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sexymermaid's birthday today, I wish you a fantastic year. I hope it is filled with love, friends and happiness!
Title In the Morning Now She Calls Me
Author woman_of_
Word count 200
Paring Spike/Tara
Genre Angst
Rating PG 13
Summary Spike gets the comfort he needs to carry on.
Spike stood, weary and hurt. His shoulder ached from the wound inflected by a misplaced stake, his face bruised and bloody. Still he was victorious, he had taken out the nest of vamps, and saved the humans they had lured here to feed on.
From the other side of the alley, a figure, feminine and sympatric walked towards him. She reached a hand out to stroke his face, smiling at him.
"You are a great warrior Spike, I am proud of you," Tara whispered softly in his ear.
"Always good to hear you say that pet," Spike smiled warmly at her tender features.
As she touched him, the pain and tiredness fell away. He felt whole again, appreciated.
With a start Spike woke up, yet another dream. Spike rose to another day at Angel's side, knowing that Tara was too gentle and kind for this world. He knew she was in a better place, as he looked at the all too human evil that surrounded them. The type of evil that took Tara. She was too good for a demon to touch, it had to be a human that fired the shot and deprived the world of such as Tara.
sexymermaid's birthday today, I wish you a fantastic year. I hope it is filled with love, friends and happiness! Title In the Morning Now She Calls Me
Author woman_of_
Word count 200
Paring Spike/Tara
Genre Angst
Rating PG 13
Summary Spike gets the comfort he needs to carry on.
Spike stood, weary and hurt. His shoulder ached from the wound inflected by a misplaced stake, his face bruised and bloody. Still he was victorious, he had taken out the nest of vamps, and saved the humans they had lured here to feed on.
From the other side of the alley, a figure, feminine and sympatric walked towards him. She reached a hand out to stroke his face, smiling at him.
"You are a great warrior Spike, I am proud of you," Tara whispered softly in his ear.
"Always good to hear you say that pet," Spike smiled warmly at her tender features.
As she touched him, the pain and tiredness fell away. He felt whole again, appreciated.
With a start Spike woke up, yet another dream. Spike rose to another day at Angel's side, knowing that Tara was too gentle and kind for this world. He knew she was in a better place, as he looked at the all too human evil that surrounded them. The type of evil that took Tara. She was too good for a demon to touch, it had to be a human that fired the shot and deprived the world of such as Tara.
