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Close Your Eyes by Christophe Beck (the Buffy/Angel love theme)
She couldn’t stop crying. She told herself that she needed to get it together, that when he woke up, the last thing he was going to want to see was her red and splotchy face as she cried over his bed. But she couldn’t help it.
The bullet had been meant for her. And yet, somehow, Don had showed up, throwing her to the side, covering her body with his. She had turned to thank him, to ask him what the hell he was doing there. But as her eyes met his, she realized that he was unconscious. And then she felt the blood, his blood, sliding out of him and all over her.
The sobs came again, and she couldn’t quiet them. But just as they began to wrack her body, something squeezed her fingers, and she looked up in surprise. Don’s bright blue eyes stared at her, a sad look on his face. He lifted his hand and brushed his fingers against her face.
“Don’t cry,” he whispered.
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