One Blood

We see Dawn standing in the doorway. A large knife in one hand, blood running down her other arm from a wound across the inner forearm.

DAWN: Is this blood?
BUFFY: Dawn! What did you do?!

DAWN: This is blood, isn't it? It can't be me. I'm not a key. I'm not a thing. What am I? Am I real? Am I anything? (begins to cry)
DAWN: (softly, not looking up) Why didn't you tell me?
BUFFY: We were going to. It just...
DAWN: I'm, I'm just a key, right? Everything about me is made up.

BUFFY: Dawn ... I know what I feel. I know I care about you. I know that I worry about you.

DAWN: You worry about me because you have to. I'm your job. Protect the key, right?

BUFFY: I worry because my sister is cutting herself!

DAWN: Yeah? How do you know? Maybe this is just another fake memory from my fake family.

(...)

Buffy and Dawn sitting on the ground together.

BUFFY: Are you okay? Did she hurt you?

DAWN: Why do you care?

BUFFY: Because I love you. You're my sister.

DAWN: No I'm not.

BUFFY: Yes you are. (Lifts Dawn's arm, so we can see her arm and hand are still bloody) Look, it's blood. It's our blood.

Buffy presses her hand against the tire-iron wound on her shoulder, wincing a little. She clasps her bloody hand in Dawn's bloody hand.

BUFFY: It's just like mine. It doesn't matter where you came from, or, or how you got here. You are my sister.

Dawn looks at her for a moment, then hugs Buffy tightly.

DAWN: I was so scared.

BUFFY: Me too.
BUFFY: Come on.

Buffy and Dawn stand up. They start to walk out, holding hands.

(BtVS - season 5 - Blood Ties)

Isabel Reis Santos