Lone Werewolf In L.A.

11 -When We All Fell Down


A/N: I'm thinking of slightly shortening this story due to the reason that I have another two stories I want to upload and I can't simply keep five going at one time. This isn't going to alter the story's 'performance' by no means, but it won't be as long so expect th end in four of five chpater time.

The End Is Nigh.


Afew months had passed since the incident by the stairs with her mother and Aimee felt she was left in the dark about everything. She didn't know if her mother was going to do something or not and the thought of this open possiblity frightened her. Her friendship with Oz, on the other hand, was the only thing that seemed to keep her going through this din; yet she couldn't bear to bring him home or tell him about her family's history. Explain to him about her missing, persumed dead brother and her abusive father and how her life seemed to have a shadow cast upon it that she couldn't seem to shake off. But she could feel him notice things, she had the feeling when they met up that he could feel her bruises from her father's hand.

Oz had invited her round to hang out one day and as he stood in the mirror to gell his hair, he paused in thought. He felt so close to Aimee and had know her for months, he could feel some sort of attraction towards her, one of the same attractions he felt towards Willow. He couldn't really say if he loved her or not, the confusion sent his mind reeling; he didn't know how she felt about him either. He frowned slightly and shook his head in dismay; how could he have a girlfriend? He was a Werewolf. Yeah, he had managed to control himself now, but what if she made him change by accident? He shuddered at the thought.


Aimee knocked on Oz's apartment door and grinned when she was greeted by his soft smile and the comforting ease that seemed to cloud around him. He invited her in with his usual manner and she sat down as normal, followed by a closing of a door and then Oz sitting down himself, grabbing his gutiar too.

"I wrote a new song and I really need your opinon of it," he told her as he sat at the ready to play.

"Awesome," Aimee replied with a grin, "Lemme hear!"

And so he played, the song was cheer and kept a strong beat to it. Aimee grinned as he continued to play it, nodding her head to the music. As he ended, she clapped her hands and cheered.

"What do you think?" Oz asked.

"I loved it," she replied.

"I wrote it for you," he told her with a grin.

"You did?" asked in a slightly high voice.

She fell forward against him into an awkward hug; Oz pulled the guitar from between them and set it down so he could hug her properly. He inhaled the soft smell of vanilla perfume that she wore and sighed happily. Their embrace ended after a few minutes and their faces found themselves close to each others; Aime placed a hand on his cheek softly and smiled.

"You make me so happy you know," she said quietly with a smile.

Oz grinned back at her and moved his head forward, brushing his lips gently against hers; they lingered their for a few moments, the kiss soft and light. He pulled away, Aimee sighed dreamily and hugged him again, held in a moment of bliss.


Oz walked her home some few hours later, hand in hand. They bade goodbye and Oz walked away; Aimee slowly turned and opened her front door with her jey and stepped inside a grin on her face. She looked down as she took a few steps inside and her face dropped, she froze, staring down at the body of her father that lay flat out on his back at the bottom of the stairs, not breathing or moving at all. She opened her mouth and let out an almighty scream, stumbling backwards.

Oz spun round and headed back to where the scream had came from, he shouted out, calling Aimee's name. He raced up to her and looked down at the male lying sprawled out on the floor. He frowned, shaking his head to get out the haunting image; Aimee sank to her knees, trembling.

"Dad?" she whispered, "Dad?"

"Aimee-" Oz murmured.

She kept her eyes locked onto her father'd body a tear fell from her eyes.

"Daddy?"


Many Thanks:

HiddenOperaAngel: I hadn't intended on Cordy been a major character in the story and soI hadn't really given that a thought...oh wells. Ooohs look what's happened?

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