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Morning After

Dawn slowly regained consciousness, rubbing the grit out of her eyes. As she yawned she made the unpleasant discovery that a small rodent had crawled into her mouth and died overnight. Well, it certainly felt and tasted that way, it had left fur all over her tongue and possibly droppings.

She rolled over to reach for the glass of water by the bed, unfortunately her brain had a delayed reaction in moving with her and felt oddly gelatinous. Dawn was pretty sure that wasn't normal or she would have, if the pain hadn't kicked in. Slumping back on the pillow, the inside of her skull helpfully sloshing about and adding exciting new stabbing sensations, she groaned in pain.

Spike reached over Dawn and picked up the water, gently lifting Dawn's head and putting the glass to her lips. "Better, love?"

"I'm dying." Tiny demons had crawled into her ears during night and were currently trying to gnaw their way out through the back of her eyeballs. She was positive there was mention of teeny, tiny eyeball devouring demons in her research, if only her brain would co-operate, but it just wanted to undulate happily like the ocean. "Oh god, I'm going to throw up."

"Not yet you're not." Spike scooped Dawn out of bed and had her in the bathroom before she could protest.

Dawn emptied her stomach into the toilet. The neon coloured cocktails of the night before reduced to a horrible brown liquid with lumps of maraschino cherries and peanuts. The sight didn't do much to settle her queasiness.

Sitting on the edge of the bath, Spike held her hair back and offered her a damp washcloth as she finished.

"Thanks." She wiped her mouth, sat back on her heels and looked up at a concerned Spike. "Why are you naked?"

"Same reason you are, love." His grin was suggestive of exactly why they were naked.

"Oh." Reason still wasn't with Dawn and logic was running a long way behind. "Was there sex?"

The quirk of an eyebrow was the only indication of Spike's sense of mischief warring with his common sense. He gently brushed her hair behind her ear. "Much as I'd love to say yes, you were way too pissed to do anything other than sleep."

"And the lack of clothes?"

Spike helped Dawn to her feet and led her back to the bedroom, pointing out the final landing places of various bits of clothing. "You felt the night was way too hot. There was dancing involved too. And singing."

Dawn's cheeks pinked at the evidence of her earlier behaviour, but didn't pull away from the arm that was wrapped around her shoulders. "And your clothes?"

Trying to be the gentleman, Spike had gotten Dawn into bed and headed for the couch when she'd dragged him into bed with her. He had to admit he didn't struggle all that much. "It was too hot, remember?"

She had fuzzy memories of her hands peeling Spike's shirt and jeans away, of the need to feel his skin against her own. "I'm sorry."

"I'm not." Spike dropped a kiss on the top of her head. It had been a rather pleasant way to spend the night, with a beautiful girl curled against his back. He walked her back to the bed and handed her the water and a couple of painkillers. "This'll help the headache."

Dawn dutifully swallowed the tablets and got back into bed. As Spike stood she caught his hand. "Where are you going?"

"The couch."

"Please stay." Spike's heart melted at her words. "Hold me for now, until the marching band leaves my head. I'd like you to be with me when I wake up."

As Spike crawled under the covers beside Dawn, she curled against him and settled her head onto his chest. He placed his hand over her smaller one that sat over his heart. It may not beat any more, but it still ached with the love he felt for the very much under the weather woman in his arms. He squeezed her hand as she started to snore softly. He was a very lucky man.


leni_ba's cya_ficathon master list for settiai — AU after The Gift (Buffy stayed dead), legal (agewise) Dawn, drugs/alcohol, the morning after

Comments

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redwolf
4th Aug, 2004 01:39 (UTC)
Glad you enjoyed. The first challenge was tough to write, the others have flowed fairly easily. I don't know if anybody else has taken on their alternate requests.
willshenilshe
4th Aug, 2004 01:36 (UTC)
Oh, but that was lovely... and what a treat to see your writing in a longer format! A bit of loving, caring Spawn is delicious when just getting home from a long weekend.
redwolf
4th Aug, 2004 01:52 (UTC)
Thanks. This ficathon has been fun. As I work through my list of other challenges, I've had the chance to write some longer fics. An eight hour ADSL outage gave me a chance to write too.

But don't knock short, short is good. Otherwise I dither and half written fics stay on my hard drive forever.
tinpanalley
4th Aug, 2004 04:28 (UTC)

Wolf, you just slay me! Beautiful! I loved it! I loved hungover Dawn and comforting Spike and the nakedness! :)
redwolf
4th Aug, 2004 05:10 (UTC)
I'm so happy you enjoyed this. It sort of went off in a direction I didn't expect, but it seems to hang together despite that.
leni_ba
4th Aug, 2004 05:01 (UTC)
*jumps up and down* Pretty, pretty, pretty! Love hungover Dawn

She rolled over to reach for the glass of water by the bed, unfortunately her brain had a delayed reaction in moving with her and felt oddly gelatinous. - lol, yeah, I remember that one.

and caring if slightly playful Spike.

Thank you so much for the wonderful ficlets you've written. *hugs*
redwolf
4th Aug, 2004 05:13 (UTC)
I just wish I didn't have first hand experience of gelatinous brain. Not pleasant.

Three down, one to go.
settiai
4th Aug, 2004 06:52 (UTC)
I loved it. :-)
redwolf
4th Aug, 2004 07:03 (UTC)
Pleased to hear that it was what you hoped for.
pheral
4th Aug, 2004 08:33 (UTC)
i agree with the happy sighing. and the teeny tiny demons are cracking me up, lol.
redwolf
4th Aug, 2004 09:04 (UTC)
As long as the teeny, tiny demons aren't trying to dig their way out through you're eyeballs, you should be fine.
murielle
6th Aug, 2004 16:52 (UTC)
I am so totally in love with your Spike! It hurts!

I love this:

"It may not beat any more, but it still ached with the love he felt for the very much under the weather woman in his arms."

That is so perfect.

I'm taking my drool and I'm going away now. Excellent, excellent, Wolf!
redwolf
7th Aug, 2004 09:17 (UTC)
I'm so happy you've enjoyed the week of Spawn, I appreciate your comments.
zodiac_sign
5th Nov, 2013 22:06 (UTC)
Le sigh, this is amazing!

Well done!
redwolf
9th Nov, 2013 05:49 (UTC)
Thanks
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