Looking over at Fred when she put on his shirt, he smiled at her remark that she would have to keep it. "Actually, I think you should keep it just because it looks much better on you than it does on me
( ... )
Fred hung on as Wesley fixed up his jeep so they wouldn't have to sit in the demon and sewer slime. She got in and gagged a little from the smell. Once Wesley had the jeep started, she rolled down the window and took in a few breaths of fresh air. "I will because it smells in here," she said, making a face
( ... )
"Fred, are you sure...?" He stood by the Jeep for a moment, watching as she made her way across the pavement and up the walkway to the hotel before he could go over to help her out. Then he looked over at his vehicle and sighed, perhaps he should take it to be cleaned before he took Fred anywhere else
( ... )
Fred listened to Angel talk and shook her head. None of this sounded right, especially when he said Wolfram and Hart was taking care of Cordy and Connor. And how was it that Connor got a 'new life'? She looked over at Wesley when he asked his question and then she looked at Angel. When he said soon, Fred sighed and shook her head
( ... )
Wesley had wanted to tell Angel no when he asked them again to come work at Wolfram and Hart. But Fred beat him to it, and at the sight of the tears in her eyes, he wanted to reach out and pull her to him, let her know that it was all right, that he refused to leave her.
But before he could say anything, she told him that she was going to go pack so she could stay with him for a while, then left the room. He watched her go before turning to Angel.
"Wes--."
"Don't, Angel," he told him. "Don't. Fred's right. This isn't right. This is Wolfram and Hart, the place we've spent years fighting against. The place, if you remember, spent quite a bit of time trying to either hurt, kidnap or kill Cordelia. And now you're trusting her and Connor to them
( ... )
When Fred got to her room, she wanted to slam her door shut. She also wanted to scream and throw things around. How could Angel do this to all of them? How could he walk away from the real fight? She knew he was sure being at Wolfram and Hart was the right thing for them to do but Fred knew better. The firm had a way of pulling people in
( ... )
Seeing the tears welling up in Fred's eyes, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close, not wanting to allow her to stay here any more than she did. Something had changed in their friends downstairs. Something profound, he could tell. And he didn't like it one bit
( ... )
Fred pressed herself against Wesley, knowing he was all she really had left now. Lorne, Angel, and Gunn were all leaving for the firm, and Cordy was in some hospital being taken care of by their enemies. So when Wesley said he didn’t want to be there either and suggested they leave while he got his Jeep cleaned, she nodded.
She quietly sat there as he made his phone call. Looking over at her stuff, she got up and quickly finished packing before going to her closet door. “I have to put the stuff in it,” she told Wesley with a slight blush. “It’s kinda rigged because I didn’t want people in my stuff...old habit I guess.” She carefully unlocked it and loosened a wire no one else would’ve seen.
“It can cut your hand off,” Fred said, her blush growing. Once she had the door open, she placed her stuff inside before setting the wire again. She then locked the door and looked over at Wesley. “You probably think I’m weird, don’t you?”
The service was more than happy to come by and pick up the Jeep for a cleaning as well as go over to the flat to get rid of the clothes and make sure the bathroom was decontaminated. Considering what they charged, of course they would be. Once Wesley had set up the magic password with them to allow them access to the flat and the vehicle, he hung up the phone and looked over at Fred, seeing that she had finished her packing
( ... )
Fred blushed and shook her head, "It's nothin' really. I just did it so people wouldn't get in my stuff when Jasmine was here because they were crawlin' all over the place," she said as she blushed and shrugged her shoulders. When he kissed her, Fred pressed herself against him, almost wanting more. Then he reminded her they were going out to have something to eat.
Taking his hand, Fred went downstairs with him and looked at the papers in the folder. The hotel would be there soon. She smiled a little and took the papers from his hand. "I'll put them away for you," she said, running up the stairs and placing the papers in the closet with the rest of her things. Fred then came back down and took Wesley's hand.
"Bye, Lorne," she said, looking over him.
"Goodbye, Fred," he quietly said. "And, hey, about time you two."
Fred smiled and led Wesley out of the hotel and out to the front sidewalk. "There's a diner about four blocks away from here. They have the best breakfast burritos I've ever had," she said, tugging on Wesley's
While Fred hurried upstairs to lock up the papers for the time being, Wesley glanced over at Lorne. He wasn't sure what to say to the demon, especially since he knew that in a way, they were saying goodbye
( ... )
Fred slid into the booth and sat close to Wesley. "They are. Just don't get the ones with the hot peppers on them or you'll have a stomachache for the rest of the day," she said as she remembered when she had made that mistake. She read the menu and her eyes lit up. "Waffle boats! They are so good. Waffles made to look like boats and they're filled with whipped cream and strawberries
( ... )
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But before he could say anything, she told him that she was going to go pack so she could stay with him for a while, then left the room. He watched her go before turning to Angel.
"Wes--."
"Don't, Angel," he told him. "Don't. Fred's right. This isn't right. This is Wolfram and Hart, the place we've spent years fighting against. The place, if you remember, spent quite a bit of time trying to either hurt, kidnap or kill Cordelia. And now you're trusting her and Connor to them ( ... )
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She quietly sat there as he made his phone call. Looking over at her stuff, she got up and quickly finished packing before going to her closet door. “I have to put the stuff in it,” she told Wesley with a slight blush. “It’s kinda rigged because I didn’t want people in my stuff...old habit I guess.” She carefully unlocked it and loosened a wire no one else would’ve seen.
“It can cut your hand off,” Fred said, her blush growing. Once she had the door open, she placed her stuff inside before setting the wire again. She then locked the door and looked over at Wesley. “You probably think I’m weird, don’t you?”
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Taking his hand, Fred went downstairs with him and looked at the papers in the folder. The hotel would be there soon. She smiled a little and took the papers from his hand. "I'll put them away for you," she said, running up the stairs and placing the papers in the closet with the rest of her things. Fred then came back down and took Wesley's hand.
"Bye, Lorne," she said, looking over him.
"Goodbye, Fred," he quietly said. "And, hey, about time you two."
Fred smiled and led Wesley out of the hotel and out to the front sidewalk. "There's a diner about four blocks away from here. They have the best breakfast burritos I've ever had," she said, tugging on Wesley's
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