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When the Day Breaks	By : addielogan Category: > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 5501 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Emma still felt sluggish, her body weaker
than she was used to, yet not completely drained. The pain in her side had
greatly lessened as well.
She rolled over in the bed, smiling at Aiden
when she saw him beside her, watching her. "Hey," she said softly,
her voice scratchy.
Aiden smiled, warmly, yet with a trace of
sadness. Emma didn't have to ask why it was there.
"I'm grateful you're all right,"
Aiden said as he ran his hand down Emma's cheek. "I didn't wish for you to
sacrifice yourself."
"I did what I had to do," Emma
replied.
"You did. And I am proud of you. Yet
knowing you were in danger, watching you be harmed�" Aiden trailed off
with a shake of his head.
"I'm strong. I'm a survivor," Emma
told him, the strength she spoke of reflected clearly in her eyes.
"I know." Aiden's own eyes
darkened, growing stormy with lust and something else Emma couldn't quite
identify.
Then, he kissed her, his lips sealing
themselves over hers, and she knew. Possession.
The two times they'd been together before had
been passionate, but this� She knew now Aiden had truly been holding himself
back, but now, he no longer could.
This was the full force of his passion,
mirroring the wild, untamed landscape of his world. And with every touch, every
stroke, he demanded nothing less from Emma.
She gave him all he wanted and more.

***
*** ***
Dawn had been awake for a while now, still
tired, yet too restless to fall back to sleep. Her body was sore, but in a way,
she welcomed the pain. It let her know she was still there, still real.
When Glory had failed in her attempt to
return to her world, Dawn had believed she'd no longer have to worry about the
Key. Even after Willow had gone all black-haired, veiny evil and tried to
return Dawn to her Key state, Dawn had convinced herself the Key wasn't
anything but dormant, useless.
Recently, she'd learned how wrong she'd
been.
The Key itself had woken up inside of her,
making its presence known. She still wasn't sure what all it could do or even
if she'd ever truly be able to utilize its powers at will, yet she knew it was
there and that it was indeed powerful.
Now, someone other than Glory had come for
her, showing her the Key had uses beyond only what the hellgod had planned.
Would others come for her? Would it be
something she'd never see an end to?
The thought filled her with dread. She
didn't want to be always fighting against someone who wanted to use her to end
the world. And what if someday, they weren't able to stop the diabolical scheme
du jour? Dawn didn't want the world to end because of her.
She'd thought before, especially the summer
when Buffy had been gone, about ending her own life in order to get rid of
anything that might be left of the Key. Yet now, even when she knew the Key
truly was still a possible danger, she didn't want to entertain that thought
again. Maybe it was selfish of her, but she wanted to live.
She couldn't, however, continue pretending
the Key didn't still affect everything about her life. If the recent awakening
of the Key in Rome hadn't been enough, this with Chalchicomehuel had
been more than she could possibly ignore.
Dawn knew she didn't have enough of a martyr
streak in her to go through with suicide, but it would be irresponsible for her
not to seek a greater understanding of her powers. She needed to open herself
up to the Key, to learn more about it�and, in the process, herself as well.
The door to the room opened, making Dawn
look up sharply, and she smiled when she saw it was Buffy. "Glad to see
you awake," Buffy said, returning Dawn's smile as she walked over to the
bed and sat on the edge.
Dawn sat up, her knees pulled to her chin.
"Yeah, I'm awake. A little reluctant to get out of the bed, though. When
we get home, I swear I'm going into hibernation."
"I don't think you'll be the only one,"
Buffy replied. "I feel like I could sleep for a month. And Spike�he's so
out of it now, he didn't even notice me coming in here." She frowned.
"The man still sleeps like the dead."
Dawn smirked, then grew serious again.
"You and Spike are all right now, aren't you? I mean, like, relationship
wise. You were fighting and stuff."
Buffy frowned. Had they been? She knew it had truly only been a few days, but now,
that seemed like lifetimes ago. So much had changed in a short period of time.
She felt even closer to Spike than she had been before they'd come here, and
Emma, well�
Buffy certainly wouldn't ever feel jealous
of the other Slayer again.
"We're good," Buffy told her
sister. "We're very, very good."
"There's been 'we almost died' sex,
hasn't there?" Dawn asked with a teasing grin. When Buffy's only response
was a blush, Dawn pointed and announced, "I knew it."
"So what if we did?" Buffy asked,
her chin raising. "We did almost
die, and that's a perfectly good reason to have sex."
Dawn rolled her eyes. "Oh, like you
need a reason. You two would have sex to celebrate buying a loaf of
bread."
Buffy's blush returned. "Shut up,"
she muttered.
"I think it's sweet," Dawn
replied. "Well, probably not the sex itself, 'cause you two tend to break
things, and I always know, too, 'cause Spike gives the lamest fake explanations
in the world for things like how the coffee table ended up in pieces, but
anyway, you guys�sweet. You've got like, this epic love."
"Do we?" Buffy asked, her
expression half-questioning, half-smile.
"Well, yeah. I mean, for starters,
vampire and Slayer? That's got this whole dark fairytale thing to it, like
Beauty and the Beast." Dawn's eyebrow quirked. "Unless the vampire's
lame and has hair that grows straight up from atop his gigantic forehead. Then
it's more like a low-rent production of Romeo
and Juliet."
Buffy gave Dawn a stern look, though Dawn
could still see a twinkle of mirth in her sister's eyes. "Ha ha. Very
funny, Dawnie. And just for the record, you talk to Spike way too much."
"Whatever, you know I'm right. But
yeah, epic love. You two like defied everything�even
death. And now you're getting the big happy ending, with the wedding, and the
babies, and everything."
"I guess we do, but when I think about
him, I don't think about things like that. He's just�Spike. And I'm just
Buffy." Buffy leaned forward and stroked Dawn's face. "What about
you? Are you okay? How are your sides?"
"They're fine. A little sore, but that
stuff of Aiden's really helped. I'll be good as new soon."
"Good." Buffy touched her hand to
Dawn's cheek one more time before she let her arm drop. "It's not your
fault, you know."
Dawn flinched, her eyes going down. "It
feels like it sometimes. I mean, the world keeps being put in peril because of
what's inside of me."
Buffy shook her head. "No, Dawnie. It's
not because of you. There's nothing but good inside of you. It's because of them."
"I�"
"Don't, okay? It's not you, and I don't
want you to think it is. Besides, if the Key wasn't there, they'd just find
some other way to try to destroy the world." Buffy shrugged. "They're
evil. It's what they do. Like a hobby. Knitting just isn't sinister enough."
Dawn couldn't help but giggle. Then she
looked up, met her sister's eyes, and threw her arms around her, hugging her
tightly.

***
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"We can't really be together, can
we?"
Emma's question pierced the silence that had
fallen after their lovemaking, and Aiden looked down at where she rested
against his chest. "No, we can't. I have my duties as a guardian and
you�"
"Have mine as a Slayer," Emma
finished for him. She sighed. "This sucks."
"That's one way of putting it,
yes," Aiden replied, his hand smoothing over her hair. "I didn't
think the nights here could get any colder, but now that I've held you�"
He let his voice trail off, stopping himself before he said too much. With his
inability to be anything but completely honest, he knew it would be difficult
to say anything without saying everything.
Emma traced a random pattern against his
chest, a tightening in her throat. She felt safe
with Aiden, which was a feeling she was far from used to. She wanted a chance
to explore this thing between them, to get to know whether or not it was just a
brief physical connection that would fizzle in time or something more.
Something
she'd never truly touched before.
"I'm allowed to leave the Temple for short periods of time," Aiden said, his
hand stilling against her hair. "It would not be as much time as I know at
least I would want, but it would be�better than nothing. If you would allow me
to visit you, that is."
No, Emma knew it wouldn't be enough, and
even now she had the feeling it was going to be difficult to keep having to say
good-bye to him. Rationally, she knew she should tell him no. She had already
begun to fall for him, and if she kept seeing him, she feared she would falling
further when she still couldn't really have him.
Would that be worse in the long run than not
having him in her life at all?
"I want you to," she said softly.
"When�when you can."
Aiden moved his arms to wrap around her
waist and hold her close. "I will be with you as often as possible."
"And we'll have to make that be
enough."
Aiden could see the tears in her eyes, and
he didn't know if he could watch them fall. Already, this was causing more pain
in his heart than he'd known in centuries.
To stop them, he dipped his head down to
kiss her.

***
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Finally, they'd ended up back in the large
central room of the Temple, the time for them to return to their own dimension
now at hand. Buffy kept her hand tightly in Spike's, the thought of more interdimensional
travel making her nervous even though she knew it was necessary.
"I thank you greatly for your
help," Aiden said. "And I apologize for putting you all in such great
peril."
Buffy waved her hand. "Eh, peril's
like, what we do. I mean, I grew up on the Hellmouth. All of this�just another
Tuesday night in Sunnydale."
Aiden favored her with a dimpled smile.
"Still, you all made great sacrifices in order to aide me in my quest, and
I appreciate it."
Spike nodded. "Happy to be of service,
mate." He squeezed Buffy's hand.
"So this is it then?" Dawn asked.
"Time to go home."
"Yes, it is," Aiden replied, his
gaze flickering to Emma. "Safe journey to all of you."
He closed his eyes, preparing to call on the
forces needed to send them back, when suddenly Emma ran to him and threw her
arms around him. He returned the embrace, taking in one last deep breath, full
of her scent. She looked up, her brown eyes shining with unshed tears.
"I just needed to tell you good-bye one
more time," she said softly.
Aiden nodded, understanding. "I'm glad
you did. I will be with you again, soon. I promise you, mimlai."
Emma swallowed hard. "I know. I'll be
waiting for you, okay?"
Aiden gave her another nod before he kissed
her, gently, bidding her a soft farewell.
Reluctantly, Emma stepped away. Aiden closed
his eyes again, and with a bright flash of light, they were gone.

***
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Seconds after leaving Aiden, they were
standing back in Dawn's living room. The four of them took a moment for the
disorientation to pass, and Buffy was grateful she didn't feel the need to
throw up again. She had had enough of that to last her a lifetime.
Dawn glanced over at her clock, squinting at
the time as if she wasn't sure what she was seeing. Then, she picked up her
cell phone from the coffee table, the time and date showing up on the screen.
"Guys, we've been gone like ten
minutes," she said.
"Must've been one of those dimensions
where time goes all wonky," Spike said.
"The Council's supposedly working on
something to regulate that now, but since we just snapped over there, we
couldn't do anything about it," Buffy replied. Then, with a shrug, she
added, "Not that it really matters so much in this case since we were only
there for three or four days in their time. Not a lot of aging we can do
then." She frowned. "I wonder if this changed my due date."
"So that's just it then? We saved the
world, and now we call it a night?" Emma asked.
"Yeah, that's pretty much how it
goes," Dawn replied. "No one died, so eh, it's all good."
"Welcome to the life of a Slayer,"
Buffy said, her smile teasing.
"Not to like, throw you all out of here
or anything," Dawn said, "but I'm really, really tired."
"Nib's got a point," Spike
replied. "Might as well all head to bed and then suss out anything that
needs it in the morning. Or later."
"I'm liking 'or later,'" Buffy
said, her hand slipping back into his. "Come on, honey. Let's go
home."
Buffy and Spike said their good-byes to the
two girls and then walked out the door to their own flat.

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That's pretty much it for this fic, aside
from the epilogue I'm posting tomorrow. Sorry to anyone who wanted more details
of the wedding, but that isn't what I had planned for this one. It's part of a
larger series, so there will be more stories connected to this one at a later
date. If you're interested in seeing the ones I've already written in this
series, you can check them out here: http://dark-desire.org/blood/subpages/post-chosen.html
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