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This chapter will be in Wesley's POV since the morning after Angel's back and the day that Faith leaves. This is for the person who said that they wanted to know what Wes was thinking. Well here you go.
I woke up with a start. I was having that dream where Fred was lying in my arms with her head on my shoulder when I looked down and it was Faith instead of Fred. I don't know what bothers me more, the fact that it was Faith or that it felt so right. It was a rather mind boggling question. I sit up and realize that I stayed at the hotel last night and I slept in my clothes. I slowly rub my hand across my face trying to wake up. I need to shave.
I got up and walk to the door and walk downstairs. Fred should have gone to get doughnuts or tacos. I walk into the kitchen and Fred offers me a sprinkle, covered doughnut. She still doesn't know that I prefer the crème filled ones. Then it hits me Fred doesn't know me, at all. She was a nice kind girl who didn't know me at all. I had been too busy thinking that I was falling in love with her to realize that she was just a kind friend. That's all she would ever be to me now. I'm not the same man she met before. I shake my head as I finish the doughnut. I walked into the lobby of the hotel. I'm sitting here mesmerized as Faith walks down the stairs. She's so beautiful. Where did that come from? I could faintly hear Willow and Angel come into the room, they were laughing.
"Are you ready to go already? I thought you might want some breakfast or something. Or do you just want to get on the road?" Willow was babbling, strange Fred does that from time to time. Faith's face held a nonchalant look but her eyes betrayed how vulnerable she really was.
"I'd like some breakfast, then we can do the whole bondy thing on the ride there." Faith's Boston accent thickened, it usually does that when she's upset. I start to move to comfort her when Angel directs her to his office. He closed the door. I'm going to get some coffee.
By the time I got done with my coffee and came back into lobby, Faith and Angel were walking out of his office. Her eyes were red. If he made her cry…. She's asking a question now.
"So where's the breakfast food?" I walk over to her and point into the kitchen. She touches my arm slightly to move it out of the way. I felt a jolt of electricity where she touched my arm.
When she comes back out of the kitchen she's holding a jelly filled doughnut. I remember that she likes those.
"Faith, good luck."
I want to hug her but our relationship isn't quite that stable yet. I don't want her to go. I want her to stay. She gives me a small smile that makes me feel better. When Faith and Willow left the hotel I saw Faith out of the corner of my eye. She blew me a kiss. I think I'm going to be wearing a little smile all day.