She kicked open a room. "What is it with you humans and hiding? Don't you realize that I can smell you?" She sighed.

Fred slowed her breathing and looked around for something, anything to fight with. There was a screwdriver on the floor. Fred picked it up in her sweaty palm and held it tight.

"Listen to me for a minute. Imagine...you'll be able to live forever. You do what you please because no one will cross you. Mortal weapons can't kill you. You'll be so happy. All you have to do...is kill Angel." She kicked open another room.

Wiping a tear from her face, Fred remembered poor Wesley. It just wasn't fair. As soon as she'd started falling in love, he was violently ripped away from her. She had to live. She had to defend herself from this thing and kill it...for Wesley.

Cordelia stood outside the entrance to Caritas, looking out at the stars.

"How many?" Angel asked, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"Huh?" Cordelia looked at him. She blushed. "Oh. I don't know. Too many."

"You know..." Angel said, his tone calm and quiet. "I've been thinking."

"Oh boy."

"No really. About...us."

Cordy looked at him and raised a nervous eyebrow. "Us? Wha-What us? There is no us."

Angel looked down and swallowed. "There isn't?

"Not if...you don't want there to be." She replied.

He turned to her with a soft smile and placed a hand on her cheek. "But I do." He leaned in and kissed her gently.


The vampire smiled to herself, smelling Fred's fear coming nearer to her. "My name, dear child, is Garrowyn. I am the leader of an ancient clan of vampires which no longer exists on this mortal world. I am the last. I've come to re-generate the clan...starting with you. I would have taken your...friend, but he is of no importance to me."

Garrowyn kicked open another door and glared into the darkness. "Where are you, my sweet?"

Fred stood up and kicked open the door, screwdriver in hand. "Here, bitch." She stabbed the woman's neck, but missed. The screwdriver plowed into her shoulder.

"You stupid human!" Garrowyn cried out, tossing Fred to the end of the hallway. She landed at the top of the stairs with a groan. "Now, I will kill you."


Angel pulled back, looking into Cordelia's light brown eyes. She smiled and blushed. "Wow." She said.

"Wow? What a compliment." He grinned.

"Let's...walk." She said, taking his hand and leading the way towards the Hyperion.


Fred struggled to get up, groaning. She looked up just in time to see Garrowyn's foot connect with her chest, sending her rolling down the staircase. She hit every step on the way down, knocking her breath from her body. With a sickening thud, Fred reached the bottom of the staircase lying on her back.

She coughed, struggling to get her air back. Her breaths were short and irregular as she stared at the ceiling which would quite possibly be the last thing she'd ever see. She began a short silent prayer as Garrowyn made her way down the staircase, singing an incantation.

Fred opened her eyes to see the vampire standing over her body with a dagger, ready to strike. A tear fell from Fred's eye as she began to close them.

"I'm sorry, Wesley." She whispered.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the female vampire gasp and suddenly turn to dust. Turning her head, Fred realized what had happened. Wesley stood behind where the dust pile had begun to form with a battle ax. He sighed and dropped it. His face was bloody from both the cut from where the glass hit and another one in the center of his nose. He knelt down to Fred.

"Are you alright?" He asked, out of breath.

Fred nodded and sat up. She began to sob into his shoulder.

"What is it, Fred?" He asked, stroking her hair which had fallen out of place.

"Don't you ever leave me, Wesley. I thought you were dead...don't ever leave me again." She sniffled.

He held up a pair of glasses which had split in two. "The crack you heard?"

Fred sighed in relief, but cringed slightly. "I think my ribs are broken."

Wesley nodded and cupped her face in one hand. "I believe we were interrupted..." He leaned in and kissed her.

Fred kissed back, her tears mingling with his blood. She held him tightly as they sat on the floor together, finally at peace with each other. They'd finally gotten what they'd wished for.

Cordelia and Angel stood quietly in the doorway. They smiled at each other. "Should we disturb them?" Angel whispered.

"No." Cordy mouthed, walking back outside. "I don't think they'd notice anyway." She smiled.

"Well, then I'll have to find somewhere else to sleep." He stuffed his hands in his pockets.

"I...I've got a...um...bed." Cordelia smiled. "You can sleep there...if you promise that you won't touch."

Angel gave a scouts honor with a charming smile. "Deal."

The End!

Hehe...cheesyness. I love you all! I will have a new story up soon, if you'd like.
-AP