Good Bye = Chapter 2: Good Bye Again
Rating: PG-13
Summery: So here's the thing Spike, I hear you're alive. Dawn writes a letter. Spike doesn't reply. Therefore what does that leave Dawn to do? Why write another letter of course.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Never have. Never will. I only like to play with the lovely characters.
A/N: Well I know that I said this was going to be a one shot, but then I got to thinking... And then I was writing and then well the one shot came back to haunt us all in a second installment. I have no idea if there'll be another one. Who knows. I guess we'll just have to wait and see if inspiration hits me again. Oh and sorry for my poor writing. It's just supposed to be a letter that Dawn would write so I didn't really feel the need to make sure if was particularly good... I was going more for the whole honest thing...
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What the hell Spike! I wrote you like months ago and you didn't even bother to reply! The very least you could of done was write me back! Sure I said that you probably shouldn't reply, but since when do you listen to a word anyone says? Count on you to listen this time. That's so like you, you...well I don't know what you are because I can't think of anything right now, but trust me it's bad. And insulting. Very insulting.
The only reason I even thought of you was because Andrew told me that you were in Rome a while ago. Actually you were in our apartment, mine and Buffy's that is. Andrew isn't really living here, just crashing. But the point is you were in my god damn apartment Spike! Didn't you even think to ask where I was? Or how I was doing? Aren't you even a little curious? Well Spike I'm fine. Just fine. Andrew also says that you're still pretty hung up on Buffy. Surprise surprise. You seriously need to move on. This is verging on pathetic. She knows you're alive, or undead or what ever the hell you are and she never even called you or wrote you a letter or an e- mail or anything Spike! Why can't you learn to take a freaking hint! She's not interested! She doesn't care! She's moved on. She has a new boyfriend. Haven't you heard?
Okay sorry, maybe that was a bit harsh... But don't you get it? I miss you god damnit. I just want to hear from you. Just to know that you're still Spike. That you really are out there. I know it sounds stupid, but I don't care. That's right I don't care. We used to talk about everything. That summer. Remember? Of course you do. Don't you? Sometimes I think you've forgotten. The guy who I knew back then wouldn't come back from the dead (er deader?) and not even call. Or write. Or anything. He just wouldn't.
Well anyways how are things there with Angel Investigations, or Wolfram and Hart or wherever? Do you like it there? I thought you hated Angel. I actually seem to remember you saying, rather repetitively I might add, and I quote, "Angel is just a prissy vampire wanna be who wears lifts!" If you really can't stand him how come you're still there? What about being a Scooby? I mean last year you were practically a member of the team... You could come back you know. Buffy probably wouldn't mind so much, but then again you didn't always care whether or not she wanted you there. And Andrew practically worships you, so I know he'd like to have you around. It's really nice here you know, and there's plenty of dark alleys for you to slink around in and act all bad ass and vampirey... If you really love working at Wolfram and Hart so much you could always transfer here... Maybe even just for a little trip? And I guess I wouldn't mind seeing you around either you know, just for old times sake. We could catch up.
Okay wait why am I like begging you to come visit? You can't even pick up a freaking pen and write me, so why on earth would you do something crazy like come visit me? I mean us. Yes, us, not me, us. All of us. Cause I'm sure I'm not the only one who misses you, you know. There's no one left here to make snappy comments and to use funny British words. Well I guess there's Giles, but he's not so snappy with the comments, and his Britishness is more confusing than funny... And he's not as snarky as you always were.
But you know I don't even miss you that much. You not writing me back just reminded me of all of the stupid things you've done over the years. And all the other times you've ignored me. Besides we never really were all that close. Sure we talked a little over that summer when Buffy was gone, but I mean even then... Besides you're just some stupid vampire with a soul. I mean how lame is that right? Like what you're the big bad cliché who's seen the error of his ways and went on some lame ass quest in the name of love to change yourself so some blonde super hero chick would love you? Okay so maybe it's not one of the most well known clichés, but what ever. You get my point.
Yea so anyways I don't even know why I'm bothering to write you again because obviously you don't care and I don't care, so why am I even doing this? You know I never even liked you all that much. Uh huh. It's true.
Well anyways, Buffy's calling. We're going out to dinner so I got to go. So yeah have a nice un-life Spike.
-Dawn Summers-
PS
You better write back! Or else I'll come to LA and kick your ass myself!
A/N: Well that's the end of the second letter. I know that someone asked me to write Spike's reply, but well we'll see if I ever get to that. Oh and if Dawn seems a little OOC in this chapter it's because she's supposed to be angry at him, so yea... Okay well I love reviews so if you could find in your heart to leave me one... I'd love you forever. Well not really, but I would greatly appreciate it!
Rating: PG-13
Summery: So here's the thing Spike, I hear you're alive. Dawn writes a letter. Spike doesn't reply. Therefore what does that leave Dawn to do? Why write another letter of course.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Never have. Never will. I only like to play with the lovely characters.
A/N: Well I know that I said this was going to be a one shot, but then I got to thinking... And then I was writing and then well the one shot came back to haunt us all in a second installment. I have no idea if there'll be another one. Who knows. I guess we'll just have to wait and see if inspiration hits me again. Oh and sorry for my poor writing. It's just supposed to be a letter that Dawn would write so I didn't really feel the need to make sure if was particularly good... I was going more for the whole honest thing...
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What the hell Spike! I wrote you like months ago and you didn't even bother to reply! The very least you could of done was write me back! Sure I said that you probably shouldn't reply, but since when do you listen to a word anyone says? Count on you to listen this time. That's so like you, you...well I don't know what you are because I can't think of anything right now, but trust me it's bad. And insulting. Very insulting.
The only reason I even thought of you was because Andrew told me that you were in Rome a while ago. Actually you were in our apartment, mine and Buffy's that is. Andrew isn't really living here, just crashing. But the point is you were in my god damn apartment Spike! Didn't you even think to ask where I was? Or how I was doing? Aren't you even a little curious? Well Spike I'm fine. Just fine. Andrew also says that you're still pretty hung up on Buffy. Surprise surprise. You seriously need to move on. This is verging on pathetic. She knows you're alive, or undead or what ever the hell you are and she never even called you or wrote you a letter or an e- mail or anything Spike! Why can't you learn to take a freaking hint! She's not interested! She doesn't care! She's moved on. She has a new boyfriend. Haven't you heard?
Okay sorry, maybe that was a bit harsh... But don't you get it? I miss you god damnit. I just want to hear from you. Just to know that you're still Spike. That you really are out there. I know it sounds stupid, but I don't care. That's right I don't care. We used to talk about everything. That summer. Remember? Of course you do. Don't you? Sometimes I think you've forgotten. The guy who I knew back then wouldn't come back from the dead (er deader?) and not even call. Or write. Or anything. He just wouldn't.
Well anyways how are things there with Angel Investigations, or Wolfram and Hart or wherever? Do you like it there? I thought you hated Angel. I actually seem to remember you saying, rather repetitively I might add, and I quote, "Angel is just a prissy vampire wanna be who wears lifts!" If you really can't stand him how come you're still there? What about being a Scooby? I mean last year you were practically a member of the team... You could come back you know. Buffy probably wouldn't mind so much, but then again you didn't always care whether or not she wanted you there. And Andrew practically worships you, so I know he'd like to have you around. It's really nice here you know, and there's plenty of dark alleys for you to slink around in and act all bad ass and vampirey... If you really love working at Wolfram and Hart so much you could always transfer here... Maybe even just for a little trip? And I guess I wouldn't mind seeing you around either you know, just for old times sake. We could catch up.
Okay wait why am I like begging you to come visit? You can't even pick up a freaking pen and write me, so why on earth would you do something crazy like come visit me? I mean us. Yes, us, not me, us. All of us. Cause I'm sure I'm not the only one who misses you, you know. There's no one left here to make snappy comments and to use funny British words. Well I guess there's Giles, but he's not so snappy with the comments, and his Britishness is more confusing than funny... And he's not as snarky as you always were.
But you know I don't even miss you that much. You not writing me back just reminded me of all of the stupid things you've done over the years. And all the other times you've ignored me. Besides we never really were all that close. Sure we talked a little over that summer when Buffy was gone, but I mean even then... Besides you're just some stupid vampire with a soul. I mean how lame is that right? Like what you're the big bad cliché who's seen the error of his ways and went on some lame ass quest in the name of love to change yourself so some blonde super hero chick would love you? Okay so maybe it's not one of the most well known clichés, but what ever. You get my point.
Yea so anyways I don't even know why I'm bothering to write you again because obviously you don't care and I don't care, so why am I even doing this? You know I never even liked you all that much. Uh huh. It's true.
Well anyways, Buffy's calling. We're going out to dinner so I got to go. So yeah have a nice un-life Spike.
-Dawn Summers-
PS
You better write back! Or else I'll come to LA and kick your ass myself!
A/N: Well that's the end of the second letter. I know that someone asked me to write Spike's reply, but well we'll see if I ever get to that. Oh and if Dawn seems a little OOC in this chapter it's because she's supposed to be angry at him, so yea... Okay well I love reviews so if you could find in your heart to leave me one... I'd love you forever. Well not really, but I would greatly appreciate it!