Violet walked upstairs to her room, she shut the door and sat in the
darkness for a moment watching the sun set through the window, she was in a
kind of daze, not knowing what to do, thoughts of everything she was going
to miss were flying through her head, thoughts of the college she would
never attend the husband she would never have, the children she would never
carry and give birth to, the ones she would never watch them grow from year
to year, see what type of people they would become, what kind of person she
was to become. It was surreal really she though to herself as she pulled
the parcel which Tara had given her onto her lap, she untied the strings
which bound it and pulled the paper back, inside there was the most
delicate dress Violet had ever seen it was white lace with silk, the lace
was so beautiful it was hand sewn and had tiny pearls sewn into it.
She held the dress out in front of her and walked over to the mirror holding it against her body seeing how it would take her form. A tear slipped down her cheek as she did this, she laid the dress out on her bed and stood in the middle of the room stripping off all her clothes standing naked in the room she turned to look at herself one last time in the mirror before reaching for the dress and pulling it over her head, the silk was like a breathe of fresh air the lightness and coolness of it revitalised her skin and made her remember why she was doing this, she was doing this to save the world to give others the chance to live.
She sat on the bench by her vanity mirror and pulled her hair down and started to comb through it, combing each strand a hundred times until it shone in the starlight, she pulled the necklace Tara had given her. Just as she put her silver comb down there was a knock at the door, she took one last look at herself in the mirror, It was Spike who was waiting for on the other side of the door, he looked at her from head to toe as she stood before him devouring every inch every perfection and blemish which made up his baby, the memory formed now would live forever an instant saved away for eternity, never forgotten.
He pulled her into his arms and hugged so tightly she thought that he was going to push the life right out of her then and there, he threw her back slightly in his arms looking her over once more before saying in a very whispered voice,
"I love you violet, so much it hurts."
Tears were brimming in her eyes as she looked at the father who she had lost and found again not knowing what to say, there were so many things which she needed to tell him, that she wanted him to know but there were no words, no time in which to express them all, she went up on tip toes and kissed him on the cheek leaving an imprint on his skin which would never leave him, she hugged him again and whispered
"I love you to dada, but its time, I have to do this now, don't worry about me when I'm gone I'm going to mommy she loves me nearly as much as she loved you I'll be safe, live for me though, live for ever keep our memory alive and I'll live through you, mommy will live through you, and one day we'll all be together in heaven."
Spike was crying now as he held his daughter in his arms, it wasn't fair that she should be taken from him like this; everyone he loved was taken from him, and ironically it was she who was trying to reassure him in the moments before her death, not the other way round.
The two stood their holding each other for a couple of moments before Willow was also dressed in a white robe similar to the one Violet was wearing appeared in the corridor and coughed slightly indicating that it was time.
Spike released Violet from his arms and let her hands slip until they were clutched in his own and they walked down the stairs after Willow.
She held the dress out in front of her and walked over to the mirror holding it against her body seeing how it would take her form. A tear slipped down her cheek as she did this, she laid the dress out on her bed and stood in the middle of the room stripping off all her clothes standing naked in the room she turned to look at herself one last time in the mirror before reaching for the dress and pulling it over her head, the silk was like a breathe of fresh air the lightness and coolness of it revitalised her skin and made her remember why she was doing this, she was doing this to save the world to give others the chance to live.
She sat on the bench by her vanity mirror and pulled her hair down and started to comb through it, combing each strand a hundred times until it shone in the starlight, she pulled the necklace Tara had given her. Just as she put her silver comb down there was a knock at the door, she took one last look at herself in the mirror, It was Spike who was waiting for on the other side of the door, he looked at her from head to toe as she stood before him devouring every inch every perfection and blemish which made up his baby, the memory formed now would live forever an instant saved away for eternity, never forgotten.
He pulled her into his arms and hugged so tightly she thought that he was going to push the life right out of her then and there, he threw her back slightly in his arms looking her over once more before saying in a very whispered voice,
"I love you violet, so much it hurts."
Tears were brimming in her eyes as she looked at the father who she had lost and found again not knowing what to say, there were so many things which she needed to tell him, that she wanted him to know but there were no words, no time in which to express them all, she went up on tip toes and kissed him on the cheek leaving an imprint on his skin which would never leave him, she hugged him again and whispered
"I love you to dada, but its time, I have to do this now, don't worry about me when I'm gone I'm going to mommy she loves me nearly as much as she loved you I'll be safe, live for me though, live for ever keep our memory alive and I'll live through you, mommy will live through you, and one day we'll all be together in heaven."
Spike was crying now as he held his daughter in his arms, it wasn't fair that she should be taken from him like this; everyone he loved was taken from him, and ironically it was she who was trying to reassure him in the moments before her death, not the other way round.
The two stood their holding each other for a couple of moments before Willow was also dressed in a white robe similar to the one Violet was wearing appeared in the corridor and coughed slightly indicating that it was time.
Spike released Violet from his arms and let her hands slip until they were clutched in his own and they walked down the stairs after Willow.