Hey. Here's chapter two. I dunno how long this will end up being; the rp we only have an hour to work on every night, and usually it takes a while to get started. But til then, here's this next part. Enjoy, and PLEASE r&r

Disclaimer: nuh mine.

As the days went by, Wesley ignored Fred more and more. He was embarrassed of his obvious love and devotion to her. It wasn't like he really had any say in the matter. Fred, meanwhile, was busy retracting into herself. She began hiding away in her lab for longer and longer each day, making it much like her cave in Pylea.

When Wesley finally came to see her, it was when he had missed her so much it hurt. He opened the door to Fred's lab and looked around for her.

"Fred?" He called in a soft voice. Fred looked up from a case she was working on. Oh God, it was Wesley. She backed away from him slowly.

"Wesley. What do you need? I'm positive that I sent all my files to Angel via Knox...I never submit late work; you know that.."

"Fred...I was hoping to talk to you actually. A-about something unrelated to work." he winced. Fred paled.

"Oh...um, sure, I suppose. Have I done something wrong again? I keep messing things up...I knew one day I'd miss something,"

"No Fred, it's not that." Wesley walked closer to Fred, who remained where she was. "I...I just...I miss seeing you...I miss you..."

"I must be dreaming," she mumbled to herself. She looked at the ground, waiting for the moment when she'd wake up in her bed, alone and without Wesley. The truth was, she'd very much missed seeing him too.

"No...I-I don't believe so..." Wesley looked kind of embarrassed and hurt at her words. Fred looked away from him.

"Fred, what's wrong?" he put his hand gently on her shoulder.

"Oh, I don't know." she sniffled slightly, and tried to laugh but it sounded more like a sob. "I don't know what happend...the other day, I mean. And then with us avoiding each other...it hurt, you know?"

Wesley put his arms around her, trying to comfort her in some way, yet seemed unsure of how she would react to it.

"I'm sorry...I just...I wasn't...I felt wrong seeing you like that...and...and I wanted to because...well, it doesn't mater anymore because I-"

"Wesley, what does it matter? It was an accident! and...I'd rather it have been you rather than anyone else..." she blushed and looked down, hoping she hadn't said anything to discomfort him further.

"...Oh...?" Wes mentally kicked himself. He sounded like an idiot.

"Well, I mean...I trust you, Wes. Some of the others would have made comments or made me feel uncomfortable, I guess? I don't know..." She felt uneasy right now, but he didn't need to know that.

"Oh..." he sounded like Fred had let him down by saying that, but he wasn't important now; she was.

"Um...do you wanna go for coffee? If you'll excuse me so I can freshen up, I mean..." Fred offered shyly. Wesley smiled. More time with Fred! Quickly he let go of her, and nodded, hoping he didn't appear too eager to be spending time with her. He wanted to impress her, not frighten her.

Fred hurried off to the bathroom. During this time she fixed her makeup and hair, and ditched her lab coat to reveal a casual yet cute tank and skirt set.Smiling at her reflection in the mirror, she returned to Wesley.

Wesley had to smile when she returned. She looked so cute in that outfit. He quickly acknowledged the extreme shortness of her skirt and repressed a grin.

"Okay now?"

Fred smiled weakly. "Never been better. Are we ready to go?" at Wesley's nod, they started out of the lab.

She walked as closely to Wes as she could without having to worry about causing him any further discomfort. She fought the urge to grab his arm and say something to make him laugh. The more she thought about what could be, the more she dreaded being with him.

Wesley was also walking as close to her as he dared, glancing at her every minute or so. She didnt seem to notice, or, if she did, she didn't mind. He missed her more than anything, and to finally almost have her after two years...he sighed.

"So..." Fred needed to make conversation. Needed to hear Wesley's voice. "I haven't seen you in about a week...a lot can happen in that much time. I hear you had a couple of bad cases?"

"Not really We heard a few things abotu werewolves, but Angel didn't mind much," he stated simply.

"I'm sure it was more interesting than that..." she was borderiong on flirting, and she know it.

"Not really." he smiled and nearly had a heart attack when he felt his hand lightly brush against hers. Fred noticed too, and gave him the faintest hint of a smile; just enough to let him know she felt it too. She knew he had feelings for her. She really wasn't stupid. She just didn't want him to think that this was her way of being sorry for the incident the week previous.

Ironically, this was exactly what Wesley thought. He sighed. There was no hope for them as a couple.

Looking up at him again, Fred noticed that there was something different about his expression. Of course, she didn't know what it was, but she could tell it was not of the good. Feeling that it was her fault, she leaned her head against his shoulder. Wesley suddenly looked very nervous, and and silently he draped his arm over her shoulder. Fred snuggled into his shoulder, just slightly, before murmuring,

"Is this too much for you, Wesley? I-I can let go if this bothers you..."

"No...no." he shook his head. "Unless you don't want to..." he added sadly. Fred sighed happily.

"Wes, would I have done this if I didn't want to?" She paused for a moment, trying to think. "Where are we going again?"

Sorry its short; I really wanted to get part 2 out tonight, and if I kept going, I'd never get it done. I have a 200 page book to read by 2nd period tomorrow, so...yeah. I'll try and update tomorrow or the day after, but due to my sisters' incapability of getting along, and with yours truly in charge..we'll see. Ciao!