It was a dark night, as Spike stood in front of the Slayer's grave. He missed her. No pain had he felt like this. Until now. Buffy Summers was dead. He could only think about her. How much he loved her. But she hadn't really loved him. Now that she was gone, it pained him. Buffy was gone forever. He knew it would happen someday, but he head hoped it wouldn't have happened so soon. And now it had happened. He and her friends had seen it. Now he was supposed to be responsible for keeping her sister safe. Dawn. But he didn't care. He would leave that to her friends and Watcher.
He looked at her grave and sighed.
He remembered everything between him and the Slayer. Vampires had amazing memories. He remembered in the beginning, how much he had hated her and tried to kill her. All their fights they would have. And at the end, how much he would always love her. Because he missed her so much and couldn't live without her, he knew what he wanted and would do. He held a stake in hand.
"Forgive me, Buffy. But I must do this," he said.
He raised the stake and staked himself to dust, hoping that he would meet her wherever she was.
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Spuffy (Spike/Buffy)
FanfictionA collection of spuffy fanfics I've done from both Buffy and Angel shows, as well as a crossover fanfic.
