because nobody likes a vague disclaimer: Main characters belong to the fantastical Joss Whedon.
This took too long, my apologies. Angel pov.
Chapter : Haunted By The Starry Head Of Her Whose Gentle Will Has Changed My Fate
from Maud Part XVIII by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
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It would be a lie to say that things had remained the same after I told Nina the truth. Our routine hasn't changed, and it's never mentioned, but it always seems to be looming over us exactly because we haven't spoken of it. I wish I could say that i've tried bringing it up, but I haven't, especially since I'm not sure there's anything I can possibly say to make it any better. So it comes as no surprise when Nina declares that she's going back to Rome for a few days maybe a week, to check on what we'd left behind.
She had started a real life after moving there, and had lost more in our sudden departure to L.A. Thankfully, for her in any case, our apartment is still ours because of such a connection, so that's where she'll be staying. We'd been renting to own from a friend of hers who had gotten a job opportunity outside of Italy, and it was being looked after by yet another friend of hers. The money i'd 'earned' while 'working' at Wolfram and Hart has kept us going all this time, she'd gotten a job and contributed what she could despite this. Of course she'd lost it after we'd left, but when I sell the Hyperion, we'll have enough to go on maybe forever.
She finds a cheap flight, and before I know it, we're at the airport, the entire day and trip there mostly silence. It's not until she's about to leave me to go through customs when she wraps her arms around me.
"I just- I really need this." She says softly at my ear, lightly planting her lips on my cheek before pulling away.
She looks me in the eye for one brief moment, then turns away to the entrance behind her.
"I'll call you when I get there."
"Be safe." I manage to reply.
Her lips slide up slightly then she turns to leave, and without much of a line up, she's quickly gone. I feel the empty spot she's left behind like a stake to the heart, and it's funny because the only thing I can think about is her.
The other her.
So before I know it, the car is racing away from the Hyperion and Los Angeles, making its way to Arizona.
A/N: I haven't had much time to work on this, and it's been so long, so this is just a drabble (sorry for that). I'll be posting Buffy soon though.
Thanks for reading.