Little Things by Rebecca Moesta

Author:Rebecca Moesta
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon Pulse

Chapter Seventeen

Dawn leaned down to the sofa and handed two aspirin and a glass of water to Tara, who was sitting with Willow’s head in her lap. “Thank you,” Tara said. She helped Willow sit up just enough to take the tablets with a sip of water and eased her back down again.

Willow put a hand to her forehead. “Good thing I didn’t waste that mini-teleportation spell on a bunch of dumb ants.”

Tara stroked her friend’s hair, wisely saying nothing.

“But we’re glad you used it when you did,” Dawn said.

Spike wandered into the room, his right hand loosely cupped, and sat in the stuffed chair at the end of the sofa. “Seems to have taken a lot out of you, Red. Afraid if you’d tried that in the middle of the fight you might’ve ended up as midnight munchies for our fine feathered fiends.”

“There weren’t any feathers,” Dawn said. “I thought the wings were more—”

Spike gave her a you’ve-got-to-be-kidding look.

She stopped and held up an index finger. “Okay. Literary license. I get that.”

“Where is everyone else?” Tara asked.

Anya entered from the dining room. “Mr. Giles is in the kitchen, and Xander took a breadboard, some large deli toothpicks, glue, and a diminutive drill into the basement. He said something about building a better mousetrap.” She lowered her voice confidentially and sat cross-legged on the floor. “I don’t know why we’re interested in mice, but he’s very sexy when he’s working on a project.”

Spike snorted.

“Buffy is upstairs in the bathroom,” Dawn said. “She’s been in there ever since we got home, running water in the sink and making weird gargly sounds.” Her brows drew together. “Is it just me, or does something seem seriously wrong with my sister? Did you see when Buffy hurt herself during the fight and hit the ground? I couldn’t believe it. I mean, Giles had to go help her up. I really think she’s off her game.”

“Maybe she’s just worried about the fairies,” Tara said.

“It’s not that,” Spike offered. “Goldie’s got a gimp tooth.”

“Bad,” Willow muttered, trying to sit up. “That’s bad. Isn’t that bad? She needs to do something about it.”

Tara put a soothing hand on her head. “Shhhh.”

“Doesn’t know what to do. Bad tooth, no insurance.” Spike shook his head. “Just trying to tough it out.”

“Then obviously she should pay the dentist,” Anya said as if the answer were obvious. “Dentists accept cash payments, don’t they?”

Dawn looked down at the floor. “We, uh, don’t really have much in the way of money. Mom didn’t have a dental plan. She had life insurance, but the company said it could be two more months before they send the check. I don’t understand it all.”

“But,” Tara stammered, “Buffy can’t just let her tooth rot. Can she?”

“Do you think it might just get better on its own?” Dawn asked.

“Not likely,” Spike said. “I think Big Sis has already tried everything she knows how, and it’s gone from bad to worse.”

Dawn looked over at Willow and Tara. “Do you know a spell maybe? Anything that could help?”

Willow sat up.

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