Author: Spike’s Heart
Setting: All Roads Lead To Rome
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I’d treat them nicer than Joss ever did.
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A/N: It’s my therapy session, my issues.
Summary: Dawn gets an early Christmas present from Spike and Buffy.
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Waving Spike's letter wildly in the air, Dawn shrieked. "Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! Andrew... get in here!!!"
“What’s up, my little Buttercup?” Andrew peeked around the door, standing just outside of her room as if he were afraid to step inside.
Dawn bounced in her chair. “I just got an early Christmas prezzie from Spike and Buffy. Look!! A round trip ticket to Los Angeles! Oh my God – I’ll finally get to see Spike. And Buffy, of course. And Xander, too. I so can’t wait.”
Andrew slowly walked over to the excited teenager, and put a gentle hand on her shoulder.
“That’s so cool, Dawn. I’m very happy for you.” He kept his head turned, so she wouldn’t see the sadness in his eyes, but the little quiver in his voice was enough to give himself away.
She frowned. “What’s the matter Andrew? I thought you’d be happy for me. You know how badly I’ve been wanting to see Spike, and spending the holiday with Buffy and Xander and… oh!”
“I am happy for you, honest I am. It’s just… well,” he muttered, ducking his head, “I’m gonna miss you. I thought we’d be together for Christmas – you know, like have a Muppet Christmas with the snow and the roaring fireplace and the mulled wine.”
Frowning, Dawn realized she hadn’t given a thought to what the little pest was gonna do for the holidays. He had no family, and no real friends. He tried so hard to fit into the Council mold, but he was still geeky to be around, and ended up annoying everyone after less than five minutes. Except her. Seems the constant exposure of having lived with him for months took the edge off the annoyance factor.
“There’s always Giles,” she lamely offered. “I’m sure he’d love to have some company for the holidays.”
“No, no – it’s alright, little one. You go off on your grand adventure and enjoy the good times with the VamPyre and the Slayer and the Recruiter. We can get together when you come back.” He turned to go, walking out of her room so very slowly.
Dawn caved. “Hey, Andrew – wait up!” she called, running after him. Luckily she caught him at the edge of the hallway. “I’ve got a great idea. You’ve been working really hard and I’m sure Giles wouldn’t mind if you took a couple of weeks off during the holidays.”
“Nah,” he said, shoulders slumped dejectedly. “Just gonna stay around here and work on the files. Someone needs to do it and everyone else will be with family.”
“Well, if you don’t mind, I’ve got an early Christmas prezzie for you, too.” She grinned at the startled but hopeful look on his face. “How’d you like to come with me to California? You can surprise Spike again, and I’m sure he’ll be happy to see the man responsible for reuniting him and Buffy.”
She could see him struggling to hold back a huge, cheesy grin. “Do you really mean that, Dawnie? You’re not just pulling my leg here, or feeling sorry for me? I don’t need pity presents you know.”
“Nah, the more the merrier. I’d kinda like your company, too. You’ve grown on me over the last year, and I think we work well together. We can help the gang set up their new investigations agency. Cool? You accept my gift?”
“You’ve made me the happiest Junior Watcher this side of the Atlantic, my fellow co-worker.” He quickly wiped the tears from his face. “I’ll see you later. I – I have a meeting to go to now, but thanks. For everything.”
“You’re very welcome, Andrew,” Dawn murmured, and planted a small kiss on his cheek before walking away.
They both walked on to their respective destinations, each a little lighter due to the holiday spirit in their hearts.