rushed down the stairs from the upper level, followed by Gunn and Fred. “She’s on Dock St. and she’s about to take on a vamp by herself.”<br><br>“Fred, Lorne, you two stay here in case she beats us back,” said Angel as he strode across the lobby to the weapons cabinet. “The suns going down, so Spike and I are in the game. We’ll go out through the tunnels and by the time we surface, it should be dark enough.”<br><br>Like the well-oiled team they were, the fang gang mobilized, and was out the door within a minute. Spike matched his sire stride for stride as they ran through the murky tunnels.<br><br><br>Dawn slowly climbed the stairs of the dilapidated building and gave the door a tentative push. She was so focused on her mission, that she failed to notice Spike and the others as they ran out of an alleyway and onto the deserted street. It swung open, and she stepped cautiously over the threshold. Once inside, she paused to get her bearings. She heard a child screams coming from the back of the building. She removed a stake from her bag, took a deep breath, and headed off in the direction of the noise. Peeking around a door, she saw a vampire grab a three-year-old girl by the arm and lean down to bite her.<br><br>“Hey dead boy, didn’t your mother ever tell you to pick on someone your own size,” she shouted. The vampire released the little girl’s arm and turned towards Dawn, poised to attack.<br><br>“You look pretty close to my size,” said the female vampire, “So I guess you’ll do.”<br><br>“Oh please, you are like way fatter than me,” said Dawn as she brandished the stake. “The only thing I have to be afraid of is you sitting on me.”<br><br>With a roar, the enraged vamp charged towards Dawn, who neatly sidestepped the vamp. Dawn quickly pivoted, gave the off balance vampire a shove that sent her falling to the ground and shoved the stake into her back, straight through to her heart. The vampire turned to a pile of dust. <br><br>Dawn quickly rushed over to pick up the little girl. “Hi,” she said, “I’m Dawn. What’s your name?”<br> <br>“I’m Olivia,” said the child. “You’re magic. You made the bad monster go away.”<br><br>“Olivia?” asked Dawn softly, “Do you want to come with me, to see if we can find your mommy?”<br><br>“Yes, please,” said Olivia. “I’m not supposed to go with strangers, but since you’re magic, I can go with you.”<br><br>“Honey, I’m not magic. I just helped to get you away from a bad person who tried to take you from your mommy,” said Dawn. “That’s all.”<br><br>Dawn swept the tired toddler up into her arms and turned to the door to find Spike and the others staring at her.<br><br>“Hi guys,” she quipped. “What took you so long to get here? Olivia and I were just leaving”<br><br>And with that, she brushed past them and headed out the door.<br><br><br> <br><br><br><br><br> <p><I><center>Margo is a Super ORB!</i></center><b><center><center><font color=#CC66FF>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<font color =#9966FF><center><i>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</i></center></color><center><font color=#FF00FF>"Hey Spike, maybe you should put an ice pack on that muscle cramp!</center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... ><i>Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub84.ezboard.com/umajiklmoon.sh ... iklmoon</A>  <IMG HEIGHT=10 WIDTH=10 SRC="http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/images/moon18.gif" BORDER=0> at: 4/15/02 11:38:57 am<br></i>