~*Guilt*~

AN: for The Digital One, who isn't into all that isaac/mia stuff. Here's an isaac/jenna for you! It's short, but I'm also working on Fateful journey, so I couldn't spend that much time on this, sorry!

Isaac stood panting, his shirt ripped, his sword spattered with blood, in the aerie of Mars Lighthouse.

"Isaac…we did it…we beat them!" Ivan cheered, looking at the prone figures of Alex, Saturos, Menardi, and Felix on the floor.

Isaac said nothing, flinching when Mia reached over to hug him, not sharing in his companion's happiness.

He felt dirty, tainted, corrupted. He was the one who had killed them. Garet and the others had helped, to be sure, but he was the one who had struck the final blow.

His tongue felt dry in his mouth, and he swallowed nervously. Would Jenna ever forgive him for killing her brother? True, Felix had been evil and betrayed them, but he was Jenna's brother, the only one she had left.

And now he was gone. Because of Isaac.

"Isaac! C'mon, let's get down from here!" Garet's cheerful voice reached Isaac's ears, and he was jolted from his thoughts. He nodded quickly, following the other three onto Tiamat's back, and the wind under her great wings wafted them gently down from the height of the aerie.

His head pounded violently, and he felt like he might be sick. Felix…dead…all because of him…

"Isaac? Are you all right?" Mia asked, concerned. She walked over and her hands glowed blue for an instant.

Ply. He didn't need it right now. He didn't want to feel better. He struck her hands away and ran, legs churning the grass underneath him. The three others watched him, confused and hurt.

When his legs had grown as heavy as lead, Isaac stumbled down on a grassy knoll.

"Jenna…" He murmured. Would he ever see her face smile at him again?

At last he gave up trying to think at all, and succumbed to his exhaustion.

~*~

When he woke the next morning, Isaac was in a bed, surrounded by clean linen sheets. "Where the hell am I?" He growled. Waking up early and confused made him irritable.

Ivan and Mia smiled nervously from the corner where they were sitting. "Garet went after you on Tiamat after you didn't come back, and brought you back here. He's outside now, talking to Jenna and Kraden."

Isaac's breath caught in his throat. He had only perceived one word…Jenna. Jenna was here. Jenna was safe. Forgetting his exhaustion, he stumbled out of bed, pulling his boots on, and was out the inn door before Ivan and Mia had a chance to protest.

His eyes saw only one person. She was there, auburn hair waving in the breeze, laughing, and talking. His heart melted. Then she saw him.

"Isaac! You're awake!" He couldn't help himself. He ran to her and hugged her tightly, tears filling his clear blue eyes.

"Then…you…you aren't…" His words drifted off.

"Mad at you because of Felix? Of course not! Isaac, you did what was right." She smiled, and he knew she wasn't lying when she said that.

The burden of guilt lifted off at last, Isaac looked deep into her eyes. The moment their lips touched he wanted to last forever.

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AN: **gag** I made it waaaaaay too romantic…ick. If you liked it, review. Flames aren't really fun, but if you feel the need to give one, feel free to do so. Sorry if it sucked, The Digital One. -___- I feel stupid…it wasn't supposed to be sooooo romantic…anyway it's refreshing to not write a isaac/mia….lol.
Peace out,
Darcy (WackyD)
PS: Go read mizustarangel's story, Fallen Angel. It's the best!