Date: 2008-07-25 07:58 pm (UTC)
stbethadettes: (and she's... she's pretty huh?)
"Who can resist hidden treasure?" She grins, her fingers hooking through Spike's. "Not me."

And from the looks of things, Junior'd be along for the ride even if they were walking straight into the path of a tornado. She gives Beth a big grin, her little fingers curled around Spike's rolled-up jacket sleeve.

Personally, she's tired. Inside and out. She's not quite at her thinnest since the plague, but she's pretty close. Her wrists are almost done healing after all the straining against the rope she did when Alter and friends tied them up, and Nat and Ciba left for Russia just two days ago.

Part of her thinks it's stupid that it feels so much like the end of an era, but... it does.

Their little fantastic four has split in two.

And Yorick. There's something sad and tired in his eyes that wasn't there when she first met him, and she's not so sure being reunited with Beth Deville has been the happy ending he was probably hoping for.

The thing about all this that she likes best -- aside from the fact that they all seem to have finally earned the ability to live without fear of any goddamn armies following them around -- is that she's been seeing a hell of a lot more of Spike lately.

As they walk toward the kitchen, she unlaces her fingers from his, but it's only so she can sling her arm around his waist. "Have I mentioned I like you better visible?"
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