TITLE: Yesterday's Ghosts
AUTHOR: Rainie
EMAIL: [email protected]
DISCLAIMER: Joss, not I.
DISTRIBUTION: Please ask first
CATEGORY: B/S
RATING: PG
PART: 8/16
Wishful Thinking
I can't believe it.
We've really got our own place.
Okay, it's an old wrecked warehouse, but still...
When he told me to get packed, I never expected us to actually go.
But we did.
We did.
I don't know why he puts up with me.
I figure, I never really asked him about it. About us.
We rarely ever talk.
Must have been because of Drusilla and Angel. At first. At least. I think.
What about now? A tiny pestering voice asks.
I shrug. One second we were mortal enemies and an other second...
Well, I really haven't got a clue.
He didn't even freak when he found out about the baby.
What does this make him, make us, then?
What's happening to us, Spike?
Why you of all people?
I watch him sleep. All peaceful and curled up on our new double-bed.
Sometimes I think he's just as confused as I am.
I don't know what to do.
I don't know anything.
I am so lonely.
"Spike?"
I try not to think about it, when I snuggle into his chest. Again.
"Luv?" I know he can feel me, although he's still deep in 'The Sleep'.
Shelter. Protection. Maybe even a new beginning.
I don't know. I'm all alone but not.
We now got each other.
And we'll manage.
Somehow.