Title: View of Death
Author: Danielle
E-mail: PrincessCashew@hotmail.com
Rating: PG
Spoilers: The Gift
Summary: Spike's watching Buffy after the end of the Gift.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. They belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, UPN, and whoever has rights to these people in court. Do not sue me, I'm poor anyway.
Feedback: I would love it so much if you sent me some! Just pass it on to me!
Distribution: Whoever wants it can have it, just e-mail me first so I can come and visit. It will be at my site Take It All Away
Author's Note: A challenge fic, 100 words that's it
Been here for hours. Couldn't walk away, couldn't leave her. All peaceful and serene. Expected more mangled, more defeated, but no. Gently sprawled across the ground, sleeping like.
I want to move her, fix the way her body's positioned, but can't stand to touch her.
I'd known I'd be there when she died, the helpless bystander.
I know I should leave, don't have much time before sunrise and being scorched into oblivion, but oblivion doesn't seem that bad.
In fact, might already be there. There's just stillness, silence. You and me Slayer, together forever. Always pictured it a little differently.
Author: Danielle
E-mail: PrincessCashew@hotmail.com
Rating: PG
Spoilers: The Gift
Summary: Spike's watching Buffy after the end of the Gift.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. They belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, UPN, and whoever has rights to these people in court. Do not sue me, I'm poor anyway.
Feedback: I would love it so much if you sent me some! Just pass it on to me!
Distribution: Whoever wants it can have it, just e-mail me first so I can come and visit. It will be at my site Take It All Away
Author's Note: A challenge fic, 100 words that's it
Been here for hours. Couldn't walk away, couldn't leave her. All peaceful and serene. Expected more mangled, more defeated, but no. Gently sprawled across the ground, sleeping like.
I want to move her, fix the way her body's positioned, but can't stand to touch her.
I'd known I'd be there when she died, the helpless bystander.
I know I should leave, don't have much time before sunrise and being scorched into oblivion, but oblivion doesn't seem that bad.
In fact, might already be there. There's just stillness, silence. You and me Slayer, together forever. Always pictured it a little differently.