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a petal through that time, it would have been the whole damn
flower, but you were distracting me back there."
"Yeah, well, I wish you could see yourself right now,
Cais. You don't look so good. Your mom came to find me. She said
you won't listen to reason. She thinks your gonna hurt the baby if
you keep this up."
"It doesn't matter anyway. Everything's wrong. This
life is wrong, can’t you feel it? I shouldn't have to be running
for my life from every one and every thing. I shouldn't have to
wonder why my best friend or my husband are gone, or when or if
they will be back. I shouldn't have to wonder who the father of my
baby is." Caislyn was shaking uncontrollably. The wall of emotions
she had been holding back with her devout training regime finally
broke and the only person there to witness it was Ash.
"Shhh," he cooed into her hair as he pulled her back
into him. She curled up into his lap, and let the sobs take her
over. "Caislyn, I'm sorry. I know at least part of that is my
fault, and I am so very sorry." Her only response was a whimper and
to curl up tighter into him.
~*~
They sat like that for a long time, while Ash let
Caislyn just cry it all out. He didn't even think of moving her
until the last hiccuping sob subsided to the slow, unsteady
breathing that told him she had almost worn herself out enough.
Before long, she was sleeping in his arms and he picked her up as
gently as he could, using a little magic to aid him so hat she
wasn't disturbed by the jostling movements. He took her back to the
bedroom and tucked her into the bed.
Ash looked down at her as he pulled the covers up
around her, and wished more than anything that he could snuggle in
beside her, and hold her until everything in her life was better.
He knew, though, that he was the cause of at least some of her
problems. He also knew that the best thing for her was for him to
keep his distance from now on. It would kill her if he disappeared
on her too, so he wouldn't do that, even though there was a chance
it would bring Gregore back to her. Ash had been searching for
Gregore since the damn fool left, but he had to give the witch
credit, he didn’t make it easy to find him.
It would not be a popular decision with those in
Faerie when they found out he was searching for Caislyn’s husband
to bring him back to her. He was giving up the fight for Caislyn,
for her magic, that the Fey so coveted now that she had received
the blessing. Ash didn’t care for the blessing, the magic, or any
of it. He did love Caislyn though, and he couldn’t stand seeing her
tear herself apart anymore.
~*~
It was morning again when Caislyn woke up alone in
the bed of the RV. She vaguely remembered being wrapped up in Ash's
arms, and then everything else was a blur. She was sure he was the
one that put her here though. His unique scent, the smell of Faerie
that ever clung to him, was still on the air. She got up and looked
around, finding no one, she went to the kitchenette to see if there
was something she could eat. All the training and emotion had taken
a toll on her body and she was feeling shaky.
Caislyn had just sat down to eat when a knock sounded
on the door to her RV. "Ugghh, who is it?"
"Caislyn, it's me, Sasha."
Caislyn got up and went to open the door, "hey,
Sasha, what's up?"
"I didn't want to bother you, but my da let me take a
tent of my own. It was Gregore's tent, before the wedding." He
sounded half apologetic to be admitting that. "He left some things
behind," Caislyn looked down, noticing for the first time that
Sasha had been holding a framed object. She knew immediately what
it was, and the thought that Gregore had left without it broke her
completely.
"Just put it over there," she motioned to the couch
and then she retreated to the bedroom without further word, her
breakfast and Sasha completely forgotten.
***
THE HUNGER
"Jaxon, we've had a few days to clean up and get
everything organized here, we can't wait any longer. I
a petal through that time, it would have been the whole damn
flower, but you were distracting me back there."
"Yeah, well, I wish you could see yourself right now,
Cais. You don't look so good. Your mom came to find me. She said
you won't listen to reason. She thinks your gonna hurt the baby if
you keep this up."
"It doesn't matter anyway. Everything's wrong. This
life is wrong, can’t you feel it? I shouldn't have to be running
for my life from every one and every thing. I shouldn't have to
wonder why my best friend or my husband are gone, or when or if
they will be back. I shouldn't have to wonder who the father of my
baby is." Caislyn was shaking uncontrollably. The wall of emotions
she had been holding back with her devout training regime finally
broke and the only person there to witness it was Ash.
"Shhh," he cooed into her hair as he pulled her back
into him. She curled up into his lap, and let the sobs take her
over. "Caislyn, I'm sorry. I know at least part of that is my
fault, and I am so very sorry." Her only response was a whimper and
to curl up tighter into him.
~*~
They sat like that for a long time, while Ash let
Caislyn just cry it all out. He didn't even think of moving her
until the last hiccuping sob subsided to the slow, unsteady
breathing that told him she had almost worn herself out enough.
Before long, she was sleeping in his arms and he picked her up as
gently as he could, using a little magic to aid him so hat she
wasn't disturbed by the jostling movements. He took her back to the
bedroom and tucked her into the bed.
Ash looked down at her as he pulled the covers up
around her, and wished more than anything that he could snuggle in
beside her, and hold her until everything in her life was better.
He knew, though, that he was the cause of at least some of her
problems. He also knew that the best thing for her was for him to
keep his distance from now on. It would kill her if he disappeared
on her too, so he wouldn't do that, even though there was a chance
it would bring Gregore back to her. Ash had been searching for
Gregore since the damn fool left, but he had to give the witch
credit, he didn’t make it easy to find him.
It would not be a popular decision with those in
Faerie when they found out he was searching for Caislyn’s husband
to bring him back to her. He was giving up the fight for Caislyn,
for her magic, that the Fey so coveted now that she had received
the blessing. Ash didn’t care for the blessing, the magic, or any
of it. He did love Caislyn though, and he couldn’t stand seeing her
tear herself apart anymore.
~*~
It was morning again when Caislyn woke up alone in
the bed of the RV. She vaguely remembered being wrapped up in Ash's
arms, and then everything else was a blur. She was sure he was the
one that put her here though. His unique scent, the smell of Faerie
that ever clung to him, was still on the air. She got up and looked
around, finding no one, she went to the kitchenette to see if there
was something she could eat. All the training and emotion had taken
a toll on her body and she was feeling shaky.
Caislyn had just sat down to eat when a knock sounded
on the door to her RV. "Ugghh, who is it?"
"Caislyn, it's me, Sasha."
Caislyn got up and went to open the door, "hey,
Sasha, what's up?"
"I didn't want to bother you, but my da let me take a
tent of my own. It was Gregore's tent, before the wedding." He
sounded half apologetic to be admitting that. "He left some things
behind," Caislyn looked down, noticing for the first time that
Sasha had been holding a framed object. She knew immediately what
it was, and the thought that Gregore had left without it broke her
completely.
"Just put it over there," she motioned to the couch
and then she retreated to the bedroom without further word, her
breakfast and Sasha completely forgotten.
***
THE HUNGER
"Jaxon, we've had a few days to clean up and get
everything organized here, we can't wait any longer. I
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