Fic: Final Goodbye

["Harper" <Well_wisher_4@xxxxxxxxxxx>]

Title: Final Goodbye
Author: Alyson Harper
Email: well_wisher_4@xxxxxxxxxxx
Archive: Ask Me.
Disclaimer: The characters are mine. I own all rights to this story. I do 
not, however, own the implied characters.
Spoilers: Season 5, mainly "The Body"
Rating: PG
Author's Note: This is something I wrote a while ago, that really fit what's 
been happening on canon. I changed a few things and here it is.
Feedback: Always welcome.



Nights like this night have the capacity to drive a person mad. The moon had 
set high up in the sky, casting eerie shadows all over the rolling hills. 
Small houses where scattered about in perfect squares, making the whole 
effect look like a Halloween themed checkers board.
The deathly quiet of this scene was broken as headlights could be seen 
coming up one of the hills then down the other side of it on a road that cut 
though the surrounding forest. Inside the car could be seen two individuals, 
one concentrated on driving around the bends and turns of the road while the 
other stared absently out the window at the blurred scenery around them as 
it pasted into the distance.

A small fog began to roll in the area, as the small car grew closer to its 
destination. Neither passenger commented on this or anything for that 
matter. They had been silent since they both stepped into the vehicle. 
Their silent communication had taken place long before this trip had 
started. Spoken words were useless and inane.

Turning off the road, the car entered a gravel lot near a gated fence. The 
car stopped and the driver turned off the engine. Both stepped out of the 
car, noticing how the noise made when the doors closed dominated the 
silence, then echoing off into the distance. The quiet returned as the two 
set off through the gates.

The moon shown down on the pair as they walked on the small dirt walkway 
leading away from the gates. Even though they could see well with the bright 
moonlight, they didn?t need it. They had done this many times before. 
Clasping the other?s hand, the pair continued on. They turned off the 
walkway into the grass, careful of where they stepped. Passing rows of 
stones that looked identical to the next, they came to a stop in front of 
one particular stone.

The driver dropped the others? hand and reached in a grabbed a white rose 
from the inside pocket of her coat. Reading the engraving on the stone that 
was already committed to memory, she wiped away the tear that was trying to 
escape from her eye. She kneeled over; laying the rose at the foot of the 
stone then tilted her head to kiss the stone. The driver then stood up and 
took a few steps back to give her companion some privacy.

Watching this display got harder for the passenger each time they would 
come. She would watch a white rose as it was placed on the ground, then that 
stone would be kissed. Then, it would be her turn. The passenger walked 
toward the stone, lost in thought. Slowly coming into her own, she noticed 
the blade of grass that always seemed to escape the mowers wrath. It was 
about a two inches taller than the last time she had seen it. She kept her 
mind on this grass, trying to block out the images of what was lying below 
her.

The inevitable happened, a sigh escaped the passengers? lips as two tears 
began to run down her cheeks. She bent over slightly and laid the palm of 
her hand out flat against the stone, noting the coolness and smooth finish. 
She abruptly stood, blinking away the excess moisture in her eyes that was 
beginning to blur her vision. She took a breath that whispered into the 
night, a final plea to be taken from this reality. Wiping away the stray 
tears, she turned and walked toward her companion. The joined hands again 
and began the walk back to the gravel parking area. Nothing could be heard 
save for the sounds of soft-soled shoes hitting the compacted earth.

Reaching the car, they sat in their respective seats, just like every other 
time before. The engine was started and the driver backed out the car out 
onto the road. The trip back was silent, even the wind, which picked up at 
the moment making the trees seem like they were waving. Perhaps a goodbye to 
the car and its? two occupants, knowing they would see they again on a night 
like this.



Aly
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