Author's Note: Spike drabble (my first for this character!) for the LJ sunday100 challenge. Subject: fantasies. Since it's late, I am way too lazy to edit this down any more, so it's 134 instead of the standard 100. SPOILERS FOR THE SERIES FINALE, "CHOSEN"!

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By Trisana McGraw

The flames had filled his skin before he noticed her hand. Looking down at her, Spike saw that Buffy's face was dirty and cut, but she looked gorgeous. Slowly his fingers covered hers.

Her eyes were bright with unshed tears. Then he thought he must already be in heaven, because she said, "I love you."

It was every fantasy he'd imagined, and his soul sang to finally hear it. Too bad he had only a little time to enjoy them.

He knew it wasn't true, and he told her. Then he made her leave. He remained caught in the sunlight; even as his skin burned, his heart soared. Buffy's words had made his sacrifice easier, had tied up all he'd wanted with a neat little bow. And knowing she would live, Spike died happy.