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I am looking for a fiction where edward leaves bella in new moon but meet a while later and bellas attitude has changed. I think she rides a bike and is angry at edward because seth was hurt by a vampire whilst protecting her. I think tanya is in the story


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I am looking for a paul/bella fic where they were together and when he became a wolf he broke up with her. Bella leaves and comes back pregnant and Paul imprints on her


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I am looking for a harry/twilight crossover. The cullens have harry as another member but Bella doesn't know. Harry finds out about a human being with the cullens so returns to the family. He phones them but no one answers and the cullens hear the message.

Also i think harry, Alice and Jasper are together and that harry is the oldest

Anyone know this fiction?

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i am looking for fic about bella either married or going to be after edward leaves, but the man dies and she loses her baby?

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Buffy personality quiz


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        <div>Utterly calm and resolute in the face of danger, utterly devoted to his loved ones and comrades in arms, and utterly willing to do what is necessary to ensure that good overcomes evil. Giles knows the score, he knows that sometimes virtue relies on good men getting a little messy, and he's willing to take that on himself, largely so that others don't have to.
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A.N THIS IS AFTER BTVS SEASON 7 AND DURING DISCLAIMER: I DON’T OWN BTVS OR SUPERNATURAL. I ALSO DON’T OWN ANY MUSIC OR SONGS WRITTEN IN HERE.

UPDATE’S WILL BE SLOW

A.N LOOK AT CHAPTER THREE FOR MORE DETAILS

PREVIOUSLY:

“JESSE!” Dawn screamed, before collapsing to her knees and then slowly descending to the floor, on her side.

All the time she thought,

‘Jesse, I was supposed to look at him. I curse everything I touch.’

Her vision started to blur and dim as she threw up over her shoulder. The last thing she saw before the darkness claimed her, was the Winchesters’, Ellen and Ash crowd round her, while she whispered,

“Couldn’t…protect…him.”

NOW:

“Dawn, Dawn baby wake up,” a smooth, soothing voice called to her.

She knew the voice straight, even though she hadn’t heard it for years.

“Mum,” Dawn whispered, opening her eyes to see her mum dressed in white, which illuminated a bright light, making her look like an angel. The white mist in the air, added to the effect.

“Mum,” Dawn whispered again, running to her mum, once the shock was over. As soon as warm, gentle hands hugged her, she sobbed. She sobbed into her mum’s shoulder, like she did when she had boy trouble or in their weekly movie nights.

“It’s ok, pumpkin belly, mummy’s here,” Joyce said, smiling a little despite the situation. She had missed her baby very much and had been watching over her and Buffy every since she died.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

“Mum, am I dead?” Dawn said, leaning back from her mum when she had calmed down.

“No sweetheart, I have come here to warn you about Jesse.”

“Jesse, what about Jesse?” Dawn asked panicked as she remembered her situation back on earth.

“A demon, Azazel, or the Yellow Eyed Demon as he is called by the Winchester family, wants you and your power,” Joyce began but Dawn interrupted her.

“Then why didn’t he just come for me? He didn’t have to steal Jesse!” Dawn shouted.

“Because he wants Sam as well; you see when Sam was a baby, or even before that, Azazel decided he wanted an army for himself, who all have special powers or he wanted at least someone, the most powerful, to help him…” Joyce explained, pausing for lack of words.

“Take over the world?” Dawn supplied.

“Basically, and to do this he crept into the child’s room on their 6th month birthday to baptize the children with his own blood…” Joyce continued telling Dawn about Mary’s, Jessica’s and John’s deaths and the hunt the boys had been on.

“Okay, but I still don’t understand what that has to do with me and Jesse?”

Joyce was started to get annoyed with her daughter.

“Dawn with your power Azazel could defeat and rule the world, cause chaos everywhere and with an extra bonus he will have Jesse’s power for back up. The demon employed a few low-level demons to kidnap Jesse, so he could lure you into a trap, as you will be so blinded with love to realize. Dawn you have to be careful, because your power is greater Azazel has to kill you to receive the power,” Joyce said, her daughter finally understanding the situation.

“What about Jesse, will he die?” Dawn expressed her motherly love.

“No, but highly injured from the ritual that you both would have to undertake,” Joyce replied.

“So what does he need Sam and the other specialists for?” Dawn asked, interrogating her own mother to save her son and her family.

“Our side doesn’t know that yet Dawnie,” Joyce said, her voice suddenly fading with her body. “Dawnie I have to go, take care, send my love to Buffy, to everyone, good luck pumpkin belly,” Joyce quickly said as she faded completely.

The light round Dawn started to dim, letting Dawn fall to darkness. Dawn felt the floor beneath her disappear and the next second she was falling into a pit of black and terror.

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Dawn gasped awake, sitting up abruptly. She looked around her surroundings to find herself in her own room at the back of the bar. Staring out in front of her, outside the window, she found it pitch black.

How long had she been asleep?

She turned her head to the side and saw on her bedside table, her clock flash 9pm. She’d been out cold for about 5 hours. Her trouble sleeping because of Dean must have caught up on her.

Suddenly memories of the talk with her mother came back to her in such a rush she felt slightly light headed. Ignoring her senses, she climbed out of bed slowly to find her bag. She began to pack her weapons, clothes, books, etc; anything that would help her on the mission to find Jesse and beat Azazel. When her packing was completed she tiptoed out of her room, quietly closing the door and made her way towards the bar. Pushing open the door to the bar slowly, she stuck her head out to find that the normal packed bar was dark and empty.

Thinking it was strange; she crept out and almost reached to the front door when a group of coughs sounded behind her.

Dawn spun round, eyes widening at the fact she had got caught. Sure enough, Dean, Ash, Sam and Ellen were standing in the shadows of the bar. Ellen reached behind to flick a light switch, making bright light suddenly filling the room. This action caused Dawn to squint her eyes slightly.

“Erm, hi guy,” Dawn greeted, nervously.

All chins were fixed with determination, eyes glued to Dawn as if she was their prey

A.N THIS IS AFTER BTVS SEASON 7 AND DURINGDISCLAIMER: I DON’T OWN BTVS OR SUPERNATURAL. I ALSO DON’T OWN ANY MUSIC OR SONGS WRITTEN IN HERE.

A.N DAWN IS 23 YEARS OLD, HER SON IS 7 YEARS OLD, AND SHE HAD HIM WHEN SHE WAS 16.

DEAN IS 27 YEARS OLD AND SAM IS 23 YEARS OLD

A.N LOOK AT CHAPTER THREE FOR MORE DETAILS

IMPORTANT: I LIVE IN THE UK WHERE YOU CAN HAVE SEX WITH ANYONE IF YOU’RE 16 YEARS OLD OR OVER.

A.N SORRY I HAVE NOT UPDATED IT’S JUST THAT I AM ILL, FAMILY IS ANNOYING, COMPUTER CRASHED AND MY COLLEGE WORK IS BUILDING PLUS I HAD TO APPLY FOR UNI.

UPDATE’S WILL BE SLOW

“Yeah when you were having fun, drinking and shagging with someone else, I found out I was pregnant and was going to tell that day I saw you that we were going to have Jesse,” Dawn smiled unpleasantly.

Dean was about to reply when his eyes moved slightly behind her and he gasped warningly,

“Dawn.”

His voice spoke volumes as well as the shadow that had formed during the conversation, she just noticed. Dreading the scene behind her, she turned reluctantly round and her whole stomach cringed when she saw her shocked son with his eyes full of tears, which were fit to burst out any second.

“Jesse,” Dawn called franticly after him as he ran round the corner and out of sight.

“Jesse wait, Jesse please slow down,” Dawn cried after her son.

Dawn didn’t even hear the car arrive at the bar, from picking up Jesse at school, because she was to busy arguing with Dean.

As she rounded the corner Jesse had taken, she found the parking lot empty except for a couple of cars. Dawn anxiously looked around the lot and then got on her hands and knees to look underneath the cars; when she didn’t see Jesse, she run into the bar.

The bar was populated by 10 people, including Ellen and Sam, who were drinking and aimlessly staring at the wall, obviously had heard the argument but chose to ignore it as they thought it was best for the old couple to sort the situation. They both regretted the decision when Dawn enter the room, looking around the room in hope of a sign of a 7 year old.

Panic set on her face as her hopes were shattered and asked the customers, which had arrived during the argument,

“Has anyone seen Jesse?”

All shook their heads, some mumbled ‘No’.

Dawn growled in frustration and ran to the back to Ash’s room. On Ash’s bedroom door was a sign saying,

‘Dr. Badass is in.’

Dawn hammered on the door with her fist, while shouting,

“Ash open up, Ash come on wake up, ASH!”

Dean, who had been following Dawn along with Ellen and Sam, put his hand on her shoulder to calm her down. Even though they had been fighting, he still didn’t want to see her get hurt by picking fights because she had lost her temper and the control of her emotions.

Dawn felt the hand, the hand that had once made her shiver with pleasure, touch her. She, like all Summer women, let her emotions take control of the situation and sharply turned round, glaring at her ex-lover.

“No, you do NOT get to do stuff like that to me anymore, so get your filthy hands of ME!” Dawn shouted, not waiting for a reply and twisted round to knock on Ash’s door, but found it already open.

At the door way was a very drowsy and confused Ash, half dressed and basically sleepwalking. Pushing her guilt to the bottom of her stomach with a deep breath, she let up the feeling of her mother instincts and asked quickly,

“Have you seen Jesse?”

“What? No,” Ash said puzzled, while rubbing his eyes.

“Are sure? I mean, he’s not in your room hiding out?”

“No, dude what’s happened?” Ash asked concerned, but he didn’t get a reply as Dawn rushed out the back into the front. “What’s happened?” Ash repeated to the others.

“Erm, Dawn and I were arguing about Jesse and he over heard, but she can’t find him,” Dean replied, receiving intakes of breath.

Dawn hurried outside to inspect the lot, trying to find any evidence of her son. When she did find evidence, she didn’t like it. She followed small footprints she found, which led towards the road, but they suddenly stopped and were cut off by tire tacks, that seemed to have taken off at a high speed.

As realization hit her eyes, Dawn still turned 360 degrees, trying to muster up all hope she had to will herself to see a glance of her only son. When she finished spinning, terror built up in her stomach in the form of vomit.

“JESSE!” Dawn screamed, before collapsing to her knees and then slowly descending to the floor, on her side.

All the time she thought,

‘Jesse, I was supposed to look at him. I curse everything I touch.’

Her vision started to blur and dim as she threw up over her shoulder. The last thing she saw before the darkness claimed her, was the Winchesters’, Ellen and Ash crowd round her, while she whispered,

“Couldn’t…protect…him.”

A.N SORRY I HAVE NOT UPDATED IT’S JUST THAT I AM ILL, FAMILY IS ANNOYING, COMPUTER CRASHED AND MY COLLEGE WORK IS BUILDING PLUS I HAD TO APPLY FOR UNI.

UPDATE’S WILL BE SLOW



 

A.N THIS IS AFTER BTVS SEASON 7 AND DURINGDISCLAIMER: I DON’T OWN BTVS OR SUPERNATURAL. I ALSO DON’T OWN ANY MUSIC OR SONGS WRITTEN IN HERE.

A.N DAWN IS 23 YEARS OLD, HER SON IS 7 YEARS OLD, AND SHE HAD HIM WHEN SHE WAS 16.

DEAN IS 27 YEARS OLD AND SAM IS 23 YEARS OLD

A.N LOOK AT CHAPTER THREE FOR MORE DETAILS

IMPORTANT: I LIVE IN THE UK WHERE YOU CAN HAVE SEX WITH ANYONE IF YOU’RE 16 YEARS OLD OR OVER.

 

 

Roadhouse (daytime, early morning)

In the bar was Dawn wearing pink bunny pyjamas and was sat on a stool with her aching body tensed and tears were running down her face. Her eyes were puffy and red, giving it away that she had been crying all night and hasn’t slept a second. All the time she repeated in her head,

‘What have I done?’

She was far in her thoughts when Jesse walked in, that she jumped when he tapped her on the arm. She gave a shriek and leapt from the stool.

“Mum, you ok?” Jesse enquired, concerned.

Dawn realised it was Jesse and turned away to rubbed her face to clear the evidence of her crying. The last thing she needed was Jesse worried of matters he didn’t need to know at this minute.

“Yeah, I’m fine just didn’t get much sleep. What do you want for breakfast?” Dawn smiled with a rough voice at Jesse, as she shuffled her white slippers to towards the kitchen and patted his head.

Jesse eyed his mum suspiciously as she sniffled around the kitchen.

“Erm, can I just something to go? I was late up and rosy will be her e any minute.”

Dawn looked at her watch and was surprised to see how late they actually were. Jesse had a minute until his ride came; obviously she lost track of time her she was drowning in her own despair.

“Yeah, here’s an apple and a cereal bar, also some money for lunch. Have a good day hunny,” Dawn said, coming into the bar and handing over the products she described.

Her son took them with a hug and said,

“Thanks mum, you’re the best. Love you lots.”

“Love you too,” Dawn whispered with a sad smile as Jesse ran out to the car that pulled up.

You see Dawn wanted Jesse to have a normal life including a normal education, even though they were in the middle of nowhere Dawn had paid a car company to come to pick Jesse up everyday for school, which was miles away. She would do anything for Jesse, even she was broke and homeless she would find a way for Jesse to life normally.


Sam had been tossing and turning all night, thinking about the happy memories he had with Dawn. For example, water fights, picnics, talking out their issues and also working on the cars. Even though Dawn had been going out with his brother, it wasn’t that awkward for them as they were always friends first and nothing else mattered. He wanted to go back to that time, where everything was peaceful and innocent, but now all he thought was,

“Where’d it go all wrong?”

Dawn was cleaning the bar counter when Sam strolled in and as soon as she saw him she turned around, pretending to put away glasses.

Sam sighed and slowly walked up to the counter.

“Dawn, Dawn,” Sam said softly, but he was being ignored, so he yelled,

“DAWN!”

“WHAT!” Dawn bellowed as she turned round in a flash.

“Why did you do it? How could you have done it? To Dean, he was heartbroken,” Sam asked, but all Dawn did was scoff.

Dawn had reached breaking point and was getting really annoyed at being the only one blamed, so she expressed her thoughts,

“Yeah, right it takes two people Sammy.”

“But you knew about Jesse…” Sam began but was cut off by Dawn.

“That’s not what I meant,” Dawn said, gritting her teeth.

“Then what did you mean?”

“I meant that it takes to people two to get heartbroken, Sam. You see, Dean cheated on me, that why I left!” Dawn cried out, shocking Sam.

“What?” Sam whispered.

“Yeah Sammy, Dean isn’t as innocent in this as he makes out to be,” Dawn snarled back, smiling nastily at Sam.

With that said, Dawn left the roadhouse leaving behind Sam, who was opening and closing his mouth like a goldfish.


ROAHOUSE (LUNCH TIME) (DINER, SOMEWHERE)

Dean had driven for hours and hours, trying to control his rage and forget the memories from the past and the argument in the roadhouse. When he had finally got tired, he stopped at a diner and had been sitting there ever since, just nursing a black coffee. He stared out the window and thought,

‘How could she? She was the love of my life? I thought she would love me no matter what?’

In the back of his head a cruel, but truthfully voice said,

‘Past tense, pal, you broke the rules first. Yeah, she may have acted bitchy and spiteful towards you, but you’re the one that released this hell. You’re the one who started this game.”

With that in his mind, he went back 7 years, when he and Dawn had been together for a month after she had arrived.

Flashback (7 years summer 1999)

The sunrise hit the bedroom full blast, as the normally closed curtains were wide open. The light woke up a very sleepy and hanged over Dean, the only comfort he had from the nausea, he was feeling, was the girl in his arms; the love of his life. He snuggled closer to the woman in his bed, and felt the hug returned. He was happy. ‘Was’ being the huge word in this sentence, as the next second Dawn’s voice came from the other side of the door as it began to open.

Hey Dean, I thought I would come over to apologise…” Dawn started but slowed and cut off when she saw the scene in front of her.

Dawn saw Dean cuddling a sleeping blonde haired bimbo, both naked, condom wrappers spread around the room followed by varies clothing, even a couple of bottles of whiskey.

Dean was abruptly awake at the sight of Dawn, with her eyes building up with tears. In a quick burst, he remembered all the things about the night before, the fight with Dawn, Dawn storming off, him going to a bar, getting wasted and coming back with someone that was not Dawn.

Amy, princess, wait,” Dean desperately cried, as Dawn ran out the room, tries falling down her face.

Dean rushed after her, grabbing his clothes as he went. He was just in time to see Amy speeding off in her car. That was the last Dean saw her, until last night. No one would return his calls and then she just disappeared like thin air and either though he stopped looking, he never gave up hope he would see her again.

End of flashback

As Dean remembered his worst mistake of his life, he thumped the table as though that would make everything disappear and normal again. Dean unexpectedly stood up from his table, leaving money and walked briskly out of the diner, people’s eyes following him cautiously.


Roadhouse (Day 2.30pm)

It had been a couple of hours since Dawn had spoken to Sam, who was currently thinking in his room. She was in the bar, looking outside with images of Dean and his affair in her mind, making her fury grow gigantic. She knew that she should have told Dean about Jesse, but after the affair she wasn’t in the right mind and when she did try, it was hard to locate him because of the scams and then she lost her confidence again.

She was tugged out of her trance by an oncoming vehicle that sounded familiar to her ears. She thought it was a hallucination until her arrogant ex-lover walked out open the car door.

‘How dare he come back here?’ Dawn thought.

Her fury overloaded at the sight of him as she grabbed the baseball bat near the door and strolled out, bat raised and then she smashed down on his prize precession; the Impala. She knew it was childish, like she was back to being 14 years old and cutting herself because of the key. But she had enough of people blaming her, her life being abnormal and reckless, just because she was different. All the fights, vampires, demons and slayers she experienced would stay with her forever. Dawn really didn't need Dean complicating her life anymore than he had.

Glass flew everywhere as she hit the windows on the front and side. Dean leaped out swiftly as anger and concern swirled in his eyes.

“Dawn what the hell you doing?” Dean barked, grabbing her shoulders, which Dawn shrugged off hurriedly.

“I am breaking the thing close to your heart and helping you feel what I felt,” Dawn said, raising the bat again.

This time Dean was ready and fought with Dawn, like a game of tug-a-war, but being stronger Dean was able to snatch the bat and throw it in the distance.

“Look Dawn I am so…” Dean started, when Dawn growled out,

“If you finish that sentence I will kill you. You are NOT sorry because if you were, you would not have done it in the first place?”

“Fine whatever Dawn, if you don’t want to hear me apologies, then you are going to hear this. It was a shitty, cruel and disgusting thing what you did, keeping Jesse a secret.”

“What I did to you, you’re joking, right? I was 16 years old and the first I had sex, you got me pregnant. Great experience and when I was going to tell you about being pregnant, I found out that my baby’s father was cheating on me,” Dawn explained, leaving Dean speechless.

“What?” Dean said, no louder than a whisper.

“Yeah when you were having fun, drinking and shagging with someone else, I found out I was pregnant and was going to tell that day I saw you that we were going to have Jesse,” Dawn smiled unpleasantly.

Dean was about to reply when his eyes moved slightly behind her and he gasped warningly,

“Dawn.”

His voice spoke volumes as well as the shadow that had formed during the conversation, she just noticed. Dreading the scene behind her, she turned reluctantly round and her whole stomach cringed when she saw her shocked son with his eyes full of tears, which were fit to burst out any second.

“Jesse,” Dawn called franticly after him as he ran round the corner and out of sight.

 




 

A.N THIS IS AFTER BTVS SEASON 7 AND DURING SEASON 2 OF SUPERNATURAL, A FEW WEEKS AFTER ‘SIMON SAID’.

JO HAS GONE ON HER OWN ALREADY FROM A FIGHT WITH HER MOTHER ABOUT HUNTING.

DISCLAIMER: I DON’T OWN BTVS OR SUPERNATURAL. I ALSO DON’T OWN ANY MUSIC OR SONGS WRITTEN IN HERE.

WARNING: HAS SWEARING ALSO MIGHT CHANGE RATING IF I DECIDE.

A.N DAWN IS 23 YEARS OLD, HER SON IS 7 YEARS OLD, AND SHE HAD HIM WHEN SHE WAS 16.

DEAN IS 27 YEARS OLD AND SAM IS 23 YEARS OLD.

ALSO CHANGING THE TIME LINE SO THAT BUFFY WENT TO HELP ANGEL (AFTER SEASON FINALE OF BUFFY), BUT THEY DIDN’T GET TOGETHER AS THEY ARE JUST GOOD FRIENDS. THAT GOES THE SAME FOR SPIKE. THEY ALL SURVIVED EXCEPT FRED AND WESLEY ALSO A COUPLE OF SLAYER THAT ARE UNKNOWN.

THIS FICTION STARTS IN THE YEAR THAT SEASON 2 OF SUPERNATURAL STARTS (2006), BUFFY’S FINALE WILL FINISH IN 1999. THIS IS SO THE CHARACTER CAN MEET.


Dean saw Dawn coming out of the back room with Ash, tear tracks down her cheeks and Ash’s arm round her to ease the pain. He had never seen Ash that way with anyone; obviously she’s going through a rough time, just like Sam. Sam had been moody for a couple of days after the events with Andy and Ansem but he was starting to get back to normal. Well as normal as Sam could get with all his ‘special abilities’.

Dean felt a tug at his jacket and looked down to see green eye’s staring into his.

“What Kid?” Dean asked Jesse.

“It’s your turn, grandpa,” Jesse smirked walking towards Sam, who was hiding his laughter by drinking, and sitting at a chair.

Jesse stood beside Sam, pool stick in one hand while the other hand high-fived Sam’s hand.

Dean was about to say something when he felt someone stare at him and turned round just in time to see Dawn’s head duck and then returned her attention to another hunter. Something about Dawn made his nerves tingle but there an air of acquaintance surrounding her. He would have to call Bobby later to ask his opinion on her.

But at that moment, Dean had to beat a kid at pool. He turned away from Dawn to stare at the nearly empty pool table. Well, there were many red balls and about two yellow balls; of course Dean was red which meant he was losing to a 7 year old who was better than anyone he’d ever played.

‘Where was Jo when you need her?’ Dean thought. ‘Bet she could turn that kid’s smirk into a frown in a matter of seconds.’

“Dean, you’re getting beat by a seven year old,” Sam said with amusement in his voice.

“Yeah, thank you Captain Obvious,” Dean gritted out, trying to keep his anger in control.

Not ready to admit defeat, Dean started playing pool but not before giving Sam and Jesse a glare.

 

 

ROADHOUSE, (NIGHT TIME)

It was the end of the pool game when Dawn decided to go to the shops for some chocolate and ice cream; the best junk food to eat when you’re depressed. The laughter between the unknown uncle and nephew, as well as the father/son bonding session was getting to her too much.

Ash saw the looks Dawn was giving Dean when had his back to her, but like a true hunter he caught her out every time. Ash knew she was trying to think of a way to tell Dean he was the father of Jesse, but all it was doing, was pushing her deeper into herself.

Ash could see Jesse had Dean’s eyes and definitely his bad-ass attitude but he also had Dawn’s fun side and her ‘hunting skills’ as she called them.


“Good game kiddo,” Dean said half-hearted.

“I beat you and you still called me kid. How’s that fair?” Jesse asked, getting annoyed, like his mum, when people treated him like a baby.

“It’s not,” Dean said with a smirked and winked at him as Dawn walked over.

“You’ll get used to him, trust him,” Sam said to Jesse, who looked pissed off, just like him when Dean called him ‘Sammy’.

“Why thank you, ‘Sammy’” Dean said, expanding the word ‘Sammy’ for emphasis.

Dawn had always liked Sam; he was a good mate always understanding everyone, which made him a great listen. They had bonded well once because they were both younger siblings with over protective siblings.

Jesse saw his mum approaching and said, so excited that his words came out with a bounce,

“Hey mum, guess what? I actually beat someone, all that training paid off, did you see what I did? Why have you got you coat? Are you going out? Can you get be something?…”

“Whoa, kiddo breathe. Has someone given you chocolate?” Dawn said, kneeling down to her hyper son.

Sam hesitantly rose his hand and stuttered out,

“Erm…I…I gave…him some…but he said...”

Dawn waved Sam off, saving her friend from explaining and stuttering to death.

“Its okay, Jesse has some of my qualities, which of course includes lying right on the spot,” Dawn said giving Sam a huge smile, which had a huge familiarity behind it but could not find out where from.

“Yeah you should here the story of how she kissed a vampire,” Jesse began, but was cut of by Dawn covering his mouth with her hand.

“You kissed a vampire?” Dean and Sam whispered, almost too stunned to breathe let
alone talk.

“I wish aunt Buffy never told you them stories. I swear she did it on purpose,” Dawn said, but remember her reason for coming over here. “Anyway, I am going to the shops, do you want anything?”

“No, I’m fine; no actually get me some M&M’s,” Jesse said, changing his mind half-way through.

“Are you sure?” Dawn asked her son with a smirk, who nodded and than continued,

“Ok hunny, I will be back in an hour, at least. Calm down, don’t bother anyone and I mean it this time and if you get in trouble just go to Ash. On second thoughts go to Ellen.”

Dawn turned to leave when Jesse whispered,

“Be safe.”

Dawn halted at the door as her heart started to break at the innocence and concern of her son; she only saw this side of him, with no jokiness, when she went out at night by herself.

‘You know too much of my life, Jesse,’ Dawn thought.

Dawn turned and kneeled in front of Jesse.

“Always and forever,” Dawn said with all her heart and touched his nose with her finger.

Dawn kissed him on the forehead and hugged him with all her might. Over her son’s shoulder she lingered her eyes on Dean’s blank-face before she looked Sam, who was getting quite emotion at the scene.

Dawn nearly laughed,

‘You were always the emotionally brother, Sammy.’

Dawn got up and said ‘goodbye’ to Jesse, and was almost at the door when a hand on her upper arm stopped her. She turned round to see Sam looking uncomfortable about the next scene but was concerned at the same time.

“You sure you’re going to be alright?”

“I going to be fine, I promise but if we keep talking about it I’ll be jinxed,” Dawn said, getting a smirk from Sam.


During the mother/son moment, Dean flashed back to when he was a child with his mum. He thought,

‘Would I have been like that? When I was older, would I have been attached to mum as much as Jesse?’

Knowing he had to stay strong for Sam, he put on a blank face and stared into the loving blue eyes of Dawn as she stared back with a hint of sadness and confusion, before flicking her eyes to Sam.

As he saw Sam approach Dawn, he turned his attention to Jesse, who was glaring dangerously at the entire bar, that were looking at with sympathy.

“What? Get back to drinking, NOW!” Jesse shouted, stamping his foot with frustration.

The hunters went back to drinking with a hint of amusement in their eyes and a smothered smile.

After a minute of Jesse calming down, Dean decided to make a quiet conversation at the bar.

“So kid, what are you doing here anyway?” Dean said politely, but all he got in return was a glare, that could make his dad step away.

“My mum said why, thicko,” Jesse said, when Ellen walked past and whispered in a false sing-song voice,

“Jesse what would your mother say?”

Getting the hint of an warning. Jesse put on a fake smile and said in a polite voice that was forced,

“My mum decided to come here because she needed money; also she thought it would be safer for me here, with hunters surrounding me and less demon activity.”

Somewhere through the sentence Jesse’s politeness was not forced but more relaxed, like sharing things actually worked.

“Safer?” Dean said, interested in the subject.

“Hmm can’t say, sorry. But my mum said not to and I do NOT want to get on the wrong side of her, believe me,” Jesse said, experience behind his attitude.

“I do believe you. Remember I was there for the chase,” Dean smirked, drinking a bit of his beer.

Jesse chuckled, “Yeah that’s my mum for you. She’s the best but I wish she didn’t think she was invincible.”

“Yeah I know what you mean,” Sam said, sitting down to Jesse while glaring at Dean.

“I do not think I am invincible,” Dean said, glaring back at Sam.

“Mmm-hmm,” Sam whispered, not convinced at all.

Dean decided to change the subject to relax the tension but the question he asked had the opposite affect.

“So, where’s you dad?” Dean said casually.

Jesse glared coldly at Dean before lowering his head, making Sam mouth to Dean,

‘Yeah, nice job Dean,’ while rolling his eyes.

Dean winced at how stupid he was and said sincerely,

“Look, I’m sorry man, if don’t want to talk about.”

“Nah, it’s fine, really, it’s just that I never knew him. He left when I was born, I think,” Jesse said, lifting his head to stare straight on.

“You think?” Sam asked wondering.

“Yeah, my mum doesn’t talk about him that much. I think he broke my mum’s heart and if he did, I would rather not know him,” Jesse angrily said, putting his head down again as tears built in his eyes.

Dean and Sam looked at each other trying to figure a way to comfort the boy but no ideas came to their heads.


Meanwhile Dawn was mindlessly walking down the street with a bag fall of chocolate and ice cream, thinking over different situations that could happen when Dean found out, but all end in blood, death and torture, either with her mind or body.

Of course she had tendency to let her imagination run wild, which was not helpfully. In the end she got caught up singing ‘Runaway’ by Linkin’ Park.

Now I find myself in question
they point the finger at me again
Guilty by association
you point the finger at me again,”
Dawn sang underneath her breath, thinking the song was appropriate as she could see everyone of her family cornering her and blaming her.

What she didn’t realise that she was walking into a cemetery and when she did, it was only because of the loud growling noise behind her.

As she turned round, she saw four vampires standing in line; games face on and ready to attack.

One of the vampires snarled and said,

“So what’s a sweet little thing like you doing out here, all alone?”

Dawn snorted, seriously vampire should get new phrases.

“Well, I was so bored that I thought I should go to never, never land. What does it looks like I am doing? I went to the shops, hello, look at the bag. Good detective work,” Dawn said sarcastically, while giving the vampires a thumb-ups sign.

The vampires took a second of confusion and shock that there food was fighting back; before they caught up that she insulted them. They ran at her fast with bared teeth, like a warning at the pain about to happen to her.

Dawn dropped her bag and pulled out a stake from her back pocket, while dodging a punch from a vampire and then staking him in the heart, turning him to dust.

The vampires clearly had underestimated her, which gave her the chance to flip over a second vampire and dust him, while he was lying unexpectedly on his back.

‘I am so glad Buffy and Faith trained me,’ Dawn thought.

One of the remaining vampires kicked her in the stomach, pushing her sharply to the ground, but she turn that into good luck as she kicked her own leg at his shin making him collapse to his knees so she could stake him in the heart.

When she gained her feet, the vampire that spoke before was the only one left. He obviously was the leader of the now dead gang.

“You’re going to pay for that,” He growled out with enough anger to force her to the floor.

“Oh my god, get new a dictionary,” Dawn said, but her last words were screamed as she found herself tackled over a grave, landing firmly into a puddle of mud. Of course that wasn’t before hitting her head on the grave stone behind her.

“Not so tough now are you? Say ‘good night’,” The vampire said smirking, while lying above her and leaning into her as if he was going to bit her neck.

Just as closed in on her, he found a stake in his heart. It was just like what she did with Justin; fool him to think he was winning but at the last second stake him.

The vampire was so stunned that his nearly jaw fell to the floor, especially when Dawn waved and said,

“Good night.”

As Dawn sat up she found herself sitting in mud, her clothes dirty, one high heel broken off and a massive headache, followed by a throbbing butt.

“Gross. I going to kill Sam for jinxing me,” Dawn whispered all promise behind her voice.

She stood up and started limping back, painfully, to the roadhouse but not before picking up and checking her ice cream and chocolate that she dropped.

“Oh good, the stuffs not damaged,” Dawn said, thinking it would be her luck that her anti-depressing substances would be ruined after a fight.

 

 

ROADHOUSE (NIGHT)

Dean, Sam and Jesse were still sitting at the bar, waiting for Dawn, the only difference was that the bar was closed and they were all worried about Dawn. Ellen was behind the counter and Ash in the back asleep when the door banged open.

They all turned to see Dawn caked with mud all over her body, clothes and hair. She was hobbling as her right heel was torn off and she had cuts and bruises all over body, especially her head which had a lump from the grave stone.

“Mum,” Jesse shouted, and ran up to Dawn to fling himself at her for a hug.

Dawn winced at pain that went down her back, but bit down her lip to keep her from gasping.

Ellen saw this and came over to Jesse, putting a hand on his shoulder.

“Jesse, hunny, let’s put you to bed while you mum cleans herself up.”

Jesse shook Ellen’s hand off and stared at her.

“But I want to stay with her,” Jesse said, concerned.

“Jesse, baby, I’m ok. You should get some rest for school tomorrow.”

“Ok, but you sure your ok mum,” Jesse said, looking at Dawn with worry.

Dawn put on a brave face and kneeled to hug her son, stilling biting back the pain.

“I promise hunny, all I need is rest, like you do.”

“Ok, only if you sure. Night mum,” Jesse said, walking into the back with Ellen, believing everything Dawn said.

As soon as he was gone, Dean and Sam ran over to help Dawn to her feet. Sam looked worriedly at Dawn and asked,

“You ok?”

“No I am not ok, the stupid vampires broke my favourite heels,” Dawn replied bitterly.

“Dawn…” Sam said softly.

“What? They were my favourite pair that Buffy brought me on her travelling. I suppose she could get some new ones in Paris, when she is not training or looking for slayers…” Dawn rambled, but was interrupted.

“DAWN!” Dean shouted, getting Dawn’s attention.

“Alright fine, my bum aches, so do my head and right ankle. I also have cuts and bruises all over my body. Happy?” Dawn shouted back.

This fight was too familiar to Dawn as she remembered all the fights the couple once had, all those years ago.

“Ecstatic,” Dean replied sarcastically.

“Come on let’s check you over, see the damage,” Sam said, leading her to the bar.

Dawn, instead of sitting on a stool, sat carefully on the counter, her right foot stretched out on the table for show, while the left leg just swayed behind the bar.

“Ok, head's fine, not concussed but will need to be covered up. Let’s look at you foot,” Dean said during his examination of Dawn.


Dawn nearly didn’t here a word as every touch of Dean’s fingers on her face made her tingle and blush at the sexual feelings she felt just by the touch. But she was brought out of her dream world when a wave of pain hit her from Dean taking off her boot and pushing her ankle slightly.

“Ow, ow, ow,” Dawn gasped as Dean continued to prod her ankle. Getting irritated at the action, Dawn punched Dean’s arm.

Dean winced and rubbed his arm, but he finally got Dawn’s message and stopped after glaring furiously at his laughing brother.

“Sorry Dawn, looks like a strained ankle but should be better in no time.”

“Fine, then you can wrap my ankle up Sammy,” Dawn said heatedly and shoved the bandages to Sam with so much force he stumbled back.

That wiped the smirk off Sam’s face and transferred it onto Dean’s face at the fact, Sam was being ordered around. It was Sam’s time to laugh again a second later, as Dean was frowning too from the fact that Dawn had order him to clean up her face.


After 10 minutes, Dawn was cleaned and patched up with a bandaged ankle and a plastered face.

As Dawn climbed off the counter and behind the bar, Dean’s phone rang. When Dean saw the caller ID he tapped Sam on the shoulder and Sam followed him out of the bar.


“Hi Bobby, thanks for getting back to me so fast,” Dean greeted, when he was outside.

You see just before Dawn had arrived back at the roadhouse, Dean had informed Sam of his thoughts about Dawn and Sam said he had the same thoughts. So they both agreed that they should call Bobby and leave a message.

“No problem, so what’s up?” Bobby asked.

“What do you know of a woman named Dawn Summers,” Dean replied.

“Dawn, Dawn Summers, you sure it’s Dawn Summers?” Bobby questioned

“Yes why?” Dean said, getting apprehensive.

“Because if so, you’ve all ready met her, well sort of,” Bobby said cryptically.

“Sort of, what do you mean sort of?” Dean said, voice rising by the minute.

“You meet her when you were 20 years old. Remember that summer when you and your brother came to stay with me and two sister showed up but only one stayed. Well that was Dawn; of course she was running from demons and had to hide out until her sister sorted out the problem, so she went by an alias. She called herself Amy-Jane Smith,” Bobby explained as recognition came to Dean’s eyes.


Flashback (7 years, Bobby’s auto salvage yard, summer1999)

There in the golden sun stood a 16 year old Dawn dressed in blue low-cut jeans and a red tank top, before an innocent 16 year old Sam and a horny 20 year old Dean.

Look after yourself ok? I will be gone for a little while until I have helped Angel,” Buffy said.

Ok, but I still don’t understand why I can’t help,” Dawn whined.

Because you need to have a normal life and you’ve already fought through one end-y of the world fight, you don’t need to do that again. And I say again, look after yourself?” Buffy explained for the 6th time that day.

Of course I will, butt-monkey,” Dawn said, sulking.

That’s all I ask, brat,” Buffy said sincerely.

The sister’s, after a second, looked up and started laughing.

Oh I am going to miss this. Bye Dawn, see you soon,” Buffy said, hugging Dawn.

Bye Buffy, be careful?” Dawn asked, returning the hug.

Always and forever.”


Three people were standing in the grounds outside Bobby’s auto yard as they introduced themselves.

Hey Amy-Jane Smith,” Dawn said, with her experience of lying to her sister.

Sam,” A teenage boy, similar to her age, said with a bit of shyness.

Dean,” his hot brother said, extending a hand to her, which she shook.

She was about to say something when an object caught her eye.

Is that a 1967Chevrolet Impala?” Dawn questioned, her eyes sparkling.


The two people seemed to be drawn to each other, and not because they thought the other was hot but because they had similar interests like pool, cars, poker, Black coffee, Peanut M&Ms and Classic Rock.

They were both sitting under the stars, in a field not far from Bobby’s. Both wrapped in each other’s arms as they listened to Metallica.

As they looked at the stars they took it in turn to look at each other, missing the other each time, until at some point they were staring into the others eyes. Each set of eyes had lust in them and before Dawn knew it, she was on her back being kissed frantically by Dean and after a few second she returned the kiss with the equal amount of passion.

That night Dawn lost her virginity.

END OF FLASHBACK


“Alright, thanks Bobby,” Dean snapped and started towards the roadhouse.

“Dean what did bobby say?” Sam queried, while running after Dean.

“That Dawn Summers has the alias Amy-Jane Smith and we met HER!” Dean shouted, which caused Sam to stop suddenly.

“No way, it can’t be.”

“Oh it is Sammy, so you coming or what?” Dean yelled and Sam, again, ran to catch up with Dean’s fast pace.


When Dean enter, followed shortly by Sam, the bar held Ellen and Dawn, who were both clearing the bar area. They both stopped when the door was opened with such a force it caused them to jump.

“Well you guys sure know had to make an entrance as much as I do,” Dawn chuckled, grabbing her heart for effect.

The response she got was just a cold glare from the Winchesters’ which could have sent chills down her spine. The way she knew that they knew who she was, was the fact that Dean’s stare was harder than Sam’s.

“Oh crap,” Dawn whispered.

“Oh crap, is right, why didn’t you tell us?” Dean shouted forcing his built up anger onto her.

Sam took a softer approach and said calmly,

“Yeah, you should have told us, I mean you just left all of sudden without any word, where did you go?”

“No, the matter question is, why did you leave? Why didn’t you tell me? Come on Dawn or should I say Amy-Jane? You were never this quiet before, so why all of a SUDDEN? WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY ANYTHING?” Dean fired question after question at Dawn until she broke from the interrogation.

“Because I didn’t want to hurt Jesse,” Dawn blurted out, but after she realised what she said and saw the realisation in Sam’s eyes, she covered her mouth in shock.

“Oh crap, Dawn, no way!?” Sam whispered.

“What? What’s this got to do with Jesse?” Dean asked confused, looking at Dawn then Sam.

Sam gave him a pointed but sad look, which made him think of all the similarities between him and Jesse.

“Dawn, please tell that Jesse isn’t my son!?” Dean pleaded with Dawn, but he got all the answers he needed when Dawn looked away from him to the ground.

“FOR CHRISTSAKE DAWN, YOU SELFISH BITCH, HOW COULD YOU?” Dean shouted, but he ran out of the bar before he lost his anger more and shot Dawn.

Sam ran after him shouting his name; he continued even after Dawn heard the impala drive off into the dark, cold night.

The door opened for a second in the last ten minutes with ease, but the stare Dawn was given from Sam was the opposite, so much so that hatred was a nice way of describing it.

“Sam please, just let me explain?” Dawn said desperately but Sam’s replied was slamming his motel room door, which was located in the back.

Dawn felt the guilt and self-hatred rise in her stomach so much so that she picked up a near by glass and threw it at the wall. With glass smashing and flying everywhere, Dawn broke down in tears and was hugged by Ellen, who had been shocked and silence during the argument, not believing her ears to intervene.


The hug was strange and uncomfortable for Ellen but she was saved from sleepy Ash, who had woken from all the noise. Seeing his best friend in distress, Ash transferred Dawn from Ellen and started to rock and rub her hair in a soothing motion.

Ellen decided to leave the two friends alone to sort out the situation together. On her way to bed she checked on Jesse, but he was sound asleep and with a sad smile, she thought,

‘Just like Dean.’


After a couple of minutes, Dawn’s sobs died down and Ash asked the question,

“Dean knows?”

Dawn drew in a shaky breath and whispered,

“Dean knows.”

 


 



 

A.N THIS IS AFTER BTVS SEASON 7 AND DURING SEASON 2 OF SUPERNATURAL, A FEW WEEKS AFTER ‘SIMON SAID’.

JO HAS GONE ON HER OWN ALREADY FROM A FIGHT WITH HER MOTHER ABOUT HUNTING.

DISCLAIMER: I DON’T OWN BTVS OR SUPERNATURAL.

WARNING: HAS SWEARING ALSO MIGHT CHANGE RATING IF I DECIDE.

A.N DAWN IS 23 YEARS OLD, HER SON IS 7 YEARS OLD, AND SHE HAD HIM WHEN SHE WAS 16.

DEAN IS 27 YEARS OLD AND SAM IS 23 YEARS OLD.


“So let’s try this again. My name is Dawn and this is my son Jesse, and you are?” Dawn asked Sam and Dean.

“Wondering what your doing?” Dean said, taking charge while Sam glared at Dawn, wanting answers.

“Oh cranky, man sleep more,” Dawn joked back as Sam tried not to smile at Dean’s growing anger.

Dean gritted his teeth and asked at the slight déjà vu,

“Do I know you?”

“Erm, no, and to answer your question, I am here to work,” Dawn said, trying hard to be professional.

You see ever since the hellmouth was destroyed she tried to be a happy, fun mum for Jesse and let him have the best life that she could not have, even though he wasn’t exactly normal.

Sam looked at Ellen shocked at that fact, she allowed a stranger to work here.

“She works here?” Sam asked.

“Yeah, she needed the money and she knows Ash so I thought ‘what the hell’. And she’s great to have around especially since Jo left. I needed the help and you get free entertainment out of it too,” Ellen said, smirking at the ‘Hey’ Dawn gave.

“So how you know Ash,” Sam asked, know interested in how such a beautiful woman knew Ash, the typical rocker wannabe.

“Oh we go way back. I was his roommate in Boston, well that was until he got thrown out,” Dawn said, loving the shocked faces on the brothers faces. She shared a smirk with ash and then continued, “Yeah I went to MIT, shocking isn’t it? And me with a child?”

“Sorry, it’s just…well…we” Sam and Dean both said as they struggled to backtrack their expressions, that was until Dawn started to laugh.

“This so much fun, who knew having a child so young would so fun?” Dawn said, hugging Jesse quickly.

She turned round to clean the bar missing the smirks exchanged between the locals, while Sam and Dean just looked relieved at the dismissal.

“So how do you know Bobby?” Dean asked curiously as Jesse shivered.

Dawn turned round and said,

“Oh well me and him have done some jobs before and the reason Jesse doesn’t like him is the fact that he got possessed once while he was around.”

Seeing the concerned faces of the Winchesters’, she quickly continued, “Oh it was nothing to worry about just a low-level demon which could do much, but because Jesse was young he got a bit scare, but my sister was there. Jesse loves Bobby really; it’s just an act so he gets sympathy.”

“Well that and chocolate,” Jesse whispered, causing Dean to laugh at his attitude.

‘He is so like me, when I was young,’ Dean thought.

“So who’s your sister?” Dean asked.

“Buffy Summers, The slayer,” Dawn said.

“The slayer?” Dean and Sam said together.

Dawn groaned, but explained anyway.

“The vampire slayer, ‘In every generation there is a Chosen One. She alone will stand against
the vampires, the demons and the forces of darkness.’ Etc, etc” Dawn said, turning back round to clean glasses so she could ignore the shocked looks. “So can I get some names?”

“Oh, erm, yeah, I’m Sam and that’s Dean Winchester,” Sam said hesitantly, when Dawn dropped a glass all of a sudden.


That name caused Dawn’s heart to beat louder and faster with such strength that it was a surprise no-one heard it. She suddenly lost control of her hand as it got damp with sweat and then the glass just slowly slipped out of her hand in slow motion, until the CRASH of it landing on the floor brought everything to full speed.

Jesse jumped off the bar and rushed to his mum.

“Mum, mum you ok?” Jesse asked panicked, shaking his mum into reality.

“What? Oh Jesse, erm yeah I’m fine, just a bit sweating from all that running. I tell you what, why don’t you go and hustle this guy’s at pool,” Dawn said quickly, trying to get all eyes of her by distracting Jesse with his child innocence.

Dawn couldn’t bring herself to say the name ‘Dean Winchester’ without remembering the soft but passionate lips, which were always like fire, against hers.

Taking the bait just like a child should, Jesse took off towards the pool table pulling Dean and Sam along with him as they shared a look and then glanced at Dawn. All Dawn did was shrug and plaster on a fake smile.

Dawn then glared at the hunters, who were still staring at her, but they recognised the danger behind those brilliant blue eyes and turned round quietly chatting again.

Dawn turned around to clean up when someone grabbed her by the arm and pulled her into the back.


“Ash what are you do? I did to work,” Dawn said nervously, trying hard to avoid his knowing eyes.

As Ash lifted her head to look in his eyes, he said,

“Dawn, dude, I went to MIT I am not stupid. Are you going to tell him?”

“Tell who what?” Dawn said innocently, turning her eyes to the floor.

“Dawn please…”

“Fine, I hate that you know me so well,” Dawn said, hating his knowledge. “But how can I tell him, just sit him down and say, ‘Hey, here’s a beer and by the way Jesse, my son, is yours.’ How I am supposed to tell him that?”

“Not sure man, but Dean has the right to know,” Ash said, concerned but with a laid-back attitude at the same time.

“Yeah of course you’d say that you not the one that has to tell him,” Dawn whispered, and then an idea came into her head. “Unless…”

“No Dawn, you’re my best mate, but you have to do,” Ash said seriously.

She was about to tell her past love a major secret, she has kept for years that was bound to explode into massive drama.

“Oh God,” Dawn said as reality hit her.

Dawn started to cry as she rubbed her eyes in frustration and she was gathered in Ash’s arms for comfort as her hysteric sobs echoed the room.


The end for now

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