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Aug 24, 2006 20:15

Continued from here.

Stopping the Hellmouth )

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sciencegrl_fred September 7 2006, 00:14:26 UTC
Fred had been trying to reach for the sword that had been knocked out of her hand when suddenly the weight on top of her went slack and slumped over. Pushing the now headless guard off her, she saw Rupert there with the knife and let out a sigh of relief.

"Oh, thank God," she cried as she scrambled up. "I thought--."

It was then that she noticed the blood on his mouth and dripping from his nose. She stared at him in shock for a moment, not believing what she was seeing until he suddenly fell.

"Rupert!" she cried, dropping down next to him and pulling him into her arms. Oh, God, his back was torn up, and there was blood everywhere! "No, no, no. Rupert, you can't--no, please. I love you too. Don't die. Please, don't die!"

She let out an anguished scream as she felt him go limp in her arms. He couldn't die. He couldn't leave her! She needed him. She had already lost everyone else she cared about.

Suddenly, she heard a noise and saw more guards. Wrapping her arms around Rupert, she spirited them away, appearing in his flat, on the bed where they had first made love. Holding his body close, she sat there, rocking him as she sobbed, praying for Cordy - or someone - to hear her.

"Bring him back. Please bring him back."

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