Wounded

Chapter 2

Hyperion, Fred is holding Wesley in her arms and Gunn by her side. Angel was not in sight.

"Okay, lay down on the ground" Gunn instructed.

"What do I do?" Fred asked.

"Give him mouth to mouth" Gunn said looking up to see tears in Fred's eyes. "You have to" Gunn said.

Fred laid Wesley down on the ground, on his back. She opened his mouth and placed hers over his and blew oxygen into him. She performed CPR a few times, until Wesley started to cough and sit up. His vision was blurry and he couldn't see very well at all. He saw Fred hovering over him and then he could see Gunn next to her. His eyes shot open and he began to get up. He moved away from Gunn.

"Gunn, I didn't mean to, please," Wesley said backing away from him.

Gunn stood up and started to walk towards him. Fred kept her eyes on them.

"I know man. I know it was an accident and I'm sorry. We almost lost you" Gunn said putting his head down.

"Gunn, it's okay, I'm fine" Wesley said starring at his friend and then to Fred.

"I explained to him, that it was only an accident," Fred said. Wesley stared at her.

"Fred? Are you okay?" Wesley asked walking over to her and kneeling down.

"Yeah I should be fine I had to yell a little, so my side hurts" Fred said looking over at Gunn, "but nothing serious" she finished.

Gunn turned to them and knelt next to Fred and hugged her. She turned to face him and hugged him back.

"I'm so sorry, baby," Gunn whispered to Fred.

"I know, so am I" Fred whispered to Gunn.

They pulled apart and Gunn helped Fred up.

"How did you guys get out of the hospital?" Gunn asked looking at Cordy.

"Well, we kind of had to sneak out" Cordy admitted.

"Oh, can she stay here now or..?" Gunn asked.

"Well, I suppose she should, don't want to get in trouble with the hospital" Wesley said.

"Yeah, I'll help you up to your room okay?" Gunn said.

"Yeah" Fred said leaning into Gunn.

Gunn and Fred headed up the stairs and Wesley watched as they entered her room. Gunn helped her to her bed and let her lie down. He lied down next to her and pulled her close to his body. She rested her head on his chest and tried to fall asleep.

In the middle of their sleep, Fred awoke, out of breath and sweating. She looked around and found her self next to Gunn in her room.

"It was just a bad dream, that all" she whispered.

Gunn felt her absence and sat up to find her sweating and panting, trying to control herself.

"Fred? You okay, girl?" Gunn asked sitting up and rubbing her back. She gasped at his touch and turned to face him.

"Yeah, just a bad dream" Fred said trying to smile.

Gunn brushed his hand against her face.

"Fred you're sweating! You're burning up!" Gunn said getting out of bed.

He went around the bed and knelt in front of her.

"Hold on I'll be right back," Gunn said running to the bathroom. He grabbed a towel and wet it will clod water. He ran back out to Fred and placed on her face.

"There, this should cool you off a little" Gunn said starring at her.

"Yeah, it helps, but I can't breath well, I fee…I fell like I'm suffocating" Fred choked out breathing very heavily.

"You must be sick or something! This doesn't happen from a bad dream," Gunn said, standing.

"No, I don't want to leave, Charles" Fred pleaded.

"I'm going to get Wes and Angel, wait here" Gunn said heading out the door.

"No, I'm fine" Fred said trying to stand up. Gunn ran over to catch her.

"No, stay here, I'll be right back, baby" Gunn said running out. Gunn ran around the corner and down the stairs. He saw Wes and Angel at the front desk. He called out them and they looked up.

"Guys!" Gunn yells running to them. They stand and walk over.

"What? What's wrong?" Angel asked concerned.

"She, she just…" Gunn started.

"Calm down, what's wrong?" Wesley said.

"She woke up panting and sweating. She's burning up and can't breathe well! We need to help her but she doesn't want to go to the hospital" Gunn explained.

They all run up to her room. They don't find her on the bed and the bathroom door closed. Suddenly she opened the door, looking pale and sick. Wesley walks up to her and puts his hand on her forehead. He turns to Angel and Gunn.

"She has a fever," Wesley said.

Gunn and Wesley helped Fred to the bed and listened to her whimper. She tried to stand. Angel came over to help to. Fred looked up at them, with a look of terror on her face. Her knees gave in, Fred collapsed, her eyes rolled back and closed as she almost hit the ground. The three men went in to catch her and placed her on her bed. Angel grabbed the towel Gunn was using and wet it more. He handed it to Wesley. He placed on her face and forehead.

They took turns watching over her, waiting for her to wake up.

Gunn didn't know why she was like this and just wanted her to get better. As the day went on, she started to look better, but still had a fever. Wesley started researching and checked on her every so often, considering she saved his life and he almost killed her.

Gunn stared at Fred with a worried and concerned look on his face. Angel and Wes knew he was upset and mad he couldn't do anything about it. Suddenly Fred started to wake up and saw Gunn over her. She sat up and looked around, like she was unsure of where she was.

"Fred?" Gunn asked softly.

"Charles?" Fred asked.

"Yeah?" Gunn replied as Fred grabbed him and hugged him. He held her tight too and kissed her head.

"Oh, Charles, I was so lost" Fred said almost crying.

"Shh. You'll be okay now" Gunn reassured her.

Gunn held Fred for several moments. When they pulled apart, he kissed her and held her waist. They kissed for several more moments and then finally pulled apart. Fred lied down and Gunn pulled a blanket over her. He let her rest more and left her room. Wesley saw Gunn coming down the stairs.

"Is she okay?" Wesley asked.

"Yeah, she woke up, but she's resting now" Gunn replied.

"Oh okay" Wes said.

"I'm going out to get something to eat for her, soup or something, I'll be back" Gunn said walking out the doors.

Wesley watched him leave and then went up to check on Fred anyway. He entered her room to see her half asleep, crouched up in ball on the edge of her bed. He went in and hovered over her.

"I'm so sorry, Fred. For everything you've gone through" Wesley whispered. "I waited to long and you slipped through my fingers. When I saw you in your dress at the ballet, you looked so beautiful, I was going to tell you then, but I never was able to. I pictured you dancing on stage. So graceful, like an angel. I…I love you so much and I can only tell you when you're asleep. God, I hurt you so much and I didn't even mean to. I'm so sorry, Fred. I wish I could tell you how much I love you…sleep well Fred and be happy" Wesley whispered to Fred. Then he kissed her on the head and left the room. A few seconds later Fred sat up and turned to the door.

"Oh, Wesley" Fred whispered as she sat back and fell asleep.

To be continued.