Hi fans and followers.

I apologize that I've taken such a long break after getting into the swing of the fic. I had a massive bout of writer's block and am finally getting over it. Part of the block can be contributed to my lack of forethought in that I didn't address any of the interactions and relationship between Elisa and Goliath before Puck. Essentially, I wrote myself into a corner and now I'm going back and starting at "Awakening" and adding in a number of chapters. I may edit the current chapters when I get there, if and when I need to. But in the meantime, please enjoy the new chapters, this one taking place in Season 1, Ep 3: Awakening Part III.

The songs I listened to for this chapter include: "Up In The Air" by 30 Seconds to Mars and "Just Say Yes" by Ben Lee.

Please note Gargoyles does not belong to me and I'm not making any money from this. I am writing a fanfiction for my enjoyment and the enjoyment of others.

"OK Pal! Let me see you!" I shouted into the darkness of the staircase, "Nice and easy."

I didn't buy Xanatos's "generator explosion" story nor his story about a rival company trying to steal his technology, not one bit. I had a hunch that he was lying. But I also had a hunch that by pursuing this case I would be in over my head. I also had another hunch that, as I was standing on a ledge of Xanatos's castle face to face with a four legged creature not known to man, I should have called for backup long ago.

A growl from the creature made my skin crawl and I recoiled, stepping backwards. I could feel the wind whipping my hair around and tug at my jacket. I forced my breath to be even but that effort fell short when another creature stepped from the shadows, towering, two legged and with a set of wings. A growl escaped from the second creature as he reached for my hand gun and crushed it in his hands.

I gaped.

Then panicked.

Everything seemed to happen in a single heartbeat: I went from holding my gun to ending up on the absolute edge of the castle wall to looking up at the two creatures instead of straight at them.

In this heartbeat, I was falling.

Instead of having my life flash before my eyes like I expected when I knew my death was certain, I noticed everything: the moss and ivy growing on the outer castle walls, the sirens continuing to wail below, the wind whipping my hair around my face, the pigeons on the next building over, my cold hands, and... the look of surprise, of concern, of fear, on the two-legged winged creature that had seemed so ferocious.

One more heartbeat, time fell into place again and I could feel myself falling fast. The two creatures blinked out of my sight and I knew I was going to die. My life still didn't flash before my eyes and my gaze remained from where I had fallen. I'm not sure if I blinked, but in an instant the winged creature came into view with his arms stretched out in front of him. I reached out to him and in the next moment its arms encircled my body and pulled me close as the creature opened its wings. I threw my arms around its neck and the only thing I could think of was, Safe!

The creature opened up its wings and the sudden deceleration made my head snap forward making me feel a little dizzy. Out of the corner of my eye I see the people, cars, and shops rush past underneath me: I was so close I could make out the expressions of shock and confusion. The creature continues past all these people at the bottom of Xanatos's building and lands on a ledge.

As soon as I had secure footing underneath me the creature released me from its arms and I took the fastest and most careful steps back I could, hugging the wall behind me. I could hear my heart thudding in my ears as I gazed down at the chaos in the street below. I looked up at the creature and the concerned expression had turned a stoic one.

Trying to catch my breath and regain some composure I took a moment to really look at what I was seeing: large feet that could probably pass for talons, a tail, hands the size of meat hooks and three fingers on each hand, large leathery wings, small horns protruding from his brow bone, and no hair besides what was on his head. He was the most magnificent thing I had ever seen.

"OK," I said, steeling myself, "OK just take it easy."

Am I saying this for him or myself? I thought feeling stupid.

"What were you doing in my castle?" the creature demanded in a low rumbling voice.

"Y-you can talk? Who-What are you?" I asked not able to keep my voice composed.

Leaning in, the creature replied, "My kind have no names, but you humans call me Goliath."

"Your kind? You mean there's more than one of you?" I found it difficult to speak with Goliath so close; he had been very appropriately named.

Goliath responded with a deep, irritated, "Barely." before turning his back. Obviously I touched a nerve, but I had no clue what is was, and now this moment was starting to slip away from me.

"Wait, don't go." I said while reaching out a hand. I wasn't expecting him to actually turn around and face me. I felt a slight twinge of embarrassment that I had tried to touch him, to connect with him. Recoiling I continued, "Uh, look, we either need to get back down to the street or up to the castle. Since you can fly-"

"I can't fly." Goliath cut in, "I can only glide on currents of wind. There are none strong enough to lift us back up."

I felt my heart sink, "So we're stuck here?"

I was about wallow in a moment of self-pity when a massive hand encircled my upper arm easily and lifted me off the ledge. Panic washed over me instantly as the relatively secure footing beneath my feet vanish. I could feel a scream of sheer terror rising in the back of my throat, but in the next instant I found both my arms around the tree trunk of a neck of this creature, his hand holding me in place for a moment.

"Hold on." came another rumbling from Goliath's throat. It sounded irritated but in a way dutiful, but he didn't' have to tell me twice.

My breath caught in my throat as I had no secure footing and all I had were my sweaty palms around the neck of a mystical creature climbing up the side of a high rise by digging his claws into the building. I looked down and saw the street filled with people and police cars become smaller. I inhaled sharply as I started to feel faint and buried my face in Goliath's neck and hair. A scent that reminded me of being at a pebble beach filled my nostrils and I found it oddly comforting in my predicament.

Without pausing in his efforts, Goliath spoke, "Trust me."

"I don't believe this." was all I could mutter.

I don't know if it was a mistake to look up but I did, We have a long way to go...

What was it that I couldn't believe: That mythological creatures existed? That a mystical creature would jump off a perfectly good ledge to save her even though he couldn't fly? And that the same creature was giving her a lift up to the top of the building? I couldn't think of anyone else in my life that would let me be such a burden in such a short acquaintance.

So did I trust Goliath? Yes, yes I did.