Ok, so this is just something that came to me a little while ago...I just decided to actually write it tonight. I'm not entirely sure where I'm going with this, though I have a rough idea. I also don't know when I'll be updating again coz my "Nanny" projects take priority at the moment. I just thought I'd post this in anyway!;)
Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me!
Autumn
Prologue:
The soft cool breeze grazing her skin awoke her from her slumber. She remained where she was, outstretched on her bed, her left hand reaching out, simply listening to the storm outside. It was a constant melody that consisted of silence, followed by the deafening crescendo of the wind tangling in trees and leaves. Her eyes firmly closed Karen kept her face buried in the crook of her right arm, breathing in the familiar scent of shea butter and ginger and eucalyptus from the ointment she had rubbed on Jack's chest earlier on. A slight shiver started at her calves and slowly crept up her thighs until it consumed her body entirely and with great reluctance she changed her position to draw the blanket up to her chin. Jack was still sound asleep next to her and the warmth that was radiating off his body combined with the knowledge that there was another heart beat in the house calmed her, if only for a while. Slowly opening her eyes she found that she was enveloped by darkness still and only the city lights drew shapes and danced across the ceiling. New York was alive, a city that never slept, and sometimes Karen didn't know if that was comforting or scary. Carefully she slipped out from under the covers, her bare feet silently touching the carpet. She risked another glance back at Jack who didn't seem to have noticed her stirring and, wrapping her arms around her body, she walked over to the window. It had only been opened a mere couple of inches, yet that had been quite enough for the wind to intrude. She smiled sadly and pushed it open completely, enjoying a fresh breeze that ran through her hair. For a moment she simply stood there, closing her eyes and savouring freedom, a sensation that she was hard-pressed to experience these days.
"Karen, are you alright?" Jack's sleepy voice drew her from her musings.
His warm hand on her shoulder seemed to burn her skin, searing as it was against the cold she was feeling.
"Come back to bed," he repeated and she managed a weak smile.
"In a minute, Jackie,"
Apparently pleased with her response he moved away again. Karen sighed deeply, breathing in as much of the fresh air as she could before closing the window, locking herself back in the confinement of the Walker mansion. Yes, autumn had come...and with it her yearning.