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Dawn's Fine	By : abra Category: BtVS Crossovers > BtVS/Smallville Views: 2832 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or the setting of the story. As far as I know, Dawn Summers and all things I borrowed from the Buffyverse are a creation of and belong to Joss Whedon, and Milton Fine belongs to the creators of the Superman comics, and Warner Bros and whoever else owns "Smallville".

Timeline � immediately after �Solitude" (Smallville), post Chosen (Buffy, the Vampire Slayer), post NFA (Angel)

Beta: Charlotte Dhark

Chapter 8
It was passed midnight, but Dawn couldn't sleep. She looked at the white roses beautifully outlined against the dark window. Moonlight conferred them a silvery aura, bringing them even more clearly in the foreground. She had to do some serious thinking about her relationship with Professor Fine. It had evolved so fast and so far out of her control that she had a hard time believing what had already happened between them.
She was surprised that she had trusted him to the point of telling him the truth about Sunnydale. However, it was his reaction that was worrying her. He had accepted her words far too readily. He was either insane, and he believed in ghosts and vampires just because he had seen movies and read books about them. Or he had actually come in contact with that underworld.
Best case scenario, he had some connection with her world. That did not guarantee that he would be able to accept her true nature. She hadn't thought about her Key-ness in a while, but the doubts about her humanity were always lurking at the back of her mind. No matter how cool he was with demons and half-breeds, would he go as far as dating someone who was not quite human?
She looked at the glowing figures on her alarm clock, and realized it was only about eleven in Cleveland. She would probably catch Buffy in mid patrol if she called. But who else did she have to call? Not that she could actually tell her sister what was happening in her life. She just needed to hear her voice, the voice of the one person in the world Dawn trusted with her life, and even beyond it.
She picked up her cell phone and dialed before she could change her mind.
"Dawn, are you OK?" were Buffy's first words.
"I'm fine," Dawn swallowed hard at saying the last word.
"Sorry. It's just that it's late in Kansas, and I thought you might be in some danger."
"You don't have to apologize. I'll never call you over protective, OK? It's not like I don't know what's out there. I told you, it's disconcerting that Sunnydale stuff doesn't happen around here."
"Not that I'm not glad to hear you, but what's up with the call then? We javen't heard from you since Thanksgiving."
"Yeah, sorry about missing it. I'm sure your cooking has improved since the last time you hosted Thanksgiving. I just had to hand in some papers."
"I wish you'd have some fun, Dawn. College isn't just for studying." Buffy said.
Dawn giggled.
"I love you."
"You sure everything's fine? You just said you loved me without asking me for money."
"Very funny. I just kinda miss you. How are you doing? How's everything? Hellmouthy as back home?"
"More or less. Nothing major so far. The usual."
"That's not entirely comforting. I know what's 'the usual' for you."
"Not that kind of usual. You are coming here for Christmas, aren't you? This wasn't some roundabout way for you to tell me you have other plans for the holidays?"
"As if..." Dawn said with a snort, and then she said, without first filtering the words through her mind, "Is it ok if I bring someone?"
She bit her tongue hard as soon as the words came out. And the pause on the other side of the phone wasn't making things easier.
"Buffy?"
"Dawnie, did you meet a nice boy and you want him to meet the family?"
Dawn rolled her eyes. 'A boy'. What had gotten into her to say that? She threw the roses a dirty look, thinking it was their fault.
"No. I was just wondering."
"Riiight," Buffy said, unconvinced, but fortunately didn't press the point. "Sure, Dawn. If you think he can handle, you know, everything."
"I was just thinking about the Christmas dinner, not an initiation into the Scoobies. Not that there's a 'he' I'm thinking to invite," she added lamely.
"OK, Dawnie, whatever you say."

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A few days later...

Prof. Fine hadn't shown up for class. Dawn was tempted to swing by his flat, but thought better of it. She had no right to check up on him. Not even because she was worried about him.
She made her way back to her dorm, still uncomfortable to be out after dark without a stake. All the parties on campus ended up with tales of urban legends, but she had done some discreet research, and verified that they were all just that. It didn't prevent her have holy water in her bottle of Evian though.
She put her books on the hallstand and kicked off her shoes into the corner. Before she could turn on the lights, she heard the door being locked and she turned around abruptly. She reached instinctively, and uselessly for the stake that was usually in her pocket.
"Hello, Dawn."
She relaxed a little recognizing his voice.
"Are you all right? You weren't in class today."
Dawn tried to keep her voice steady, unwilling to seem either glad or relieved that he was there. She decided to leave the lights off and keep away from him until the reason for his unexpected visit had become clear. He didn't appear to have come for a quickie.
"Something's come up. I didn't want to leave town without seeing you."
"Oh," she said quietly, bracing herself for whatever he would say.
"What happened?"
"Lex Luthor has been leaning on the tenure committee to fire me for weeks, but yesterday I received some rather unambiguous threats."
"Oh, my God!"
"This is true, but it isn't the real reason I'm leaving. It's just what the rumor on campus will be. Anyway, remember when you told me about vampires? There's a reason why I wasn't surprised. I work for a covert branch of the State Department. The same people who created, kept secret and then swept the Initiative under the carpet."

Dawn kept silent while the memories, fake as she knew them to be, flashed through her mind at the mere mention of the Initiative. The first of them - Spike slowly starving, begging for food, unable to hunt. And the last one - the horror that had been Adam.
"You don't have to pretend you don't know what I'm talking about. I know you know about the Initiative. I know your sister is still in contact with agent Finn."
"You've never met Riley," she stated.
"No, I haven't. I work in an adjacent field. Why are you so sure I haven't met him?"
She just smiled, trying to imagine what Riley's reaction would be to meet one of his colleagues who looked exactly like Hostile 17.
"Just a hunch. What is your field then, agent Fine?"
"Extraterrestrial activity."
Why not, Dawn mused, almost sad that she was not shocked. Who needed a Hellmouth to find oddities?
"No comments?"
"Only questions."
"I'm all yours," he said spreading his arms.
"Why were you here? Kansas I mean."
"The meteor showers. There is more to them than rocks falling from the sky."
"Extraterrestrial life?"
"Yes."
"Intelligent life?"
"Yes."
"Oh."
She had to admit that the conversation was reaching a level of weirdness that was uncomfortable even for her.
"You're taking this very well," he said.
"Yes, well, my life seems out of whack if I don't get some kind of perspective-changing revelation every few years."
"I'm assuming that the Initiative had barely scraped the surface when they had to pack their bags and left Sunnydale."
"You could say that. But they've been catching up from what I heard."
"No more questions?"
"Just one. How come you're telling me this? I'm pretty sure I don't have clearance to know any of it."
He remained silent for a long time. Dawn had to fight the urge to go to him, to seek the comfort of his embrace.
"You don't. And I shouldn't have said anything."
She tried to make out his features in the dimness. He had told her military secrets. She couldn't even imagine what level of classified they were, but she could safely assume he'd be at least court martialled.
"Any chance you're free for Christmas?"
She had barely finished speaking when he swept her in his arms.
"You are amazing, Dawn. I was afraid you'd run away screaming."
"Not much of a screamer," she whispered, holding him tightly.
"As I recall..."
She silenced him with a kiss.
"When are you leaving?" she asked when she came out for air.
"Tonight."
"Be careful."
"It's just another two weeks till Christmas. I'll be here. I promise."
"No promises. I don't have to know exactly what you do to know you might never come back."
He gripped her shoulders harshly, and looked into her eyes.
"I'll come back."
It sounded like a threat, but it felt like a vow. He wrapped his arms tighter around her, and buried his face in her hair.
"And, Dawn..." he whispered, and took in a deep breath, "don't ever call me 'agent Fine' again."
She smiled, pleased with the note of fierce need in his voice. When he had told her he was going to leave town, she felt her heart beginning to freeze. When he took her in his arms, the cold began fading into a rising tide of desire. But when he refused her attempt to distance herself from him, she felt a whole new feeling blossom, and she could think of only one way to postpone dealing with it.
"My roommate isn't going to come back for a couple of hours," she said, pulling him toward her bed.

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To be continued...
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- 8
- 9
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