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jedibuttercupPG; CSI, B:tVS. 200 words. (SPOILERS for last night's episode of CSI).
Sara can't change.
Title: Bittersweet Symphony
Author: Jedi Buttercup
Disclaimer: The words are mine; the worlds are not.
Rating: PG
Summary: CSI, B:tVS. Sara can't change. 200 words.
Notes: Set post-"Goodbye and Good Luck" (8.07) in the CSI-verse; vaguely post-"Chosen" for B:tVS. For the "Song Title" drabble challenge.
"You should have told him," the other Slayer said over the phone, voice full of sympathy.
Sara wanted to hate her for saying it, but she knew Faith was right. She should have told him. Should have trusted in his support, not left with a goodbye kiss and a Dear Gil letter when it all grew too much for her.
She knows he'll blame himself for not being-- enough for her. Though he is, more than enough; the last two years have been like something out of a fairytale.
But at the end of the day, even Cinderella's dress had turned back to rags. And she's been working double hours since transferring from nights to swing, trying to juggle her job and Slaying separately. Dealing with too much death-- dealing too much death-- for anyone to handle, never mind someone as damaged as she.
She should have told him. Should have asked him to come with her, asked him for help, anything but running. But she'd hoped she might be able to escape her past with him-- and now that she knows that isn't possible, it's far too late.
Besides. Down deep, she knows: he'll be better off without her.
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Sara can't change.
Title: Bittersweet Symphony
Author: Jedi Buttercup
Disclaimer: The words are mine; the worlds are not.
Rating: PG
Summary: CSI, B:tVS. Sara can't change. 200 words.
Notes: Set post-"Goodbye and Good Luck" (8.07) in the CSI-verse; vaguely post-"Chosen" for B:tVS. For the "Song Title" drabble challenge.
"You should have told him," the other Slayer said over the phone, voice full of sympathy.
Sara wanted to hate her for saying it, but she knew Faith was right. She should have told him. Should have trusted in his support, not left with a goodbye kiss and a Dear Gil letter when it all grew too much for her.
She knows he'll blame himself for not being-- enough for her. Though he is, more than enough; the last two years have been like something out of a fairytale.
But at the end of the day, even Cinderella's dress had turned back to rags. And she's been working double hours since transferring from nights to swing, trying to juggle her job and Slaying separately. Dealing with too much death-- dealing too much death-- for anyone to handle, never mind someone as damaged as she.
She should have told him. Should have asked him to come with her, asked him for help, anything but running. But she'd hoped she might be able to escape her past with him-- and now that she knows that isn't possible, it's far too late.
Besides. Down deep, she knows: he'll be better off without her.
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Date: 2007-11-16 11:18 pm (UTC)Poor Gil. And poor Sara. Of all the people who don't need the extra pain/darkness of slaying, it's her.