Authors Note: This quote has been running throw my head all week. Also, the quotes in () corresponds with the part ABOVE it, not below. Told in both in Fred and Wes's perspective.

Disclaimer: Darling, I know it's cold but I think we have to walk." Is from a Bright Eyes song and is not owned by me. Nor is Angel or any of it's associations.

Warning: Spoilers for Season 5, some angst and Fresley!(:

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Wesley

A savior, a lover, a friend, someone I can rely on. Someone's who's never abandoned me.

why

Why must we go through this? You, Angel, Spike, Cordelia, Lorne, Charles, all of us. What do we do to deserve the powers wrath? Such good intentions.

can't

It's getting harder now. I'm not in my body but i'm not out of my body. Can't breathe, can't move. Can't give up.

I

Me, Myself, Fred, the sweet southern girl you all love, i'm turning darker, it hurts to be pure, innocent. I spent my whole life being that but they don't want me to be that anymore.

stay

Stay pure. Inncoent. Whole. Happy. Stay with you. Stay here, exactly where you want me to be. Stay with you because I love you - I love you all - more then anything. And, if I die, then was it real? Did it happen? Or am I just some girl alone in a cave scribbiling notes that don't make sense.

Wesley, I want to stay with you. I want to stay whole and pure and innocent with you. I am not the damsel in distress. I will not stop fighting to be here. But i'm so cold. And so tired. And my voice is raw. My limbs ache.

I want to stay yours.

You wouldn't want me to suffer.

I can't stay here.

(Wesley, why can't I stay?)

He eyed the girl on the bed. Just briefly before succumbing to tears. Whole, pure, innocent, his. And now nothing. A harsh rigid landscape.

He wanted her to stay. And a few days later, through a drunken haze, it'll make perfect clarity to him. He wanted her to stay, but not while she was in pain.

(It's gonna be okay. It won't hurt much longer and then you'll be where I am. We'll be together.)

He hesitates when he sees her. They can't be together, he reasons, not with all the wrongs he's committed viewed against how remarkable she was. But her smiles there. Bright, innocent and carefree. It's not a tragic illusion painted on anymore. It's the real thing.

He grasps her hand tightly, refusing to let go of the warmth he missed while he was drowning in ice.

Their lips touch briefly and he knows that she is his and he is hers.

(I love you.) (I love you.)

Darling, I know it's cold but I think we have to walk.

I am real and I am here. I waited for you and I told you we would be together. No more pain, no more suffering. No more leaving.

I'll stay forever.

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