Buffy belongs to Joss. I believe this incarnation of BSG is Ron D. Moore's. I'm just playing in other people's sandboxes.
Lee walked cautiously into the room, not entirely sure of what he was going to find.
To his relief, nothing had been broken.
Dawn was balled up on the bed, holding a pillow and staring off into space. His girlfriend was more than human, and had been scared to tell him about it until they’d been in his future- her present- for almost a year. He’d been thrown, but he’d taken it better than she’d evidently expected. To be honest, the part he found strangest was that she was a descendant of Gaius Baltar. The Key thing was just an abstract.
Until today, when it suddenly wasn’t, because Dawn had found out that she just might be immortal. And it had upset the hell out of her.
Watching a tear trace a path down her cheek, Lee wondered why it was the Powers seemed determined to put her through so much, even if that did seem to run in her family. Their
“Dawn?” he said softly, knowing she had to have heard him come in.
“What if I never see them again, Lee?”
He didn’t have to ask. He knew exactly who she meant.I’ll see you on the other side.
“You will. If not in this life, than in the next, right? Sacred Scrolls.”
“I don’t know if they’re still in force, especially not for an interdimensional key whose human body is a quirk of the multiverse.”
“Look, I’m still new to all this. I grew up thinking the Lords of Kobol were a legend, and the prophecies of Pythia were eloquent balderdash. And then I lived them. Since then, I’ve been on one hell of a learning curve about the supernatural and interdimensional. I might not have understood correctly, so tell me if I'm wrong, but the Key opens portals to all dimensions, right?”
At Dawn’s teary nod, he shrugged.
“So why wouldn’t you be able to get to wherever they are?”