As Rupert and Wesley explained that the clan that cursed Angel was still around and practicing in Romania, Fred listened, biting her lip anxiously. Could this really be what they were looking for? Because if they had to go to Romania, she would gladly go. Anything for Angel because she knew that beyond their own physical want to be together, the possibility of Angelus re-emerging was something that haunted Angel, especially after what had happened in Sunnydale. Rupert had forgiven him, but she knew that it still stayed with Angel
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Angel remembered the young gypsy girl Darla had brought for Angelus. Darla had lured her there with the promise of finding a beau to love and marry so it didn't surprise him when Wesley explained how the clan believed in love. It was the downfall of the girl, and countless others
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When Rupert and Wesley got up to leave, Fred knew that it was because Angel wanted to talk to her about this. She didn't care what it involved, though - if this was the way to lift the curse from Angel and let him live...unlive...be without the threat of Angelus coming out just because he had a moment of perfect happiness, then she was ready to do it. Angel had given her her life back, she wanted to do the same for him
( ... )
Looking into Fred's eyes, Angel knew she was determined to help him, no matter what. He wasn't going to argue with her because he knew he was going to lose. "Okay," he finally said. "We'll do the trial, but, if it gets too dangerous, then we're going to back out." Having the curse lifted would be like a dream to him but he wasn't going to risk Fred's life
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Even though she didn't want to think about giving up on the trial, she nodded when Angel said they would if it was too dangerous. She didn't want to lose him either...even if she knew that she'd lay her life on the line for him
( ... )
Angel couldn’t believe this was happening. Soon he could be able to make love to Fred completely. Angelus scared him more now, than he ever did before. He remembered the damaged his alter-ego did in Sunnydale, and how devastated Buffy had been. Angel knew he’d always have a place in his heart for the Slayer, but what he felt for Fred was much stronger, and he wanted to be with her without worrying about Angelus coming forth and hurting her
( ... )
Once Angel had gotten into the van, Fred took his hand and climbed in behind him, settling while Wesley closed the door. Already, she was very grateful that Lorne had insisted on finding the mattress for them because even with the blankets and pillows, it would have been very uncomfortable crossing country on the van's hard floor. She smiled as she cuddled up against Angel and rested her head in the crook of his shoulder. "I think that's sort of the idea - don't want any sunlight getting in at all because that would make this trip all for nothing
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The van started to move just as Fred was telling Angel he could tell her to shut up if she started to talk too much. Angel grinned at that and said, "I can find over ways to keep you quiet." He then leaned forward and softly kissed her. He knew she was right - they needed to get some sleep. Over the past few days they'd gotten used to staying up all night and sleeping all day in preparation for the type
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When Angel told her that he could find ways to keep her quiet, Fred found herself blushing something fierce, knowing the kind of ways he was talking about. It had become sort of a running joke in the office that Angel would kiss her whenever she started rambling on about something and lost the point, and when they were alone, the other ways he did so were so much more...intense
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Angel knew how much Fred liked it when he kissed her neck. Whenever she would start rambling about things, he would kiss her there and soon she was moaning, instead of talking. Of course, there were a few times when she acted like it was the worse thing ever - kind of like she was doing at the moment.
"You love me, and you love it when I tickle you," he murmured against her skin. He could smell her arousal and he growl before scraping his teeth over his neck. When the squirming became too much, he stopped and looked down at her. "I know you will, Fred." There were times when he wished he could keep her forever but he couldn't, and knew he couldn't be jealous.
Lying down beside her, Angel pulled her close to him. "Since you're done molesting me, we should get some sleep. Unless there's something else you want," he said as his hand slipped under her shirt. It snaked up and he lightly ran his fingers over her breasts. "I could probably stop and sleep if you don't want me to continue."
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"You love me, and you love it when I tickle you," he murmured against her skin. He could smell her arousal and he growl before scraping his teeth over his neck. When the squirming became too much, he stopped and looked down at her. "I know you will, Fred." There were times when he wished he could keep her forever but he couldn't, and knew he couldn't be jealous.
Lying down beside her, Angel pulled her close to him. "Since you're done molesting me, we should get some sleep. Unless there's something else you want," he said as his hand slipped under her shirt. It snaked up and he lightly ran his fingers over her breasts. "I could probably stop and sleep if you don't want me to continue."
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