Josh had been going out on the town with Annabelle, Dante and Davina one moment and separated in some random room that really didn't look familiar to him. He looked down to see a silver watch on his wrist. He scoffed and tried to take it off but it wouldn't go passed his knuckles. "Come on! Why won't you f***in get off my hand?! Stupid sonofabitch!" The last words he said through strained teeth as be kept trying to get it off of him. For one, as far as he knew it wasn't his. Secondly, it really wasn't his style, the big and bulky thing that looked so ugly that he didn't know how to describe it. Lastly, for some reason, he felt weaker since it appeared on his wrist.
A couple weeks had gone by since that fateful day and Josh had seen much more than he cared to. He tried everything to be there for Davina but the only thing he had to say was whatever realm they were in was twisted as hell. For some reason most of the women had been used as sex slaves to sick and twisted couples. He was stuck there with a horrible couple of Esther and Randall. The saving grace was that he was there with Davina, though it killed him to see her go through the pain of being the one they used for their sick pleasures. He tried everything he could think of to get her out of the situation, all in vain though.
That day started out like most days had become, by Josh driving Davina to the market and keeping a watchful eye over her. However, it ended very different. When she got summoned to their room, he escorted her there and was about to leave when Esther stopped him. He gritted his teeth and turned to them before asking. “Do you seriously need me here for this?”
Esther had been watching the two and her magic had tapped into the true feelings that the man had for Davina. When she had told randall, they came up with a wickedly entertaining idea. When Josh had brought Davina to them she called after him. “Where do you think you’re going?” However, when she heard his question she smirked mischieviously before saying. “Oh but this time your presence is required. Infact, we want you to f*** her infront of us.”
Josh heard that and his eyes went wide before he said. “You must me insane, she’s my sister. I’m not going to f*** her.”
Esther quickly said. “She may be considered your sister, but not by blood. You will do as we say or the consequences will be severe…for the both of you.” She paused before walking over to josh and telling him in almost a threatening manner. “You wouldn’t want her suffering to be becayse of you, now do you?”
Josh swallowed hard before looking to Davina, knowing the seriousness of the situation. He took a deep breath and walked over to her, whispering. “I’m so sorry.” He removed her clothes and slid his hands down her body, his hands shaking uneasily.
“Get on with it!” Esther demanded.
Annabelle had been thrown into a situation that brought back too many memories. She felt like she had been thrown back with Darien, used and abused for someone else’s desires. She hated it, but atleast she had Dante with her, which also brought back too many memories. She hated every moment of it. This time it wasn’t darien, but it was people by the name of Glaber and Magna.
That day, Annabelle had gone to meet Darien downstairs when she was grabbed by the arm by none other than Claudius Glaber. She scowled as she was pulled to him. She gave him a look before saying. “It’s not your play time yet. Let me go.”
Aurelia had tried to ease the undoubtable pain that Chris would have when he realized that Igraine was dead. She wiped the tears off her face and cleared her throat. “I’m sorry. I tried every-” She wasn’t able to say anything else before he dropped his pack and ran inside. She took a deep breath and mumbled. “Here we go.” She bent down and picked up his pack and walked back inside. She carried his bag to one of the chairs and sat it down on it.
Aurelia knew just how close that Chris was to his mother and it ripped her heart up even more when she watched the interaction unfold infront of her. When she heard that his wife and child had died as well, she swallowed hard, knowing his pain all too well. She waited a few minutes before saying finally. “I’ll go talk to him. You just…grieve.” She cleared her throat, knowing that that interaction between Chris and Athos would just spark more lashing out at her from Athos.
Aurelia threw caution to the wind of her being seen as she went after Chris, through the woods. Once she saw him in the distance, she walked up to him, letting him take a moment before saying anything. When she got up to where he was, she moved to stand infront of him. “Chris, I am truly sorry. I tried everything that I could think of.” She swallowed hard and looked at him to try and gauge his reaction to determine if he would lash out at her the way Athos had to her and the way Chris had to Athos.
Hercules continued moving inside her, picking up the pace as he got even more into the moment by the way that her body reacted to his actions. He loved the feeling and taste of her body and he wanted as much of it as he could have. When she flipped them over, he bit his lip, enjoying what she was doing to him. He chuckled when he got a love bite on his chest and moved to grip her hips as he pumped up into her more with each move she made. He felt himself building to the edge of climax.
Hercules had reached his peak around the same time that he could tell Mary had as well. He pulled her face down to him and kissed her passionately. He sat up without breaking the kiss as he held her close. He trailed his hands along her back.
Gabby smirked when she saw his reaction to what she said and did. She let him push her back against the car and removed her underwear. “You were always one to raise the stakes.” She said in amusement. She definitely wasn’t complaining, infact, it was one of the many things that she loved about him. She chuckled quietly before saying in a teasing manner. “Such a tease.” She winked to him before taking a sharp breath of excitement as he ran his fingers along her skin to her clit and then inside of her. She started grinding her hips with his finger’s movements.
When he stopped fingering Gabby, she gave him a look that was replaced with one of pure desire as he took off his pants. She bit her lip and then kissed him passionately, deepening the kiss as she felt him tease her entrance before finally entering her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and then slid them upward to take even more of him into her. All of a sudden she felt more waves of pleasure flowing through her veins than what she was already feeling. She got a wicked smirk on her face and pushed him to sit up while still inside of her.
Gabby moved away from him just enough to sit on his lap. She reached down and positioned him just right before letting her weight come down to take him all the way into her. She breathed heavily as she began rolling her hips and riding him. One of her hands pressed against the roof of the car and her other gripped heatedly onto his shoulder. The hand that rested against the roof as she rode him slid to the now steamed covered windows from their body heat.
Valerie heard the comments about her name and about August and she gave him a serious look as she took a closer step to him. “Now you know exactly how he is. Don’t play coy with me.” However when she heard what he said, she raised an eyebrow. “She definitely will go places and will do something amazing with her life that’s for sure.” She heard what he said next and part of it took her for a loop but when she really stopped to think about it, it really didn’t.
Valerie heard what he said about her judgements and she shook her head. “Now I know you know me better than that. There’s a huge difference between judging and protecting.” When she heard what he said about what could happen if she told, she gave him a knowing look. “I know better than that and about the repercussions of saying something. Use that old brain of yours and think of why I’m confronting you verses doing just that, the way others would.” She took a deep breath and scowled as he walked out the door. She muttered colorfully under her breath before saying. “Old friend, my ass.”
Annabelle heard what dante said and she paused for a moment. She loved him and that he was there with her, but she didn’t want him hurt because of her and didn’t want him to die because of her…in her mind, again. However, she pushed those thoughts aside to address with him at a later time. Right then and there was time for them to reconnect, so to speak.
Annabelle backed up to the wall when he moved her back again and pinned her there. When he broke the kiss again to take her shirt off, her eyes never left his, the look turning from intensity to desire as he slid his hand into her pants and rubbed her entrance before sliding them into her underwear and into her. She let out a moan of pleasure as her own hands found his pants, undoing and pushing them down. As he fingered her in a slow and teasing manner, she reached forward and began massaging his penis, matching his moments with her own hand movements on him.
Annabelle felt as if her soul was on fire at his touch. She bit her lip before kissing him passionately again when he kissed her. She felt him break the kiss and she leaned her head back against the wall, some of her hair bunching up as her head tilted back, allowing him full access to any part of her body that he wanted. She just basked in the feeling of his skin against hers, his lips on her. When he stripped her down and he kicked his pants off completely, she bit her lip, feeling the closeness of his erection fitting perfectly against her entrance. Her heartrate quickened as he gripped one of her legs and wrapped it around her waist before entering her. She let out a sharp breath in pleasure, feeling the pressure of him inside of her that felt oh so good.
Annabelle kissed him back passionately as her arms wrapped around the back of his neck, holding him close as he carried her over to the bed. She knew he wouldn’t drop her but she just wanted him as close to her as possible for as long as possible. Once he started leaving love marks on her, she could feel some blood already rushing to the spot. When his mouth found hers again, she kissed him even more passionately, massaging is tongue with her own. She arched her back against the bed to lift her hips up against him and slid her thighs up his back, all to get as much of him as she could possibly get inside her.
Annabelle had continued before her entire body started pulsating with pleasure as she reached the height of her orgasm. She deepened the kiss as she continued moving with him, trying to make her peak last as long as possible as well. She just wanted to enjoy absolutely every second she could get with Dante, not sure how long he was actually going to be there.
Marcel heard why she was going to sneak out and he sighed. “I…need you here.” He heard her repeat his words to him before he nodded. “Yes, I love you and want you to stay.” He paused as he tried to gage her response on what she wanted. However, what she did next left no speculation in him as to what she wanted. He smirked when she ripped his shirt off and saw the lights of the mansion flicker. Even with his own superspeed he didn’t even realize how they ended up on the bed, only that they were there. He had been just so caught up in the moment that everything else seemed to drift away.
Marcel let out a heated breath when she said what she did and smirked. “You may not have but I have to say you’re doing sp-spectacular.” His words caught on the last word when he felt her insides surrounding him. He gripped her hips and pumped up into her as she rode him. He sat up and kept a hand on her back, keeping her just where she was as they moved together. He kissed her passionately before his fangs just popped out and he couldn’t help himself. The flow of blood under her skin called to him now more than ever. He broke the kiss as he started kissing towards her neck. He suckled her neck as he could feel her walls tightening more around him and the shiver flowing through her, signalling her getting closer to her peak. His fangs bit into her neck as he began drinking some of her blood. Not too much but just enough to give them both added pleasure.
Within moments, Marcel reached his peak right along with her. Without wasting much time, but giving enough time for her to catch her breath for a moment. He gripped her and flipped them over on the bed with him ontop of her. He entered her again before kissing down her body, licking up some of the blood that had dripped down from her neck. When he got to her breasts he suckled them before biting down on her cleavage as he moved inside her at a pace that began picking up.
The Past: Part 2 – Storybrooke, Maine || New Orleans, Louisiana
Gabby listened to the conversation and couldn’t help but smirk at Connor’s comments to Mary. She raised an eyebrow when he asked her if she wanted to come and she said. “Sure I could come with you, since it looks like you can’t come on your own.” She smirked and winked playfully at him. Afterall she had planned to make it last as long as possible before he would bust at the seams, so to speak. Though she knew that there was only so long that she could hold out not just for his sake, but hers as well. This was one time when it was hard to be stubborn.
Gabby smirked when they were going down the road and he asked who said he was after conclusion. “You forget who you’re talking to.” She winked playfully. However when they got to the college, she leaned against her seat before looking at Connor with a bit of a smirk and said. “That’s very true. After All, I sure as hell wasn’t one that was in a hurry to jump when the adults came running.” She chuckled.
Gabby looked at Connor with a small smirk before saying. “It could be a while, I guess we can always find some way to pass the time.” She had originally planned to make him wait until they got back to the house, but that was when it was supposed to be a quick pick up and drop off. Sitting and waiting who knows how long would be a bit much for her to make him wait. She unbuckled her seatbelt and rolled up the tinted windows. Reaching over to trail her finger along his arm and down to his thigh. “I guess there’s no sense waiting until we get home. That is if you still have that burning…issue trying to bust out.” She smirked and then moved her hand to the seam of his jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping them. She reached her hand inside his pants and said. “Looks like you still have that issue on your hands, why don’t you let me help you out with that?” She winked before pulling her hand away and saying. “That is unless you don’t want a little bit of relief.”
Valerie Mills had been working at the local college for a few years now and she had to admit that she loved it. It provided her with a perfect distraction and outlet, while also helping out others. She had just finished grading papers and making the next week’s project when she closed her office up. She locked the room up and turned to start walking down through the halls.
Valerie saw Quinn enter the locker room before seeing John Winchester sneaking out so as to not get caught by Quinn. She stopped in her footsteps and reached out with her magic to see why it was he was being so sneaky about and what she saw made her eyes go wide before turning into a glare. It wasn’t that she was against such relations when warranted between two consenting adults, but this was Violet and she knew the history that John had with her parents, especially when it came to her biological father, Louis.
Valerie had waited for him to turn a corner before she used her magic to open the door to the side of him and push him into the room. Before he could get out of the room, she entered it and shut and locked the door behind her. She gave him a look before saying. “You should know better than to pull the manipulative sh*t you’re pulling with Violet.” She moved closer and then looked at him in a protective manner. “She may not know your motives but I sure as hell do and she’s too good of a girl to be used like a rag doll to played with to get what you want then toss her aside.”
Annabelle looked at Dante with a relief in her eyes when she realized that he was there with her in the flesh. She felt her pulse quicken at his closeness. She gave a slow nod before saying. “Yeah there is, but I still have to work.” Little did she know that Marcel would tell her to take the rest of the night off. When Marcel walked over and she saw the interactions, she raised an eyebrow, feeling a little bit out of the loop and knew that there was a lot more to the story than she was getting.
Marcel heard what Dante said as he smirked and raised an eyebrow. He chuckled and said. “Oh I can though I do have to say I have no problem with my advantage.” He saw Josh and heard his comments before rolling his eyes, hitting him in the chest. “Cool down boy.” He gave Dante a look as he slowly nodded when Dante told him that Annabelle was in good hands and that he knew it. “I’ll hold you to that.”
Annabelle gave Marcel a smile and nodded. “Thank you.” She raised an eyebrow before pushing those questions back of exactly what was going on there between Dante and Josh, which really piqued her interest because Josh was a bit more… well, Josh… than usual around Dante. Also between Marcel and Dante because there was some history there, though very different history than with Josh. As they got out to her car she smirked and said. “We can always come back for it. It’s not like I’m not here enough.” She saw Josh and smiled. “I bet you’d enjoy every moment of him having your ass.” She winked playfully to Josh before starting her car up.
Annabelle saw him take off his jacket when they were alone in her room and couldn’t help but bite her lip, though tried to hide it by biting it more on the inside of her lip. She could feel the warmth of his body and smelled the cologne lingering on his skin that was just right to make her mind spin in a good way. She slowly moved back until she felt the cool wood of the wall pressed to her back as her breath caught in her throat, her mind hanging on each and every word that left his lips.
Annabelle felt the intensity of his gaze burning through her soul and her breath caught in her throat when he started running a hand through her hair. She felt her heart ache for the struggle that he went through…because of her. Trying to save her, that is. She breathed heavily as she heard every word that came from his lips, her emotions changing quickly to match his. She really did love him, had been in love with him and only wanted a chance to build on that and now seemed to be that opportunity that finally revealed itself.
Annabelle felt goosebumps rise across her skin as he breathed against her cheek and then ear. When he met her gaze, her own gaze never wavered before she finally smirked and said. “Perfect answer. Just so you know that wasn’t what I think of you, but I needed to make sure.” She paused before saying. “There’s been a lot and I hope you realize it’s just a shock, an amazing shock to be sure, but one nonetheless...you showing up and being alive that is.”
However, within moments, Annabelle couldn’t contain herself as she pulled him by the front of his white shirt to press firmly against her. “I have never stopped thinking about you. About everything that we shared.” She took a deep breath before pulling him into a passionate kiss, letting herself melt into it and into his arms. Her grip on the front of his shirt eased before she reached down and grabbed the bottom of it before pulling it up, breaking the kiss and then pulling his shirt off. She looked into his eyes intensely before breathing out. “It’s been far too long.”
Marcel heard what Josh said about worrying about his own love life and raised a curious eyebrow. “What do you mean?” However the moment he heard that Tim asked Davina to leave with him and she said yes, he felt a pang of jealousy. He nodded to Josh before using his superspeed to get to the mansion in a blink of the eye. He entered the house and headed straight for Davina’s door. Just as he was about to knock, she opened the door and his eyes went from hers to the bag she dropped on the floor.
Marcel heard what Davina said and asked. “Why’d you say yes and why the hell are you trying to leave when you thought everyone was at the bar without saying anything?” When he heard her own questions, he looked at her with a mix of confusion and hurt. “You’ve never been a power play or a means of control.” He paused, unsure of how to go about putting his feelings into words for her. He had been in love with her for a longtime now but had never gotten around to expressing it to her. However, when she grabbed her bag and pushed past him, he stumbled for a moment before reaching out to grab her forearm to turn her to face him.
Marcel cleared his throat before saying. “Davina, I, uh…” He paused as he rubbed the back of his neck and muttered under his breath. “This is a hell of a lot harder than it looks.” He took a deep breath and didn’t waste any time pulling her against him into a passionate kiss as he moved her backwards towards the door frame. He broke the kiss and looked deep into her eyes before spitting out the words before he could stop them. “I love you, have for a long time.”
The Past: Part 2 – Storybrooke, Maine / New orleans, Louisiana
John couldn’t help but chuckle at Violet’s eagerness when she knocked them both to the floor. “It’s alright, the floor works too.” He kissed her back passionately before smirking at her as she kissed down his neck to his chest. He reached up and took a hold of her hips as she placed him back inside her. He breathed out playfully. “I’ve created a monster.” He winked and guided her hips to match his rhythm that he began thrusting inside her. He slid his hands down to her thighs and dug his fingers into them as he got caught up in the moment.
Before they both could reach their next climax, John gripped her ass and flipped them around to where Violet was on her back. He gripped one of her legs and placed it over his shoulders so he could get deeper inside her. He continued going, picking up the pace and thrusting against her spot. He turned his head and kissed his inner thigh of the leg that was over her shoulder. He began suckling it and leaving a love bite as he felt her reach her climax just as he was reaching his. They had continued a few more rounds before Violet’s phone started ringing.
Gabby smirked at his response to what she said about never leaving the house. “Oh, absolutely nothing wrong with that.” She loved when he ran his fingers through her hair. However when he answered the phone, she stopped what she was doing before he could get to his climax. When she heard his question she said in a pointed tone. “Seriously.” She looked to his phone as she whipped her mouth.
Gabby listened to what Connor had said into the phone as she raised an eyebrow. Once he hung up the phone, she asked. “So what was so important for me to give you blue balls for?” She smirked, knowing what she had done to him. She moved to lay next to him, as she listened.
Around an hour later, Gabby had gone with Connor to pick up Violet from swimming practice. Since the call, she purposely left Connor still hot and bothered. She’d take care of him later, but right now, since he decided to answer his phone, she was making him think. She felt his hand start sliding up her thigh as he drove. “Not now. Let's do this and see about when we get back.” She couldn’t help but smirk at his reaction. “What? Something wrong?” She winked.
As they got closer to the college, Gabby took out her cell phone and began calling Violet’s phone. “Vie, when you get this message, come out to the parking lot. Connor and I are coming to pick you up now.” Once they arrived, she saw Connor park by the front, not seeing Violet anywhere.
Annabelle Fielding had been staying in New Orleans for about 6 months under the protection of a vampire named Marcel Gerard. She had enjoyed it here, though she was unsure about letting herself get too comfortable. Surprisingly, she fit in almost perfectly there, the only difference was that she wasn’t a witch as far as she knew or a vampire. She ran Marcel’s bar for him and stayed at his mansion. He took her in when she needed it and she was forever grateful. Infact, he was like a brother to her.
Annabelle had been at the bar that early evening setting up for that night and making sure everything was to run as smoothly as possible. She walked over to a young man, who was actually a vampire, and said in a bit of a playful tone. “Hey Josh, think you can move those to the VIP lounge? We’re expecting a decent sized bachelor party tonight.” She looked at the man before smirking. “Care to service them?” She winked before nudging him playfully.
Not long afterwards, Annabelle could hear a young woman complaining about all the work she needed to do before opening which brought Annabelle to roll her eyes. She walked over to the girl and said. “If that’s how you feel, you can go home for the night and we’ll see how your attitude is tomorrow.” She gave her a pointed look before seeing the girl scoff and storm out. She shook her head and then went back to setting up.
Around 20 minutes later, just after they opened for the night, Annabelle had been working behind the bar when she heard the all too familiar voice coming from the doorway. She froze, having thought that she heard a memory since as far as she knew, the man in the doorway was dead. That he died protecting her. She swallowed hard before slowly turning around to face him. When she saw that it really was him, she dropped the glass that she was cleaning right into the full sink, splashing soapy water at her face. She sputtered and wiped her face before saying to one of the bartenders. “You got this?” She raised an eyebrow, wanting to make sure the other bartender would be alright working the bar by herself until the other bartender came in.
Once that was settled, Annabelle left from behind the bar and made her way to Dante, trying to hold back emotions. She reached forward to touch him as if to make sure that he was real and really there with her. When she felt the warmth of his skin, she reached over and pulled him close to her in a tight hug. “You…You’re really here.” She paused before saying with tears threatening to push through and in a voice thick with emotion. “B-but you were dead…” She paused before lifting her head to look him in the eyes. “I thought you were dead.” She swallowed hard as she looked at him. She reached over and slapped his arm after pulling out of the hug. “I never knew you survived. All these years in the dark.” She swallowed hard as she couldn’t hold the tears back, they flowed silently down her cheeks.
Marcel came out of the back of the bar to see what was going on. He used his super hearing to hear what was being said as he looked at the new man with unsureness, but also sensed something very familiar about him. He walked over to Josh and pulled him aside. “Who’s that talking to Annabelle?” He saw what happened next and then said. “Well that was unexpected.” He raised an eyebrow as he heard that the man was one of Mary’s children. He looked between Josh and Dante and back again before muttering, “Well that explains something at least.”
Annabelle felt so many emotions that it was hard to contain herself. She ended up wrapping her arms around him and kissed him passionately. Part of her was angry and hurt but the larger part of her was so happy to see him alive and there with her. She wanted to ask him so many more things, but she figured those questions were best left for another time. She broke the kiss and gave a small smile as she took a step back. “I missed you…alot.”
Marcel raised an eyebrow when Annabelle kissed Dante passionately before shaking his head with a smile. “Classic Anna, always keeping things interesting.” He then sighed before walking away from Josh and over to Annabelle. “Care to introduce me to your friend?” He looked between them with a raised eyebrow.
Annabelle heard Marcel’s voice and turned to him with a small smile. “This is Dante. He’s an old friend.” She left it at that before looking to dante with a wink.
Marcel heard that and smirked. “An old friend you looked rather cozy with.” He said in a bit of a teasing tone. He then looked to Dante before back to Annabelle. “Hey Anna, why don’t you take him home and catch up? I’m sure we can handle it tonight. Besides, Josh is looking forward to the bachelor party and Charlene’s got the bar down.” He reached out and touched her arm. “You deserve a night off. What better time to take it then when your…old friend…decided to show up?” He was protective of Annabelle, that much had always been clear between them, but he also knew that she deserved some happiness whenever she could get it.
Annabelle raised an eyebrow to Marcel and wasn’t sure if she should take his offer, though she really wanted to. She cleared her throat and asked. “Are you sure? Tonight especially can get pretty crazy. I’d hate to just leave you high and dry.”
Marcel rolled his eyes before saying. “Stop being a workaholic and go. One night won't kill anyone.” He smirked before looking at Dante and saying in a protective tone. “That is if you can take care of her.” He then said. “Go on, I’m sure it'll be fine.” He smirked before seeing Dante take Annabelle out of the bar.
Annabelle heard all that and couldn’t help but smile. “Thank you, Marcel. I’ll see you at home.” She let Dante take her hand and left the bar with him. She then turned it so she led him to her car. She smirked before telling him to get in. She then drove down the busy streets of the French quarter and to the mansion that she shared with Marcel, Josh and Davina. When they got there, she parked the car in the driveway before getting out and telling Dante. “Welcome to my home… Well technically it’s Marcel’s home but I live here too.” She smiled and showed him inside. She knew Davina was in the house so she led him up to her room. Once they were there, she locked the door to keep anyone from coming in at all.
Annabelle turned to Dante and asked. “Why did you let me think you were dead? What took you so long?” She paused as she looked at him with sad, but at the same time longing, eyes. “I thought they got rid of you too. I mourned you.” All of what she said was true but it came from the hurt of not being able to see where it could really go with him. She paused before asking, needing to know for sure though she thought she knew the answer. “What was I to you, really? A means to an end for the mission? Or did you really care? Really have the same feeling that I did?” She swallowed hard, knowing that she felt love for him, but needing to make sure that he felt the same way. If he did, she needed to know why he stayed away so long and why he let her think that he was dead this whole time.
John knew he had the young woman right where he wanted her. It didn’t hurt anything to enjoy himself along the way. He kissed her passionately before taking himself and rubbing the head of himself along her entrance as if to spread her folds around him. Then he gently entered himself into her and moved inside her, very slowly at first before picking up some speed. He moved to suckle her neck as his hands roamed her skin.
John kept going until she climaxed for the second time. He then gently moved himself out of her before wrapping his hands under her and cupped her ass as he lifted her up and carried her to the couch. He laid her down on it and turned her front towards the back of the couch. He laid on the couch right up against her and possitioned himself just right to enter her entrance from behind her. He pulled her hips back against him before entering her and moving inside her effortlessly.
John moved her hair to the side as he kissed her neck and down the top part of her back, biting down heatedly, not hard enough to hurt but hard enough to leave a mark, as he continued. Once they worked up to her third climax, he pulled out of her and flipped her arround to laying flat on her back on the couch. He crawled ontop of her with a wicked smirk before asking her. “Are you having fun being a woman?” He winked playfully to her as he trailed his hands along her thighs. He slid her legs to either side of him as he pressed against her middle. He kissed her passionately before entering her again as he wanted to keep her so worked up that she wouldn’t be able to stand it.
Gabriella Booth exited the shower with her hair still wet and only covered by a towel as she used another towel to shake through her hair a little bit. However, when she saw the look that Connor gave her and heard his comment, she smirked and raised an eyebrow. “Breakfast huh? Just what were you thinking of getting?” She asked playfully. She had to admit out of her main men in her life, she felt so strong about Connor that it ripped at her seams. He just did something to her that made her more vulnerable and more free at the same time. Though he did have a way about him that could get under her skin just as much and drive her crazy in every way.
Gabby saw the look in his eyes and could feel his arousal in more than one way. She let the towels fall to the ground and chuckled when she got picked up and set onto the dresser. She said heatedly. “That’s one way to sweep a girl off her feet.” She kissed him back passionately as she massaged his tongue with her own, falling into perfect sinc with him. When he broke the kiss and began kissing down her body, she rolled her head to the side slightly and bit her lip with anticipation.
Gabby felt him leave a love mark on her thigh and start eating her out and fingering her. She slid her fingers though his hair, loving the feeling of his wavy hair around her fingers. Her toes started curling as she began feeling herself getting lost in the moment and freefalling towards her climax.
Gabby had gone a few more rounds with Connor as they ended back on the bed. She smirked as she rested her hand and her head on his chest. “You know, at this rate, it’s a miracle if we ever end up out of the house.” She smirked as she just reached back down and wrapped her hands around his member, beginning to massage it again. She leaned up to kiss him passionately before kissing down his body. She ended up wrapping her mouth around his manhood and began moving her mouth along the movement of her hand at the same time. However as if in the worst timing ever, she heard her phone ring a few times and she downright ignored it. Partially because her mouth and hands were busy and partially because they didn’t have anything planned until later that night so she was just focused on enjoying her time alone with Connor. However a few minutes later, Connor’s phone started going off. She shook her head slightly without stopping as she worked him up towards his climax as if to tell him not to dare answer tbat. Then all of a sudden she heard the click of him answering the phone and before he could get to finish his climax she stopped everything and moved back up to look at him as he spoke with whoever was on the other line.
Sarrai had looked to Mary with a smile. “Long time is right. You know you shouldn't be a stranger.” She then heard what was said and sighed before nodding. “Whenever you are all ready I’ll get you there.” She raised an eyebrow at her grandparents and smiled before saying. “Of course, I’ll come back and keep you company grandma.” When they were all ready, she said nothing as she disappeared in purple flashes before reappearing with them in the house shared by Igraine and Athos. When she saw the condition that Igraine was in, she took a deep breath before sending purple light from her hand to Igraine, wrapping her in it as she sealed Igraine’s spirit inside her body should anything happen. “That should help, at least a little bit.” She looked at them all and said. “Remember I’m just a call away.” She gave them all a warm, comforting smile before she disappeared from the house.
Aurelia saw them all appear in the middle of the room and she gave a warm smile. She nodded to Sarrai and then told her. “Thank you, Sarrai.” She watched the woman disappear with purple sparks. She moved aside to let Mary get to Igraine and listened intently. She hugged herself as she made her way to the chair off to the side to let the two women talk.
Hercules nodded to his daughter before watching her disappear. He just crossed his arms across his chest as he watched the scene play out in front of him. He saw Mary look towards him and Iolaus so he gave her a small comforting smile. “A pleasure to meet you.” However, he looked surprised at Jason when he heard the exchange between him and Igraine. He blurted out. “Father? Wh-” He stopped himself from saying anything more just yet.
Aurelia hadn’t slept a wink, keeping eyes on everyone and checking on Igraine through the night. She tried to help keep Igraine alive but it was no use. Once Mary and Hercules left and Athos snapped at her when she tried to comfort him, she just looked to Jason and Iolaus before looking back to Athos. She took a deep breath before she managed to force out the words, “I’m sorry” over the large lump that she had in her throat from the effort she was putting in to keep from crying. She just walked out of the house and leaned against the outside wall. She rested her head against the wall and stared up at the full moon. “Why? Why her?” Only now that she was alone did she allow tears to start falling out of her eyes as she cried quietly.
Hercules couldn’t help but smile when she said that he always found her. “I guess you do need better hiding places, though I probably would find you there as well.” He said in a joking tone, though telling the truth he just wanted her to feel a little bit better. He sighed when hearing her say that he’s done enough. “You don’t need to ask me, I’m offering to help.” He shook his head and said. “I don’t want to go back there and leave you here…to be on your own. I want to be here…with you.” When she buried her face in his chest, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close.
Hercules felt his pulse rise just from the closeness that he was to Mary. When she commented on it, he smiled and said, “Maybe it is.” He paused before adding. “Just for you.” Before he was even aware of what was happening, he had found himself diving into a passionate kiss with Mary. Oh how he had longed for that very moment, though he wished it could’ve been under better circumstances, then everything would be perfect.
Hercules gave a wicked smirk when she stripped him bare. When she backed up against the tree, he moved closer to her and pulled her dress off of her, leaving her as naked as he was. He moved to pin her to the tree as he started suckling her neck and made his way down her body. When he got to her thighs, he lifted only one of her legs up to rest over his shoulders before his hot breath teased her entrance. Not long after, he began eating her out and savored every moment of it. He moved one of his arms to wrap around the leg that was on his shoulder to move his hand towards her entrance as well. He entered a finger then inside of her at the same time as he ate her out, trying to drive her wild with desire.
Hercules continued until he could feel her first climax and once she reached that, he moved her leg back down to rest on the ground and kissed back up her body, He massaged her breasts as he slowly led his mouth up to join her own mouth. He kissed her passionately and never broke the kiss as he moved her away from the tree and down to the leaves on the ground. He let his hands roam every inch of her skin and pressed himself against her. Once he felt her hips lean up and grind against him, he deepened the kiss and slowly, teasingly entered himself into her. He moved inside her at a slow pace in the beginning before picking up his speed.
Aurelia had stood there, silently crying and barely noticed the man walking towards the cabin. However, when she heard some twigs snap, she stood upright and wiped her eyes, ready for a fight if need be. She finally saw who it was that approached as he walked closer to the house. She let out a sigh of relief and said simply. “You’re too late Chris.” She left it at that and let him walk past her and into the house before slowly following him inside.
The Past – somewhere in the outskirts of the city-state of Corinth, Greece
Aurelia Mills had escaped from Claudius Glaber’s villa a month or so ago and had made her way in secret to stay with her former girlfriend, Igraine and Igraine’s fiance, Athos. For the past week or two, she had settled into living with them. Although, she kept away from town and any visitors that came to the house that weren’t trusted allies to her. She didn’t want to risk being found and recaptured and she sure as hell didn’t want to put anyone else at risk if she was found with them.
One morning, Aurelia woke up to Athos in a panic about Igraine burning up. She jumped up and rushed to her lover’s side, taking her hand. “You’re going to be alright. I’ll take care of you.” However, as she took Igraine’s hand, she could see how this would end. That Igraine wasn’t long for this world. She let go of Igraine’s hand and placed it on her stomach, trying not to let the panic set in or show. Afterall, Athos was worrying about everything enough for the both of them. She knew that panicking would do no good, especially with her magic. She took a deep breath and held her hands a couple inches above Igraine’s body before casting a spell to slow the illness.
Aurelia turned to Athos and said. “I need you to bring some aloe, rosemary, chamomile, jasper and mint from the gardens.” Meanwhile, she went to the herb cabinet and grabbed some items she needed for healing spells along with a sprig of sage. She could hear the struggled breathing from the other room and it ate at her. She lit the sprig of sage, let it burn for a moment before blowing the flame out. She closed her eyes and moved the sage over Igraine’s sleeping body to cleanse her spirit and her pores. She then set the sprig of sage onto a dish to cool down.
Once Athos brought the herbs in, Aurelia started breaking the aloe core open and rubbed the gel from the center of the aloe plant on a rag before smoothing it over igraine’s skin. She then took a portion of the rosemary and jasper and ground it up before wrapping it up in the center of a rag before wetting it, wrang it out and then placed the rag on Igraine’s forehead. Next she took another core of aloe and put it in a mortar along with mint leaves and began using the pestle to grind them up together, causing the mint and aloe to merge. When it turned into a merged gel, she took her hand and scooped a handful of it and then smothered it on the bottom of Igraine’s feet before sliding a pair of socks over it to keep the gel stuck to the bottom of her feet. The mixture of what she just did would clear Igraine’s breathing and lower her fever and give her a bit of comfort.
Aurelia then took some of the chamomile and grabbed some hot water, pouring it over the chamomile and brought it over to Athos. “Here, this will help you settle a bit.” She bit her lip and looked to Igraine as she spoke to Athos. “I’m going to do everything I can for her.” She cleared her throat and grabbed a scroll, ink and a quill. She went to the table and sat down as she wrote the message to Mary, knowing that she’d need to be there as soon as possible because, contrary to the front she was putting on, it wasn’t looking good.
Mary darling, I am writing this to you to let you know your mother, Igraine, needs you to come home. She’s not doing well and she could use as many loved ones around her as she can get. I know that this is a bit of a last moment notice, but please get here as soon as you can. I look forward to seeing you soon. Aurelia.
Aurelia folded the message and instead of doing the traditional messenger pigeon, she knew there wasn’t enough time so she went to the fireplace, lit the fire and said the spell to send the message directly to Mary and threw the message into the fire. That way there would be no chance of interception and it would also speed up the arrival. She took a deep breath and walked over to a chair as she looked between Athos and Igraine.
Elsewhere, Hercules had been staying at his mother, Alcemne’s house that she shared with Jason. They had Mary staying in the spare room at the house and he stayed at the guest house that they built with Iolaus. That morning, he was out tending the field’s for his mother with Iolaus, who he could hear saying things but he wasn’t paying attention to what was being said. Instead, he had caught glimpse of Mary and couldn’t help but feel a smile start sliding across his face.
All of a sudden there was a flash in the sky and Hercules stopped before he saw a piece of parchment floating down into Mary’s hand. He turned and started walking to Mary with concern before asking. “What’s that? Everything alright?” He watched Mary’s reaction to reading the message before hearing what it was about. He nodded before looking up and calling his daughter’s name. “Sarrai! We need you.” When she appeared, he looked to his daughter and said. “We need to be sent to where Aurelia is.” He paused before walking to his mother and Jason. “Thank you both. Not to worry, we’ll be back soon, we just have some business to get to.”
Sarrai had heard his father calling for her and appeared infront of the 5 of them. She raised her eyebrow but had a level of concern on her face because she knew out of everyone she protected and helped, her parents were people that almost never requested her assistance. She knew something was up. “Hey.” She looked to everyone as she asked. “What can I help you with?”
The next morning, one of the worst things that Aurelia could think of happened, Igraine passed to the other side. She did everything she could, they even had Sarrai seal the soul to the body but the moment that spell wore off, Igraine died. She went to try to comfort Mary but before she could even pull her into a hug, Mary had already ran off to the woods. She sighed before walking to Athos, who had buried his fact on Igraine’s chest, simply breaking down. She tried to hold her tears back, but they stung at her eyes as she felt her heart shattering in her chest. She felt that she had to stand strong, for Mary, for Athos. She reached her hand to Athos’ shoulder and started rubbing his shoulder, trying to comfort him. However, she felt him shake her hand odd and she gave him a hurt look as she listened to him blaming her. She knew it was just out of grief but it still hurt to her core. She had a lot of practice at hiding her emotions but she had to admit to herself that she was having a hard time holding herself together in that moment.
Hercules saw this all unfold infront of him as he looked between everyone. When Mary ran off he took a deep breath and said. “Don’t worry, I’ll go check on her.” He looked to Iolaus and whispered. “Do what you can to help them, we’ll be back.” He went out the door and began running through the woods in search of Mary. Once, he found her, he slowed down to a walk and made his way over to her. He sat next to her and wrapped a buff arm around her shoulders. “I’m here for you, always. I hope you know that.” He swallowed hard as he looked at her, gently moving a few strands out of her face.
Lulina Hunter Casey was one of Annabelle Casey’s many children and one of the ones that was actually shared between the first loves, Annabelle and Matthew Casey. Her family was one of the many complex and intermingled families in the immediate circle of friends. She had to admit that she tended to take after her mom, quite a bit. She took pride in living her life to the fullest and had no fears that she had been aware of, that is. She went by her middle name, much to her mother’s disapproval but it was probably a bit of her rebellious side coming out. Though she did approve of her strong name since her first name, Lulina, in essence means the warrior maiden born at daybreak that coupled with her middle name, Hunter, is a powerful name combination.
Hunter had recently gone to backpack through Europe for about two months after Becky, her best friend’s fiance, Dan, had died on a climb that the three of them had gone on in the Grand Canyon. She knew that Becky had fallen into a deep depression, understandably, so she had begun making a plan to try and get Becky back out into the world a bit. A plan that she wasn’t going to tell anyone else about because she knew that neither of their parents would agree with it in the slightest. That afternoon, she showed up at Becky’s apartment and grinned as she put her bag down by the door and took her shoes off before walking to the living room where Becky was.
Hunter saw Becky sitting on the couch and staring out of the window, almost as if in her own little world. She sighed and sat next to her best friend, the person she had stronger feelings for than anyone else that she had ever known so far. The woman she loved and was in love with. That was also in her plan. She knew that the other woman also had feelings for her as well and she was going to give that an opportunity to finally be addressed. She reached over and nudged Becky before asking. “What’s going on in that gorgeous head of yours?”
Later that night, the girls were settling into the hotel. Hunter was glad that Becky had finally agreed to come along. Tomorrow, they’d arrive at the never before climbed 2,000 foot tall radio tower that was in the middle of nowhere. The nearest bit of civilization that was near the tower was at least a couple miles away from the tower. She knew there was a deep-seeded fear that had been damn near crippling for Rebecca and it cut Hunter to her core to see the other woman living like that.
Hunter looked up at Rebecca when she had come out of the shower, wrapped up in the white hotel towel and wet hair. She bit her lip before moving to sitting up on the king-sized bed. “Come here.” She reached over and grabbed the brush that Becky was reaching for before the brunette could grab it and she waited for the other woman to sit down. Once she did, the blonde moved to where she could brush her hair. She brushed her hair before she slid the brush gently down the center of Becky's back. She set the brush on the bed as she slid her hands to Rebecca’s shoulders as she began to massage them.
Not long after, Hunter leaned forward to kiss the side of Becky’s neck. Before Becky could even attempt to stop her, she gently positioned herself to turn Becky's head towards her before she kissed the other woman passionately. She knew that it had been long enough and it felt like it was time to share that moment, if not more, though she hoped that she could get more. She moved a little and pushed Becky back to the bed. She trailed her finger along the side of the other woman’s face to trail over her lips, down her chin then her neck to the top of the towel. She looked at Becky before saying with a bit of a heated breath. “You know, you can stop me if you want to. I’ll respect your decision, but at least now you know how I truly feel about you.” She bit her lip seductively as her eyes devoured the sight of a practically naked Becky laying on the bed.
Two days later, Annabelle had been at Violet’s house for the weekend because it happened to be the weekend where Casey, Severide, Violet and Annabelle had arranged for Violet and Annabelle to be with each other and Casey and Severide to be with each other for their couple time since the 4 of them had the whole weekend off. All of the younger children that they all had that were living with them were either at friends or other family member’s houses. Casey went to stay at Severide’s loft for their time.
Annabelle woke up that morning with a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach that she’s had for a couple days, though she had been trying her best to just focus on Violet and the alone time that they had together. She gave a small smile before turning to lay on her stomach and resting her chest on violet’s bare lower back. A few strands of her hair had fallen forward onto her lover’s skin as she leaned her face down to make a trail of kisses along Violet's back to wake her up. When she saw the other woman stirring, she grinned and slid her hands around the other woman’s front and turned her over. She looked in her eyes as she said. “Good morning my dear. Sleep well?” However, she knew that neither of them had slept much in the heat of the night, mostly from the heat that they caused themselves. She had no intention of taking a long break from f***ing her girlfriend anytime soon and she had a plan to eat eachother for breakfast. Figuratively and literally.
Severide woke up with one hand behind his head and the other wrapped around Casey, holding him close. He couldn’t help but smile at the blonde man next to him. He lifted his hand up to run his fingers through Casey’s short hair. When the other man stirred awake, he smiled and said. “Well hello there.” He winked as he felt the other man’s early morning wood pressing against his side. He bit his lip and leaned over to kiss the other man. “Hope you had nothing but hot dreams.” He winked playfully.
Later that night, Annabelle had heard Violet’s phone ringing while she was in the shower. She hollered out. “Vie, your phone’s ringing. I’ll get it!” She grabbed the cell phone without looking at it from Violet’s nightstand and answered it. “Hello.” However when she heard the other voice on the line, she gritted her teeth before saying. “Hey John, It’s Annabelle, Violet’s indisposed at the moment. Can I take a message?” She hasn't come to terms with John Winchester for years and didn’t care for him one bit, only three things saved that man and those were Violet, Dean and Becky. If it wasn’t for them, who knows what she would’ve done to the older man. She took a deep breath as she listened before she demanded. “WHAT?! She’s missing?” She swallowed hard, knowing that if Becky was missing then Hunter wouldn’t be far away because when Hunter was in town the two would always be attached at the hip. She got off the bed and ran to the bathroom, reached in and turned the shower off just in time for John to say what he knew at the time while he was on speaker phone.
Meanwhile, Hunter had been desperately trying everything with Becky to get off of that damn tower and she hated it but it was all her fault that they even got stuck up there in the first place. Her skin along with Becky’s skin was both sunburned and windburned from the height that they had been stuck at for a little more than 2 days. They were starving and being pestered by vultures, not to mention almost completely out of options. They were just waiting on the last option that they did to actually work out and as night fell on the newly formed couples, she rested her head back on the pole behind her back and held Becky’s head in her lap. She ran her fingers through the other woman’s hair.
After an hour of sitting like that Hunter’s legs had fallen asleep but she looked across the way as she saw a mix of red, blue and yellow flashing lights driving down the highway in their direction. She grabbed Becky’s shoulder to wake her up before saying in a bit of a hoarse voice. “Becks, wake up. I think they finally came to get us.”
Elsewhere, Amir had been soaking in the tub and trying to relax and unwind from his last assignment. One that pretty much backfired before it finally got completed. He was just glad to be back at home with his family and with his wife. He hadn;t realized how loing he was in there until he saw Mary walk in seductively and join him in the tub. He smirked as he watched every move she made as she stripped and moved to join him. He bit his lip before kissing her passionately and slid his hands down to cup her ass. He slid his fingers up a bit more to soak in her warmth. He moved his fingers as he started getting more and more caught up in the moment.
Annabelle Fielding-Black was back at Jacob Fielding’s, which as far as she knew was her biological father's mansion. Practically trapped in a wing of the house and only able to leave with an armed escort. The armed escort definitely not there for her own protection. It was to keep her in line and trapt. Her father and her farce of a husband, Darien Black, both disgusted her and made her skin crawl. Hell, just being there around all these guards and people drove her insane and her abusive ass of a husband, made her sick even thinking about him, much less seeing or being with him. She had to admit that she was glad, most of her kids were taken care of far away from this place.
Annabelle got up and went to the restroom, locking the door behind her. She rested her hands on the sides of the sink as she stared into the mirror, seeing the shiner that was surrounding her left eye from the night before. She took a deep breath and splashed some water on her face. She bit her lip as she went through her phone to find a song that was loud enough and started to sing the song as she blared the music. She knew that at least the guards could hear her if not Darien or Jacob as well and quite frankly she didn't care. She’s always been the rebellious type that never could fit into a tiny box for display.
Annabelle pulled out her makeup, which she hated using unless she was going on stage or going on a date, not covering up bruises or cuts or swelling. She hated every bit of it. She was halfway through covering up the bruise around her eye when she heard someone banging on the bedroom door. “What the f***?! I’m not a bitch being at everyone’s beck and call!”
George, one of the guards who were stationed outside of Annabelle’s room for the moment to make sure that she didn’t leave, had heard the orders that Darien had given him to take Annabelle down to the office right then. He sighed and looked at his partner before banging on the door as if he was a cop trying to get the door to open. He heard the music stop and what the woman had screamed at him. He whispered to his partner. “Remind me why we got stuck on taming of the shrew duty?” He said through the door. “You’re needed downstairs. Now!” His main thing was he couldn’t stand her attitude or the fact that she seems to make everything harder than it needed to be.
Annabelle threw her head back in frustration and rolled her eyes. “I guess I’ll be out in a few minutes. I’m sure that asshole and d*ckwad can jerk eachother off a bit longer while they wait for me!” She said loud enough for whoever around could hear her. She finished covering up her bruise quickly, missing a couple spots, but not caring. Afterall, she knew that pretty much everyone that worked in the mansion knew exactly what went on between her and Darien and it wasn’t pretty.
George had to stifle back a chuckle at what Annabelle yelled back to keep everyone else on the floor from seeing it. He was a workaholic, yes, but some of the things that came out of that girl’s mouth he never thought would ever be said before. “Just hurry up!”
Annabelle rubbed her head and hoped to all the gods and goddesses that she didn’t have to deal with that asshole too day in and day out. He annoyed her even more than she already was. She changed her clothes and lifted her hair off of her neck before finally opening the door. She walked passed both of the guards without saying a word and continued down the stairs and to the office doors. She opened them before looking at her husband and father with a disappointed look and said. “Aww, drats. I thought you two would have a heart attack because I didn't come when you snapped your fingers.” She crossed her arms over her chest defiantly.
Annabelle heard them ask her to sit down, though to be honest, it was more of an order spoken like a request. She shook her head, not trusting them and definitely not wanting to lose sight of either of the snakes. “I think I’ll stand, thank you.” However when she heard Darien’s comment about her having a hard time sitting because of the night before, she felt like she would be sick and shook her head. “No, I’m just not giving either of you the satisfaction of thinking that you’re above me in any way, shape or form.”
After this back and forth between them, Annabelle raised an eyebrow when someone came to the doorway. She had to admit that this new recruit, as far as she was concerned, was definitely a looker. She had never seen him before which piqued her curiosity. She put her back towards the wall to keep an eye on all of them before saying. “And who are you?” Afterall she didn’t know Dante Torres from a hole in the wall, much less that he was undercover and going by a different name there. Though she got a feeling from him that she never really got from other people who worked for her family, except those she knew to be brothers though not all were.
A Month Later:
Annabelle had actually found herself looking forward to the time that she was able to spend with who she knew to be a man named Eddie, her new armed escort, technically more of a babysitter. Thank goodness she didn’t have to deal with George anymore, even his face bugged her. However, Eddie, she could stare at all day if given half the chance. At that point she couldn’t tell if it was actually something between them or if it was just her body’s way of saying that it needed something to distract her. That was something she planned to figure out the first chance that she’d get.
That afternoon, Annabelle got ready since Jacob and Darien were out checking on the locations in the state for the next couple of days, she was pretty much left alone with Eddie and a few other guards and staff to take care of the mansion. She opened her door and c*cked her head to the side before saying. “Hey Eddie, care to take me into town for some shopping, maybe a bite to eat, something? I just need to get away from these walls for a little bit, enjoy the day. Not to worry, I’ll be a good little girl.” Though as she said the last three words, they came out sarcastically.
Annabelle smiled and put her hands together in a praying motion and gave him the puppy dog eyes. “Please.” She smirked when he agreed and walked ahead of him to keep everyone thinking that she didn’t really care for him to keep them both safe. She left the mansion and got into the back seat of the car before looking out the window. “I don’t care where we go first, just somewhere, anywhere other than here.”
The next couple hours were possibly the happiest hours that she had since being back at the mansion. Annabelle started to come to the realization that he wasn’t just a distraction, though it helped, that she had an attraction there. The only thing she needed was a sign for him to show her that he was into her as well. Afterall when they’re gone and away from the mansion was probably the best opportunity that they would have.
Annabelle was walking next to Eddie as they were stolling for restaurants to eat at while they were out when a man came up and acted as if he knew Eddie. The difference was that he didn’t seem to know the other man and the other man kept calling Eddie by a different name, Dante Torres. She crossed her arms over her chest and just watched as Eddie started shoving the other guy and telling him to drop it.
Annabelle shook her head and she felt weird being the one having to pull someone back, but she took Eddie’s arm and shook her head. “Wrong time, wrong place.” She said simply before adding. “I’m not very hungry anymore, I think we should head back.” She walked back to the car and got in the back seat. She watched the scenery as she processed what just happened. She saw an area that had no one for miles. In Fact it was about 2 miles down the road from the same lake that she had slept with Casey and lost her virginity before everything had blown all to sh*t. “Pull over.” When Eddie didn't stop, she said in more of a demanding tone. “I said pull over.” She shook her head and got out of the car when he pulled the car over and to a stop. She started walking towards the woods before she felt him take her arm to turn her back to look at him. “What the hell was all that about?!” Which came out half pleading and half demanding. Quite frankly she really hoped that it was true as long as it would be a way to get out of there, but the other part wished it wasnt because then it would mean if he would happen to be exposed as a cop, they’d surely torture the hell out of him or brainwash him or some sick twisted sh*t before putting him out of his misery. That wasn't something that she wanted to see or even hear about happening to him. She genuinely cared about him whether it be romantically or as a friend, she wasn’t 100% sure on that yet. He was pretty much the first person that had any connection to the mansion that actually treated her like a human being since he’s been there.
