She gripped his shirt, inhaling deeply and closing her eyes. The space between them had been miserable and she'd had her suspicions what was causing it. But her own fear had kept her from doing what she usually would have done and ask. Drawing back, she took his face in her hands and looked up at him, heart breaking.
"No," she said quietly, shaking her head. "Wesley, I can't imagine what you went through with..." Fred trailed off, unable to complete the thought out loud. "To have this demon make you relive it...it's all right. I'm here and I'm not going anywhere." She drew in a deep breath.
"Illyria will never find us here." The words were spoken for her reassurance as much as his, trying to put her own fears to rest. "Never."