Noelia (noelia_g) wrote,

ficlet, hee

Rating NC-17 or your equivalent
Pairing Fred/Lilah (wee, Noelia wrote femmeslash!), slight Wes/Lilah, Wes/Fred
Disclaimer Do not own. Blah.
s5, post mortem of sorts.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

Soul was like the sun. You hadn’t even noticed it, because it was always there, you hadn’t noticed it until wham, gone, in an explosion of light, in a puff of smoke or in a long, painful process of wrecking your entire body to prepare it for an ancient demon.
Fred never thought about it before. Sure, she knew the Bose-Einstein Condensate and other theories, but she never was one for metaphysics anyway. Not enough numbers there.
Now she know there was more to comprehend than body and soul, because she had lost both, and yet here she was, still very much herself, broken smile and soul burned out, less than an echo, more than the life.

You make me happy when skies are gray

Skies were always gray. Soft and heavy, like a very depressing cotton candy. Lilah said this place was an oblivion and you couldn’t have pink oblivion, no matter how sweet it was supposed to be.
She hadn’t thought it sweet until now, until she tasted it and it tasted like heaven, tasted like hell. Lilah’s voice was coarse as she screamed, memory of scars enough to make them real in the place that nothing was. Fred had her own, on her knee from when she fell off the bike, on her shoulder from a bullet wound... and red crescents on her thighs, all pretty in row, real because she made them so.

You'll never know dear, how much I miss you

Sometimes she misses the world. Wonders how her boys are doing without her, how is he doing and Lilah laughs, saying some people are just hopeless, and she never knows if it’s about her or Wesley and she suspects she means both, and the rest of the human race probably too.
Lilah’s finger moves quickly and she says almost without sarcasm not to worry, he will sell his soul sooner or later. If you have no soul there’s no hell or heaven for you, just afterlife, and it’s better than it was cracked up to be and Fred screams her agreement. Wesley will join them someday, and together they will put the fun in dysfunctional.

Please don't take my sunshine away

I had this idea in my head and I needed to get it out.
Tags: ats, fanfiction

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