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Summary: My pairings for the FFA. Latest Addition: Dawn/the Huntsman

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Multiple Crossings > Multiple Pairings > Ficlet Collections - FFALamiaFR1843,388033,97824 Sep 0527 Jun 06Yes

NOTE: This chapter is rated FR15

Mistakes (Dawn/Anita)


Author: Lamia

Rating: FR 15, just to be safe. Mild violence

Pairing: Dawn/Anita Not romantic, not really friendship. More like trying to kill each other.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. I don’t even own my computer cuz its not paid for. Don’t sue, I’m broke.

Feedback: It’s what keeps me writing.

Spoilers: Nothing really from AB, bits from the end of BTVS

A/N : I know some of the characters are a bit off, but this is a crossover, and we can’t all be perfect. I saw the Dawn/Anita pairing for the FFA and this is what popped into my head. Maybe now that I got it out, I can go back to my other story.

By the way, this is completely unbetaed, so all mistakes are mine and mine alone. Hey. I do own something after all. J

Buffy’s gonna kill me, I just know it! It took three days to convince her to let me come to St. Louis with Faith, and now she is never going to let me out of her sight again.

I am going to be locked in my room until I’m thirty. That is if I get out of here alive, which is looking very doubtful right now. And the more I think about it, the more I realize this is so not the time to worry about being in trouble with Buffy. Right now I need to figure out how to survive the night.

Okay, maybe I should back up a bit. See, we got a call at the new Council to please send a slayer to Missouri to help the Executioner clean out a nest. The fact that Anita Blake was calling for help meant that these vamps were serious trouble. With her reputation, if she couldn’t do it on her own we were talking possibly apocalypse proportions. Buffy was busy with the training of the new slayers, so Faith got elected to go. After three days of begging and promising to have nothing to do with the actual slaying, Buffy let me tag along. Mistake number one.

Once we got here, things went wrong. Anita defiantly did not like my being here. She was ranting about Faith being irresponsible enough to bring a kid along. I was a liability. I’d get myself killed. Faith yelled back, said I could take care of myself. Told her that I was a crack shot with a crossbow. In fact, they were so busy arguing that they forgot to drop me at the hotel before going out to slay. Or maybe Faith planned on me coming along. Mistake number two.

So we drive through the middle of nowhere to this house. That’s it, just a house. No crypts, no warehouses, no creepy mansions. That seemed wrong somehow, but what ever. Anyway, Anita’s all for the stealth thing, but Faith is all jump right in and she knocks down the front door. Well, at least the freaky powerful bad guys know where here. Saves the trouble of getting caught. Faith whispers in my ear to stay back just pick of a few if I get a clean shot. Of course, being a sixteen-year-old girl, I can’t actually listen to good advice. So when the fighting starts, I jump right in. Mistake number three.

Obviously, I haven’t died yet. I actually held up pretty good. I don’t have slayer strength, so I am so not gonna wrestle these guys. But I am damn good with a crossbow, and I wasted my share. Not as many as Faith and Anita, but I got a few. So when there is only one vamp left, I got him sighted, and before I even shoot he’s dead. Really dead, and I can’t believe who is standing there. Spike! I don’t how, but he was alive and standing there, and he ripped the vamps head right off. That’s when I noticed that Faith was knocked out on the floor. I was about to check on her when noticed a certain brunette with a mean looking gun pointed right at Spike. Of course, after all that he’s done for us I couldn’t let her kill him. He died to save the world! So I adjusted my aim so that my crossbow was sighted right at her head. Possibly the last mistake I will ever make.

So her I am now. Anita has a gun on Spike, a slightly smaller one pointed at me, and I’ve got my crossbow sighted on her head. Maybe, just maybe I can find a way out of this. I try talking. Talking helps, right?

“You don’t want to do that, Anita. He’s a friend.”

“We said coming in everything not human dies. He is not human.”

“But he’s not one of them. He’s with us.”

“He didn’t come with us. Just put down your weapon, and you don’t get hurt.”

“Ey, you can’t hurt the niblet. The slayer would get ‘er knickers in a twist.” Gee, thanks for helping Spike. I am so dead!

Okay, lets try this again. “Look Anita, its like this. You can probably get off a shot on each gun and take us both out. But I am pretty much sure that a crossbow bolt through your head would make it a waste of time for you. So put away your guns, or we all die right here, right now. Because there is no way you are going to kill Spike and walk away.” Hey, what do you know? I lived to make another mistake. Threatening the Executioner is probably not the best decision I ever made. But it was effective, because she pulled the trigger.

I don’t know how I knew, but I felt her pull before she completed the shot and let one off of my own, knowing that we would both die here. But hey, Spike has actually saved the world, I almost destroyed it. Well, indirectly, but still. Better me than him, right. But somehow Spike knew too. Spike tackled Anita to the ground just in time for the bolt to miss her, making her shot go wide. I was already loading another bolt when I felt a hand on my arm. I looked up to find that Faith had come to. She looked kinda beat up, but alive, so, yea!

Spike had Anita pinned to the floor, so I spared a moment to look into Faith’s eye’s. Then she said something so profound I wondered for a moment if she had been possessed. “Don’t do it D. You don’t wanna grow up to be like me. You wanna grow up to be her. She doesn’t do this because of some stupid calling; she does this because it’s the right thing. And she still has that innocence that I lost. If you kill her, you’ll be going down the same road I did. And that is not a good place to be.”

I just stared at her for a few minutes. I never thought Faith could be this deep. And I knew in my heart she was right. But, damn, I wanted to take another shot. My blood burned with the need to fire that bolt. But I had made enough mistakes, I couldn’t make this one.

“Spike, move.”

He looked at me, shrugged, and rolled off Anita on to his feet. She was reaching slowly for the gun she had dropped in her fall. With out a word, I held out a hand to help her up. She glared.

“Thought you wanted to kill me.” God, you’d think she didn’t trust me or something. Oh, well. Honesty.

“ I do. But I won’t. You are not going to hurt Spike, I won’t let you. But I am not going to kill you. After all, I’m gonna be you someday, so it would almost be like some kind of twisted suicide.”

That earned me a really weird look, like I was a mental patient or something. But she gave me her hand, and let me help her to her feet. And nobody died. Yea me.
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