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Christmas in Space
Dec. 19th, 2005 11:48 amDrip.
Drip.
Drip.
Yeah.
Maybe it's the law of want something bad enough and you make it happen or something, but Spike can't help but just fucking grin, Beth's hand tight in his, as they make their way onto the ship. He doesn't mind the dripping water or coolant or whatever the hell it is; he doesn't mind the way their shoes echo on the metal grating; he doesn't mind the darkness. It's all good because the door opened and they're here together and because he loves Beth so fucking much he doesn't even know how he survived without her all those years.
As he always does, he stops in the hallway, listening for sounds. It's a big ship and there's no guarantee Jet would even be in the main cabin if he was here, but it sounds quiet. Spike turns to Beth and then, right there, drops the heavy backpack and wraps his arms around her, holding her tight. It's such a relief to be here for more reasons than he'll ever admit.
"Hey." He whispers into her ear. "Let's go see where we are." Things have gone so nicely so far that he fully expects to see Venus shining right outside that main cabin window like some beacon, some heavenly presence, some astral representation of their dreams. But this is just the beginning and no matter what they find, he has a really good feeling about this trip.
Drip.
Drip.
Yeah.
Maybe it's the law of want something bad enough and you make it happen or something, but Spike can't help but just fucking grin, Beth's hand tight in his, as they make their way onto the ship. He doesn't mind the dripping water or coolant or whatever the hell it is; he doesn't mind the way their shoes echo on the metal grating; he doesn't mind the darkness. It's all good because the door opened and they're here together and because he loves Beth so fucking much he doesn't even know how he survived without her all those years.
As he always does, he stops in the hallway, listening for sounds. It's a big ship and there's no guarantee Jet would even be in the main cabin if he was here, but it sounds quiet. Spike turns to Beth and then, right there, drops the heavy backpack and wraps his arms around her, holding her tight. It's such a relief to be here for more reasons than he'll ever admit.
"Hey." He whispers into her ear. "Let's go see where we are." Things have gone so nicely so far that he fully expects to see Venus shining right outside that main cabin window like some beacon, some heavenly presence, some astral representation of their dreams. But this is just the beginning and no matter what they find, he has a really good feeling about this trip.
