Melody of the night

Intermission: Paying respects.

The night was still young, as Spike lay in his bed with Emmy resting on his chest again. Once again, they had done it. And even though he was tired beyond believe, he couldn't sleep. His mind raced, thinking about something that had struck him ever since his first night with his 'wife'. A small sigh echoed through his room.
"Forget it..." he whispered to himself.

He quickly stepped out of bed, making sure not to wake up Emmy. Quickly grabbing some clothes to put on, he sneaked downstairs, being careful not to wake anyone. But before he could reach the door, he heard a questioning voice behind him. It was Twilight.
"Where are you going, Spike?" she asked him, wondering why he wasn't sleeping at this time.
"I... need to pay a visit..." he replied, sounding a little depressed.

He didn't wait for Twilight to say anything, as he opened the door and went for a little walk. The night was once again, suprisingly tepid at this time. But then again, he couldn't care right now. All he did was walking, walking until his legs were reduced to ashes. The bars all seemed pretty full tonight, many ponies walking in and out. Spike quickly looked away as a group of stallions and mares looked at him. He heard them giggle and laugh, wondering if they were laughing at him. Not much care was giving though. All he wanted was to reach his destination, a place he used to go very often. But now that he had met Emmy, that visit was sealed for everyday.

As the walk continued, so continued the endless sounds of bars, filling with more and more ponies. He accidentally bumped into somepony.
"Please, excuse me for bumping into you..." he said in an apologetic rush.
"Spike~?" a familiar voice said. He quickly looked up to see from who that familiar voice was, but he didn't see anything. All he saw, was a lampost he had bumped into.
Now loud giggles and laughs could be heard. Spike turned around to see a mare and a stallion, laughing at what had happened to him. He quickly continued to walk, embarrassed by his own stupidity.

He finally arrived at where he wanted to go. As he opened the front gate, a stallion came over to him, holding a shovel on his shoulder.
"Hey there, Spike. Long time no see." the stallion said, with oldness cracking his voice.
"Hello, Stone. It's good to see you again...". The stallion gave him a quick smile, but turning it just as fast to a more serious expression.
"You here to...?" he asked, waiting for the answer he was hoping for.
"Yes, I'm here for 'that'..." Spike replied, his voice lowering in more depression.

Stone nodded and pointed out to Spike to not walk through the grass, only the small, muddy road. Spike gave him a quick nod before moving onward. The place was cold and creepy, many unnerving sounds coming from the trees around him.

A piece of music I listened to while I wrote this Intermission.

He arrived at where he wanted to be. It was a rock, a very special rock. He kneeled down in front of it, trying to smile a little, which didn't work.
"Hello again..," he began. "I know it's been quite some time I was here. But... ever since I... met this dragoness, I couldn't stop thinking about..." he gasped, feeling his nose tickle and his eyes burning a little.
"Us...".

For a moment, it was quiet, only the waver of leaves could be heard. Then Spike spoke up again.
"Our... times..." he said, nearly crying. "Where have they been? All those times that we've been together...".
The moment was now broken with small whimpering noises coming from Spike.
"Why... why did you had to be there... WHY!?" he screamed, clamping the rock in a tight embrace.
"WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME!? WHY DID YOU HAD TO BE... TAKEN AWAY BY MY RACE, MY FAMILY!?" he continued to scream, tears now flowing from his eyes.
"YOU WERE SO PURE, SO GRACEFUL, SO... SO...".
He stopped for a moment, taking a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves.
"So... Rarity..." he cried. The night was cold now, sending shivers down his spine.
"Why, Rarity...? Why did you had to be there...? I was so happy ever since you took my gem... and now... I will never see it around your beautiful neck anymore..." he stammered, trying to gain control of his emotions.
"Please, return to me, please Rarity... please... p-p-please...?" he tried to say, but soon crashed down on the rock again.

He continued to cry on the rock, as it finally took it's shape. It was a tombstone, with ribbons and gems covering it, making it shine in the bright moonlight that shone above it. And on the tombstone, there were the words:

Here lies our beautiful and generous friend, sister and lover.
Rarity.
May you rest in peace in perfect Harmony.

And as a finishing touch, there it was. The only thing Spike had left of her: The golden necklace with the ruby, formed in a shape of a heart.

"Goodbye, Rarity... I love you..." Spike spoke, leaving her tombstone behind as he now walked towards the exit of the graveyard back towards his home.