A New Life Chapter 2
A few days after Fred's 'attack', she was back to normal. Working again was good for Fred; it kept her mind off what happened. But Wesley never left her alone again. He was always with her when they went home at night, being all-protective as he was. Fred loved him for that. She knew she could always rely on Wesley to keep her safe and living together ensured her security.
The demon infestation in L.A. was not particularly high at this time. The Angel Investigation team did not have much fighting to do. Angel kept saying he knew this was too good to be true and that some 'big and bad' would eventually show up. Fred tried to think of happier things, like Wesley. He told her he not to worry and when the 'big bad' did show up they'd take care of it. Meanwhile, Wolfram and Hart were doing everything in their power to help Cordelia. She was out of a coma, but couldn't remember anything that happened with Jasmine and Connor. She, thankfully, did have her memory though. She remembered who she was, but she didn't know she slept with Connor and had Jasmine or even who Connor was. No one did except Angel for that matter. Angel did lose his only son, but he knew Connor would be happier with his new family. It pained Angel everyday that he gave up his son. He lost him twice and he knew he'd never see him again. He truly loved Connor but knew he had to sacrifice his happiness for his son's. He never mentioned Connor to the group; they wouldn't know what he was talking about. Angel was dealing though. He was more concerned about Cordy. So, everything seemed to be going very well for the A-team, so far.
Fred sat at her desk in her office, playing on her computer. She seemed more tired than usual but mostly just bored. She actually thought that a 'big bad' would be good, just so it'd give them something to do. Wesley was busy however, translating all the volumes into Latin and English, for his own reference collection. Fred would sometimes sneak by his office and watch him work. She just wanted to see him, but didn't want to bother him. She knew he did the same to her even though she wasn't supposed to know. She found it cute. She began to zone out standing near his door and didn't realize Wesley was getting up to exit. He opened the door to find Fred just standing there. A little startled he backed up and then looked at her.
"Oh, sorry" she said realizing she as just standing in front of him with a goofy smile on her face. He chuckled a little.
"Can I help you?" he asked.
"I was just going to see if you wanted to. . . " Fred began as she thought of a lie "go to lunch, yea that's it, lunch" she finished smiling.
"Fred" Wesley said.
"Yeah" she replied.
"It's 9:45 in the morning" he said.
"Oh, it is?" she said realizing her lie was shot. "Well I don't have a watch so . . . " she began. He just laughed and took her by the hand to pull her into his office. She laughed as well shutting the door.
"But lunch would be great in about 2 hours" he said.
"Alright" she replied taking a seat on the couch in his office. She wished she had a couch, a nice big comfy couch. She closed her eyes and yawned as she began to doze off. Wesley thought she looked so peaceful when she slept. He took a blanket and draped it over her. He sat on the edge of the couch and kissed her forehead. He proceeded to work and figured he'd wake her when it was lunchtime, if she didn't wake before then.
About an hour and a half went by and Wesley was getting a headache. He decided to take a break. He rubbed his forehead. Reaching into a drawer in his desk, he took out aspirin and took 2. He figured it would begin to work when they'd head off to lunch. He closed his eyes and massaged his temples. His headache was actually getting better when he heard a moan coming from Fred. He looked up at her. She shifted on the couch so her back faced him. He didn't think anything of it and closed his eyes again. A few minutes later Fred moaned again and shifted into her back. He looked up again. Fred began to toss and turn slightly. Wesley thought she was saying something but wasn't sure. He stood and approached her. He sat on the edge and tried to wake her.
"Fred" he called softly. She moaned again at the sound of her name. "Fred, wake up" Wesley said gently again. She turned to face him and her eyes shot open a look of shock and fear surfaced on her face. She looked up to a concerned Wesley staring at her. She began to sit up and Wesley stood and extended his hand.
"Are you alright?" he asked as she stood.
"Yeah, I'll be fine" she said.
"Bad dream?" Wesley asked, assuming that's all it was.
"Yes, but I'm okay" she said putting on a smile as they exited to go to lunch.
"So, where do you want to go to lunch" Wesley asked as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders.
"Wherever you want to go," she said. "But tacos sounds really good right now" she said smiling up at him.
"Alright, tacos it is" he said laughing as he kissed her.
Fred dismissed her dream even though she knew it was more. She could feel things, things you're not supposed to feel in dreams. She just went through the day without giving it a second thought. That night while asleep in bed, Wesley sound asleep next to her. Fred had another 'dream'. She woke up with a headache, actually a migraine. She got up, feeling a little dizzy, and stumbled into the bathroom. She opened up a bottle of aspirin and took a few hoping the pain would subside. She walked back into the bedroom and flopped down on the bed. Wesley felt the bed shake and groaned. Fred just rolled over and closed her eyes. The pain began to go away, but slowly. She finally fell asleep only to be awakened a few hours later. Groaning she got up as she banged her alarm clock to shut up. Her head still ached a little but she proceeded to get ready, noticing Wesley was already up. He walked out of a steam filled bathroom in his work clothes buttoning up his shirt. She walked right by him, with out a morning kiss that Wesley was ready to receive, and into the bathroom grabbing some clothes on the way in. She turned on the shower and tested it to make sure it wasn't too hot. She undressed and stepped into the shower. She felt the water hit her shoulders and it felt good. She basked in the heat and felt her muscles relaxed. She leaned her head, still pounding, up against the wall and then slid down to curl into a ball on the tile floor. She pushed the pain back and stood up continuing to get washed. After about fifteen minutes I the shower, she stepped out and wrapped a towel around herself and wrapped one in her hair. She began to get dressed, which seemed like an easy enough task, but with a blindingly painful headache, it was harder than she realized. She eventually was dressed and walked out into the kitchen. She noticed Wesley making breakfast. She went to the medicine cabinet and took out some for aspirin. She quickly downed the drugs and walked to the table sitting down and placing her head on her folded arms. Wesley turned to see her head down on the table and placed a cup of tea in form of her. She looked up and sipped in gratefully. He turned back to his task and finished dishing out eggs and toast. He placed a plate next to Fred and one at his seat. He grabbed his tea and sat down. Fred didn't move even when he placed the food next to her. Wesley quickly ate and cleared off the table. He tapped Fred on the shoulder as he knelt down next to her.
"Fred" he asked rubbing her shoulder. She turned her head to him, eyes half shut. "Are you okay?" he asked. Fred simply nodded her head, no. "Come on" he said standing. "You're going back to bed. Fred sat up.
"I can't. I have to go over some lab reports and confirm a new product that Wayne wants to show me," she said, as she stood.
"That can wait, you're not well" he said rounding the table to face her.
"No, I'm fine, I'll be okay" she said as she picked up her coat. "Let's go," she said.
"Okay, but the second you want to go home come tell me. She just nodded and led the way out to the car.
Fred went straight to her office and settle in, turning on her computer and taking out some papers. She looked at her appointment and realized she had to see Wayne in about 10 minutes. She grabbed her notebook and lab coat as she headed to the lab areas. She entered and spotted Wayne. Walking towards him he brought out his new 'product'.
"Good morning Ms. Burkle" he greeted shaking her hand.
"Good morning Wayne" she replied, fronting a smile.
He began talking about his new invention and Fred actually zoned out. It wasn't until he asked a question until she realized where she was.
"Ms. Burkle?" he asked.
"Oh, yes" she replied.
"So, what do you think" he asked.
"Well, its very interesting and -" she began but suddenly stopped as pain transpired in her mind. She closed her eyes and grabbed her head.
"Ms. Burkle are you okay?" he asked.
"I, I . . . oh God" she said as the pain worsened and she fell to the floor, screaming. "You have to help them," she kept saying. "Get Mr. Wyndam Pryce" Wayne ordered another engineer. The trainee went to the phone and dialed his extension.
"Hello?" Wesley answered as his phone rang.
"Hi, Mr. Wyndam Pryce" she began. Ms. Burkle is hurt and we need you to come down to the lab areas" she said.
"I'll be right down, don't move her" he ordered as he ran out of his office. He entered the lab and saw Fred on the floor clutching her head with several people in lab coats surrounding her. He rushed to her side and knelt next to her.
"Fred?" he called.
"Wesley" she replied hearing his voice. "I, we have to help them" she said.
"What happened?" he asked.
"I was talking to Wayne when I got a sudden headache. It hurt so bad I fell to the floor. But I saw things" she said. With that Wesley grew concerned and suspicious at the same time.
"What did you see?" he asked as he helped her sit up.
"I saw people" she began as she closed her eyes. "They were running. I think away from something. Something bad, but I couldn't see who or what it was" she finished as she opened her eyes.
"Well, congratulations, you just had your first vision" Wesley said.
"What! Are you kidding how could . . .why?" Fred yelled. "I don't understand" she said a little agitated, which was definitely understandable.
"We have to tell Angel" Wesley said helping her up. Wayne picked up her notebook and placed it on a near by lab table. As they exited he could hear Fred say "this sucks".
Wesley walked with Fred to Angel's office. He knocked lightly. Angel looked up and motioned for them to come in. Still weak from her 'vision', Wesley opened the door and then picked up fred and carried her in. At this, Angel jumped up and walked over to Wesley.
"What happened?" he asked, as Wesley placed Fred on a couch in the corner of the room.
"Well, it seems the powers have chosen a new seer for you" he said.
"Are you serious?" Angel asked. "Fred's the new seer. How do you know?" he asked folding his arms over his chest.
"She just had a vision" he explained.
"A brain splitting, extremely painful vision" Fred added.
"What did you see?" Angel asked approaching her.
"Oh, I'm fine thanks for asking" she replied. "two people were running for their lives away from something, but I don't know what it was" she finished.
"We need to talk to the powers to make sure" Angel said.
"Yes, but the last time you ran into the powers it wasn't a pleasant trip" Wesley reminded him.
"Right, then who would know about this" he asked. Then they both looked at each other.
"Lilah" they said in unison. Lorne was called to watch over Fred as they went to talk to Lilah. They went to summon her and she suddenly appeared in front of them.
"Oh, hi ya fellas" she greeted smiling.
"Lilah, no time for small talk" Angel said angrily.
"okay okay, nice to see you too" she said. "What can I do for you?" she asked.
"Did you know Fred was going to be my new seer?" Angel asked.
"Oh, yeah, oops. Forgot to tell you I guess" she said.
"Lilah!" Wesley yelled.
"Hey lover" she teased.
"So why is it Fred?" Angel asked.
"Well, think about it. You're the champion, Gunn's muscle, Cordy's heart and Mr. British is the brains. She's smart but she needs a role considering Cordy is not 'feeling well'. Fred had to be given a position sometime. " Lilah said.
"yes, but why seer?" Wesley asked.
"That's just the way the Powers work. They chose someone for you, some one close who you trusted and could trust you in return" Lilah explained.
"Okay, but eventually she'll need to become part demon to manifest the visions" Wesley said.
"Well, actually she won't" Lilah said. Wesley and Angel just gave her a puzzled look. "Wolfram and Hart fixed it so they visions don't damage her brain cells the way they did to Cordy" Lilah explained.
"But the visions hurt her" Angel commented.
"Yes, well we're not perfect" Lilah said.
"So, they won't damage her but they'll still hurt? How does that work?" Wesley asked even more confused.
"Wolfram and Hart, put like a spell, but it acts like a drug. It help keep the visions from injuring her brain, but in return she gets headaches because the spell doesn't protect from the pain, just the destruction" she finished.
"oh, can we stop the pain?" Wesley asked.
"Afraid not right now" she said. "We're working on it and we were working on it earlier but the Powers said we had to give her the visions now. So we did what we could and changed her into your new seer" she said with a smile.
"Well, I guess there's nothing we can do" Wesley said. "But if she gets hurt and you're lying I swear to God" he started as he approached Lilah.
"You'll what kill me. Been there done that" she said as she disappeared. With that Angel and Wesley were left alone. Wesley started back to tend to Fred. He went into Angel's office and saw her sleeping. He gently picked her up and carried her to his car. Her first vision they may not have been able to rescue anyone, but they'll deal with details later. Wesley drove home, perplexed with what Lilah told him about the 'spell'. He hoped it, in the least, kept the visions from brain damage. He pulled into the driveway and rounded the car to get Fred. He delicately picked up Fred and carried her into the house. Fred clutched to Wesley as he walked up the stairs. He pushed open the door and entered their home. He laid her down in their bed, slid off she shoes and tucked her in. She was almost childlike the way she snuggled under the sheets and pushed to the edge of the bed. He smiled at her sleeping form and cuddles in bed next to her. He wrapped his arms around her and a slight smile crept across her face and she brought her arms to cover his. They fell sleep, like most nights, in each other's arms. Even with all the events that happened that day and the worry of what will happen in the future, the one good thing will be their peaceful sleep.
To Be Continued.
A few days after Fred's 'attack', she was back to normal. Working again was good for Fred; it kept her mind off what happened. But Wesley never left her alone again. He was always with her when they went home at night, being all-protective as he was. Fred loved him for that. She knew she could always rely on Wesley to keep her safe and living together ensured her security.
The demon infestation in L.A. was not particularly high at this time. The Angel Investigation team did not have much fighting to do. Angel kept saying he knew this was too good to be true and that some 'big and bad' would eventually show up. Fred tried to think of happier things, like Wesley. He told her he not to worry and when the 'big bad' did show up they'd take care of it. Meanwhile, Wolfram and Hart were doing everything in their power to help Cordelia. She was out of a coma, but couldn't remember anything that happened with Jasmine and Connor. She, thankfully, did have her memory though. She remembered who she was, but she didn't know she slept with Connor and had Jasmine or even who Connor was. No one did except Angel for that matter. Angel did lose his only son, but he knew Connor would be happier with his new family. It pained Angel everyday that he gave up his son. He lost him twice and he knew he'd never see him again. He truly loved Connor but knew he had to sacrifice his happiness for his son's. He never mentioned Connor to the group; they wouldn't know what he was talking about. Angel was dealing though. He was more concerned about Cordy. So, everything seemed to be going very well for the A-team, so far.
Fred sat at her desk in her office, playing on her computer. She seemed more tired than usual but mostly just bored. She actually thought that a 'big bad' would be good, just so it'd give them something to do. Wesley was busy however, translating all the volumes into Latin and English, for his own reference collection. Fred would sometimes sneak by his office and watch him work. She just wanted to see him, but didn't want to bother him. She knew he did the same to her even though she wasn't supposed to know. She found it cute. She began to zone out standing near his door and didn't realize Wesley was getting up to exit. He opened the door to find Fred just standing there. A little startled he backed up and then looked at her.
"Oh, sorry" she said realizing she as just standing in front of him with a goofy smile on her face. He chuckled a little.
"Can I help you?" he asked.
"I was just going to see if you wanted to. . . " Fred began as she thought of a lie "go to lunch, yea that's it, lunch" she finished smiling.
"Fred" Wesley said.
"Yeah" she replied.
"It's 9:45 in the morning" he said.
"Oh, it is?" she said realizing her lie was shot. "Well I don't have a watch so . . . " she began. He just laughed and took her by the hand to pull her into his office. She laughed as well shutting the door.
"But lunch would be great in about 2 hours" he said.
"Alright" she replied taking a seat on the couch in his office. She wished she had a couch, a nice big comfy couch. She closed her eyes and yawned as she began to doze off. Wesley thought she looked so peaceful when she slept. He took a blanket and draped it over her. He sat on the edge of the couch and kissed her forehead. He proceeded to work and figured he'd wake her when it was lunchtime, if she didn't wake before then.
About an hour and a half went by and Wesley was getting a headache. He decided to take a break. He rubbed his forehead. Reaching into a drawer in his desk, he took out aspirin and took 2. He figured it would begin to work when they'd head off to lunch. He closed his eyes and massaged his temples. His headache was actually getting better when he heard a moan coming from Fred. He looked up at her. She shifted on the couch so her back faced him. He didn't think anything of it and closed his eyes again. A few minutes later Fred moaned again and shifted into her back. He looked up again. Fred began to toss and turn slightly. Wesley thought she was saying something but wasn't sure. He stood and approached her. He sat on the edge and tried to wake her.
"Fred" he called softly. She moaned again at the sound of her name. "Fred, wake up" Wesley said gently again. She turned to face him and her eyes shot open a look of shock and fear surfaced on her face. She looked up to a concerned Wesley staring at her. She began to sit up and Wesley stood and extended his hand.
"Are you alright?" he asked as she stood.
"Yeah, I'll be fine" she said.
"Bad dream?" Wesley asked, assuming that's all it was.
"Yes, but I'm okay" she said putting on a smile as they exited to go to lunch.
"So, where do you want to go to lunch" Wesley asked as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders.
"Wherever you want to go," she said. "But tacos sounds really good right now" she said smiling up at him.
"Alright, tacos it is" he said laughing as he kissed her.
Fred dismissed her dream even though she knew it was more. She could feel things, things you're not supposed to feel in dreams. She just went through the day without giving it a second thought. That night while asleep in bed, Wesley sound asleep next to her. Fred had another 'dream'. She woke up with a headache, actually a migraine. She got up, feeling a little dizzy, and stumbled into the bathroom. She opened up a bottle of aspirin and took a few hoping the pain would subside. She walked back into the bedroom and flopped down on the bed. Wesley felt the bed shake and groaned. Fred just rolled over and closed her eyes. The pain began to go away, but slowly. She finally fell asleep only to be awakened a few hours later. Groaning she got up as she banged her alarm clock to shut up. Her head still ached a little but she proceeded to get ready, noticing Wesley was already up. He walked out of a steam filled bathroom in his work clothes buttoning up his shirt. She walked right by him, with out a morning kiss that Wesley was ready to receive, and into the bathroom grabbing some clothes on the way in. She turned on the shower and tested it to make sure it wasn't too hot. She undressed and stepped into the shower. She felt the water hit her shoulders and it felt good. She basked in the heat and felt her muscles relaxed. She leaned her head, still pounding, up against the wall and then slid down to curl into a ball on the tile floor. She pushed the pain back and stood up continuing to get washed. After about fifteen minutes I the shower, she stepped out and wrapped a towel around herself and wrapped one in her hair. She began to get dressed, which seemed like an easy enough task, but with a blindingly painful headache, it was harder than she realized. She eventually was dressed and walked out into the kitchen. She noticed Wesley making breakfast. She went to the medicine cabinet and took out some for aspirin. She quickly downed the drugs and walked to the table sitting down and placing her head on her folded arms. Wesley turned to see her head down on the table and placed a cup of tea in form of her. She looked up and sipped in gratefully. He turned back to his task and finished dishing out eggs and toast. He placed a plate next to Fred and one at his seat. He grabbed his tea and sat down. Fred didn't move even when he placed the food next to her. Wesley quickly ate and cleared off the table. He tapped Fred on the shoulder as he knelt down next to her.
"Fred" he asked rubbing her shoulder. She turned her head to him, eyes half shut. "Are you okay?" he asked. Fred simply nodded her head, no. "Come on" he said standing. "You're going back to bed. Fred sat up.
"I can't. I have to go over some lab reports and confirm a new product that Wayne wants to show me," she said, as she stood.
"That can wait, you're not well" he said rounding the table to face her.
"No, I'm fine, I'll be okay" she said as she picked up her coat. "Let's go," she said.
"Okay, but the second you want to go home come tell me. She just nodded and led the way out to the car.
Fred went straight to her office and settle in, turning on her computer and taking out some papers. She looked at her appointment and realized she had to see Wayne in about 10 minutes. She grabbed her notebook and lab coat as she headed to the lab areas. She entered and spotted Wayne. Walking towards him he brought out his new 'product'.
"Good morning Ms. Burkle" he greeted shaking her hand.
"Good morning Wayne" she replied, fronting a smile.
He began talking about his new invention and Fred actually zoned out. It wasn't until he asked a question until she realized where she was.
"Ms. Burkle?" he asked.
"Oh, yes" she replied.
"So, what do you think" he asked.
"Well, its very interesting and -" she began but suddenly stopped as pain transpired in her mind. She closed her eyes and grabbed her head.
"Ms. Burkle are you okay?" he asked.
"I, I . . . oh God" she said as the pain worsened and she fell to the floor, screaming. "You have to help them," she kept saying. "Get Mr. Wyndam Pryce" Wayne ordered another engineer. The trainee went to the phone and dialed his extension.
"Hello?" Wesley answered as his phone rang.
"Hi, Mr. Wyndam Pryce" she began. Ms. Burkle is hurt and we need you to come down to the lab areas" she said.
"I'll be right down, don't move her" he ordered as he ran out of his office. He entered the lab and saw Fred on the floor clutching her head with several people in lab coats surrounding her. He rushed to her side and knelt next to her.
"Fred?" he called.
"Wesley" she replied hearing his voice. "I, we have to help them" she said.
"What happened?" he asked.
"I was talking to Wayne when I got a sudden headache. It hurt so bad I fell to the floor. But I saw things" she said. With that Wesley grew concerned and suspicious at the same time.
"What did you see?" he asked as he helped her sit up.
"I saw people" she began as she closed her eyes. "They were running. I think away from something. Something bad, but I couldn't see who or what it was" she finished as she opened her eyes.
"Well, congratulations, you just had your first vision" Wesley said.
"What! Are you kidding how could . . .why?" Fred yelled. "I don't understand" she said a little agitated, which was definitely understandable.
"We have to tell Angel" Wesley said helping her up. Wayne picked up her notebook and placed it on a near by lab table. As they exited he could hear Fred say "this sucks".
Wesley walked with Fred to Angel's office. He knocked lightly. Angel looked up and motioned for them to come in. Still weak from her 'vision', Wesley opened the door and then picked up fred and carried her in. At this, Angel jumped up and walked over to Wesley.
"What happened?" he asked, as Wesley placed Fred on a couch in the corner of the room.
"Well, it seems the powers have chosen a new seer for you" he said.
"Are you serious?" Angel asked. "Fred's the new seer. How do you know?" he asked folding his arms over his chest.
"She just had a vision" he explained.
"A brain splitting, extremely painful vision" Fred added.
"What did you see?" Angel asked approaching her.
"Oh, I'm fine thanks for asking" she replied. "two people were running for their lives away from something, but I don't know what it was" she finished.
"We need to talk to the powers to make sure" Angel said.
"Yes, but the last time you ran into the powers it wasn't a pleasant trip" Wesley reminded him.
"Right, then who would know about this" he asked. Then they both looked at each other.
"Lilah" they said in unison. Lorne was called to watch over Fred as they went to talk to Lilah. They went to summon her and she suddenly appeared in front of them.
"Oh, hi ya fellas" she greeted smiling.
"Lilah, no time for small talk" Angel said angrily.
"okay okay, nice to see you too" she said. "What can I do for you?" she asked.
"Did you know Fred was going to be my new seer?" Angel asked.
"Oh, yeah, oops. Forgot to tell you I guess" she said.
"Lilah!" Wesley yelled.
"Hey lover" she teased.
"So why is it Fred?" Angel asked.
"Well, think about it. You're the champion, Gunn's muscle, Cordy's heart and Mr. British is the brains. She's smart but she needs a role considering Cordy is not 'feeling well'. Fred had to be given a position sometime. " Lilah said.
"yes, but why seer?" Wesley asked.
"That's just the way the Powers work. They chose someone for you, some one close who you trusted and could trust you in return" Lilah explained.
"Okay, but eventually she'll need to become part demon to manifest the visions" Wesley said.
"Well, actually she won't" Lilah said. Wesley and Angel just gave her a puzzled look. "Wolfram and Hart fixed it so they visions don't damage her brain cells the way they did to Cordy" Lilah explained.
"But the visions hurt her" Angel commented.
"Yes, well we're not perfect" Lilah said.
"So, they won't damage her but they'll still hurt? How does that work?" Wesley asked even more confused.
"Wolfram and Hart, put like a spell, but it acts like a drug. It help keep the visions from injuring her brain, but in return she gets headaches because the spell doesn't protect from the pain, just the destruction" she finished.
"oh, can we stop the pain?" Wesley asked.
"Afraid not right now" she said. "We're working on it and we were working on it earlier but the Powers said we had to give her the visions now. So we did what we could and changed her into your new seer" she said with a smile.
"Well, I guess there's nothing we can do" Wesley said. "But if she gets hurt and you're lying I swear to God" he started as he approached Lilah.
"You'll what kill me. Been there done that" she said as she disappeared. With that Angel and Wesley were left alone. Wesley started back to tend to Fred. He went into Angel's office and saw her sleeping. He gently picked her up and carried her to his car. Her first vision they may not have been able to rescue anyone, but they'll deal with details later. Wesley drove home, perplexed with what Lilah told him about the 'spell'. He hoped it, in the least, kept the visions from brain damage. He pulled into the driveway and rounded the car to get Fred. He delicately picked up Fred and carried her into the house. Fred clutched to Wesley as he walked up the stairs. He pushed open the door and entered their home. He laid her down in their bed, slid off she shoes and tucked her in. She was almost childlike the way she snuggled under the sheets and pushed to the edge of the bed. He smiled at her sleeping form and cuddles in bed next to her. He wrapped his arms around her and a slight smile crept across her face and she brought her arms to cover his. They fell sleep, like most nights, in each other's arms. Even with all the events that happened that day and the worry of what will happen in the future, the one good thing will be their peaceful sleep.
To Be Continued.
