Title: Mock or Smile
Author: Eurothrashed
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Disclaimer: Nothing but the angst.
Summary: He coasts through a house that isn't his...
A/N Post "The Gift" Mini-ficlet


He coasts through a house that isn't his, to comfort and hold a little girl that isn't either. Walking up the stairs, Spike allows himself a moment of slight disgust. Yes, all the important things, all the things in his unlife that truly matter, don't belong to him. He's given up his home to be here, he has no family, and Spike's still trying to figure out if that bothers him or not. The only things that he can lay claim to, is the mocking smile that trails after his insults like he trailed after Buffy, and the clothing on his back - he can attest to both having seen better days.

But Buffy is dead, and as he watches Dawn sleep next to the 'bot, he can't really find a reason to mock or smile.

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