DISCLAIMER: The One Who Has No Name is mine.
TIMELINE: S2, after Surprise. Probably at the school during IOHEFY. AN: Just a quickie. Had the idea while I was reading "Windows" (Serena's fic) and it did not leave my mind since then. Has nothing to do with said fic. I need to get this out of my brain, I need the free space for two or three revolutions. It's past midnight here. I *still* have to learn about the 19th century (What for?!) Be kind with me.
FEEDBACK: Oh please! Even if only to wish me luck in History.

The woman before me.

Not really a woman when you think of it. Just a girl. One even younger than me; fifteen, sixteen at the most.

I never even got to know her name. Must be the Council's politics. You know, so we won't acknowledge our mortality until we are under the ground. Merrick never told me much about her. I was the next. Her fated replacement. That was all.

But I have dreamed of her. One night, some weeks before the Watcher appeared in my life, I had this nightmare: I was bleeding and crying and dying. Sharp teeth were at my neck and the last thing I saw before waking up were chocolate eyes.

But not like the ones I cannot see right now. Did she whisper "I love you" as I am doing now? Did she feel his blood in her throat and swallow it in a rush?

"Sweet dreams, Buff."

I don't care about my dreams. I just want to see him by my grave.

Will Kendra think of me as we kill her?

Please send a word. It's my first try at something remotely B/Aus (Well, at least in the real canon Does Complex Cycles count as 'real canon'?) Anyway, send it.

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