It started the first time he left, this simple little pattern in their lives. He’d pack, Marie’d say she didn’t want him to go; he’d leave.
When he returned, she’d be waiting to give him a hug and welcome him back into her life. It was familiar. One bit of stablity he could count on.
Until he came back and she wasn’t there. She left, they said, gotten tired of waiting for him get his head out of his ass and come back for her.
As he packed to go find her, he only wondered why she’d waited so long.
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Story Notes:
The challenge was actually for BtVS drabbles. As if I'm going to let someone tell me what I can and can't write. *grin*