A.N. – This is my first attempt at fanfiction, so any reviews, especially helpful ones, would be great.

Disclaimer – I do not own any of the characters and/or settings from the shows Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Angel the Series, they belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy alone.


"Yeah, Buffy. What are we gonna do now?" Dawn said.

How do I answer that question, thought Buffy, after all, the hellmouth was finally "closed for business" as Faith had put it, the apocalypse was over, the First scrunched, now she could finally have the chance to talk properly with…

Buffy suddenly sank to her knees, tears silently making rivers down her cheeks. He was gone…

"Guys, you know I hate to be the one to say this but…, where's Spike?" Xander asked.

"Oh my goddess, Buffy…" Willow whispered, a look of realisation filling her eyes as she knelt down next to her best friend, enfolding her in a hug, holding her as she cried.

"Willow, what is it?" Dawn begged.

"Spike closed the hellmouth – and he never made it out."

Dawn dropped down and joined her sister in tears, clinging on to the slayer and wiccan.