Summary: Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Grief and a kind of madness take Spike and Xander places they aren't sure they can bear to go.
A/N: Written for prompt #25-placebo effect-on my psych_30 table. While the placebo effect is generally used in regards to medicine (i.e., the good old sugar pill), I've twisted it a bit to include mental sugar pills, something I think Spike takes on a regular basis. Thank you so much to everyone who keeps reading and leaving me such wonderful encouragement. I'm slower than molasses, but I hope it's always worth the wait!
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( Later, he doesn’t reach for the whiskey. He’s long past needing any panacea... )