Eternal: Key

Title: Eternal: Key
Author: serenitysmalfoy
Pairing/characters: Dawn/Spike
Rating: PG
Summary: It was her, it was eternal. No one else though, They weren’t. Of course, they’d have never been forever. Forever was a very long time and they were just mortals.
Fandom: BTVS
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but these words I write

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The key didn’t die. She lived, forever. Always, the key. It was her, it was eternal. No one else though, They weren’t. Of course, they’d have never been forever. Forever was a very long time and they were just mortals. They weren’t a vampire, they weren’t a key. They weren’t forever. She was though, and she had to live everyday with that knowledge.



She’d forgotten the year. It was all too far ahead, too many years to count. Spike said he doesn’t count but for every hundred years now. It used to be by ten fold; now he’s four hundred and seventeen (she counts the days). Angel died some time ago, protecting them. Her. He and Spike used to bicker over her, fuss. It was cute, but now one of them is dust and the other is mourning. Understandable; they hated each other but you don’t live two hundred and seventeen years with each other and not have a connection, some kind of relationship. Anyway, the rest were gone. Lost, forever. Dust. Ash. Like vampires. She wondered how the new vampire slayer was doing. The world was a lot bigger now. Spike starts calling to her. She has to obey.



Dawn gets up from the wooden chair, ducking under the too-small roof as she goes outside. Spike is waiting for her, smiling. “Ready bit?” he asks, as the flying cars start speeding along.



“Always.” Dawn says. She’d lost count of her years, didn’t see the point in keeping track considering…things. She smiles at Spike as he puts his arm around her, the familiar feel of the leather comforting. She knows he’s been crying, but he’s always crying. Sometimes she wishes Buffy were there, being forever, instead of her. That thought is immediately squished by her thumb as she and Spike walk out into the ever-lasting sunlight.