Not Dead, Still Standing..
Chapter One- Not Done Yet
Spike's loving gaze washed over Buffy, yet again. But was this for the last time?
"Go on, then." He said with a slight smile.
"No! No- you've done enough! You could still…"
"No, you've beaten them back. It's time for me to do the clean up."
Everything shook again, rocks falling in all around them. It was true. The Hellmouth was closing for good.
Faith; almost out, yelled to Buffy. "Buffy, come on!" Faith took one more pleading look at Buffy before she jumped out of The Hellmouth and into Sunnydale High.
"Gotta move, lamb. I think it's safe to say school's out for bloody summer."
"Spike!"
"I mean it! I gotta do this!" Spike's voice finally rose to the same level as Buffy's, not calm one, as he put a hand out to stop her from coming closer.
The light from the amulet becomes even brighter, and Buffy joins her hand with Spike's, which engulfs in flames. They ignore the flames, still looking deep in each other's eyes.
"I love you." Buffy's voice was desperate, and small. There was a pause.
"No you don't, but thanks for saying it." Spike smiled ironically.
They shared one last look between them. Two souls, who could never make it, but survived all the same, the ground, began to crumble under their feet.
"Now go!"
She looked at him one more time and ran out of The Hellmouth.
Spike looked around him in pain. He stares all around the falling Hellmouth, and smiled sardonically.
"I want to see it end." He began to burn up, inside to out, until he was nothing but a pile of dust in what was Sunnydale.
Spike's eyes flew open and he moaned. One eye was swollen shut, and he couldn't see too well out of the other one either, but he instantly knew where he was. He took a blurry look around The First's Cave.
"Damn."
