A/N: The woman Lucky finds here is Emily.

Snow Angel

He hadn't known what to expect when he decided to follow the quest that Siobhan had set out for him but he knew deep in his heart that it was something he just had to do. Sure enough, his trip had taken him from Ireland to Germany and finally to Switzerland where he had found her.


It had taken years but she had finally escaped her captors and in an effort to get away as fast and as far away as possible, she stowed away on a train that had taken her all the way to Switzerland. That was where she saw Lucky. She could hardly believe her eyes; certain that it was just a side effect of the drugs that had been flowing in her system for years now. After all, what were the odds that he would be there right when she needed him most?


"Lucky,"she called out to him still not entirely convinced that her mind wasn't playing an evil trick on her.

But it wasn't a dream or even a drug induced hallucination: he was real and he was right there in front of her.


He stopped short when he heard her voice. It couldn't be. There was no way. He was tired and his mind was playing tricks on him. That had to be it. There was no other explanation.

"Lucky!" she called out louder this time, even though she was starting to believe that maybe she had been mistaken after all.

There it was again, unmistakably clear this time. Her sweet soft voice calling out to him. He turned around slowly and there she was running towards him. It was like something straight out of a dream and it wasn't until she finally reached him and threw her arms around him that he actually allowed himself to believe that she was real. He scooped her up in his arms and held on tight. She was back and this time he wasn't going to let her go.