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[dead5by5]

A week of trying to find the others in the various back rooms and alleys that Spike and I had been in was not producing anything. Well it was, but not in a productive way. I mean, don't get me wrong. The sex is damn good. And the great thing about doing a vamp, he's always ready and able. Makes me wonder why I didn't do him when he was alive

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[railroad_spike]

Looked at her, loving the way that she smelled.

"I don't know, love, don't really have the lay of the land yet, and bloody furthermore, just because you and I ended up here, doesn't mean that broody pants will be here or Gunn, or Wesley or any of the others. Bloody discussed that."

We were on our way to a sparring session, if I kept that tone up, but was frustrating as hell to look for something that may not be here. Yeah, would be nice to find the friends, and yeah, maybe even Angel again, but the chances were sodding slim.

"You do realize, love, slaya, that there are thousands of sodding hell dimensions that they could be in, don't you?"

[dead5by5]

"Why do you always assume Angel is in a Hell division? You know he could have gotten the golden ticket to heaven after all."

But truth of the matter, don't know if demons get to run around the pearly gates. Just hated it when Spike mentioned Hell. Cause chances are that's where we are. A Hell is TVs and bars.

Well at least it's better than sitting around twirling our thumbs on a rocking chair wearing white cotton gowns and feathers. That's B's gig anyway.

Giving him the look I moved to start walking. Maybe one day we'll find them.

"Shut up Spike."

[railroad_spike]

"Ouch, love, did I hit a nerve?"

I was bleeding an expert at doing that, had been doing it for years, all learned in spendin time around Darla and just to piss Angelus off and it sort of stuck.

"No point in hoping for things that may never be, love. If we find the others, that would be peachy, but what bloody then? We're dead, and I'm kind of sick of being dead. Bloody what else is there to fight? Hell dimension, love, that's what this is, no amount of sex, liquor and cigarettes are going to bleeding change that. Let's say we do bump into Angel. What then? Do we look for the baddest looking things and fight them? This is hell, love, no good place, no heaven is this dirty, replete with the bleeding sounds in the air of demons."

I whipped out another smoke and lit it up as she regarded me like a piece of shit, and still, more sounds of demons rand through the air.

"Other bloody hand, though, nothing like a lot of violence. We get to fight, and hey, already sodding dead, what are they going to do, kill us?"

[dead5by5]

Thanks Spike. Make sure I don't forget where we are. Hell. Even if I am not convinced. Completely. I mean I think I know we are in it, but there's a part of me still hoping for a better answer. And I still haven't seen all that fire and brimstone the nuns talked about in Sunday School.

Listening to the demons walking down the alley I shook my head. Wasn't there ever gonna be a time to just rest? Again, answer was already there.

We're in Hell.

It was hadn't really hit me until then.

Damnit, this isn't fair. I worked damn hard on the redempation thing. And it didn't work.

B got heaven, I get Hell.

Fuck.

"Maybe if we die here we get another chance?"

My eyes went to a wall and locked on it. No way was he gonna see me break. I don't break in front of people. Ever.