Wes/Fred, Wes Drabbles - (All PG) - "We Are Weak"; "I Walk With Heroes"; "Unsurprising"
I Walk with Heroes
a drabble of about 100 words
Rated: G
Disclaimer: AtS belongs to Joss Whedon, et al.
Spoilers: “Hole in the World”
Summary: the cavemen win.
~~*~~
“The cavemen win. Of course they win…”
They’d been waiting to since Pylea, Wesley imagined. Why hadn’t he felt it then? That his finding her had been too good to be true; too good to last. Soon she would be lost - ever more than she had been before. If there was Fate, it had damned them both from the beginning.
“I walk with heroes…,” she’d said.
Wesley tread in their footsteps. And - more often than not - wielded the daggers that stabbed them in the back. It was ironic - he’d been so very harmless once.
He’d always heard that the world would end with not a scream, but a whisper.
His world ended on one, also.
“Why can’t I stay…”
[ end. ]
We Are Weak
a drabble of around 100 words
Rating: G
Disclaimer: AtS belongs to Joss Whedon, et al.
Spoilers: “Time Bomb”
Summary: the strong hold out for what they want; the weak settle for what they need. Wesley needs not to heal, lest he forget.
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“Your intent is not murder?”
“It never was.”
Such is the irony of his existence. No one he’s loved has escaped betrayal - through his faults, through his failures, one by one he’s betrayed them all.
“I‘m with him!”
She’d said it as if it had meant something.
Only those who can not trust do not find their trust misplaced in Wesley.
“You’re gonna stay with her, aren‘t you?”
Where else can he go?
Grief is not all there is to life. It is all Wesley can trust not to have taken from him. If he must cling to some constant… This will do.
[ end. ]
Unsurprising
by pari
Rating: G
Disclaimer: all props to Joss Whedon; no profit to me.
Spoilers: “Not Fade Away” and immediately before.
~[]~
“The first lesson a watcher learns is to separate truth from illusion. Because in the world of magics, it's the hardest thing to do… And since I don't actually intend to die tonight, I won't accept a lie.”
- Wesley, “Not Fade Away”
~[]~
Death is not as he’d expected.
It is better.
Every morning Wesley wakes to clean sheets and Fred’s smile. He and Fred watch the outside world through their kitchen windows over breakfast and conversation. There is only ever peace to be seen through the spotless glass, and Wesley never leaves bed before noon to see it.
He spends his day cuddling with Fred on the couch, or making love, instead. He supposes he should go and see their friends - who must all be around here, somewhere - but Fred only smiles when he suggests it.
Fred is always smiling.
Wesley spends his evenings seething. The perfection has begun to nettle. Something is wrong. Wesley is half expecting the screams that do not rend the silence, and the blood that doesn’t stain his clothes and hands.
And then they come for him, and it still isn’t right…
But at least he is unsurprised as the demons cut out his heart. Again.
~[ end. ]~
a drabble of about 100 words
Rated: G
Disclaimer: AtS belongs to Joss Whedon, et al.
Spoilers: “Hole in the World”
Summary: the cavemen win.
~~*~~
“The cavemen win. Of course they win…”
They’d been waiting to since Pylea, Wesley imagined. Why hadn’t he felt it then? That his finding her had been too good to be true; too good to last. Soon she would be lost - ever more than she had been before. If there was Fate, it had damned them both from the beginning.
“I walk with heroes…,” she’d said.
Wesley tread in their footsteps. And - more often than not - wielded the daggers that stabbed them in the back. It was ironic - he’d been so very harmless once.
He’d always heard that the world would end with not a scream, but a whisper.
His world ended on one, also.
“Why can’t I stay…”
[ end. ]
We Are Weak
a drabble of around 100 words
Rating: G
Disclaimer: AtS belongs to Joss Whedon, et al.
Spoilers: “Time Bomb”
Summary: the strong hold out for what they want; the weak settle for what they need. Wesley needs not to heal, lest he forget.
~~*~~
“Your intent is not murder?”
“It never was.”
Such is the irony of his existence. No one he’s loved has escaped betrayal - through his faults, through his failures, one by one he’s betrayed them all.
“I‘m with him!”
She’d said it as if it had meant something.
Only those who can not trust do not find their trust misplaced in Wesley.
“You’re gonna stay with her, aren‘t you?”
Where else can he go?
Grief is not all there is to life. It is all Wesley can trust not to have taken from him. If he must cling to some constant… This will do.
[ end. ]
Unsurprising
by pari
Rating: G
Disclaimer: all props to Joss Whedon; no profit to me.
Spoilers: “Not Fade Away” and immediately before.
~[]~
“The first lesson a watcher learns is to separate truth from illusion. Because in the world of magics, it's the hardest thing to do… And since I don't actually intend to die tonight, I won't accept a lie.”
- Wesley, “Not Fade Away”
~[]~
Death is not as he’d expected.
It is better.
Every morning Wesley wakes to clean sheets and Fred’s smile. He and Fred watch the outside world through their kitchen windows over breakfast and conversation. There is only ever peace to be seen through the spotless glass, and Wesley never leaves bed before noon to see it.
He spends his day cuddling with Fred on the couch, or making love, instead. He supposes he should go and see their friends - who must all be around here, somewhere - but Fred only smiles when he suggests it.
Fred is always smiling.
Wesley spends his evenings seething. The perfection has begun to nettle. Something is wrong. Wesley is half expecting the screams that do not rend the silence, and the blood that doesn’t stain his clothes and hands.
And then they come for him, and it still isn’t right…
But at least he is unsurprised as the demons cut out his heart. Again.
~[ end. ]~