Spike is not bloody Casper (notbloodycasper) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2013-10-10 10:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | buffy summers, spike |
Spike & Buffy
After finding her among the rubble, he has to deliver some really bad news. :|
Thursday, October 10, 2013; around the complex explosion site
I'm gonna go with a HIGH rating for talk of death and tons of feels;In Progress
Spike would be lying if he said he wasn't worried, he was, but at the same time he knew just how resilient Slayers were.
Spike had seen a lot of death and destruction in his time. Hell, he'd been the cause of a lot of it, honestly. But somehow, despite all that he had seen, there was still a certain level of shock that came with things like this. They had all become so complacent, so comfortable in how protected they assumed they were. Until suddenly they weren't. Then there was panic and disarray, worry about others, fear for what was to come, and where they would go from here. A few things had been set up to help with housing, med teams had managed to for a triage of sorts, but still people were missing or turning up dead. Like Buffy, who he nor anyone else had heard from yet, who when he found her he had to tell her that Dawn, the sister she hadn't yet met back home but had come to know while stick in this world, was dead. He had no idea how he would tell her, how to predict her reacting, but he knew it wouldn't be easy.
Spike had arived to help with thesearch and rescue efforts at the complex last night and so far had yet to take a break. He didn't need it, really, needed to help, needed to get people out of there. He had to know Buffy was okay. And then he'd found her, buried amongst the rubble. "No, not you, not like this," he muttered, moving debris off of her, but then he heard it. Faint, softer than he'd have liked because she was unconscious, but he heard her heartbeat and that was more than enough motivation to get to her quicker.
Finally free of all the wreckage that had been holding her hostage, Spike sat her up, propped against a pile of rubble for the moment, "Hey," her face in his hands as he tried to bring her back around. "Buffy, come on. Wake up, love." Spike would be lying if he said he wasn't worried, he was, but at the same time he knew just how resilient Slayers were. Just a matter of time, he kept telling himself.