Title: Broken Thorn
Author: PNS*
Rating: PG
Summary: Takes place at the end of Beneath You. Song by Rufus Wainwright.
\\I've heard there was
A secret chord
That David played, and
It pleased the Lord
But you don't really care
For music, do you?
It goes like this:
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king
Composing Hallelujah//
Buffy watched him, cold and stuttering, his whole body on the verge of collapsing. She wanted to reach out but she was too stunned to think let alone move. Every broken bit of him shined through his teary eyes. He refused her hands which reached out to her and stepped closer to the large metallic cross, an iron reminder that fate is elusive but iron at the same time. She watched in horror as he slid across it, his arms hugging it.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hard to picture Spike as Christ, but at that moment he was the Lord's son, tortured and dying, bleeding for salvation. The dim light highlighted his newly bleached hair until the point it glowed with its own halo of light. He uttered only a few short words after his speech, ones that sunk to the bottom of Buffy's very soul.
Your faith was strong
But you needed proof
You saw her bathing
On the roof
Her beauty and the
Moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne
And she cut your hair
And from your lips
She drew the Hallelujah
"Can we rest now Buffy?" His voice cracked in agony. How long had he been harboring this torture in the basement, alone except for the voices? "Can we rest now?" Smoke sizzled off his body as it burned.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
she wanted to cry out, her thoughts so jumbled she knew they would never untwist. Was this the same man who had tried to rape her? No? But he wore the same skin. Skin he had offered to her only moments before, mirroring her own unworthiness. For along time she had thought she didn't have a soul. But then she knew she did when it broke. It broke For Xander and Anya, Willow and Tara and herself.
Maybe I've been here before
I know this room
I've walked this floor
I used to live alone
Before I knew you
I've seen your flag
On the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and
It's a broken Hallelujah
The moments slipped by like hours, her standing there silently stunned, while he sobbed. Was this how Angel had reacted the first time he had a soul? She didn't think so. He hadn't sought it out in the name of love. He had been punished with it. Love. It was love that she wasn't worthy of now.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Then he fell, stumbling backwards onto his knees, gasping and crying, his skin still sizzling. Bubbling red skin across his chest and arms. Buffy finally let slip an echoing sob and reached forward. Would he let her hold him now?
There was a time
You let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show
It to me, do you?
I remember when
I moved in, you
Your holy dark
Was moving too
And every breath we drew
Was Hallelujah
"Buffy?" He was barely concious as she slipped his head into her arms and craddled him.
"Rest now." Buffy managed to choke out the words as she rocked him back and forth. "Rest now William."
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Her world had never been simple. Spike's feelings she had taken for granted, constantly testing them, never believing. And suddenly it was so different, so shaken, so fragile. He was different than Angel. It was more than love that brought him to the Church. It was deeper than the need for atonement.
Maybe there's a God above
And all I ever
Learned from love
Was how to shoot
At someone
Who outdrew you
It's not a cry
You can hear at night
It's not somebody
Who's seen the light
It's a cold and
It's a broken Hallelujah
What had brought them to that spot was a mystery for powers above that had yet to reveal it to them. But as she held him, for a brief shining moment, Buffy felt her world grow a little brighter, the path become a little more clear.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Author: PNS*
Rating: PG
Summary: Takes place at the end of Beneath You. Song by Rufus Wainwright.
\\I've heard there was
A secret chord
That David played, and
It pleased the Lord
But you don't really care
For music, do you?
It goes like this:
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king
Composing Hallelujah//
Buffy watched him, cold and stuttering, his whole body on the verge of collapsing. She wanted to reach out but she was too stunned to think let alone move. Every broken bit of him shined through his teary eyes. He refused her hands which reached out to her and stepped closer to the large metallic cross, an iron reminder that fate is elusive but iron at the same time. She watched in horror as he slid across it, his arms hugging it.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hard to picture Spike as Christ, but at that moment he was the Lord's son, tortured and dying, bleeding for salvation. The dim light highlighted his newly bleached hair until the point it glowed with its own halo of light. He uttered only a few short words after his speech, ones that sunk to the bottom of Buffy's very soul.
Your faith was strong
But you needed proof
You saw her bathing
On the roof
Her beauty and the
Moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne
And she cut your hair
And from your lips
She drew the Hallelujah
"Can we rest now Buffy?" His voice cracked in agony. How long had he been harboring this torture in the basement, alone except for the voices? "Can we rest now?" Smoke sizzled off his body as it burned.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
she wanted to cry out, her thoughts so jumbled she knew they would never untwist. Was this the same man who had tried to rape her? No? But he wore the same skin. Skin he had offered to her only moments before, mirroring her own unworthiness. For along time she had thought she didn't have a soul. But then she knew she did when it broke. It broke For Xander and Anya, Willow and Tara and herself.
Maybe I've been here before
I know this room
I've walked this floor
I used to live alone
Before I knew you
I've seen your flag
On the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and
It's a broken Hallelujah
The moments slipped by like hours, her standing there silently stunned, while he sobbed. Was this how Angel had reacted the first time he had a soul? She didn't think so. He hadn't sought it out in the name of love. He had been punished with it. Love. It was love that she wasn't worthy of now.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Then he fell, stumbling backwards onto his knees, gasping and crying, his skin still sizzling. Bubbling red skin across his chest and arms. Buffy finally let slip an echoing sob and reached forward. Would he let her hold him now?
There was a time
You let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show
It to me, do you?
I remember when
I moved in, you
Your holy dark
Was moving too
And every breath we drew
Was Hallelujah
"Buffy?" He was barely concious as she slipped his head into her arms and craddled him.
"Rest now." Buffy managed to choke out the words as she rocked him back and forth. "Rest now William."
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Her world had never been simple. Spike's feelings she had taken for granted, constantly testing them, never believing. And suddenly it was so different, so shaken, so fragile. He was different than Angel. It was more than love that brought him to the Church. It was deeper than the need for atonement.
Maybe there's a God above
And all I ever
Learned from love
Was how to shoot
At someone
Who outdrew you
It's not a cry
You can hear at night
It's not somebody
Who's seen the light
It's a cold and
It's a broken Hallelujah
What had brought them to that spot was a mystery for powers above that had yet to reveal it to them. But as she held him, for a brief shining moment, Buffy felt her world grow a little brighter, the path become a little more clear.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah