An Old Ally
Fred speaks to Wesley and asks him to come back. No one knows she went, and she doesn't return. Wesley finds and helps her. He contacts AI. Will the gang forgive him or brush him away again?
Hyperion: Angel is at his desk reading through old case files. Fred is helping to organize them. Cordy and Groo are still trying to get the pentagram off the floor.
"Okay, this one goes under H's" Angel stated as he passed Fred the folder.
"But his last name is Xenoligraph" she said as she read the label.
"Yes, but he was a Hendrix demon" he explained.
"Oh" she said plainly sticking it with the H pile.
"Okay, we're almost done" Angel said picking up another pile and plopping then on his desk.
"Well, actually, we still have 3 more piles and then we have to put them in alphabetical order and then by category and…" Fred mumbled until Angel interrupted her.
"Fred! I know, I know," he said picking up another file.
In the lobby.
"Man, this stuff will just never come out" Cordy said.
"Oh, I'm sorry, my princess" Groo said.
"Oh, it's not your fault, let's just take a break for now" Cordy said.
Suddenly Gunn came in.
"Hey" he greeted.
"Hey" Cordy said standing up and picking up a bucket of water.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"Oh, well Groo and I have been scrubbing for about an hour and Fred and Angel are organizing case files," Cordy explained.
"Oh, okay, just checking in" he said as he walked to the office. He enters and greets Angel and Fred.
"Hey" he said closing the door.
"Oh, Charles, hi" Fred greeted looking up.
"What are you guys doing?" he asked.
"Oh, just organizing files, we're almost done" she explained.
"Oh, well I was just wondering if you wanted to go out for lunch?" he asked. Fred looked to Angel.
"Go ahead" he said taking folders from Fred.
"Thank you" she said as they left.
Later that day, when they came back, Angel was still in the office.
"Oh, poor Angel" Fred said. "He's still working," she stated as they walked into the lobby.
"Well, we shouldn't bother him" Gunn suggested.
"Yeah, okay" Fred agreed as they sat at the front desk.
Angel came out as the sun was setting.
"Oh, hey guys" he said grabbing a few weapons.
"Hey" Fred said looking up.
"I'm going to patrol," he explained.
"I'll go with you" Gunn said.
"Thanks" Angel replied.
"Okay, bye" Fred said kissing Gunn goodbye.
A few minutes after they left, Fred grabbed her coat and headed out the back. She walked to the Wesley's apartment and decided to talk to him.
As she reached his door, she caught her breath and knocked lightly.
"Wesley" she called.
"Who is it?" Wesley asked a little surprised.
"It's me, Fred," she said. She waited as Wesley walked to the door and opened it.
"Hi" she said.
"Hello" he replied.
"Wes, we need to talk," she said.
"Okay" he said opening the door more so she could enter.
"Okay, um, I've been thinking, a lot, actually, and what I said before was unfair and false" she explained. "Wes, we need you back, the place is falling apart" she said. Wesley shook his head.
"No, no Fred. I can't I just can't" he said.
"But you need to, you have to. I know things are rough right now, but we can't do this with out you" she begged.
"Fred, Angel will never forgive me," he said. "Even if he knew what really happened, he will never forgive me," he explained.
"Wesley, please come back, for me," she said.
"Fred, give him some time and then we'll see what happens," he said.
"Okay. Well, bye" she said as she walked out.
She walked down the stairs to the street and decided to walk through the park. As she walked, she thought she heard someone behind her. She stopped and turned around very slowly. As she turned someone grabbed her. There were a few men surrounding her. The men hit her and shoved her to the ground. They punched her on the ground and she screamed in pain.
"AH! Stop it! Get away!" she yelled.
One man straddled her and beat her face and stomach. He ripped her skirt and spread her legs. Fred cried and kneed the man in the head. She turned to run, but another man hit her to the ground and she screamed again.
*****
Wesley heard a woman screaming and ran outside.
*****
The men began kicking Fred in the stomach, as she lay sprawled on the ground, barely moving. Wesley came out and saw them.
"Hey" he yelled as he ran over. The men kicked Fred a few more times and ran away.
Wesley cautiously approached the woman, not knowing it was Fred. Her hair covered her face and she began to move ever so slowly.
"Miss" Wesley called as he knelt next to Fred.
"We-Wesley" Fred stuttered.
"Fred?" Wesley asked horrified.
"Please, h-help me" she begged. Wesley slowly rolled her onto her back. Her face and arms we bruised and bleeding. He noticed her skirt was ripped.
"Oh God, what did they do?" he said brushing hair from her face. She flinched from the touch. She curled into a ball and drew in her knees. Wesley scooped her up and carried her into his apartment. He gently placed her down on the couch.
Fred whimpered in pain and clutched her side, where the men kicked her.
"Fred?" Wesley asked. "I am going to get some bandages and ointment" he explained. She nodded.
He came back with a first aid kit and sat on the coffee table next to the couch. He put a bandage to her head, where it was bleeding. She winced and he stopped. He placed ointment on her cuts and put ice on the bruises. When he was finished, he laid a blanket over her as she rested.
"Fred, I need to call Gunn," he said. Fred suddenly sat up.
"No, no, he'll get mad that I came to see you with out telling him and he'll say it was my fault" she said worried.
"No, he won't, he'll understand and he needs to know what happened to you" he said. She nodded and he headed to the phone. He dialed fro Angel Investigations.
"Angel Investi- oh hi" Lorne answered.
"Lorne, we have a little problem. Fred has been hurt," he explained.
"Oh, is she okay?" he asked concerned.
"I think she will be, but is Gunn there?" he asked.
"Yeah, hold on a sec" he said. "Gunn, it's Wesley. It seems Fred has been hurt" he explained handing him the phone.
"What?" he said a little angrily. "Wes, hi, is she okay" she said worried.
"She is okay, for now. She's here at my lace," he explained.
"What happened?" Gunn asked.
"Umm, a group of men in the park, roughed her up pretty badly" he said.
"Oh God" he said. "I'll be right there," he said hanging up the phone and running out the door.
Gunn sped down the streets to Wesley's apartment. He rushed in and saw Fred on the couch.
"Fred, baby? You okay?" he asked kneeling next to her.
"Charles" she called as she looked to him.
"Yeah, it's me" he said holding her hand.
"Oh, Charles" she said as she sat up a bit and hugged him. He held her tight and rubbed her back.
"Shh, you'll be okay" he said.
"I was so scared and I didn't know what was happening," she said as she held Gunn.
"I know, it'll be okay" Gunn kept reassuring her. Wesley stood by and watched. He saw how much Gunn really cared for Fred and how much she trusted and depended on him.
To be continued.
Fred speaks to Wesley and asks him to come back. No one knows she went, and she doesn't return. Wesley finds and helps her. He contacts AI. Will the gang forgive him or brush him away again?
Hyperion: Angel is at his desk reading through old case files. Fred is helping to organize them. Cordy and Groo are still trying to get the pentagram off the floor.
"Okay, this one goes under H's" Angel stated as he passed Fred the folder.
"But his last name is Xenoligraph" she said as she read the label.
"Yes, but he was a Hendrix demon" he explained.
"Oh" she said plainly sticking it with the H pile.
"Okay, we're almost done" Angel said picking up another pile and plopping then on his desk.
"Well, actually, we still have 3 more piles and then we have to put them in alphabetical order and then by category and…" Fred mumbled until Angel interrupted her.
"Fred! I know, I know," he said picking up another file.
In the lobby.
"Man, this stuff will just never come out" Cordy said.
"Oh, I'm sorry, my princess" Groo said.
"Oh, it's not your fault, let's just take a break for now" Cordy said.
Suddenly Gunn came in.
"Hey" he greeted.
"Hey" Cordy said standing up and picking up a bucket of water.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"Oh, well Groo and I have been scrubbing for about an hour and Fred and Angel are organizing case files," Cordy explained.
"Oh, okay, just checking in" he said as he walked to the office. He enters and greets Angel and Fred.
"Hey" he said closing the door.
"Oh, Charles, hi" Fred greeted looking up.
"What are you guys doing?" he asked.
"Oh, just organizing files, we're almost done" she explained.
"Oh, well I was just wondering if you wanted to go out for lunch?" he asked. Fred looked to Angel.
"Go ahead" he said taking folders from Fred.
"Thank you" she said as they left.
Later that day, when they came back, Angel was still in the office.
"Oh, poor Angel" Fred said. "He's still working," she stated as they walked into the lobby.
"Well, we shouldn't bother him" Gunn suggested.
"Yeah, okay" Fred agreed as they sat at the front desk.
Angel came out as the sun was setting.
"Oh, hey guys" he said grabbing a few weapons.
"Hey" Fred said looking up.
"I'm going to patrol," he explained.
"I'll go with you" Gunn said.
"Thanks" Angel replied.
"Okay, bye" Fred said kissing Gunn goodbye.
A few minutes after they left, Fred grabbed her coat and headed out the back. She walked to the Wesley's apartment and decided to talk to him.
As she reached his door, she caught her breath and knocked lightly.
"Wesley" she called.
"Who is it?" Wesley asked a little surprised.
"It's me, Fred," she said. She waited as Wesley walked to the door and opened it.
"Hi" she said.
"Hello" he replied.
"Wes, we need to talk," she said.
"Okay" he said opening the door more so she could enter.
"Okay, um, I've been thinking, a lot, actually, and what I said before was unfair and false" she explained. "Wes, we need you back, the place is falling apart" she said. Wesley shook his head.
"No, no Fred. I can't I just can't" he said.
"But you need to, you have to. I know things are rough right now, but we can't do this with out you" she begged.
"Fred, Angel will never forgive me," he said. "Even if he knew what really happened, he will never forgive me," he explained.
"Wesley, please come back, for me," she said.
"Fred, give him some time and then we'll see what happens," he said.
"Okay. Well, bye" she said as she walked out.
She walked down the stairs to the street and decided to walk through the park. As she walked, she thought she heard someone behind her. She stopped and turned around very slowly. As she turned someone grabbed her. There were a few men surrounding her. The men hit her and shoved her to the ground. They punched her on the ground and she screamed in pain.
"AH! Stop it! Get away!" she yelled.
One man straddled her and beat her face and stomach. He ripped her skirt and spread her legs. Fred cried and kneed the man in the head. She turned to run, but another man hit her to the ground and she screamed again.
*****
Wesley heard a woman screaming and ran outside.
*****
The men began kicking Fred in the stomach, as she lay sprawled on the ground, barely moving. Wesley came out and saw them.
"Hey" he yelled as he ran over. The men kicked Fred a few more times and ran away.
Wesley cautiously approached the woman, not knowing it was Fred. Her hair covered her face and she began to move ever so slowly.
"Miss" Wesley called as he knelt next to Fred.
"We-Wesley" Fred stuttered.
"Fred?" Wesley asked horrified.
"Please, h-help me" she begged. Wesley slowly rolled her onto her back. Her face and arms we bruised and bleeding. He noticed her skirt was ripped.
"Oh God, what did they do?" he said brushing hair from her face. She flinched from the touch. She curled into a ball and drew in her knees. Wesley scooped her up and carried her into his apartment. He gently placed her down on the couch.
Fred whimpered in pain and clutched her side, where the men kicked her.
"Fred?" Wesley asked. "I am going to get some bandages and ointment" he explained. She nodded.
He came back with a first aid kit and sat on the coffee table next to the couch. He put a bandage to her head, where it was bleeding. She winced and he stopped. He placed ointment on her cuts and put ice on the bruises. When he was finished, he laid a blanket over her as she rested.
"Fred, I need to call Gunn," he said. Fred suddenly sat up.
"No, no, he'll get mad that I came to see you with out telling him and he'll say it was my fault" she said worried.
"No, he won't, he'll understand and he needs to know what happened to you" he said. She nodded and he headed to the phone. He dialed fro Angel Investigations.
"Angel Investi- oh hi" Lorne answered.
"Lorne, we have a little problem. Fred has been hurt," he explained.
"Oh, is she okay?" he asked concerned.
"I think she will be, but is Gunn there?" he asked.
"Yeah, hold on a sec" he said. "Gunn, it's Wesley. It seems Fred has been hurt" he explained handing him the phone.
"What?" he said a little angrily. "Wes, hi, is she okay" she said worried.
"She is okay, for now. She's here at my lace," he explained.
"What happened?" Gunn asked.
"Umm, a group of men in the park, roughed her up pretty badly" he said.
"Oh God" he said. "I'll be right there," he said hanging up the phone and running out the door.
Gunn sped down the streets to Wesley's apartment. He rushed in and saw Fred on the couch.
"Fred, baby? You okay?" he asked kneeling next to her.
"Charles" she called as she looked to him.
"Yeah, it's me" he said holding her hand.
"Oh, Charles" she said as she sat up a bit and hugged him. He held her tight and rubbed her back.
"Shh, you'll be okay" he said.
"I was so scared and I didn't know what was happening," she said as she held Gunn.
"I know, it'll be okay" Gunn kept reassuring her. Wesley stood by and watched. He saw how much Gunn really cared for Fred and how much she trusted and depended on him.
To be continued.