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They drive half the night, then stop and sleep when Xander's past the point of making sense. Spike's still wound up, jittery, can't sleep until an hour after dawn, and then Xander's up by mid-afternoon and pushing for them to get moving again. Slowly, they create a pattern; start driving when Spike has to huddle under a blanket, and stop long after Xander's exhausted.

It's a solution that pleases neither of them, but it's the best they can do.

There's no point in trying to settle anywhere. They fight vampires, demons. They run from a dragon one night; the flames it breathes down on the car hot enough to melt the paint from the roof, but somehow, against all odds, they get away. There's not enough food for Spike, though Xander manages with tinned things and a can opener.

Finally, one night when Spike's strung out, shaky with hunger, Xander crouches down next to him and offers his arm.

"No," Spike says.

"Look, you're more good to me undead than you are dead," Xander says. There's a little, sharp knife in his busted up hand; two of his fingers don't sit straight anymore, even though he abandoned the makeshift splint a week ago.

And he's right, so Spike nods and hates himself for being grateful.

Weeks later, Spike gets up just before dawn. Xander's asleep, sprawled on his back and snoring. Spike creeps upstairs, the house they've holed up in silent around them. He needs... he doesn't know what exactly.

He finds a tape player with working batteries and a collection of half-decent music; slips the headphones on and turns it up loud, careful not to sing and wake Xander but unable to keep from moving to the beat. He's listening to a band he doesn't know the name of when he hears something indistinct, separate from the music, and clicks off the machine.

Xander's shouting his name, the level of panic in his voice sending a bolt of sheer terror through Spike, who drops the tape player to the floor and runs for the stairs to the accompaniment of a desperate inner voice that's chanting what might be something close to a prayer.

Spike falls down the last three steps, careens off the wall, and tears around the corner to collide into Xander full-force. Xander yelps, and Spike barely manages to get a hand around the back of Xander's skull before it smashes into the tile. "Fuck," Spike says, his knuckles stinging. "What? What is it?"

Xander's hands are all over him, head, shoulder, back, hip. "I woke up, and you... I opened the front door, and -- God, I thought you were dust." Xander's eye blazes. "You asshole," he adds, and punctuates it with a fist to Spike's face.

"Bloody hell!" Spike rolls off and away, rubbing his cheekbone. "Wait, you hit me and I'm the asshole?"

"I thought you were dead," Xander says, sitting up. "I called and you didn't answer me."

Spike wants to shout at him, but he can see that Xander was genuinely afraid. That makes him feel guilty, so he ends up shouting after all. "I was upstairs!" he says loudly. "God forbid I want ten minutes to myself!"

Xander looks down. "You could have told me where you were going," he says sullenly.

"Fuck you," Spike says. "You're not my mother, thank God. I don't owe you anything."

Xander's quiet. "Fine," he says finally.

"Fine," Spike says back. "Good. Glad we're on the same page."

They don't talk at all in the car. Ten hours of silence. It isn't until they're holed up in a new place that Spike chances an apology. "Didn't mean to scare you," he offers, tossing a pillow from one of the other rooms onto the king sized bed.

"You didn't," Xander says, not looking at him.

Spike wants to tear his hair out. "God, what does it take with you? I said I was sorry. You know how many times I've said that since I was turned?"

"Three?" Xander guesses.

"Maybe four," Spike says, and they grin at each other warily.

"I get the bed," Xander says.

Spike looks at him in disbelief. "No, I do. You take the one in the other room."

"The one that doesn't have a pillow now?" Xander asks. "No way. This one's mine."

Defiant, Spike strips down to the skin and lies down. "If you want to sleep here, you'll have to sleep with me."

To his surprise, Xander calls his bluff, pulling off his own jeans and t-shirt and getting underneath the covers wearing nothing more than boxer shorts. "I'm not sleeping with you," he announces. "I'm sleeping in this bed. That's it."

"Think of the scandal if word got out," Spike says, tucking his hands beneath his head and looking up at the ceiling.

Minutes later, Xander's snoring.

When Spike wakes up, Xander's arm is around his waist from behind, Xander's breath warm and sweet against the back of Spike's neck. Spike tries to stay relaxed, not wanting to lose the moment -- bit of comfort, that's all it is -- but he can hear Xander's heartbeat speed up, and then Xander pulls away.

Deliberately, Spike rolls over and drapes his own arm over Xander. "No one to see," he says, kissing Xander's bare shoulder. "No one to care."

Xander's tense but aroused -- Spike can smell it. He strokes his hand tentatively along Xander's side, and when Xander exhales and turns toward him, he forgets everything for a while.

After, when they're both sated and half asleep, Spike hears Xander say, "Spike." It's not a question; sounds more like Xander's trying it on for size.

It doesn't require a response, but Spike gives him one anyway. "There's no one else," he says.

They both know that's the problem.

End.

This is it -- it's as done as it can be in this hastily-written format. If anyone would be willing to beta-read it for me, that would be fantastic -- just let me know.

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Date: 2005-09-10 08:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] vampirefever.livejournal.com
This is the first time I've commented on this fic, even though I've read every part as soon as you've posted it.

I've lovely every moment and thought it was a heartbreaking and, at the same time, hopeful ending.

Wonderful stuff.

Date: 2005-09-10 11:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you so much. *Hugs*

Date: 2005-09-10 08:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bethynyc.livejournal.com
oh. Even with no one left, they have each other. And that is both sorrow and joy. It did feel like there was a little hope, though.

So very wonderful. *hugs* Glad you ran with this!

Date: 2005-09-10 11:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you. I think those are pretty much the feelings I was trying to convey. *Smooch*

Date: 2005-09-10 09:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cafedemonde.livejournal.com
achingly good stuff.

Date: 2005-09-10 11:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you very much. :-)

Date: 2005-09-10 09:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] princess-s.livejournal.com
Oh god! I'm a sucker for the happy ending. This fic was fantastic and I'm still amazed you could get it all out so quickly!!

Date: 2005-09-10 11:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you. It's a mystery to me why sometimes stories are almost effortless and other times every word is like pulling teeth.

Date: 2005-09-10 10:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] texanfan.livejournal.com
Wow. Just wow.

The innate sense of hopelessness running through this is amazing. Depressing, but amazing. Makes me think of the reality of the phrase, "the living envying the dead."

The last line is so wrenching. This is the start of a rebuilding, this is the last shred of comfort before the curtain falls. Everyone's dead, nothing matters.

It was stark and compelling, beautiful and savage. thank you.

Date: 2005-09-10 11:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you. That's very astute of you, and I really appreciate the feedback.

Date: 2005-09-10 10:06 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] goddessleila.livejournal.com
I adore this story, and the ending is somehow more perfect than words can describe. ::happy sigh::

Date: 2005-09-10 11:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you! I'm so happy you were pleased with it. :-)

Date: 2005-09-10 10:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scribll.livejournal.com
This was very good, very 'in the moment'. I really admire your spare writing style.

Date: 2005-09-10 11:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you. :-)

Date: 2005-09-10 10:20 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] ladycat777.livejournal.com
Aiee. For all the heartbreak, all the amazingly tense emotional moments you have -- it's the scene where Xander freaks out over Spike leaving for a little that killed me. That was ... this whole story is just utterly amazing. You're the only one I can handle this apoco-bleak, and this much death from. And that's a compliment :) This was just amazing.

Date: 2005-09-10 11:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you. *Loves*

Date: 2005-09-10 10:26 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] tabaqui
Ooh, damn, damn damn.
That is...was... Yes. Excellent. Love it.
Of course i want MORE, but i wanted more 'Gone With the Wind' and 'Watership Down', too.
Heh.

Lovely! Everything. Love Xander being all freaked that Spike's not there and love them finally giving in and taking some comfort...

So pretty. Thank you for sharing!

Date: 2005-09-10 11:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you. I really appreciate all your feedback on this story.

Date: 2005-09-10 10:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sottovoce10.livejournal.com
Strange how very sexy a non explicit sexual encounter can be after the right build up. I'm so happy. They're together and now they just have to get used to it. Or Xander, at any rate.

Date: 2005-09-10 10:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sottovoce10.livejournal.com
Hang on, that's the end??? Noooooo. I know you may have your writerly sense of completion, enough's enough, suggestions left in the air, but I've grown so attached to this story and it could go on for quite a while beyond this point.... ::hopeful eyes::

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Date: 2005-09-10 11:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] julia-here.livejournal.com
Amazing how, after the rigors of this story, the quiet resignation of the end feels like euphoria by comparison.

Julia, thanks for the ride

Date: 2005-09-10 11:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you so much. *Hugs*

Date: 2005-09-11 12:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] timeofchange.livejournal.com
This is beautiful. The tautness and clean simplicity of the language underscores the emotional anguish.

Date: 2005-09-11 04:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you. *Hugs*

Date: 2005-09-11 12:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bdbdb.livejournal.com
Wonderful! Simply wonderful!

Date: 2005-09-11 04:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you! :-)

Date: 2005-09-11 12:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chlare.livejournal.com
Oh, those last two lines are simply heartbreaking. Open-ended, but precise. Very nice.

Date: 2005-09-11 04:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you. :-)

Date: 2005-09-11 01:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mpoetess.livejournal.com
Perfect. Seriously, sadly (but not without hope) perfect. *smooch*

Date: 2005-09-11 04:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you. *Snuggles*

Date: 2005-09-11 02:56 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] tsuki-no-bara.livejournal.com
"and Spike barely manages to get a hand around the back of Xander's skull before it smashes into the tile" is possibly my favorite detail. and i love how it ends, even tho i kind of don't. i mean, i love how spike and xander come to an understanding - very sweet and boy-like, with the not actually saying anything and the kind of pretending there's nothing going on - and i love the last scene of them in the bed ("i'm not sleeping with you, i'm sleeping in this bed"), but at the same time, "there's no one else" just breaks my heart. they're all alone now, you know? which seems really unfair. makes sense, considering the rest of the story, but pretty damn depressing.

still, the whole thing is really good. grim and depressing and darkdarkdark, but it moves right along and everyone sounds in character and it's just really good.

Date: 2005-09-11 04:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you! *Hugs*

Date: 2005-09-11 04:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] adoxerella.livejournal.com
This whole thing was a wonderful, if at times gut wrenchingly sad, trip. The ending struck just the right cord as well. Thanks for sharing it with us.

Date: 2005-09-11 04:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you. :-)

Date: 2005-09-11 05:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redwolfoz.livejournal.com
Think of the scandal Adorable! A nicely balanced ending too.

Date: 2005-09-11 04:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you. :-)

Date: 2005-09-11 07:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] teenes.livejournal.com
You do post-apocalyptic amazingly well. Thank you!

Date: 2005-09-11 04:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you!

Date: 2005-09-11 09:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] greenstone-j.livejournal.com
I just loved this whole series because of the angst that was so beautifully woven all the way through it, and you still managed keep it up to the very last. Excellent work

Date: 2005-09-11 04:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you. :-)

Date: 2005-09-11 10:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mythologian.livejournal.com
*cries* I think you killed me. That was horrible and gut wrenching and yet still one of the best pieces I've ever read.

Date: 2005-09-11 04:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
*Hugs* Thank you.

Date: 2005-09-11 11:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] brutti-ma-buoni.livejournal.com
Wow. Glad I violated my non-apocalypse-fic principles and stuck with this. It couldn't be less a romance, and yet it has the same sort of emotional impact by the end. I felt I was seeing shared comfort and familiarity at the end of the world, and understood that may be more powerful than romantic love.

Date: 2005-09-11 04:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you.

Date: 2005-09-11 05:18 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] lonelybrit
*sigh* Lovely and bitter and dark, but somehow still hopeful and slightly happy. Angel finally gets the peace he's after, Xander beginning to accept the future, and Spike getting some decent companionship. It ought to be bleak, but somehow it's not, at least not entirely. Bravo! :)

Date: 2005-09-12 02:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you. *Smooch*

Date: 2005-09-12 11:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] helenkacan.livejournal.com
I agree so much with what Sottovoce10 said: sexy without being explicit.

Deliberately, Spike rolls over and drapes his own arm over Xander. "No one to see," he says, kissing Xander's bare shoulder. "No one to care."
has to be one of my favourite lines because, when Xander turned away, that could have been the end of it (or at least a delay in getting these two to acknowledge the fact that they don't have to be alone together any more.

Thank you for the sweet sadness.

Sincere hugs,
H.

Date: 2005-09-13 12:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Thank you. *Hugs*

Date: 2005-09-13 06:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] savoytruffle.livejournal.com
this was a beautiful story and i enjoyed it from beginning to end. it was full of sad, painful things, but nothing was overdone or overwrought and you gave us something like hope in the end, though not sugarcoated at all.

i'm not very articulate tonight, but the point is: thank you.

Date: 2005-09-13 12:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
*Hugs* Thank you.
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