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This story is No. 2 in the series "The Tribe of Ten". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Their genes were used to create a stronger species, and old betrayals makes it hard on the reconnect. Offshoot of Distinction of Species.

Categories Author Rating Chapters Words Recs Reviews Hits Published Updated Complete
Supernatural > Dawn-Centered > Pairing: Dean Winchester
Television > Dark Angel > Dawn - Centered
JmariaFR1833,832072,75729 Sep 1013 Nov 10No

Littlest Things

Title: Heartbreak Mate
Author: Jmaria
Rating: FR-18
Disclaimer: Joss owns his people, Lora Leigh owns the Breeds, Kripke owns the Winchesters. (Cameron owns Dark Angel)
Summary: Their genes were used to create a stronger species, and old betrayals makes it hard on the reconnect. Offshoot of Distinction of Species.
Spoilers: General series through Bengal’s Heart, and the anthology Hot for the Holidays. Series for Buffy, au!season 4 for Supernatural.
A/N: So, things got confusing in my brain with trying to keep DoS purely a two fandom cross. That means this will probably become a multi-cross eventually. Also - this is fairly depressing stuff in here. If you’re looking for a happy fic - this is definitely not the fic to look at.

Heartbreak Mate
Littlest Things

Dawn was being kept out of the loop on purpose. She knew it. She wasn’t stupid. There were many days she cursed the monks for making her. This was one of the worst days. She almost wished she’d taken up smoking for just the excuse of why she was standing outside of the cabin where half of her family now stood.

She hadn’t cursed the monks this hard in seven years. Her hand fluttered down to her stomach, and she had to close her eyes against the twinge of remembered pain at her loss. It didn’t help, knowing that part of the cause of that pain was hurtling itself toward her and the Feline Breed Compound Sanctuary at this very moment. It had been seven long years since she’d set eyes on him. Seven long years for her to come to terms with her grief and his anger. Not that it made it any easier. He still blamed her, and she still couldn’t convince him that she hadn’t done it.

He couldn’t forgive her for losing the baby, and he wouldn’t believe that she’d fought tooth and nail to keep it.


Sam kept glancing at him, watching to see if his head exploded as they raced to the Breed compound. Faith Lehane had called Bobby, who’d in turn called them to give them the heads up while they were wrapping up the job in Reno. Apparently they were needed on a job that the Second Slayer was working. Dean didn’t like dealing with the Slayers - he hadn’t since the fiasco that was Dawn Summers had blown up in his face in the year he’d had before his contract was up. When he’d come back from Hell, he’d made a bee-line for her - after finding him and Bobby. Sam never found out what had set that particular haunted look in his older brother’s eyes that had nothing to do with his time in Hell.

“Would you just spit it out, Sammy?” Dean barked, his hands clenching on the wheel of the Impala.

Despite the advances made in cars over the last decade, Dean still wouldn’t trade in the Impala for anything. Even if it was getting harder and harder to find parts for the classic.

“You might wanna ease up on the wheel, Dean,” Sam said quietly.

“You might wanna mind your own damn business,” Dean shot back.

“What the hell is eating you?”

“Why the hell do you care?”

“Is it Dawn -”

“Don’t say that bitchs name to me, Sammy,”


“It has nothing to do with her,” Dean huffed. “I just feel twitchy around the Breeds.”

“Since when?”

“Just drop it, Sam.”

“Okay, but you know you missed the turn off for Sanctuary, right?” Sam frowned at him.

“Son of a bitch!”


Quentin Travers stared at the dual monitors. Both boys had been premature, and favored the father’s DNA. Of course, with the ‘mother’ being a magically created human it wasn’t shocking. She had blank DNA. Easily enough supplanted by the coveted Breed strain. The younger had been separated from his twin. Weaned away from the weakness of family that had so often proved to be their parents downfall.

He’d finally created the perfect Breed - in a pair of X5 twins.
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