Spike had a tiny leather bound book that he kept in his back pocket – always – through his life, through his death, and transformation. He had it when he got his soul, and when he lost his life, the second time. On the pages inside were his words. Tucked under the cover was a folded up note from his Slayer, that she left beside him as he slept, not long before they were ripped apart. It was the only thing that held him together, in the dark days before their reunion. Here are some extracts.

Change

Freedom – O, bloody freedom!

This thing I've found

This thing that damns me

Never be whole again

Never want to be

Suits me fine

For I'm not alone in it


Mother

I miss you

My heart aches

I'm sorry - Forever sorry

Never good enough

My words mean nothing now


Dru

My dark, wicked plum

My salvation and curse

My –

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Drusilla.

Everything I have is yours

But you're not mine

Will never be mine

'Daddy' is death incarnate

Fuck.


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The Slayer has ruined fucking everything!

Sat in a fucking wheelchair, with nothing to do all day but read back over bloody buggering scraps of paper that don't mean a damn! That girl – woman – is everywhere. She'll be the end of me, I swear.

Oh, fuck, I didn't mean to rhyme that. Sod it all.

Poet my arse.


Slayer

The most clever little bint I've known. She must have done this on purpose. Must have. For it's the worst torment. Making me love her, making my body cry out for her and waving it in my face but never letting me touch. Oh, yeah, she's good. Knows just how to kill the enemy.


Sunshine

It floods my soul

Burns me

Takes pleasure in its task

In the goodness it creates within me

In its path to my core

But there's too much left untouched by light

Too much darkness for the sunshine to ever be satisfied

Still, I must burn for it


Last Night

I could have never imagined

Holding you in my arms, in that way

Really having you

I woke up, and knew

What I'd always suspected

That waking up without you there is not an existence I can lead

On this day where we both might die

And the world might end – again

I know I can't live without you