disclaimer: if any of
it were mine, then spike wouldn't have died and he and buffy
wouldn've gotten married b/c in my world spike is human and all
things are spuffy and should stay that way, DAMMIT!!! but sadly, i
own nothing.
She
climbs upstairs tiredly, dropping the smile they all wanted to see.
Crawling into bed, she sighs and lays on her side. Waiting to feel
the familiar cold arms around her waist.
His arms.
She
twists in her bed to reach over and pull her love to her...
...only
he's not there.
The only thing left to hold for comfort is a
pillow. No Spike. Ever.
Her compassionate, caring, loving
warrior is gone. Not temporarily...forever.
And he's not going
to wrap his arms around her again. Or whisper in her ear that he
loves her. She'll never feel his touch again. His kiss...his
love...
Because he's really gone...
And now...she can
cry.
For the man she lost.
And the man she loves.
She can
cry.
THE
END