choco_cherries: Skeleton Key
Title: Skeleton Key
Fandoms: Battlestar Galactica/Buffyverse
Characters/Pairing: Billy Keikeya/Dawn Summers
Rating: PG
Timeline: AU from "Sacrifice" for BSG--Billy isn't dead--and post-series for BtVS--Dawn is at least 18. ;)
Wordcount: 300
Prompt: None
Dedication: I missed
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Summary: There's no door she can't open.
There’s no door she can’t open, but she can’t lock the past behind her.
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The last thing the fleet needed was eight more mouths to feed—especially when two of those mouths only feed on human blood (and doesn’t Baltar have a field day with that, not to mention the portal that opened on the bridge and dumped a group from Earth—the real Earth, destroyed, and that’s the end of that dream)—and eight more bodies to find bunks for. Billy is in charge of figuring out how to accommodate them and gathering as much information as possible before the interrogation by the President and Adama.
So there’s every reason for him to resent them and none at all for him to feel drawn to the sad-eyed girl with the shining hair. He tells himself that it’s just because of
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One night he stumbles upon her in a hallway, peering out a porthole at the stars beyond. He joins her, silently, and after a few moments she begins to talk, quiet and sing-song and almost like he isn’t there at all. And he begins to understand why these vagabonds are as subdued as the fleet itself. These strangers lost their whole world: only the eight of them left. They lost friends and fellow warriors, and she lost her sister, who died in the attempt to save the world.
He thinks he should be frightened of her when she whispers that they used her blood to open a door to another dimension—his dimension—that she isn’t even real, that she’s some kind of mystical Key.
Instead, he kisses her.
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She can’t lock the past behind her, but he can open the door to a future.
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And the fact that you wrote Billy, who I will always maintain was cheated out of many a storyline to come, and adore the hell out of thrills me to no end. I love that he wants to be wary, knows he should be, but ultimately realizes that they're all in the same boat when it comes down to it and reaches for that connection instead.
Thank you so much, babe. You're wonderful squared.
ALSO? Because it's one of my favourite opening lines ever: There’s no door she can’t open, but she can’t lock the past behind her. Is amazing. The Dawn you drew here is so much so that little girl we first met way back when and something different all together, and the combination of the two is encapsulated in just that one line. Hence the amazing part. ♥
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who I will always maintain was cheated out of many a storyline to come I KNOW! It broke my heart when he died.
You're wonderful...eighthed! Er...squared squared!
I was pretty fond of the opening line, so I'm glad you were, too.
And I'm glad you liked my Dawn, too. I'm very fond of the girl.
You are such a joy to write for. Seriously. And to read. And just to talk to.
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I would read more of this ship. Lots more. I hope you're considering more. :)
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