|A little love in Lineage
Author: WinifredBrennan PM
Set during Season 5 of Angel. Fred is blind to the ways of love & the many suitors intent on wooing her. Spike adds some dating advice, that makes 3. Knox, Wesley, Spike Did I mention Wesley's father appears? Cannon. Fresley. During the episode LineageRated: Fiction T - English - Supernatural/Romance - Fred B. & Wesley W.P. - Chapters: 4 - Words: 3,578 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 10-03-10 - Published: 09-09-10 - Status: Complete - id: 6312068
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Chapter: 4 - At Last
Universe: Angel, Season 5. Cannon.
Episodic Timeline: Lineage
A/N: Last Chapter. Yay?
Wesley glanced at his father's fallen body, dropping the gun. He stumbled behind a roof vent and threw up. Fred looked on, worried. Wesley stood and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. Suddenly, electricity sparked around his father's body, it shimmered and faded into a cyborg. Wesley stared down, in complete disbelief.
After a short chat with Angel and Spike, Wesley retreated to his office, shuffling through some papers, absently. Fred quietly appeared in the doorway.
Wesley glanced up at her as she entered.
Fred stood awkwardly, glancing anywhere but at Wesley's eyes.
"Part of you knew, even if you can't admit it to yourself. Part of you knew it wasn't him." She said reassuringly.
Wesley shook his head. "No, I was sure it was him. You were there. I killed my father."
Fred stepped forward. "He was threatening your friends."
Wesley caught her gaze, and replied very evenly. "He was threatening you. He pointed a gun at you, Fred... so I shot him."
His gaze never wavered from hers.
Fred's face flickered through a myriad of emotions, before settling on slightly startled. "Wesley, I..."
Just then, Knox appeared in the doorway. "Oh, sorry to... interrupt. I... but... Fred, you're injured. I know we're supposed to work ourselves to death and all, but I'm guessing that the firm isn't enforcing that rule as strictly as it used you. And I thought I was gonna take you home..."
Fred glanced between Knox and Wesley. "Um, well, I... Wesley and I were just..."
"Go. You should go..." Wesley said softly, no conviction in his voice whatsoever.
Fred glanced between the two men, clearly torn. Knox made a "c'mon" gesture, but Fred stayed put. She shook her head. "I'm staying."
Both Knox and Wesley gaped at her. But Wesley wasn't about to insist on anything.
"Well, if you're sure..." Knox said, waiting for her to change her mind.
Fred turned to him and nodded. "I'm sure. See you tomorrow, Knox."
He shrugged and turned away, clearly disappointed. "Alright. See you later, boss." He shut the door behind him.
Fred walked across the office until all that was between her and Wesley was his desk.
It was hard for him to believe she had chosen to stay. That after all this time there could possibly be something... But no, he wouldn't get his hopes up.
"Fred..." Wesley began, not quite sure what to say.
Fred smiled slightly. "I hope it's alright that I..."
Wesley interrupted. "Of course." He returned her smile. She stepped around the desk, pausing just in front of him, waiting patiently. But maybe he had changed too much, given up hope that she could actually want-... Wesley stepped closer toward her and pulled her into a gentle kiss. She sighed in pleasure, placing her good hand on his shoulders and deepening the kiss. He groaned softly. Finally, finally, she was his. After waiting for so long.
Fred pulled back first, cheeks flushed. Wesley beamed at her.
"It's been awhile." She said softly. "You remember when, well, the last time we kissed?" Fred asked.
Wesley smiled. "How could I forget? It was..."
"Passionate." Fred finished, remember how he had kissed her hungrily, such longing in his eyes and she had yielded completely, at least for a while. "Well, I think it could use some practice." She hinted.
Wesley nodded, pulling her into his arms, carefully so as not to bump her bad arm. He kissed her again, this time more forcefully, holding her close, there was definitely tongue contact.
"Mmm." Fred stepped back, smiling. "It's late." She said, appearing apologetic.
"Of course, would you like me to take you home?" Wesley offered.
Fred shook her head, and reached down to entwine her fingers with his. Wesley, shocked beyond belief, understood completely, but had to be sure, "Are you... you want to come home with me?"
Fred nodded. "Yes."
Wesley kissed her again, in a moment of pure happiness.
They left his office hand-in-hand. Their future together just beginning.
A/N: The End. Too cheesy? I dunno it felt a bit cheesy to me, but it was either that or y'know M rated, which I wanted to shy away from this time. Reviews are loved : )