Disclaimer: I don't own Angel unless now it consists of half a bottle of Propel and this keyboard, because that's all I got. The song lyrics Distant Shore belong to Dierks Bentley.

Summary: Angel said it might be their last day, so Spike did what he did best express his feelings or undying love to a few people. Set during Season 5 last episode.

Pairings: recalled Spuffy/ Spangel (sorry no smut)

Spike/Angel

Last Day

Spike found a bar with an open mike but was suddenly regretting coming at all. Every time anyone ever heard his poetry they laughed and taunted. That really wasn't what he wanted his last memory to be about. But he felt it had to be said. So he took a shot of extra courage and grabbed his guitar.

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Angel spent another hour with Connor than he had to get going. As he watched Connor walk away he saw all the years he would miss, but at the moment he hugged him it really didn't matter. That was a memory he could carry with him forever. It was already dusk and the sun was sinking behind the horizon. He had a whole night left. He decided to find the person feeling the same hurt. He knew just where to find him. He knew he frequented this bar and knowing Spike he would be here tonight. He stood in the back so Spike couldn't see him.

He really thinks I can't see him. He isn't as sneaky as he used to be. But of course I'm not using my eyes. It's his smell. I can smell mister broody pants a mile away. Why is he here though? Why isn't he with Wesley or Gunn or that kid of his? Why is he here? (Jostled) What? Oh… It's my turn.

(Grabs guitar and heads to stage)

Everyday I swim an ocean, fightin your memory like endless waves
I surrender to the truth, I'll always love you, but I know someday
I'm gonna reach the banks of a distant shore, where I won't miss you anymore

Singing of course that's what he would do. I did always like his poetry, never told him though. He's singing about Buffy. Of course, her.


Once in a while I ride the river, of whiskey wishes from an old shot glass
But the way it used to be follows me downstream, so I keep knock' in em back
Till I reach the banks of a distant shore, where I won't miss you anymore

(I still don't get why he's here, probably just to laugh like everyone else. Wait…he isn't he's just sitting staring. That stare. He thinks this is about Buffy doesn't he, that man think the whole world revolves around her. Well part of it. Not the important part, hopefully he will stick around to hear that.)

Someday I'm gonna get there, It might take my last prayer

One of these days I'm gonna cross that ocean, some sweet Angel will set me free
And they'll tell my stories, sing a song about Glory, and read Psalm 23
When I reach the banks of that distant shore, where I won't miss you anymore

Gonna rest my soul in the hands of the lord, where I won't miss you anymore.

TBC

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