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Fic: In Memoriam

Title: In Memoriam
Characters: Willow, Giles, Buffy, Xander
Pairing:  Oz/Willow, Giles/Olivia, Giles/Jenny, Buffy/Spike, Renee/Xander
Rating: G
Summary: Four drabbles, one for each of the Core Four, remembering lost loves.
Disclaimer: Buffy, Giles, Xander, Willow, and any other people or places mentioned in this unofficial fanwork are property of Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. Not mine.
A/N: Four 100 word drabbles, because I've been working on some longer fics that are not yet finished, and I wanted to write something small. Also, I realized that for someone who doesn't even ship Bangel, I've posted a lot of Bangel fics. And, for those who haven't read Season 8, Renee is one of the new Slayers.
Spoilers for Season 2's Passion, Season 4's Wild at Heart and Hush, Season 7's Chosen, and Season 8's "Wolves at the Gate" arc.
In Memoriam

            Willow’s bed is far too big these days. Her pillow has never seemed wider, too broad for just her head, and the space where Oz’s head fit perfectly next to her own mocks her. She gets a hollow feeling when she thinks about him, when she crawls into her cold, lonely bed, like somebody scooped out her heart and lungs and guts and left her empty. When Oz was around to hug her to sleep or to kiss her awake on early mornings, she hadn’t been able to imagine feeling so gutted. Now, she can’t imagine feeling anything but hollow.  

*          *          *

Giles wishes he missed Olivia more. She’s gone; for good, he suspects. He wishes the monsters had driven her away, that she’d lost all taste for the life he led, but fears it wasn’t that at all.

His house is full of ghosts, and they’re all shouting so loudly he had scarcely heard Olivia at all. It’s Jenny’s voice that’s clearest, and she’s telling him it’s time to forget, that the only thing holding her here is him. But he can’t let go, even though she’s never been further, and Olivia won’t come back to a man still holding on.

*          *          *

Buffy doesn’t cry over Spike until he’s been dead three days. She wears a brave face, a faded smile, promising a bus full of girls that they’re all heroes, and the world is a better place than it was yesterday.

She doesn’t have an excess of fond memories of Spike, but the ones she does have are bright enough to keep her up at night. Falling asleep in his arms in a stranger’s bed (you’re the one, Buffy) and fighting by his side (I love you). She remembers him and she thinks, for all his faults, she loved him anyways.

*          *          *

            Renee is dead and Xander is so tired of this mournful refrain. He’s done with burials and funerals and fallen heroes. He wants to run away, to hunt and slay and kill until every vampire is dead, until he trails dust everywhere he goes. He thinks it would be better than this, than mourning and feeling so empty. Nothing he does makes him feel better, not dusting her killer, not crying until he can’t. Nothing eases the terrible ice-cold burning in his heart and lungs and chest, makes the nightmares stop, does anything. She’s gone, he’s here, and everything hurts.



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Dec. 29th, 2012 01:12 am (UTC)
These are very affecting.

Dec. 29th, 2012 05:47 am (UTC)
Thank you!
Dec. 29th, 2012 04:12 am (UTC)
Oh! I love them all. Now I have all these voices in my head and I remember how much I've missed them.

Thank you.
Dec. 29th, 2012 05:48 am (UTC)
Thanks! I'm so very glad you enjoyed these!
Dec. 30th, 2012 08:32 pm (UTC)
These are so evocative. I especially like the Giles' one, but they are all beautifully realised.
Jan. 1st, 2013 10:13 pm (UTC)
Thank you! I'm really glad you like the Giles one, as it was the one I had the most difficulty with.
Mar. 7th, 2013 11:39 am (UTC)
Amazing work. I loved all the voices.
Mar. 8th, 2013 05:24 am (UTC)
Thank you so much for the lovely review! I'm thrilled you enjoyed this!
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