Happy Birthday,
vikingprincess! I wrote you fic! Because you are beyond awesome and deserve it. (and because I forgot to pick up a birthday card for you - fic is better anyways, right?) Also, because it is your fault that I even ship Spike/Dawn at all! I know, you're not sorry about that. So happy birthday and enjoy this snarky, emo-Spike/awesome grown-up!Dawn, seeing each other for the first time after a one-night stand, in some sort of altered-future world. PG-13 with 2,059 words. Extra special thanks to
liptonrm for the last minute beta - she rocks!
( Header Info. )( Spike shifted in his chair at the conference table, leg tapping away to some long forgotten tune, while Fred rambled on in science-speak about…something. Spike had stopped keeping track awhile ago. )