Oct. 18th, 2004

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Continued from here.

"Not without you," Wesley breathed. "You..." He coughed again, the sharp taste of blood in his mouth. He could hear the sirens now, and he sternly told himself that he was not going to die. He refused to give himself permission to. His heart would keep beating, no matter how difficult that might be.

He couldn't feel Spike's hand anymore, as if Spike had faded. "Don't go."

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