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Summary: Answer to challenge #3428. It was a one-night stand between two strangers. They were never suppose to meet again. They wouldn't have, if it wasn't for the secret of Dawn Summers and the truth behind the making of the key.

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Supernatural > Buffy-Centered > Pairing: Dean WinchesterChosenfireFR1811,3010212,29311 Sep 0811 Sep 08No
Title: Illusion
Author: Chosenfire
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN. All recognizable characters and situations belong to their respective owners and I make no profit off this.
Rating: R (for later chapters)
Fandom(s): Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Supernatural
Challenge(s):
-Dawn Summers, er, make that Winchester by Tanydwr
-“Would You Still Have Fallen” Table “3 Fluff, prompt #02 “He’ll be there for life” at Route 66: Destination Sunnydale
-Prompt #112 Eidetic at tamingthemuse on LJ
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Buffy/Dean, Dawn, Giles, Xander, Bobby, Ellen, more
Spoilers: BtVS post Chosen, SPN alternate season 4
Summary: It was a one-night stand between two strangers. They were never suppose to meet again. They wouldn't have, if it wasn't for the secret of Dawn Summers and the truth behind the making of the key.

Author’s Notes: So, I was cruising the challenges for one I might want to answer and I found this one and loved it, then I saw you posted it and it all made sense. This is for you Tanydwr, I hope you enjoy and it lives up to what you want. I also used this to answer a couple of other hcallenges I knew I could fit into, let me know what you guys think of this :D

Beta'd by Lisa.



Chapter 1 Stolen

She picked her clothes up off the floor, trying to be as quiet as possible as she reached under the hotel bed for her bra. Her finger lopped through the strap and she dragged it out and quickly slipped it on, fingers nimbly doing the clasp.

As green eyes traveled over the sleeping body in the bed as she pulled on her underwear and jeans and she felt her throat clench. She didn’t know him; not really, there was no reason to feel guilty.

With shaky hands she buttoned her shirt and sat down gently on the bed. He still breathed evenly, lost in sleep, and she allowed her eyes to trace the contours of his nude body illuminated by the moonlight from the window.

He was beautiful.

There was a fire in his eyes that had instantly drawn her towards him and his skin was soft and warm beneath her fingers. He was strong and full of life but more than once she had caught an eternal pain in his eyes, a reflection he couldn’t hide with the smirk that danced on his lips.

He was beautiful.

She had noticed that right away at the club. Oz’s band was playing in San Francisco and after the disaster that was Parker; Willow had invited her to go along. Buffy had been reluctant but Willow had gone all “resolve” face on her and while Buffy was sure she could ignore it she hadn’t wanted to destroy her best friend’s delusions.

So she had gone, and surprisingly enough she was having fun.

Then she had caught him checking her out and had immediately felt her body tighten and warning signs go off. After Parker she had considered swearing off men entirely. It had been a low point in her life and she had started to not think all men, outside of Giles, Xander, and OZ were evil.

She could remember, with almost perfect clarity, how Parker had made her feel. Buffy had never really bought into the whole eidetic memory thing but she could still see the easy smile on his Parker's lips, the carelessness in his eyes at the game he had played with her.

So, she hadn’t been expecting this, him.

The moment their eyes locked a fleet of butterflies had been let lose, causing her stomach to tie in tight knots.. He was too pretty to be hot, too dangerous looking to be handsome. His green eyes and ridiculously long lashes would be looked girly if not for the stubble on his chin and the glint in his eyes that labeled him a bad boy.

Buffy had wanted to do something stupid.

So she had done something stupid.

She hadn’t looked away and when he stood up and started making his way over to her she hadn’t ran in the opposite direction. She had stayed and they had talked. His name was Dean, he was a private investigator, he was smart and funny and Buffy felt warm and she felt wanted.

Oz’s band was done and him and Willow were heading out, they had come looking for Buffy and she had done another stupid thing, she had told them to go on without her. Willow had taken one look at Dean and had smiled nervously but still she left.

Dean had a room at a nearby hotel; they hadn’t made it there until 2 in the morning. They had talked and gotten something to eat and afterwards Buffy hadn’t even been thinking about going back to her own room when he had started kissing her.

Now, here she was zipping up her boots and looking at Dean sleeping peacefully. She felt grateful to him; he had given her something back that she had thought Parker had stolen. Her self-respect, which had been badly bruised after she had fallen for the boys lies.

Buffy didn’t kiss his cheek or shoulder before she left, she wanted to but that would probably wake him up and they both had known what this was. If it wasn’t here leaving in the night it would be him in the morning.

Still, as she walked out of the room and closed the door quietly behind her, Buffy wondered if she would ever see him again. It was unlikely, but she knew it would be nice.

Buffy slipped her hands in her pockets as she walked down the street looking for the nearest cab to take her back to her room. It was cold and she hunched her shoulders slightly against the chill a small smile on her face.

As she walked away from the hotel a short man shadowed her steps unseen and unfelt by the Slayer his eyes following her every movement. A taxi pulled up to the curb and she reached for the handle with one hand dragging the other through her messy hair.

Time slowed and so did the Slayer until every movement in the night was frozen. The man walked up to her his footsteps making no sound and his eyes looked at her sadly for a moment. This frozen warrior in front of him. Breathing out softly Whistler touched the Slayer for the first and only time letting his hand rest against her abdomen.

His eyes closed and he felt it, the light pulsing inside, new and still forming. Breathing in deeply he sought it out, hunted it down, and tore that light from the womb of the Slayer knowing that it wasn’t time for this gift yet. Knowing that the world wasn’t ready and the two champions weren’t ready for it.

Whistler did a lot of things he didn’t like but this made him sick, made him hate those he was loyal to and he hated himself. It was a violation of the worst kind. Something so scared that he was taking away, a life, a family, a future.

He knew what would happen to this small and fragile light, knew the path already awaiting her, and that made it even worse. He was damning her himself, to pain and suffering and a life full of lies.

There was a bright flare behind his closed eyes and he felt it slip away from her and into the mystical container he had been giving, already it was mixing with the green energy and force that would make it divine, damned.

He let his hand drift away and his voice was a whispered apology “I’m sorry, Kid.” He moved back into the shadows of the buildings and let himself slip away and back to his bosses, this part of his job was done, mission fulfilled. Now it was time to move on to the next phase.

Time began to speed up again, settle, and Buffy Summers opened the door to the cab grasping it as she felt dizziness assail her. She took a deep breath and shook her head at the weird sensation of lost that was running through her. One more breath and the smile, tired and peaceful, slipped back on her lips and she sat down in the cab ready to go back to Willow and Oz and then home.

This adventure was over and it would be a memory to treasure.

The End?

You have reached the end of "Illusion" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 11 Sep 08.

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