After the Gift, before Buffy is resurrected, Giles has left. Spike makes a decision.

I wanted to type a short one because I'm lazy. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW AND I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER! Lol really I'm not that crazy, or at least I think. Tell me what you think, even if its constructive criticism I want to know.

XxX

Broken when I'm lonesome

-Evanesance

It was just after sunset; Spike would spend the rest of the night with her.

"Dru reckons I've loved you since I met you," Spike told Buffy's tombstone, " I'm not sure if that's true, but that would explain some things. And, you know, Dru had a knack for knowing those kinds of things," He paused, "Remember when we were under Red's spell and we were getting married? That was the happiest I was for a long time. I think that was when I might've realized it," He started crying, "I know this is stupid, but I think in some way you loved me too. Or you know, that's what I would tell myself," He forced a laugh, "When I saw you it was like…beautiful poetry. Yeah that's it. You were so beautiful and strong and you would glow. When I saw you, it was like for the first time in centuries, I was bathed in light," He wiped his nose, "Sometimes I think of what might've happened, had I been human. It'd be sorta like a fairy tale, no bad endings. First, you see we fall madly in love at the first glimpse of each other. Then, the awkward dating stage, where we skip by shagging constantly. Next, of course is marriage. We have two children, the first is a baby boy who is as handsome as his father," He chuckled then grew solemn, "Next we'd have a baby girl as beautiful as her mother. We watch them grow up, all the while remaining madly in love since the day we met. And we live happily ever after the end. So what so you think? A little too fairy-tale-ish? Well, we could always throw in that our son beats up Harris," He laughs then grows sad, "I can almost hear you laughing to that one. Buffy, I know I failed you, but if I could do it all over, I would die for you. So as long as it meant you could still go on, I'd gladly do it," He stopped to wipe a stray tear away, "I know I don't have a soul and will probably go to hell, but its worth a try. Who knows? Maybe, just maybe we'll find each other," Spike went on talking for hours, about everything he could think of, then seeing the first rays of light, he stopped, "Buffy, I love you," he said, stripping off his duster. He laid it across her grave. He kissed her tombstone and sat beside her.

Spike could feel his flesh sizzling, but he didn't care, he just sat there calmly. The rest of the time, he didn't cry out or attempt to cover himself. Before he went he whispered, "Until we meet again,"

XxX

It was Sunday, this was the day Dawn visited Buffy. Getting closer, she immediately noticed the black object laid across Buffy's grave. Dropping the flowers she was holding, Dawn ran to it, with increasing sense of dread.

"No," She whispered, tears pouring down her face. She hugged Spikes duster close, knowing what he had done, "Why?" She demanded, looking up, "Why me?" Holding the jacket tight, she wept for him.

XxX

She wants to go home, but nobody's home its where she lies, broken inside.

-Avril Lavgine

Dawn must've fell asleep because when she woke up, it was very dark out.

Putting on the infamous black leather duster, dawn walked home, hoping to find someone to comfort her.

She walked all through the house, there was no sign of anyone.

She ran into her room and collapsed on the floor. She wept for everyone who left her, for herself.