Title: Infinite Melancholy
Author: Christine
E-mail: Xanderette43@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Buffy or Angel characters, I think we all know who does by now.
Spoilers: Buffy - "The Gift", Angel - "There's No Place Like Plrtz Glrb"

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I'm numb. Completely and totally. The entire world has just ended. She's gone. The one person in my entire existence that I loved more then anything is gone. Taken away from me in the blink of an eye. I don't know what to do with myself. I've never felt this much pain before, not when I was in Hell, not ever.

I look over at Cordelia and she's hugging Willow and crying softly. I see Wesley hanging his head in mourning, and I see Fred sitting quietly across the room, not knowing what to do exactly. I feel the tears well up and I try to hold them in as best I can. Willow's words echo in my mind.

"She saved us, saved the world. She told Dawn that she loved you, loved you more then anything. She wanted you to know she'll always remember, and she'll always be watching over us."

I feel a hand on my back and I look up to see Cordelia standing over me. She sits down next to me on the couch and she tells me its okay to cry if I need to, that I shouldn't be embarrassed. I slowly nod my head and the little strength I had left in me disappears. My face crumples and I feel the tears running down the sides of my face, but I can't seem to lift my hand to wipe them away. I feel Cordelia's arms around me, and I try to choke back a sob, but I can't. Her hands are rubbing my back and I close my eyes to try and stop myself from crying, but its no use.

I feel someone standing on the other side of me and I know it's Willow. She kisses my cheek softly and says she has to go, that the others need her back in Sunnydale. She tells Wesley to call if we need anything, and I hear a chorus of good-byes. I hear the door open and shut, then the room grew silent again; with only my sobs echoing off the hotel's walls. My whole body is shaking, and I feel Cordelia gather me in her arms and suddenly I'm lying down on the couch with my head in her lap. She strokes my cheek and I feel her hand in mine. I hear Wesley whispering to Fred, and I hear them slowly walk into another room.

I clutch at Cordelia's hand and I feel her tears falling onto my face. She tries to talk, but she realizes nothing she says will make it any better. I close my eyes and I feel sleep slowly dragging me in. As I fall into unconsciousness I can only pray its better then reality.