TITLE: Yesterday's Ghosts
AUTHOR: Rainie
EMAIL: [email protected]
DISCLAIMER: Joss, not I.
DISTRIBUTION: Please ask first
CATEGORY: B/S
RATING: PG
PART: 10/16
Remnants of the Past
Home, sweet home.
Seven weeks of heaven.
Seven weeks of peace and quiet.
Seven weeks of neither Angelus nor Drusilla.
Seven weeks of... god, I could go on like this forever.
I just happen to love our new home.
Well, not 'The Hilton', as Spike likes to put it, but it comes with a roof.
To me it's paradise, wrecked but paradise.
And it's ours.
Mine and Spike's.
He is worried. I can see it in his eyes. His bearing.
He never told me but I know he fears for the toxic twins to catch up on us. Eventually.
Why does he care?
Me slayer - he slayee...
What's happening to us?
Why does he put anything at risk to stand besides a slayer?
I know he's exited about the baby growing inside of me, but still...
I so much wish for my Angel to come back.
Well, I'm not quite sure about this any longer.
Anyway, it feels right. He is the one I loved. Love?
Love? Loved? Love? Loved? Love? Loved? Love? Loved? Love? Loved?
Sure it's his baby I'm carrying, but still...
Would I be able to off him?
Not him of course.
Not my Angel.
Angelus!
And what about Spike?
William the Bloody, my peroxide knight.
I look at his sleeping form, smiling down at him.
He - we are all that we've got. Not that I'd mind. Really.
It's just, well...
It's only...
It's...
Why?