A/N – Thanks to those who left the reviews. Enjoy...
-Coll
A Different Kind of Fred
By – Colleen "Coll" Forker18@aol.com
Teaser: Fred's been acting a little...well, un-Fred like.
Genre: Angel: The Series, Romance/Comedy/Action
Pairing: Gunn/Fred, Angel/Cordelia, some Wes/Faith
Rating: PG-13
Notes: You have to read "Letting the Bad in with the Good" & "The Prophecy." This fic goes along with them.
Distribution: Sure, why not, just ask!
Spoilers: OK, up until Waiting in the Wings. Let's just pretend that Groo never showed up in the end. Also, no Sahjan (More relative in "The Prophecy", but still). Couplet and everything after hasn't happened, at least in my world (not that it was bad, oh, I'm confusing myself!)
Special Thanks to: Rogue, who kept asking about this fic. Naughty Fred is for you Rogue! All the Forkers (Especially those @ the fanforum board! Love you guys!) and everyone @ FF.net for reviewing my fics!
Part 2
"Stop fighting! We have to figure this out before it duplicates," Angel shouted as he got in between Wesley and Gunn. "OK then, how do we kill it?" Wesley sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "Well, it's actually quite simple," he told them. ""All you have to do is str-" Bang! The demon rose, or at least one of them did, and punched Wesley in the jaw, sending him flying a few feet. "Oh, come on!" Faith exclaimed as she kicked the demon back.
That would have bought them some time, but the demon's duplicate rose and attacked. "A little help." She said as the demon's hands wrapped themselves around her neck. Angel grabbed the demon from behind, but the demon's twin grabbed him from behind. "Oh shit." He said as the other demon threw him into the bushes. Cordy ran over to Wesley and slapped him in the face, "Wesley! Wake up, damn it!"
She looked up, Gunn had joined in and they were...managing. "Come on!" she pleaded with Wesley's unconscious self. She looked around, trying to find someone who could help. "Fred." She whispered as she looked back to where Fred had remained. Cordy gasped, Fred was out too. "Wesley!" she slapped him again, hard. "Bloody hell!" he muttered. "Wes, how do they stop the demon?" she asked immediately. Wesley's eyes went wide as he saw the battle going on before him.
"Strike the heart." He said. "Stab him in the heart!" Cordy shouted. Just as Angel picked up his broadsword, Wesley shouted, "No! No, not stab...strike. The text was very clear on strike!" Angel cursed under his breath and threw the sword aside. "Faith, hold it!" Faith restrained the one demon, allowing Angel a clear shot to strike the demon's heart. He pulled back his fist and hit the demon's chest as hard as he could.
Once he made contact, the demon and Faith flew back. The demon was dead. "We still got one more!" Gunn shouted from a little bit away. The second demon had him pinned to the ground; ready to slash it's claws into Gunn. Angel threw the demon off Gunn. It landed on it's back and Angel moved quick, punching the demon's chest as hard as he could. It screeched once he made contact, and that was that. "Better late than never." Gunn muttered as Angel helped him to his feet.
"How about getting this freakin demon off of me dumb asses!" Faith shouted. Angel hurried over and met Wes. They both pulled the body off of Faith and stood around for a sec. "Can we cut off their heads after they're dead?" she asked Wes. Almost as soon as he nodded, Angel and Faith each had a sword and were taking care of it. "Where's Fred?" Gunn asked. He looked over to the bushed, Cordy was leaning over Fred. "Shit." He muttered as he ran over, Wesley was right behind him.
"What happened?" Gunn asked as he dropped to his knees. "I don't know," Cordy answered. "I think she just fainted...but I didn't see exactly." Gunn took Fred's face in his hands and leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Come on, Fred. Wake up, baby." She wasn't responding. "What happened?" Faith asked as her and Angel came over, both covered in goo. "We're not sure." Cordy answered.
Fred's eyes opened suddenly and they all gasped, then looked back at her relieved that she was OK. "What happened?" she asked as her brow furrowed. "We thought you could tell us," Gunn said as he ran his hand through her hair. "Do you remember anything? What happened?" Fred began to push herself up, but Gunn made sure she did this slowly. "I remember the demon..." she said slowly. Gunn could tell her mind was working overtime, trying to figure out what happened. "She probably fainted." Faith blurted out. She got a couple glares from the group for her lack of sensitivity.
"No...," she said after Faith spoke. "Something's...something's off. I, it...I feel..." They all waited for Fred to finish. She always had a tendency to drag things out, but she usually talked a lot more than she was now. "How do you feel?" Gunn finally asked. Then, as if a wave passed over her, her face changed. She sat straight, her face was set, and her eyes froze, as if Fred had stopped thinking all together. "I feel great."
***
Gunn kept glancing over at Fred during the ride back to the Hyperion. There was something about the way Fred just...felt better o suddenly. One minute, she was trying her hardest to remember anything that could tell them what happened; the next, she had just stopped. It bothered him, but he didn't show it. Fred looked physically well, and her safety was all that mattered to him.
"You know what?" Fred asked, bringing Gunn out of his thoughts. He turned and looked at her, waiting for her to continue. She let go of his hand and placed her hand on his thigh as she scooted closer to him. "I don't think we should head back just yet." She whispered into his ear in a very un-Fred tone. Her hand began to travel up his thigh and closer to his..."Whoa!" he called as his hand jerked the wheel a bit.
The truck swerved a bit as he took a hand off the wheel and grabbed Fred's. "What was that about?" he asked as he pulled his truck over and put it in park. "What do you mean?" she asked innocently. "Huh?" he asked with his mouth hung open a bit in shock. "I mean the sexy tone, the inappropriate grabbing, and you not acting like...you." "You think I can't be sexy?" she asked him with a sort of arrogance behind her tone. Gunn opened his mouth to speak, but Fred put her fingers to his lips. "Am I going to have to show you how bad I can be, Charles?"
Before he could say anything, Fred had maneuvered herself so that she was now straddling Gunn. She brought her lips down to his and kissed him in a way that she hadn't kissed him before. He gently pushed her away, so that she couldn't kiss him, and said, "This isn't how my girl acts." She stared back at him, her features softening a bit. "Maybe this is just...a new me. A different kind of me." She said as she kissed him again. His mind was screaming to stop her, but Fred soon pushed that to the back of his head as Fred's fingers pulled at his belt. Gunn kind of liked the new and different Fred.
-Coll
A Different Kind of Fred
By – Colleen "Coll" Forker18@aol.com
Teaser: Fred's been acting a little...well, un-Fred like.
Genre: Angel: The Series, Romance/Comedy/Action
Pairing: Gunn/Fred, Angel/Cordelia, some Wes/Faith
Rating: PG-13
Notes: You have to read "Letting the Bad in with the Good" & "The Prophecy." This fic goes along with them.
Distribution: Sure, why not, just ask!
Spoilers: OK, up until Waiting in the Wings. Let's just pretend that Groo never showed up in the end. Also, no Sahjan (More relative in "The Prophecy", but still). Couplet and everything after hasn't happened, at least in my world (not that it was bad, oh, I'm confusing myself!)
Special Thanks to: Rogue, who kept asking about this fic. Naughty Fred is for you Rogue! All the Forkers (Especially those @ the fanforum board! Love you guys!) and everyone @ FF.net for reviewing my fics!
Part 2
"Stop fighting! We have to figure this out before it duplicates," Angel shouted as he got in between Wesley and Gunn. "OK then, how do we kill it?" Wesley sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "Well, it's actually quite simple," he told them. ""All you have to do is str-" Bang! The demon rose, or at least one of them did, and punched Wesley in the jaw, sending him flying a few feet. "Oh, come on!" Faith exclaimed as she kicked the demon back.
That would have bought them some time, but the demon's duplicate rose and attacked. "A little help." She said as the demon's hands wrapped themselves around her neck. Angel grabbed the demon from behind, but the demon's twin grabbed him from behind. "Oh shit." He said as the other demon threw him into the bushes. Cordy ran over to Wesley and slapped him in the face, "Wesley! Wake up, damn it!"
She looked up, Gunn had joined in and they were...managing. "Come on!" she pleaded with Wesley's unconscious self. She looked around, trying to find someone who could help. "Fred." She whispered as she looked back to where Fred had remained. Cordy gasped, Fred was out too. "Wesley!" she slapped him again, hard. "Bloody hell!" he muttered. "Wes, how do they stop the demon?" she asked immediately. Wesley's eyes went wide as he saw the battle going on before him.
"Strike the heart." He said. "Stab him in the heart!" Cordy shouted. Just as Angel picked up his broadsword, Wesley shouted, "No! No, not stab...strike. The text was very clear on strike!" Angel cursed under his breath and threw the sword aside. "Faith, hold it!" Faith restrained the one demon, allowing Angel a clear shot to strike the demon's heart. He pulled back his fist and hit the demon's chest as hard as he could.
Once he made contact, the demon and Faith flew back. The demon was dead. "We still got one more!" Gunn shouted from a little bit away. The second demon had him pinned to the ground; ready to slash it's claws into Gunn. Angel threw the demon off Gunn. It landed on it's back and Angel moved quick, punching the demon's chest as hard as he could. It screeched once he made contact, and that was that. "Better late than never." Gunn muttered as Angel helped him to his feet.
"How about getting this freakin demon off of me dumb asses!" Faith shouted. Angel hurried over and met Wes. They both pulled the body off of Faith and stood around for a sec. "Can we cut off their heads after they're dead?" she asked Wes. Almost as soon as he nodded, Angel and Faith each had a sword and were taking care of it. "Where's Fred?" Gunn asked. He looked over to the bushed, Cordy was leaning over Fred. "Shit." He muttered as he ran over, Wesley was right behind him.
"What happened?" Gunn asked as he dropped to his knees. "I don't know," Cordy answered. "I think she just fainted...but I didn't see exactly." Gunn took Fred's face in his hands and leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Come on, Fred. Wake up, baby." She wasn't responding. "What happened?" Faith asked as her and Angel came over, both covered in goo. "We're not sure." Cordy answered.
Fred's eyes opened suddenly and they all gasped, then looked back at her relieved that she was OK. "What happened?" she asked as her brow furrowed. "We thought you could tell us," Gunn said as he ran his hand through her hair. "Do you remember anything? What happened?" Fred began to push herself up, but Gunn made sure she did this slowly. "I remember the demon..." she said slowly. Gunn could tell her mind was working overtime, trying to figure out what happened. "She probably fainted." Faith blurted out. She got a couple glares from the group for her lack of sensitivity.
"No...," she said after Faith spoke. "Something's...something's off. I, it...I feel..." They all waited for Fred to finish. She always had a tendency to drag things out, but she usually talked a lot more than she was now. "How do you feel?" Gunn finally asked. Then, as if a wave passed over her, her face changed. She sat straight, her face was set, and her eyes froze, as if Fred had stopped thinking all together. "I feel great."
***
Gunn kept glancing over at Fred during the ride back to the Hyperion. There was something about the way Fred just...felt better o suddenly. One minute, she was trying her hardest to remember anything that could tell them what happened; the next, she had just stopped. It bothered him, but he didn't show it. Fred looked physically well, and her safety was all that mattered to him.
"You know what?" Fred asked, bringing Gunn out of his thoughts. He turned and looked at her, waiting for her to continue. She let go of his hand and placed her hand on his thigh as she scooted closer to him. "I don't think we should head back just yet." She whispered into his ear in a very un-Fred tone. Her hand began to travel up his thigh and closer to his..."Whoa!" he called as his hand jerked the wheel a bit.
The truck swerved a bit as he took a hand off the wheel and grabbed Fred's. "What was that about?" he asked as he pulled his truck over and put it in park. "What do you mean?" she asked innocently. "Huh?" he asked with his mouth hung open a bit in shock. "I mean the sexy tone, the inappropriate grabbing, and you not acting like...you." "You think I can't be sexy?" she asked him with a sort of arrogance behind her tone. Gunn opened his mouth to speak, but Fred put her fingers to his lips. "Am I going to have to show you how bad I can be, Charles?"
Before he could say anything, Fred had maneuvered herself so that she was now straddling Gunn. She brought her lips down to his and kissed him in a way that she hadn't kissed him before. He gently pushed her away, so that she couldn't kiss him, and said, "This isn't how my girl acts." She stared back at him, her features softening a bit. "Maybe this is just...a new me. A different kind of me." She said as she kissed him again. His mind was screaming to stop her, but Fred soon pushed that to the back of his head as Fred's fingers pulled at his belt. Gunn kind of liked the new and different Fred.