Fred was glad when Rupert came back to Andrew's room, wrapping her arms around him when he pulled her to him and holding him tight. Part of her wished that they weren't there, that they had taken Andrew somewhere else, but she knew that they couldn't. The Council still didn't know what they were doing, and they didn't dare call the others to let them know what was going on
( ... )
Giles had wanted to take Fred out of the room during the night, but, they needed to stand there for Andrew's sake. He had saved Fred and the baby's life and Giles didn't know if he could ever repay the young man. And when morning came, and Andrew awoke for the last time, Giles felt his throat tighten
( ... )
When Illyria started to advance on Fred, Giles quickly stepped in front of his wife again. The demon before him wasn’t going to touch his wife or unborn child. Fred suddenly got out of the room and Giles looked over at Spike
( ... )
When Fred felt hands on her, she almost jumped right out of her skin until she heard her husband's voice and realized that it was him touching her. Turning into his arms, she grabbed onto him tightly, letting him get her out of there. She never wanted to see this place again - not only had it taken Angel and Charles and changed them, but it had also taken Andrew. Dear Andrew
( ... )
When Fred said they needed to call the others, Giles nodded. “We will, love, but first you need to eat something. You haven’t ate since we were on the plane and that’s not healthy, regardless of being pregnant or not.” He glanced out the side window and saw a fast food place across the way. “I’ll get you something to eat and then we’ll ring the others
( ... )
While Rupert rubbed her stomach, Fred leaned against him, feeling herself finally beginning to settle down. She still felt a hole in heart from Andrew's death, but the tightness in her throat was finally beginning to loosen. She was thankful her husband was there and knew her so well
( ... )
Giles was finishing up his French fries, surprised at how hungry he really was, when Fred mentioned naming their daughter after Andrew. His throat tightened at the thought, and he suddenly realized that Andrew was gone. No longer would the younger man be there to keep him company while he was researching, or to tell him some corny joke
( ... )
Fred smiled wanly when Rupert agreed with her idea that they name the baby after Andrew in some way. She wanted to remember him in that way, having something that carried on his name when he couldn't.
When her husband stood up and walked over to help her up, she took his hand tightly in hers, leaning against him as he took her over to the bed. Once she was settled and he had slipped in beside her, she pressed against him, closing her eyes. Images from the night before played in her mind, reminding her how close it had been.
"I know," she whispered, trying to keep her voice from cracking. Reaching up, she rubbed her thumb gently across his cheek, wanting to wipe away his pain as well as his tears. "I'm still here, though. We're both still here."
Shifting slightly, she looked up at him for a moment before leaning up to kiss each of his tear tracks. Then she looked into his eyes and kissed him gently on the lips.
"I love you, Rupert," she told him softly. "I won't let anything separate us, ever. I promise."
Being there with Fred was all Giles wanted at the moment. He knew they needed to figure out what to do with Illyria, but he didn't want to be bothered by it. He wanted to remember Andrew for who he was, and for what he'd done. He didn't want to look at Illyria and see pieces of the young man who had saved his wife and unborn daughter. "I know, love," he murmured as his hand laid on her pregnant stomach
( ... )
Fred rested her hand over Rupert's on her stomach, looking at him for a moment before he got out his phone. When he suggested that she call Willow while he spoke to Xander, she nodded. For a moment, she watched him as he rolled off the bed, biting her lip before reaching for her own phone. She stared at it for a moment, then dialed Willow's home number
( ... )
While he was waiting for Fred to finish her call, Giles rang Spike and spoke to him for a few moments. The vampire told him Illyria had agreed to allow Spike to guide it. It was the best they could do because Giles knew there was no possible way he'd take Illyria back to England, even if it did look like Andrew. He told Spike he would call as soon as they got back to England and then rang off
( ... )
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When her husband stood up and walked over to help her up, she took his hand tightly in hers, leaning against him as he took her over to the bed. Once she was settled and he had slipped in beside her, she pressed against him, closing her eyes. Images from the night before played in her mind, reminding her how close it had been.
"I know," she whispered, trying to keep her voice from cracking. Reaching up, she rubbed her thumb gently across his cheek, wanting to wipe away his pain as well as his tears. "I'm still here, though. We're both still here."
Shifting slightly, she looked up at him for a moment before leaning up to kiss each of his tear tracks. Then she looked into his eyes and kissed him gently on the lips.
"I love you, Rupert," she told him softly. "I won't let anything separate us, ever. I promise."
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