3.22.05 – Hey, sorry it's been a while. The only reason I've gotten so many chapters so soon is that I've got 21 pages of rp in my hands, ready to be put here. I'm still looking for a title for this, though…Also, this is one of my favorite parts in the rp. It's got more of a plot than anything previous.

Disclaimer: not mine.

They were currently walking out of Wolfram and Hart.

"Wherever you want to go," Wesley answered softly.

"Let's go somewhere we don't usually go. Somewhere that takes more than a half a minute to reach…I want to be able to stay like this for a few minutes, to…to remember this in case it never happens again…". Fred's eyes began to water as she thought of never being able to get this close to Wesley again.

"You don't want it to?" he asked her curiously. She pulled away from him, turning to study his face.

"Of course I do! You don't understand how long I've wanted this to happen…maybe not as long as you have, Wesley, but I've waited a long while too…" the last half of her phrase was spoken barely above a whisper.

"I wasn't sure if you…if you wanted to be with me…" he responded with a sigh.

"I know I didn't…show you much affection…okay, I showed you barely any…" Fred looked down. "But I was afraid that I'd been reading all the signs wrong and there was that .6 chance that you didn't want me after all…"

"Fred… there's a 110 chance that I wanted to be with you. And I still do. I don't know where I'd be without you… I honestly don't know how I've survived this long…I-I l-love you, Fred." He stuttered. Fred stared at him for a moment, her expression unreadable.

"Y-you love me? Me? There must be some… I caused you so much pain these past few days let alone the past two years…Wesley, I love you too…"

"All the misery and waiting… it only made me love you more." He explained, shaking his head. Tears began trickling down Fred's cheeks. What had she put him through?

"Wes…I don't know how much torment I must have put you through over the past two years, but…let's not find out how much more you'd have endured if this never happened…". Fred thought to herself how funny she must have looked, splotchy eyes and tears streaming down her cheeks, on a crowded sidewalk in downtown LA. Wesley gently wiped away her tears.

"Don't cry…please…" he begged. Oh god, this was it. He didn't have to be lonely anymore… he would have someone, someone he loved. Not like Lilah, who'd denied him what he wanted and then mocked him for wanting it. No, Fred loved him, and now he would have her all to himself, and someone else would have to watch THEM together, having fun together and smiling at each other in cute ways and…oh… Wesley was in heaven.

Fred tried in earnest to stop crying. It took a few moments, but she calmed down.

"I'm sorry," she said, wiping her eyes. Then, summoning all her courage, she leaned up to plant a kiss on Wesley's cheek, near the corner of his mouth.

With that, all of Wesley's self control was gone, as he turned and kissed her with all he had, and it felt incredible. Fred brought her hands up behind Wesley's head and neck, pulling herself closer to him. If it were to start raining fire (again) she wouldn't have noticed, nor would she have cared.

He couldn't stop kissing her. It was as if there was some force that had been fought for the longest time and now it would be impossible to stop. He would never be able to stop touching her in some way, or be away from her for longer than a second.

"…Fred I love you…I need you…"

"Wesley…Wes, I'm not going anywhere. Not now, not ever. I can't be somewhere where I can't reach you…" she clung to him. "I love you, Wesley. So much."

"You're everything to me…there's so much that I need to say to you, to show you…about how I feel about you. And I don't think that there's enough time in a single lifetime to say it and I'm afraid that I can't get it all in and…"

Fred silenced him with a kiss.

"There's no running anymore; no rush to beat out each other's significant other…we're here, we're together…Wesley, we can take our time. I have so much I need to share with you too… but nothing in the world is as important to me as us being together."

Wes put his arms around her, holding her to him.

"Maybe we should go somewhere…indoors?" he offered quietly.

"I think that sounds wonderful. Do you have anywhere specific in mind?" she batted her eyelashes playfully. Poor Wes almost had an asthma attack; That was saying something, because the last time that happened was in the tenth grade.

"Your place, or mine?" Oh, that took courage. Fred grinned in return.

"Which is closest?" she asked saucily. Wesley thought for a moment.

"Mine, but I'd rather go to your place…" he nodded.

"My place it is, then." She took his hand as they walked down the street towards her apartment.

A/N: sorry it was so short…I meant to combine this chapter and the next, but in order to be able to update tonight, I'd have to end it here. I won't be home for the rest of the week so I NEEDED to get this thing updated. The second part of the chapter will hopefully be up this weekend. Ciao!

Tara