A/N: This wasn't intended. . . but I had to write it. Lovin' this chapter! Wow. . . and it leaves it open for a new one! Short but sweet.

Chapter 2

Wesley looked around his office, and smiled. He was with Fred, and he couldn't imagine being with anyone else. Ever. He took his jacket from the back of his chair, and walked out of the room.

"Wesley!" Wesley turned to face Fred running up to him in the empty hallway. She kissed his cheek. "Angel's having a meeting about some demon or something. Coming?" Wesley looked at her and nodded.

At first they walked singly, but Fred turned her head slightly, and took his hand in hers. He looked at her and smiled. "Fred. Wesley. Nice of you to. . . whoa!" Harmony shrieked.

"I knew you guys would get together!"

"Yeah. . ." Angel agreed. "Congratulations. . . but I have other news I'm afraid. There are some pretty big demons with an end of the world ploy once again. I know where they are and what their weaknesses are. Myself, Wesley and Gunn will go and find them. Any questions?"

Everyone shook their heads. "Good. Meet here in an hour and I'll explain everything. Wesley and Fred left together.

"Are you gonna be alright?" Fred asked.

"Yeah. Angel wouldn't invite me if it would be that bad. It'll all be okay." Wesley kissed her. "I'll see you in a while."

"Okay."

* * *

Gunn was fighting one large red demon with more eyes than you could count. Angel was taking on two, whilst Wesley took on one. Suddenly, one of the demons fighting Angel turned around, and sent an electrical bolt out of one of its hands, sending Wesley flying. He lay there, unconscious. . .

* * *

"Wesley!" Fred rushed to where Angel carried him in his arms. Wesley was laid down on the sofa where Fred rushed to his side. She kissed his hand. "It's gonna be okay. . . it'll all be okay. . . What happened?" Fred asked.

"Those demons were more powerful than we thought. We killed them. . . he should be okay. I'll stay here you need to rest. . ." Angel said. Fred shook her head.

"No. I'm staying. You guys go. Just let me look after him." Gunn and Angel walked off, leaving Fred with an unconscious Wesley and a cold flannel.

* * *

Ever since he had first been brought in, Fred had begun to think about their relationship. Sure, it was new, but when was the last time she had ever felt like this. Never.

Was this love? She really didn't know what to think, but sat there, holding his hand in hers, an occasional tear slipping down her face. She cared about him a lot, it was now obvious to her, and it soon would be to him.

Angel walked in about two hours later, where Fred sat, her head resting by the side of Wesley's body. She was still awake. She looked up. "Angel, can I ask you something?"

"Yeah." Angel sat down in one of the chairs.

"What is love?" Angel frowned. "I mean, you loved Buffy right. . ." The pain showed on his face. "Oh. Don't worry. I'll figure it out."

"Fred, I don't know what love is. You just. . . you just know. Buffy is the one person I ever wanted to stay with forever, and never loose. Buffy is the person who I could never stop thinking about. I miss her more than life itself Fred. You. . .just. . . know." Fred smiled.

"Thanks."

"Why?" Angel questioned.

"I just wanted to know."

"Fred?" Wesley whispered suddenly. Angel nodded, and left the room.

"Wesley. It's me."

"Fred. . .I. . ."

"Don't talk." Fred placed her finger over his lips then returned it to his forehead. "I've been talking to Angel and he spoke about Buffy. And I think I realised something." She kissed his hand. "I think I love you."