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"I gave her everything I had."
Flicking the long ash off his fag he took another deep drag.
"I know."
The voice was quiet, full of compassion; he had come to depend on these chats these last few weeks. Only thing that kept him from the sun.
"It wasn't enough."
Looking over at him she read the pain etched onto those handsome features, sharing his pain, she knew how each day was a struggle to stay afloat.
"I think that's what hurts the most. I was inadequate. What I had to offer was not enough for her."
He felt her hand on his back, felt the strength pour into him. She had done this before, shared her strength with him. He had never met a more compassionate person; she gave until there was nothing left of herself. Their time together these past few weeks had brought him something he hadn't had in a hundred years. She was a true friend. She knew who and what he was and accepted that, she cared for him and he loved her for it.
She felt his eyes on her and looked at him, her breath catching at the fire she saw in those eyes. Lately he was the only person she could talk to or wanted to for that matter. The fact that he was the 'big bad' didn't bother her. He had been close to giving up, on his love and his life, but she couldn't let him do that. He was her friend.
"What a pair we are luv."
Smiling she didn't stop him when he pulled her into a hug.
"Yeah, but we better get in, or."
Glancing at the fading night sky he sighed, he knew he had to get in, this was not his time. A part of him wanted the release, but a stronger part pf him still wanted to fight for her, for them. And then there was the warm being in his arms. She was one of the strongest people he knew, but without him he knew she wouldn't be able to handle things. They had never spoken of it, but her desperation was nearly as great as his own.
"Alright then."
Rising up he offered her his hand, a small thrill ran through him when she took it without hesitation. She trusted him, which was a great feeling.
"There will be other dawns for me."
Smiling at his weak attempt at a joke she trailed along side him, noting that he hadn't let her hand go. They grounded each other, found comfort in each other's presence. There was none of the conflict and war of the words when they were together. They could just be.
"Got your keys?"
Digging in his duster he pulled a set of keys out and jingled them at her.
"Always, one of these days you're really gonna get stranded if you don't keep better track of those things."
Laughing she entered the door he was holding open for her.
"Yeah, I know."
Unlocking the door to the apartment that they shared he thought it strange that here he was a master vampire, once feared by all of Europe, sharing a nice flat with his best friend, who just happened to be a powerful witch, and a lesbian at that. Stepping into the living room he watched her take of her coat and carefully hang it up. Amazed that he felt more at home in this place they shard together than at any time he had spent with Dru and Angelus.
"Do you have classes today?"
She turned to him and reached for the duster he was handing her.
"Yeah, two. I shouldn't be home too late."
She knew he worried about her being out alone, with the new Armageddon approaching and all. Dawn was keeping them up to speed on the Scooby's latest attempt to save the world.
"Are you working tonight?"
She stepped into the kitchen and began boiling water for some tea. She had been up with him since about 3:30 and knew she was going to be tired today. Stifling a yawn she pulled out two mugs.
"Of course, want to work on it a little now. Kind a wired and all that."
Looking at her, circles forming under her eyes he cursed himself. Why was he always hurting those he loved. She had stayed up half the night, keeping him from launching into the sunlight.
"Sure. That sounds nice."
After he had taken the job at the tattoo parlor, she had expressed interest in getting a tattoo. Since then he had been creating a beautiful design on her back and shoulders.
Grabbing the mug of tea she had fixed him, it hit him suddenly, he didn't want to die. Not really anyway, and it was about bloody time he started acting like it.
"Tara."
Turning, hot mug in her hand she took a sip and looked at him, wondering for the millionth time why Buffy hadn't snatched him up.
"Thank you, for tonight."
He touched her heart, tears springing to her eyes.
"I just don't want to lose you too."
"Bloody hell."
He walked over to her and put the mug down, sweeping her up in his arms. Wrapping her in his arms as she cried. [Never again] he swore.
"There luv, I'm sorry. Listen you are not going to lose me."
Tipping her chin up e wiped the tears away and smiled at her.
"You are one of the most amazing people I have met, and I am not going anywhere."
The blue eyes were calming her, pulling her back from the desperation that was threatening to overcome her. He meant it, she could tell. Had she done this? Pulled him back to life? His smile said it all, she had. [Thank the goddess].
"Love you Wicca."
Laughing as she wiped her eyes on her sleeve.
"Love you too Spike."
"I gave her everything I had."
Flicking the long ash off his fag he took another deep drag.
"I know."
The voice was quiet, full of compassion; he had come to depend on these chats these last few weeks. Only thing that kept him from the sun.
"It wasn't enough."
Looking over at him she read the pain etched onto those handsome features, sharing his pain, she knew how each day was a struggle to stay afloat.
"I think that's what hurts the most. I was inadequate. What I had to offer was not enough for her."
He felt her hand on his back, felt the strength pour into him. She had done this before, shared her strength with him. He had never met a more compassionate person; she gave until there was nothing left of herself. Their time together these past few weeks had brought him something he hadn't had in a hundred years. She was a true friend. She knew who and what he was and accepted that, she cared for him and he loved her for it.
She felt his eyes on her and looked at him, her breath catching at the fire she saw in those eyes. Lately he was the only person she could talk to or wanted to for that matter. The fact that he was the 'big bad' didn't bother her. He had been close to giving up, on his love and his life, but she couldn't let him do that. He was her friend.
"What a pair we are luv."
Smiling she didn't stop him when he pulled her into a hug.
"Yeah, but we better get in, or."
Glancing at the fading night sky he sighed, he knew he had to get in, this was not his time. A part of him wanted the release, but a stronger part pf him still wanted to fight for her, for them. And then there was the warm being in his arms. She was one of the strongest people he knew, but without him he knew she wouldn't be able to handle things. They had never spoken of it, but her desperation was nearly as great as his own.
"Alright then."
Rising up he offered her his hand, a small thrill ran through him when she took it without hesitation. She trusted him, which was a great feeling.
"There will be other dawns for me."
Smiling at his weak attempt at a joke she trailed along side him, noting that he hadn't let her hand go. They grounded each other, found comfort in each other's presence. There was none of the conflict and war of the words when they were together. They could just be.
"Got your keys?"
Digging in his duster he pulled a set of keys out and jingled them at her.
"Always, one of these days you're really gonna get stranded if you don't keep better track of those things."
Laughing she entered the door he was holding open for her.
"Yeah, I know."
Unlocking the door to the apartment that they shared he thought it strange that here he was a master vampire, once feared by all of Europe, sharing a nice flat with his best friend, who just happened to be a powerful witch, and a lesbian at that. Stepping into the living room he watched her take of her coat and carefully hang it up. Amazed that he felt more at home in this place they shard together than at any time he had spent with Dru and Angelus.
"Do you have classes today?"
She turned to him and reached for the duster he was handing her.
"Yeah, two. I shouldn't be home too late."
She knew he worried about her being out alone, with the new Armageddon approaching and all. Dawn was keeping them up to speed on the Scooby's latest attempt to save the world.
"Are you working tonight?"
She stepped into the kitchen and began boiling water for some tea. She had been up with him since about 3:30 and knew she was going to be tired today. Stifling a yawn she pulled out two mugs.
"Of course, want to work on it a little now. Kind a wired and all that."
Looking at her, circles forming under her eyes he cursed himself. Why was he always hurting those he loved. She had stayed up half the night, keeping him from launching into the sunlight.
"Sure. That sounds nice."
After he had taken the job at the tattoo parlor, she had expressed interest in getting a tattoo. Since then he had been creating a beautiful design on her back and shoulders.
Grabbing the mug of tea she had fixed him, it hit him suddenly, he didn't want to die. Not really anyway, and it was about bloody time he started acting like it.
"Tara."
Turning, hot mug in her hand she took a sip and looked at him, wondering for the millionth time why Buffy hadn't snatched him up.
"Thank you, for tonight."
He touched her heart, tears springing to her eyes.
"I just don't want to lose you too."
"Bloody hell."
He walked over to her and put the mug down, sweeping her up in his arms. Wrapping her in his arms as she cried. [Never again] he swore.
"There luv, I'm sorry. Listen you are not going to lose me."
Tipping her chin up e wiped the tears away and smiled at her.
"You are one of the most amazing people I have met, and I am not going anywhere."
The blue eyes were calming her, pulling her back from the desperation that was threatening to overcome her. He meant it, she could tell. Had she done this? Pulled him back to life? His smile said it all, she had. [Thank the goddess].
"Love you Wicca."
Laughing as she wiped her eyes on her sleeve.
"Love you too Spike."
