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Ronin: Within You Epilogue
Angel was dreaming. He knew he was dreaming, because it was day. He
remembered the sun, he daydreamed about it, he coveted it. But he never
dreamt of it. Not anymore.
But he was standing in the sun now, looking at a large, empty playground.
He
looked
down at his hands, and saw they were still pale. But the sun beat down,
and
still he stood.
Watching. Waiting.
They appeared then, on the far corner of the playground. And his field
of
vision narrowed to the See-Saw where they sat.
Two little girls, one fair haired, one with large, inky curls. He watched
as
they swung
short legs into the air, and maneuvered the Teeter-Totter in a gentle rythym.
The little
blonde girl was up in the air now, patent leather shoes kicking in
unrestrained glee. The green eyed one pushed off from the dirt, her bouncy
curls flopping on her small shoulders as she switched places with her
playmate, flying upward with a soundless laugh.
He realized he couldnt hear them. They were giggling and whispering to
oneanother, and he should have been able to hear them...but he couldnt.
So instead he stood and watched. Their mirth. Their innocence. Their life.
Untouched and unfettered. They had never seen pain, never felt loss.
Somewhere in the distance, he heard a familiar song. Only this time, it
held
no
malevolent undertones. It was simple, sweet. And pure.
**Playmate
Come out and play with me***
The little girls turned suddenly, and stared at him, in that unabashed
way
that children have.
***And bring your dolly three
Climb up my apple tree***
Angel moved to raise his hand, to bid them ---
**Slide down my rainbow
Into my cellar door***
::Hey! C'mon, wake up!::
The vampire came awake with a start, and Spikes hands on his shoulders.
He
realized he was panting.
::You awake now? Christ, what the hell was that all about? Ya gotta sing
in
your sleep too, mate!? Its bad enough you frigging snore....::
Angels face broke into a wide grin. ::I snore?::
::Yea, you snore. Like a goddamned lion in heat...::
The insult was cut off by a barrage of feirce kisses. ::Wha--:: mumbled
against the
crushing lips...
::I snore!!:: Angels voice was strangely satisfied, as he stared down into
confused blue eyes.
::Youre a fucking fruitloop is what you are.:: Spike frowned.
::Yea.:: the dark vampire conceded. ::But you love me.::
Spike tilted his head. He was a bit of a loon, his Sire. And there was
so
much still unsaid. Unsettled. Between them and within them, and all around
them.....
But one thing was true.
***And well be jolly freinds......****
::Yea. I do.::
****Forevermore...****
~Finis