Sort of inspired by gillo’s latest and a grumpy don’t-wanna-go-to-work evening…
S/B, PG-13, post Dead Things
When she finally got around to checking Spike’s crypt, three days later, it was deserted. Clem hadn’t seen him.
She thought about broken bones and sunlight, and searching the alley where she’d left him. She’d know his dust […]


