All About Spike - Plain Version
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The challenge was Buffy/Spike and silence.
It's quiet out here. Peaceful. Not even the birds sing at night. The summer air is clean, and cooler than by day.
Day isn't an issue for them.
Every night, when Scoobie patrolling is over, and the Bit is tucked in safe with the witches, he comes here.
It's not like a real cemetary. No undead interruptions.
The grass smells fresh as he lies atop it. He feels so close to her this way.
Sometimes he tells her a poem. Sometimes he sings her a song. Often, he weeps.
Most nights, like tonight, he lies silently and thinks of her.
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