This is the Willow/Fred snippet for [livejournal.com profile] laurakaye. It's set just after Fred's death and I guess it's more friendship than anything...I did like those two together though.

Remembering

“You didn’t even tell me? You didn’t give me the choice?”

“I didn’t see the point. We'd made a decision on that – situation, based on the information we had and –”

“I don’t care! He wanted my help and I would have –”

“There was nothing you could have done. Nothing. And there’s no reason to believe she was any different than the rest of them.”

A room full of ink-soaked walls, three times painted over, a giggle smothered by a hastily raised hand, a mind quick enough to make their conversation a series of unfinished sentences, words flashing and tumbling, overlapping and unsaid, long, soft hair, scented with the same flower scent as -

“She was different, Giles.” Willow slammed down the phone and felt hot tears sting and burn her eyes, remembering.She was the same as me.
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