TITLE: Yesterday's Ghosts
AUTHOR: Rainie
EMAIL: [email protected]
DISCLAIMER: Joss, not I.
DISTRIBUTION: Please ask first
CATEGORY: B/S
RATING: PG
PART: 12/16
Life Essence
Blood.
Everywhere.
Oh my God, I'm bleeding.
Where am I? what happened?
Spike??? - Oh yeah, there he is!!!
I try to gesture I'm awake, but he doesn't even look at me.
I can feel he's upset.
Pacing back and forth.
Thinking about it, I've actually never seen him anything like this before.
Maybe it's because of the blood pouring out of me bleeding all across his duster. Maybe it's because of me killing Drusilla. Killing Drusilla? Me???
Memories keep trudging back.
Ohmigod, what have I done.
Spike, please, look at me, I can explain.
The bleeding won't stop.
No. No. No.
The baby... I'm losing my baby...
Please, somebody gotta take me to hospital.
His duster, his jeans, everything is soaking. Blood. My blood.
I look at him. Begging him with my eyes to snap out of it. To help me.
The baby. Angels' baby.
It's only now that I realize he isn't in game face.
Shouldn't me bleeding...??? Oh well, I won't question it. Not now.
"Spike?" I try in a hoarse voice.
He's on his knees in an instant, burying his face in the crook of my neck, holding me close His body's shaking.
Hospital. I silently plead, too weak to say it aloud. Somebody's gotta take...
I can feel wetness on my skin.
Wetness that isn't mine.
Tears? Spike?
Black.
Out.