Author's Notes: So, I decided to do the 10 song 10 stories challenge. Rules are simple. Pick a pairing or fandom, put your music player on shuffle and write around that song. You can only do it for the length of the song, though. If you do it, good luck!

Disclaimer: Yadda yadda. Don't own. You know the drill. THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH VAUGHN AND GWEN'S DEVELOPMENT. THIS IS COMPLETELY SEPARATE FROM IT.


He watched her from the bar as she danced around the room. It was strange to see her like this. Dolled up with her hair down and a skirt that came to the middle of her thigh. Vaughn felt a surge of emotions go through him. Lust, want, adoration, love. These were all the things he never felt for her before. Now, seeing the woman she could be, he felt them all at once. Gwen was a person no one wanted to mess with or take for granted. Yet he did. He could never imagine Gwen has a girl or as a person to spend his life with, regardless of how long it was. Here she was, though, proving him wrong.

"You're surely paying her close attention," Denny pointed out. When Vaughn looked over at him, he could see his grin was from ear to ear. The little bird on his shoulder ruffled his feathers. It was almost as if he was agreeing with his owner.

"Mm... Nothin' special about that."

"I beg to differ."

Neither admitting or denying it, the cowboy drained the rest of his drink and placed it down on the bar. He was moving on pure emotions now. He couldn't explain him being attracted to Gwen right now. Something told him that maybe this love could save him from hell. Maybe she was what he needed in his life. Vaughn was halfway to Gwen when their eyes locked. He felt a jolt of electricity going through him. He wasn't the only one with these feelings. All they had to do now was act on them.

Vaughn muscled his way through the crowd until he finally reached her, able to join her in dance. Gwen grinned at him. "Didn't think you were a dancer."

"I could say the same 'bout you."

She snorted. "Not going to deny that."

Vaughn rested his head against hers as they swayed. The music kept playing and the others just seemed to disappear from around them. They were lost in their own little world. He didn't care if they kept dancing all night. He was with Gwen. That's what mattered and he was sure that she felt the same as well.