A New Life
Set after "Home"
It has been a few weeks since the employees of A.I. took the positions at Wolfram & Hart. Being the heads of major departments in W & H, is actually exciting. How they can use the high technologically advanced law firm is another. Considering it's evil, but they'll worry about that later.
Fred is sitting the lobby of the hotel at the main desk looking at her business card. She read over and over again, Winifred Burkle, head of Forensics and Scientific Research and Development, Wolfram & Hart. She loved her title and couldn't get over that she was head of the science division. Suddenly Wesley comes out of the office. She didn't even realize he was in the hotel. Wesley shut stopped and stared at Fred a little surprised that she was there too. Everyone else was either home or asleep.
"Oh good morning" Wesley greeted as he gave a slight smile that soon faded.
"Good morning" Fred replied. "Are you okay?" she asked as she looked at his disheveled appearance. He looked like he had a rough night even though they did not fight. He blankly stared at her still processing her question.
"Oh, yes I'm fine, just um, a little tired is all" he answered with hesitation. Fred nodded, but was still unconvinced. He looked away, with a thoughtful look on his face. She stared at him also thoughtfully and wondered why he was so puzzled and sad. He was Executive Librarian and Artifact Conservator and was getting paid a lot more money than before, but for some reason she knew he was still unhappy. Wesley could feel her looking at him. He knew she cared and he cared for her, but he couldn't get past his feelings for Lilah. He knew it was over and when he was around Fred he felt happy and almost safe. He finally looked up and Fred looked away, just as Gunn came in through the lobby doors.
"Hey" he said coming down the front stairs. "I just forgot my axe here after I cleaned. Now I'm going to the office," he said as he grabbed it and then left as quickly as possible. Fred watched him the whole time and the turned back to Wesley and shrugged.
"Well I'm going to get ready and then go to the office too," she said as she got up.
"Yes, I should be heading home as well" he said. "See you later" he said as he exited the hotel. Fred watched as he left and then went up to her room.
Wesley went home to wash up and then headed directly to work. He arrived before Fred, noticing she wasn't in her office. He wasn't worried but knew she was always there on time and it was almost past nine. He shrugged the thought off and proceeded to work.
Fred arrived a little late, not too worried considering she was the head of her department. Wesley was passing her office as she entered. What was odd was, even though she had time to get ready, her clothes untidy and she was in a rush. Wesley wondered why but just kept going about his business and would worry about it later. Fred went into her office and shut the door. She turned on the light and opened up her laptop. She began to get to work.
Later on as Wesley was packing up to go home, he passed her office again and noticed the lights were on but the door was closed. He peaked in the side window of her office and saw her at her desk. The other shades were drawn. He knocked lightly. Fred looked up from her laptop. She got up and went to open the door. Wesley saw her coming towards the door. He had every intention of asking her out to dinner, but couldn't get up the nerve. Right before she was about to open the door he turned and then left. Fred heard footsteps leave and then she sat down at her desk. She went back to her laptop. She yawned and realized it was getting late. She began to pack up and shut down her computer. She shut off the light and exited her office, bumping into Wesley.
"Oh sorry" Fred replied.
"N-no problem" he said startled. She passed him and he turned to watch her leave. He then went to his office to pack up and go home.
The next day Wesley came in late, which was very unusual for him. Fred saw as he passed her office and wondered why he came to her door the day before and then all of a sudden left. She stood up and made her way to his office to ask him out to lunch. She was sure that's what he would have done, but even if not, she would take her chances. As she approached his door, she knocked lightly. It was open a crack, but she didn't want to burst in. He instinctively looked up.
"Come in" he replied. Fred opened the door a little more and slipped in. She walked to his desk and looked at him with curiosity and at the same time mischief ness.
"I was wondering" she began, "would you like to join me for lunch?" she questioned. She waited nervously for his response. Wesley was almost taken aback by her question. He cleared his throat and sat up straight.
"Well, I would like nothing more than to join you" he began and her face lit up, "but I have a lot of work to finish here" he finished as he looked up and saw her smile fade and her eyes sadden. "But I suppose I could take a break for lunch" he replied. She smiled again.
"Great, how about you come by my office around noon and then we can leave," she suggested.
"That sounds great" he replied with a smile. Then she turned on her heel and left his office, quite content. That day they went out to lunch and had a great time laughing and talking. They planned to go out to dinner the next night. Wesley and Fred were seen numerous times, coming into work together. Usually Wesley would pick her up at the hotel and then driver her to work and then bring her home. This often upset Gun but he was happy that Fred finally found someone she truly loved. Soon they began dating. Usually spending many lunch breaks together in and out of the office. When they stayed at the office, Fred would visit Wesley and they'd close the blinds and lock the door. Fred never looked disheveled coming out of his office however, because she was very careful not to get caught. After about 3 months of dating Wesley planned a romantic dinner at his apartment. Fred arrived in a black slinky dress, cut off at her knee and her hair curled with a rose on the side. She looked beautiful. Rumor is she spent the night. They decided they wanted to move in together. Even though they had enough money to buy their own house, they decided to stay in Wesley's apartment until things became more permanent.
One night Wesley came home to fid the door unlocked slightly open a crack. He opened the door, no lights were on and some things looked tousled. He noticed a lamp was on its side, but not broken, just fallen over. He gently picked up a bat from behind the door and quietly walked through the apartment. He noticed the vase with flowers that was on the kitchen table smashed on the floor and the kitchen knife holder and knives thrown in disarray. He entered the hallway to the bedroom and didn't hear anything. He peaked into the room. He saw Fred sleeping on her side. He put the bat down thinking everything was all right. Then he rounded the edge of the bed and noticed her hand over her stomach and her eyes barely opened with tears stained on her face. He quickly rushed over to her side and saw blood coming form where she was holding her stomach. He saw the discarded bloody knife on the ground.
"Fred!" he called. Suddenly he woke up. He looked over to his side and Fred was sound asleep. He was covered in a sheath of sweat. He leaned over and kissed her shoulder thanking God it was just a dream. She turned to face him and cuddled into his side. He wrapped his arm around her petite body as she nuzzled close to his warmth and smiled.
That morning Wesley awoke with no Fred next to him. Worried he rushed out of bed and into the living area. No one was there. 'Her coat and purse were on the chair so she must still be here' he thought. He turned and looked into the kitchen. She was standing over the sink. He walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Startled she jumped but allowed him to embrace her. She smiled up at him and kissed him good morning.
"I was so worried" he replied.
"Why" she asked.
"Because I had a bad dream about you last night. I got home and it was broken into and you were stabbed," he explained.
"Oh, that is bad" she said, but I'm here now, I'm fine" she said.
"Thank God" he said resting his head on her shoulder. Then turned around in his arms to face him and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"We should get ready for work," she said.
"Yes," he said as she led him into the bathroom.
They arrived a little later than usually, hitting all traffic as they drove to work. Wesley still seemed preoccupied. Fred wasn't going to push, she knew when he needed his space and she would respect that. She headed to her office. Fred didn't bother Wesley at lunch either, she had a lot of work and she knew when to keep away. He didn't go to her so she figured he needed time to work. Later that day around 4:00 or so, Wesley went to Fred's office. He knocked lightly. Fred looked up form her work.
"Oh come in," she said smiling. Wesley smiled back a smile she hadn't seen in a long time.
"I just wanted to tell you I am leaving to go home now. If you can't leave now I can come back for you, but I need to go home and rest," he explained.
"Oh are you alright?" Fred asked concerned.
"Oh, I'm fine, but I need to go home and relax, I have a headache" he said.
"Alright, I'll be home later, but you don't have to come back for me" she said.
"Are you sure because I will" he said again.
"No, that's fine, ill get a cab" she replied.
"Okay, I'll see you at home" he said kissing her goodbye before exiting.
Fred continued to work for another 2 hours before she decided to head home. She called Wesley first to tell him she was leaving and to expect her in a little while.
"Hello?" Wesley replied as he answered the phone.
"Hi, its me, I'm coming home now so I'll be there in a little while" Fred explained.
"Alright see you in a bit then" he said as they hang up.
Wesley decided to head out and buy something nice for dinner before she got home. He headed to the grocery store and got there in record time. He picked up pasta and tomato sauce knowing it was Fred's favorite dinner. He paid and left quickly. Unfortunately on the way home he hit traffic and every red light possible on the way there. He groaned and yelled British curses ion his car. He knew he wouldn't make it home before Fred but there was nothing he could do. He arrived home a little after 8:00, wanting to be back 35 minutes earlier. He raced to the apartment. It as locked. He figured Fred locked it again after she came home. He entered the dark apartment and searched for Fred. She wasn't even home yet. He was concerned but figured she hit traffic as well. He began cooking dinner anyway and expected her to be home any minute. He prepared the food in about 40 minutes and Fred still wasn't home. He was going to call her cell, but didn't want to annoy her so he waited. He fell asleep around 10:00 after waiting for her.
Meanwhile, after Fred left she decided to pick something up for Wesley at a store down the street from the office. She actually left work a while after she called Wesley. She bought him a card and wrote she loved him and promised him a "wonderful evening". As she exited she began walking back to the office to get a few more things she'd forgotten. As she began walking back, she heard footsteps behind her. She looked back but no one was there. She kept walking and suddenly felt an arm grab her and pull her into an alley. She tired to scream but couldn't. She closed her eyes as her assailant threw her to the ground. She opened her eyes and looked up. Her vision was blurred because of the tears filling her eyes. He attacker then hit her again causing her head to bleed. Fred began crying in pain praying he'd just leave and she'd be okay. Then the mugger ripped her purse from her and took any money that was in it, just cash though. He hit Fred because she was crying but did not say anything to her. Fred tried to fight back and finally was able to scream, so he began to choke Fred, restricting her breathing. Fred stared wide-eyed at the attacker and then passed out. He dropped her to the ground and left. Some people heard her scream and went out to see what happened. A woman found Fred unconscious on the ground and quickly called 911. The ambulance arrived within a few minutes. The man left her purse and they searched for an ID. They also found Wesley's picture and in her address book, his was the only number. They decided to call and see if he had any relation to her.
At about 10:30 pm, Wesley was awakened by the telephone ringing. He sat up and thought it might Fred so he answered it.
"hello" Wesley greeted.
"Hello, this is the L.A. emergency Room is this Wesley Wyndam Pyrice speaking?" the receptionist asked.
"yes" he said nervously.
"Well, we have a miss Winifred Burkle here at the hospital and we found your number with her belongings. Do you know this woman?" She asked.
"Yes, she's my girl friend" he replied tears filling his eyes.
"Some one found her unconscious in alley down the street from Wolfram and Hart. We found and ID revealing that she is an employee. Would you come down, so when she waked up some is here and is able to bring her home" she asked.
"Yes, right away" he said choking on his words. He grabbed his keys and rushed out of the apartment. He arrived at the hospital in a few minutes. He raced to the front desk.
"What room is Winifred Burkle in?" he asked breathing heavily.
"Room 118. Down this hall to the right" the receptionist answered.
"Thank you," he replied as he ran to the room. When he entered he saw Fred lying on the bed, eyes shut, resting peacefully. He slowly walked over to the bed and sat in the chair placed next to her. He gently picked up her hand and held it as he caressed her cheek, tears ready to cascade down his cheeks. She began to move and her eyes fluttered open. She turned to looked to Wesley and smiled. He smiled as tears fell from his eyes. Fred took her other hand and wiped them away.
"I'm all right" she said.
"I was so worried. I waited for you and I finally fell asleep. Then I got a phone call telling me you were here" he explained.
"It's okay, I'm okay" she said as she began to cry herself. She then turned her head back and stared up at the ceiling. "I can't remember everything that happened" she said. "All I remember is walking down the street and being grabbed. He hit me but then everything went black" Fred explained.
"Ssh, it's okay, I'll get you home. I'll keep you safe. I promise know will ever do this again to you" he said almost angry. Fred turned back to him and cried hard into his shoulder. He sat on the edge of the bed and embraced her tightly. She fell asleep in his arms. He gently got up and headed to the front desk.
"Excuse me" Wesley said to the receptionist. "I was wondering when I would be able to take Miss Burkle home?" he asked.
"well her chart says she had minor injuries to if you'd like, you can tonight" she explained.
"Okay, thank you" he said as he headed back to Fred's room. She looked like she was waking up and went over to her bed. "hey" he greeted. "I can take you home now, if you'd like" he said.
"yes, please" she said.
"All right lets go" he said as he helped her out of bed. He walked her to the car and helped her in. The car ride home was silent. Fred didn't feel like talking, she was too tired and Wesley didn't want to push. As the pulled up Fred unbuckled her seatbelt and Wesley went around to help her out of the car. He picked her up and carried her into the house considering she was still a little shaken and half asleep. He placed Fred gently on the bed and tucked her in. Wesley rounded the bed, threw off his shoes and got into bed next to her. Fred turned and cuddled into his body feeling the warmth that gave her comfort and security. They soon fell asleep not to be awakened for hours.
To Be Continued . . .
Set after "Home"
It has been a few weeks since the employees of A.I. took the positions at Wolfram & Hart. Being the heads of major departments in W & H, is actually exciting. How they can use the high technologically advanced law firm is another. Considering it's evil, but they'll worry about that later.
Fred is sitting the lobby of the hotel at the main desk looking at her business card. She read over and over again, Winifred Burkle, head of Forensics and Scientific Research and Development, Wolfram & Hart. She loved her title and couldn't get over that she was head of the science division. Suddenly Wesley comes out of the office. She didn't even realize he was in the hotel. Wesley shut stopped and stared at Fred a little surprised that she was there too. Everyone else was either home or asleep.
"Oh good morning" Wesley greeted as he gave a slight smile that soon faded.
"Good morning" Fred replied. "Are you okay?" she asked as she looked at his disheveled appearance. He looked like he had a rough night even though they did not fight. He blankly stared at her still processing her question.
"Oh, yes I'm fine, just um, a little tired is all" he answered with hesitation. Fred nodded, but was still unconvinced. He looked away, with a thoughtful look on his face. She stared at him also thoughtfully and wondered why he was so puzzled and sad. He was Executive Librarian and Artifact Conservator and was getting paid a lot more money than before, but for some reason she knew he was still unhappy. Wesley could feel her looking at him. He knew she cared and he cared for her, but he couldn't get past his feelings for Lilah. He knew it was over and when he was around Fred he felt happy and almost safe. He finally looked up and Fred looked away, just as Gunn came in through the lobby doors.
"Hey" he said coming down the front stairs. "I just forgot my axe here after I cleaned. Now I'm going to the office," he said as he grabbed it and then left as quickly as possible. Fred watched him the whole time and the turned back to Wesley and shrugged.
"Well I'm going to get ready and then go to the office too," she said as she got up.
"Yes, I should be heading home as well" he said. "See you later" he said as he exited the hotel. Fred watched as he left and then went up to her room.
Wesley went home to wash up and then headed directly to work. He arrived before Fred, noticing she wasn't in her office. He wasn't worried but knew she was always there on time and it was almost past nine. He shrugged the thought off and proceeded to work.
Fred arrived a little late, not too worried considering she was the head of her department. Wesley was passing her office as she entered. What was odd was, even though she had time to get ready, her clothes untidy and she was in a rush. Wesley wondered why but just kept going about his business and would worry about it later. Fred went into her office and shut the door. She turned on the light and opened up her laptop. She began to get to work.
Later on as Wesley was packing up to go home, he passed her office again and noticed the lights were on but the door was closed. He peaked in the side window of her office and saw her at her desk. The other shades were drawn. He knocked lightly. Fred looked up from her laptop. She got up and went to open the door. Wesley saw her coming towards the door. He had every intention of asking her out to dinner, but couldn't get up the nerve. Right before she was about to open the door he turned and then left. Fred heard footsteps leave and then she sat down at her desk. She went back to her laptop. She yawned and realized it was getting late. She began to pack up and shut down her computer. She shut off the light and exited her office, bumping into Wesley.
"Oh sorry" Fred replied.
"N-no problem" he said startled. She passed him and he turned to watch her leave. He then went to his office to pack up and go home.
The next day Wesley came in late, which was very unusual for him. Fred saw as he passed her office and wondered why he came to her door the day before and then all of a sudden left. She stood up and made her way to his office to ask him out to lunch. She was sure that's what he would have done, but even if not, she would take her chances. As she approached his door, she knocked lightly. It was open a crack, but she didn't want to burst in. He instinctively looked up.
"Come in" he replied. Fred opened the door a little more and slipped in. She walked to his desk and looked at him with curiosity and at the same time mischief ness.
"I was wondering" she began, "would you like to join me for lunch?" she questioned. She waited nervously for his response. Wesley was almost taken aback by her question. He cleared his throat and sat up straight.
"Well, I would like nothing more than to join you" he began and her face lit up, "but I have a lot of work to finish here" he finished as he looked up and saw her smile fade and her eyes sadden. "But I suppose I could take a break for lunch" he replied. She smiled again.
"Great, how about you come by my office around noon and then we can leave," she suggested.
"That sounds great" he replied with a smile. Then she turned on her heel and left his office, quite content. That day they went out to lunch and had a great time laughing and talking. They planned to go out to dinner the next night. Wesley and Fred were seen numerous times, coming into work together. Usually Wesley would pick her up at the hotel and then driver her to work and then bring her home. This often upset Gun but he was happy that Fred finally found someone she truly loved. Soon they began dating. Usually spending many lunch breaks together in and out of the office. When they stayed at the office, Fred would visit Wesley and they'd close the blinds and lock the door. Fred never looked disheveled coming out of his office however, because she was very careful not to get caught. After about 3 months of dating Wesley planned a romantic dinner at his apartment. Fred arrived in a black slinky dress, cut off at her knee and her hair curled with a rose on the side. She looked beautiful. Rumor is she spent the night. They decided they wanted to move in together. Even though they had enough money to buy their own house, they decided to stay in Wesley's apartment until things became more permanent.
One night Wesley came home to fid the door unlocked slightly open a crack. He opened the door, no lights were on and some things looked tousled. He noticed a lamp was on its side, but not broken, just fallen over. He gently picked up a bat from behind the door and quietly walked through the apartment. He noticed the vase with flowers that was on the kitchen table smashed on the floor and the kitchen knife holder and knives thrown in disarray. He entered the hallway to the bedroom and didn't hear anything. He peaked into the room. He saw Fred sleeping on her side. He put the bat down thinking everything was all right. Then he rounded the edge of the bed and noticed her hand over her stomach and her eyes barely opened with tears stained on her face. He quickly rushed over to her side and saw blood coming form where she was holding her stomach. He saw the discarded bloody knife on the ground.
"Fred!" he called. Suddenly he woke up. He looked over to his side and Fred was sound asleep. He was covered in a sheath of sweat. He leaned over and kissed her shoulder thanking God it was just a dream. She turned to face him and cuddled into his side. He wrapped his arm around her petite body as she nuzzled close to his warmth and smiled.
That morning Wesley awoke with no Fred next to him. Worried he rushed out of bed and into the living area. No one was there. 'Her coat and purse were on the chair so she must still be here' he thought. He turned and looked into the kitchen. She was standing over the sink. He walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Startled she jumped but allowed him to embrace her. She smiled up at him and kissed him good morning.
"I was so worried" he replied.
"Why" she asked.
"Because I had a bad dream about you last night. I got home and it was broken into and you were stabbed," he explained.
"Oh, that is bad" she said, but I'm here now, I'm fine" she said.
"Thank God" he said resting his head on her shoulder. Then turned around in his arms to face him and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"We should get ready for work," she said.
"Yes," he said as she led him into the bathroom.
They arrived a little later than usually, hitting all traffic as they drove to work. Wesley still seemed preoccupied. Fred wasn't going to push, she knew when he needed his space and she would respect that. She headed to her office. Fred didn't bother Wesley at lunch either, she had a lot of work and she knew when to keep away. He didn't go to her so she figured he needed time to work. Later that day around 4:00 or so, Wesley went to Fred's office. He knocked lightly. Fred looked up form her work.
"Oh come in," she said smiling. Wesley smiled back a smile she hadn't seen in a long time.
"I just wanted to tell you I am leaving to go home now. If you can't leave now I can come back for you, but I need to go home and rest," he explained.
"Oh are you alright?" Fred asked concerned.
"Oh, I'm fine, but I need to go home and relax, I have a headache" he said.
"Alright, I'll be home later, but you don't have to come back for me" she said.
"Are you sure because I will" he said again.
"No, that's fine, ill get a cab" she replied.
"Okay, I'll see you at home" he said kissing her goodbye before exiting.
Fred continued to work for another 2 hours before she decided to head home. She called Wesley first to tell him she was leaving and to expect her in a little while.
"Hello?" Wesley replied as he answered the phone.
"Hi, its me, I'm coming home now so I'll be there in a little while" Fred explained.
"Alright see you in a bit then" he said as they hang up.
Wesley decided to head out and buy something nice for dinner before she got home. He headed to the grocery store and got there in record time. He picked up pasta and tomato sauce knowing it was Fred's favorite dinner. He paid and left quickly. Unfortunately on the way home he hit traffic and every red light possible on the way there. He groaned and yelled British curses ion his car. He knew he wouldn't make it home before Fred but there was nothing he could do. He arrived home a little after 8:00, wanting to be back 35 minutes earlier. He raced to the apartment. It as locked. He figured Fred locked it again after she came home. He entered the dark apartment and searched for Fred. She wasn't even home yet. He was concerned but figured she hit traffic as well. He began cooking dinner anyway and expected her to be home any minute. He prepared the food in about 40 minutes and Fred still wasn't home. He was going to call her cell, but didn't want to annoy her so he waited. He fell asleep around 10:00 after waiting for her.
Meanwhile, after Fred left she decided to pick something up for Wesley at a store down the street from the office. She actually left work a while after she called Wesley. She bought him a card and wrote she loved him and promised him a "wonderful evening". As she exited she began walking back to the office to get a few more things she'd forgotten. As she began walking back, she heard footsteps behind her. She looked back but no one was there. She kept walking and suddenly felt an arm grab her and pull her into an alley. She tired to scream but couldn't. She closed her eyes as her assailant threw her to the ground. She opened her eyes and looked up. Her vision was blurred because of the tears filling her eyes. He attacker then hit her again causing her head to bleed. Fred began crying in pain praying he'd just leave and she'd be okay. Then the mugger ripped her purse from her and took any money that was in it, just cash though. He hit Fred because she was crying but did not say anything to her. Fred tried to fight back and finally was able to scream, so he began to choke Fred, restricting her breathing. Fred stared wide-eyed at the attacker and then passed out. He dropped her to the ground and left. Some people heard her scream and went out to see what happened. A woman found Fred unconscious on the ground and quickly called 911. The ambulance arrived within a few minutes. The man left her purse and they searched for an ID. They also found Wesley's picture and in her address book, his was the only number. They decided to call and see if he had any relation to her.
At about 10:30 pm, Wesley was awakened by the telephone ringing. He sat up and thought it might Fred so he answered it.
"hello" Wesley greeted.
"Hello, this is the L.A. emergency Room is this Wesley Wyndam Pyrice speaking?" the receptionist asked.
"yes" he said nervously.
"Well, we have a miss Winifred Burkle here at the hospital and we found your number with her belongings. Do you know this woman?" She asked.
"Yes, she's my girl friend" he replied tears filling his eyes.
"Some one found her unconscious in alley down the street from Wolfram and Hart. We found and ID revealing that she is an employee. Would you come down, so when she waked up some is here and is able to bring her home" she asked.
"Yes, right away" he said choking on his words. He grabbed his keys and rushed out of the apartment. He arrived at the hospital in a few minutes. He raced to the front desk.
"What room is Winifred Burkle in?" he asked breathing heavily.
"Room 118. Down this hall to the right" the receptionist answered.
"Thank you," he replied as he ran to the room. When he entered he saw Fred lying on the bed, eyes shut, resting peacefully. He slowly walked over to the bed and sat in the chair placed next to her. He gently picked up her hand and held it as he caressed her cheek, tears ready to cascade down his cheeks. She began to move and her eyes fluttered open. She turned to looked to Wesley and smiled. He smiled as tears fell from his eyes. Fred took her other hand and wiped them away.
"I'm all right" she said.
"I was so worried. I waited for you and I finally fell asleep. Then I got a phone call telling me you were here" he explained.
"It's okay, I'm okay" she said as she began to cry herself. She then turned her head back and stared up at the ceiling. "I can't remember everything that happened" she said. "All I remember is walking down the street and being grabbed. He hit me but then everything went black" Fred explained.
"Ssh, it's okay, I'll get you home. I'll keep you safe. I promise know will ever do this again to you" he said almost angry. Fred turned back to him and cried hard into his shoulder. He sat on the edge of the bed and embraced her tightly. She fell asleep in his arms. He gently got up and headed to the front desk.
"Excuse me" Wesley said to the receptionist. "I was wondering when I would be able to take Miss Burkle home?" he asked.
"well her chart says she had minor injuries to if you'd like, you can tonight" she explained.
"Okay, thank you" he said as he headed back to Fred's room. She looked like she was waking up and went over to her bed. "hey" he greeted. "I can take you home now, if you'd like" he said.
"yes, please" she said.
"All right lets go" he said as he helped her out of bed. He walked her to the car and helped her in. The car ride home was silent. Fred didn't feel like talking, she was too tired and Wesley didn't want to push. As the pulled up Fred unbuckled her seatbelt and Wesley went around to help her out of the car. He picked her up and carried her into the house considering she was still a little shaken and half asleep. He placed Fred gently on the bed and tucked her in. Wesley rounded the bed, threw off his shoes and got into bed next to her. Fred turned and cuddled into his body feeling the warmth that gave her comfort and security. They soon fell asleep not to be awakened for hours.
To Be Continued . . .
