"Oh, Ash.." She whispered. "I miss you so." She picked up the silver frame and studied the photograph, tracing out the chiseled features and handsome profile. In it Ash was standing on a balcony in the moonlight, a balcony that looked out over a distant ocean somewhere where the moonlight reflected off the water. He looked pensive and utterly gorgeous. She picked up his most recent letter and read the end of it again, very slowly.
Yours forever,
Ash
She folded the letter and dropped it back in her drawer, sighing. She had told him she would wait forever. And she would. As she laid on her bed and fell into a troubled sleep, one thought was on her mind. And that thought was Ash's voice.
Forever is a long time. Even for us.
Mary-Lynnette awoke to find it was nighttime. Her brother was gone-- probably over with Jade. She stood and walked to the mirror, proceeding to brush out her long hair. There was a light tapping at the front door. She promptly dropped the brush and trotted into the entryway, throwing the door open. And there he was.
Ash tapped on the door, wondering if things had changed at all. He heard her walking toward the door. The porch light came on and the door opened. There she stood, her dark hair tumbling over her shoulders and shining in the moonlight. Her eyes lit up and she threw herself into his arms. He held her tightly, kissing her hair.
"Oh, Mary-Lynnette." He whispered. She buried her face in his chest. "I've missed you so," She murmured, then pulled away slightly. Looked up at him.
Yes, he was still her Ash. The same chiseled profile, the same handsome features and those ever-changing eyes, in a kaleidoscope of colours-- there. They settled on an emerald green. But something was different.
"Yes, something is different," Ash said with a slight smile. "Me." Mary -Lynnette smiled in return. She raised herself on her toes so she could look directly into his eyes. They were no longer fathomless, now only filled with love.
Their noses were almost touching. "Your eyes-" She started to say. Their lips were so close that just speaking made them touch, and the words were turned into a heady kiss that promised passion, fierce devotion and eternal love. They ended the kiss and Ash smiled.
"How I've missed you." He said. Before she could speak, a cruel voice said,
"How touching. I didn't think it was true." They both turned. Ash recognized the voice immediately-- Mary- Lynnette, of course, did not. Hunter Redfern stepped out of the shadows, moonlight making his hair look like fresh blood. He smiled. "I didn't think it was true, didn't believe that my favourite son would do this to me. First, that you were in Circle Daybreak. That in itself was a surprise. After the initial shock I thought my informant must have been mistaken. So I had him for dinner. How wrong I was, boy." Hunter spoke the word with stinging sarcasm. Ash stood tall, his hand firmly clasping Mary-Lynnette's.
"You're supposed to be dead." He said finally, staring at his father with fierce defiance and something that resembled fear. Hunter laughed.
"A simple misunderstanding. No, Quinn's little fire wasn't enough to finish me off." His voice grew softer, and he continued. "That you would do this, reveal everything about our lives to a human, a vermin, is despicable, Ash. I should report you to the council. If I did you would both die. How would that be, Ash? Would you like that?" Ash glared. Hunter stepped forward and grabbed Mary-Lynnette's arm. "And you, a little human girl. It's too bad it has to end this way-- but you know too much about me-- and my handsome son there. I can't blame you for your infatuation, my dear. But how would you like to be dead?" Hunter's teeth extended as he lowered his mouth to her neck.
Ash screamed, "NO!!" He grabbed one of the pickets from the fence that went around the flower-bed in front of the porch. "You can't have her! You'll burn in hell!" Ash lunged at his father with the sharp stake.
"Oh, Ash.." She whispered. "I miss you so." She picked up the silver frame and studied the photograph, tracing out the chiseled features and handsome profile. In it Ash was standing on a balcony in the moonlight, a balcony that looked out over a distant ocean somewhere where the moonlight reflected off the water. He looked pensive and utterly gorgeous. She picked up his most recent letter and read the end of it again, very slowly.
Yours forever,
Ash
She folded the letter and dropped it back in her drawer, sighing. She had told him she would wait forever. And she would. As she laid on her bed and fell into a troubled sleep, one thought was on her mind. And that thought was Ash's voice.
Forever is a long time. Even for us.
Mary-Lynnette awoke to find it was nighttime. Her brother was gone-- probably over with Jade. She stood and walked to the mirror, proceeding to brush out her long hair. There was a light tapping at the front door. She promptly dropped the brush and trotted into the entryway, throwing the door open. And there he was.
Ash tapped on the door, wondering if things had changed at all. He heard her walking toward the door. The porch light came on and the door opened. There she stood, her dark hair tumbling over her shoulders and shining in the moonlight. Her eyes lit up and she threw herself into his arms. He held her tightly, kissing her hair.
"Oh, Mary-Lynnette." He whispered. She buried her face in his chest. "I've missed you so," She murmured, then pulled away slightly. Looked up at him.
Yes, he was still her Ash. The same chiseled profile, the same handsome features and those ever-changing eyes, in a kaleidoscope of colours-- there. They settled on an emerald green. But something was different.
"Yes, something is different," Ash said with a slight smile. "Me." Mary -Lynnette smiled in return. She raised herself on her toes so she could look directly into his eyes. They were no longer fathomless, now only filled with love.
Their noses were almost touching. "Your eyes-" She started to say. Their lips were so close that just speaking made them touch, and the words were turned into a heady kiss that promised passion, fierce devotion and eternal love. They ended the kiss and Ash smiled.
"How I've missed you." He said. Before she could speak, a cruel voice said,
"How touching. I didn't think it was true." They both turned. Ash recognized the voice immediately-- Mary- Lynnette, of course, did not. Hunter Redfern stepped out of the shadows, moonlight making his hair look like fresh blood. He smiled. "I didn't think it was true, didn't believe that my favourite son would do this to me. First, that you were in Circle Daybreak. That in itself was a surprise. After the initial shock I thought my informant must have been mistaken. So I had him for dinner. How wrong I was, boy." Hunter spoke the word with stinging sarcasm. Ash stood tall, his hand firmly clasping Mary-Lynnette's.
"You're supposed to be dead." He said finally, staring at his father with fierce defiance and something that resembled fear. Hunter laughed.
"A simple misunderstanding. No, Quinn's little fire wasn't enough to finish me off." His voice grew softer, and he continued. "That you would do this, reveal everything about our lives to a human, a vermin, is despicable, Ash. I should report you to the council. If I did you would both die. How would that be, Ash? Would you like that?" Ash glared. Hunter stepped forward and grabbed Mary-Lynnette's arm. "And you, a little human girl. It's too bad it has to end this way-- but you know too much about me-- and my handsome son there. I can't blame you for your infatuation, my dear. But how would you like to be dead?" Hunter's teeth extended as he lowered his mouth to her neck.
Ash screamed, "NO!!" He grabbed one of the pickets from the fence that went around the flower-bed in front of the porch. "You can't have her! You'll burn in hell!" Ash lunged at his father with the sharp stake.
