Two Dog Night

She Looks So Perfect

A/N: And now for a Wesley chapter!

Wesley POV

Voices floated through the house, to my office upstairs, as I sat behind my desk doing paperwork. Was school out already? Had my brother brought Giselle with him?!?

As I'd he'd picked the words right out of my head, and of course he had, Beau's voice floated through the Mind Link, 'Yes, Giselle is with me. We're taking her back home, at some point. I didn't want her riding the bus.' And just like that, he appeared a second later, tugging Giselle with him as they both poked their heads into the doorway.

I immediately stood and went to them, pulling them both into my arms. "Goddess, I missed you both so much!"

Giselle blushed and ducked her head as Beau signed my words for me. I would need to learn sign language. Come to think of it, why hadn't I done that already? Fuck.

My hands were uncharacteristically soft as I slowly skimmed my fingers along her cheek and tilted her chin, smiling softly down at her. "How was your day, Princess?"

A smile of her own tugged at her mouth as she nodded, slowly brushing her fingers across my lips to feel my words. That had to have been one of the most beautiful things I'd seen, aside from her of course.

She signed her own words as he spoke them aloud for her, a smile lighting up both of their faces to match my own.

"She says she missed you, Wes." His voice was soft as he sighed happily, holding us both as tight as I was them. "And how was your day?"

I shrugged and kissed the top of both their heads, pulling them with me to the couch that was against the wall. "It was quite unremarkable, full of paperwork and loneliness." I situated them beside me, my brother on my left and our girl on my right. "How was yours, brother?"

He smiled softly and I damn near thought I saw a blush. "I was with our girl so it was pretty great. The only thing we were missing was you."

I smiled softly and tucked them both up under my arms, "We're all together now, at last. It's all okay now."

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As Beau led Giselle on a tour of the house, I sat in my office upstairs, head in my hands. How had I let myself feel again? After last time, I swore I was done until I found my Mate.

'And if she is our Mate...?' My Wolf asked softly through my head, pacing around before laying down with a soft whine, head on his paws.

'Wouldn't we be able to tell?' I shrugged and ran a hand through my hair. 'I don't want to hurt her, or see my brother hurt, or even myself...'

My Wolf sighed softly, 'Something tells me that you should chance this - we should chance this. All of us. Us, Beau, and Giselle.'

Speaking of Giselle... She was small and beautiful and fit just right in my arms as she snuggled against me, head buried in my chest. That's all she did, and it was as if I could breathe again. The weight on my shoulders was gone, as were my worries. What kind of miracle worker was she?!?

I hadn't been around her all that much, and I wanted to change that - I would change that. The way she made me feel, it was like nothing else I'd ever experienced. I wanted this, with her - with all of us, me and her and my brother. And I always got what I wanted.

As she snuggled against me, I held her as tight as I dared, which was pretty damn tight. She was practically sprawled in my lap, legs curled beneath her as she fisted my tee shirt in her little hands. Her breath was slow and even, and I wondered what her voice sounded like. As angelic as the rest of her, I was sure.

I didn't dare move but to kiss the top of her head. Today must have been hard on her. She was completely worn out and had fallen asleep. "Sleep well, my Princess. I'll fight the bad dreams off."

How could something - someone - feel so right, so perfect, after such a short amount of time?

A/N: It's not too long, I know, but for some reason, at least right now anyway, I can't really find my "Wesley" groove... I will, though, I promise!