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22 September 2012 @ 11:38 pm
Time to say goodbye.  
Characters: Samantha, Barbara. Then Spike and Angel.
Time: 3 AM
Location: Angel's Mansion.
Thread Status: Open to Barbara at first. Followed by Spike, and then Angel.

Sam sat there for the next hour, her eyes searching her lovers as he spoke to her about … everything that had happened between him and Buffy the vampire Slayer. Some of the things.. she never could imagine him doing, but others.. she was unable to repress the growl of jealousy that erupted through her clenched lips. But, she had to keep her calm, she promised him that she would.

He told her about how the dream had started with him being obsessed with always wanting to kill her. To get another slayer in his notch of kills in his bedpost.. but it turned into something else. The obsession changed and he became.. in love with her. The dream… it had changed everything. His heart. His mind. his body. His .. well, mini-him. He had tried to get her to be with him, but nothing had ever happened.

She turned him down at every turn and every corner. That was.. until she had died.

Buffy died saving the world - ugh - for the second time, and Spike had been utterly devastated. Her heart admittedly hurt at the idea of Spike being so heart broken, and she had curled up into his side, trying to be comforting as he talked. She felt better when he had wrapped her up in his arms, holding her close to him as he continued to talk. He told her of how Buffy just wanted to feel.

During a very… very terrible little couple of days where everyone was singing. Although, Sam admitted that she would have loved to be there.. she would have loved to hear him sing.. She was sure that it was.. heavenly and sinful at the same time. His voice just did that to her regularly.. she couldn't wait to hear him sing to her one day. But anyway. After all the singing.. they had kissed. And their relationship began.

She, of course, was ashamed of being with him. She kept their relationship a secret, and he continued to sleep with her whenever he wanted to, and whenever she wanted to as well. They brought down buildings, literally.. and it made Sam want to destroy an even bigger building then an already condemned house.. Just to one up the slayer.

The relationship had ended sourly.

But for some reason, she kept him in her heart. So close to it that she would let him be apart of the good fight, and Sam was a little upset by that. She couldn't shake the feeling that Buffy was still in love with Spike, and that she would do anything to get him back. Well, maybe not anything, but that she wouldn't mind the vampire to be so close to her again.

The conversation had turned to her, but she was unable to tell him anything, because there were footsteps in the mansion, and they had belonged to her sire. There was only one set, and she took in a deep breath. She could feel the sorrow, and the pride, and the.. just pain… she didn't know what else was there, but she knew what this was going to be.


She turned to Spike and pressed a soft kiss to his mouth, her fingers gently tracing the skin over his cheekbones, down his cheek and chin before she was up and out of the bedroom before he even had a chance to blink. She moved down the hallway, and down the main staircase to see Barbara sitting by the fire. She took in a deep, unneeded breathe again and crossed her arms over her chest.

"How long are you staying?" she asked softly.

She knew that her sire brought her here for a reason. She knew, that that reason was either the fight.. or Spike. She also knew, that even though they loved each other dearly, and that they were family.. and best friends.. Sometimes when one had a different path than another.. they had to let them go. Because if you truly love something.. or someone.. you must let them go.
wildlyinnocent: Paint a shadow on my heartwildlyinnocent on February 10th, 2013 03:08 pm (UTC)
Sam was shocked, yet not at the same time as she witnessed everything happening before her. She'd lost her sire the second that she let the bastard bite her again, so she was not even close to being surprised when she would bow down to him and worry about him more than her own childe, her own best friend. She listened to her speaking to him, whispering to him, telling him that she could still see Angelus behind his eyes. If she looked, she was sure that she would be able to see it too, but that didn't mean Angel was going to have to bring him out again, he was going to have to keep him under control, or else Sam would come after him.

She wasn't entirely sure if she would even have a chance against him. Right now? Probably not. But if she had time. Time to get ready, time to practice her magic and make it stronger, she was sure that she would be able to come up against Angelus if Angel let him out, to protect her sire, to protect her best friend. She knew that if he came back, from all the stories, he would come after everyone she loved, including Spike and herself, and she would be ready for him.

Her thoughts were interrupted when Spike finally spoke, and it was almost like magic. Every feeling of anger that she felt rushing through her undead veins had disappeared. It was either the connection that she was having with him, or it was the voice that filters out of his mouth, but even with the smallest words, she could become calm. She both hated and wondered if that would last forever.

She heard her sire ask about the avengers, and a smile was beginning to form on her lips, but she had to bite it to stop herself. She took in a deep unneeded breath as he shoved past Angel and disappeared. He wasn't in the house anymore, the sound of the door opening and closing signalled hat he was gone. She shook her head then, and began to finish dressing what little she had to put on.

Moving to stand herself now, she wrapped her arms tightly around her body, her eyes staring at both Barbara and Angel, but they were staring at each other. It was their world now, and she didn't exist in it anymore. Whatever the two of them had, was in the past, and it was going to stay in the past for the rest of their lives. Especially if she stayed with Angel. She also knew, that she wasn't going to have alone time with her sire anymore, that was over, they'd said their physical goodbye, and now, was the time to say her verbal. Tonight was the last night she was going to see her, in a very long time, maybe even forever. She could handle this.

"So i guess that this is it." she said, finally causing her sire to look at her, she gave her a small smile. "Don't look at me like that, B. You know it is, I know it is. You're leaving, and i'm not going to see you again. The second you let him reclaim you… We both knew that you were going to go back and live with him. I'm okay with that, as long as you're happy. I don't want you sitting there, being treated like the dog that you wish you were to him, you're not like that anymore. You've become you're on person - don't let him take that away from you."