Fred & Wesley Fics

[xfirefly9x]

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001.	Addict	002.	Ironic	003.	Crush Slim To None	004.	Downstairs	005.	Tragedy
006.	Silver	007.	Glass	008.	Sacred	009.	Moment	010.	Wherever
011.	Element	012.	Green	013.	Bubble	014.	Reach	015.	Face
016.	Bump	017.	Daze	018.	Smoke	019.	Change	020.	Hold
021.	Reality	022.	Voice	023.	Clinic	024.	Break	025.	Failure
026.	Coffee	027.	Stand	028.	Loss	029.	Moron	030.	Define
031.	Remind	032.	Interrogate	033.	Outside	034.	River	035.	Misery
036.	Aftermath	037.	Whiteboard	038.	Rejection	039.	Ask	040.	Note
041.	Beautiful	042.	Fall	043.	Evidence	044.	Remember	045.	Borrow
046.	Feelings	047.	Vacation	048.	Emergency	049.	Sacrifice	050.	Left Behind
051.	Chaos	052.	Spine	053.	Mail Wish I Was There	054.	World	055.	Easy
056.	Dismiss	057.	Pain Relief	058.	Jaded	059.	Demon	060.	Convert
061.	Save Us All	062.	Accuracy	063.	Rumour	064.	Phone	065.	Banter
066.	Technology	067.	Heated	068.	Sea	069.	Resent	070.	White
071.	Reason	072.	Funeral	073.	Hidden	074.	Crime	075.	Bug
076.	Wait A Minute!	077.	Constant	078.	Welcome Home	079.	Intention	080.	Dying
081.	Bravery	082.	Impulsive	083.	Deny	084.	Plank	085.	Jealousy
086.	Steal	087.	Games	088.	Block	089.	Inspiration	090.	Why me?
091.	Abandon	092.	Climb	093.	Wish	094.	Enclosed	095.	Traumatized
096.	Writer's Choice.	097.	Writer's Choice.	098.	Writer's Choice.	099.	Writer's Choice.	100.	Writer's Choice.

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053 Mail: "Wish I Was There"

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There's a letter in the mail the day after she "dies" and Illyria takes over her body. It's a joke one that she informed him she would send, with a ridiculous message scrawled in the loopy handwriting of hers he has come to love.

"Bet you wish I was there!"

In context of the other day, it is funny. Now it is just an added dread placed upon his shoulders, a reminder of what he has lost.

He folds the page over and with tears filling his eyes he lets it fall to the desk to lie motionless. “Oh Fred.”

fin.

003 Crush: "Slim To None"

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It's just a little crush, Wesley tells himself. It’s just a harmless little crush.

Still there's a jab of jealousy through his chest every time she looks at Angel with those big brown eyes and adorable smile. There's a longing for that look to be cast upon him that goes deeper than anything he's felt before.

He aches for her. It’s that simple and yet Angel, the mighty dark protector, has her rapt in his awesome mighty dark protector-ness. She might as well not notice him.

What hope does he stand when there’s someone like Angel around?

Slim to none.

fin.