Secrets Revealed

Summary: Dylan has been keeping a secret from her friends. Will they ever find out and how will they react if they do?

Setting: Takes place two months after my story 'A Darker Romance'.

Pairing: Dylan/Anthony

Rated: T

Disclaimer: Sadly enough, I still don't own any of these characters.

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Dylan..

I hit the brakes, making the car abruptly skit to an halt, when a traffic light turned red. I had been so consumed with thoughts that I hardly noticed it. Charlie had given us a weeks vacation. I wasn't entirely sure on how to spend all of that free time. Normally the three of us would get together after a difficult assignment and just have some harmless fun. But things were a little different now. The two previous times they had asked I declined and said I wasn't in a going-out mood, that way I could go and meet up with Anthony. I would drive up to his appartment, like I was doing right now, spend a couple of hours there and then head back home. Like it was the most normal thing in the world.

It went on like this for nearly two months now. We both figured out it was a lot safer, especially when I still hadn't told the others. Although, I would have to sooner or later. I wouldn't be able to keep this up and more importantly I hated lying to my friends like this. Well if you could call it lying, because basically I just neglected to tell them that Anthony was alive or that I was seeing him. I was just so damn afraid that they wouldn't accept. I didn't want to lose them, neither did I want to give up on Anthony. But somehow I knew that they wouldn't see it the same way I did. I sighed and slammed my hands down on the steering wheel in frustration. The rebel inside of me loved all that sneeking around, being with my lover secretly, however the 'Angel' inside protested heavily. At times, it almost felt like betrayal.. Sleeping with the enemy, who wasn't really the enemy anymore..

I would discuss this with Anthony as soon as I got there. We needed to get our relationship out in the open. Although my friends already suspected that maybe a guy could be involved, I seriously doubted that 'The Thin Man' would ever cross their minds as a potential boyfriend. Boy were they going to be in for one hell of a surprise.. "What have I gotten myself into?" I muttered under my breath glancing up at the red light. I tightened my grip on the steering wheel as my thoughts wandered off once more.

As soon as the light turned green, I pushed down the gass pedal and sped off to reunite with Anthony.

Anthony..

I looked out the window, awaiting a certain dark blue mustang's arrival. Leaning against the wall, I took a long drag from my cigarette, letting the smoke fill my lungs before blowing it out my nostrils. Smoking always seemed to calm me down. A nasty little habbit. Although I didn't quite understand why I was nervous in the first place. Me and Dylan were together now. I had given up my life as an assassin to be with, what I considered, the love of my life. The only time I would pick up my rapier again or kill for that matter would be in order to protect Dylan. I would do anything for her. Yes, even kill. I killed before so I wouldn't mind doing it again if it would safe her life.

Kill or be killed.. That had been my life. A life that ended two months ago. But not in the way you should think, not due to a stab in the chest, a fall of a rooftop or any other cruel death. But due to love.. The love of an Angel.

Sometimes, It still seemed surreal to me, from the time we had fought each other in the Alley of Corwins' to the moment we met in that sleezy bar after she assumed I had died that one night. After that, I had lost count of the many times I thanked God for this. I was.. happy.. For the first time in my life. But we still weren't the everyday couple. We weren't living together or anything like it. Maybe later.. Who knows what the future will bring..

I wondered when she was going to spill the news to her friends, but I wasn't going to push her. I actually wasn't keen on meeting them either. I wasn't expecting any pleasant reactions or kisses and hugs for that matter. Not that I could blame them, I had tried to kill them on several occasions. I also remembered a particularly nasty fight with that dark haired Angel. I cringed slightly at the memory. She definitely wouldn't relish on meeting "that creepy thin guy" again. As I took another drag from my cigarette an old song on the radio, and more specifically the words from it, caught my ears.

And when the rain begins to fall,

You ride my rainbow in the sky.

And I will catch you if you fall,

You'll never have to ask me why.

And when the rain begins to fall,

I'll be the sunshine in your life.

You know that we could have it all,

And everything will be alright.

I smiled slightly at the choice of words and once more turned my attention to the streets below. Yes everything would be alright. Together we would make this work.

Dylan..

There wasn't a lot of traffic which made up for me running late again. This way I still made it on time. I knew Anthony as one to be very precise about these kind of things. I quickly parked the car, grabbed my purse and got out. As I walked over to the building I briefly looked up to see a dark figure standing in front of the window on the second floor. No doubt Anthony who had been waiting for me.

As I sprinted up the narrow stairs, a familiar sound caught my attention. My cell phone. I leaned against the wall and searched my purse. After a little fumbling I finally found it. I looked at the small screen which displayed "Incoming call - Nathalie" Oh great. Just what I needed. I pressed the 'Talk' button and tried out my most cheerful voice. "Hi Nath."

She kept babbling about Pete but I wasn't really listening. I had other things on my mind. Then she popped the question I had been waiting for. "So how does a girls night sound to you?" Not as good as it used to, I thought. But then I realised that it was still early in the evening, so if I wanted to, I could spend time with both Anthony and my friends. I just had to cut my date with Anthony short. He would understand, wouldn't he?

"Dylan? You still there?" Nathalie's voice brought me out of my thoughts. Realising I hadn't said a single word during the entire conversation, I quickly answered. "Uh..yeah sure.." and sighed softly. "Great. 8 o'clock my place?" I looked at my watch. Half past 6. Damn, that's in about an hour and a half! I cursed inwardly, but instead I said "Sure. I'll be there." I ran a hand through my hair wondering if I should tell them about Anthony..tonight. "Yeah, bye."

I hung up and dropped my cell into my purse. Better not waste any more precious time and ran up the few remaining steps.

Anthony..

The longer she kept me waiting, the more nervous I got. Doubts about our relationship crept into my mind. What if she decided to put an end to it? No, she wouldn't do that.. She loved me and I loved her. I had to stop worrying so much. I was about to pour myself a whiskey when I saw her car down the street. As soon as I caught a glimpse of that thick auburn hair I felt relief coming over me. It really was her. Of course it was her! Why wouldn't it be? It was just like all those other times. Get a grip on yourself.

I watched her as she crossed the street and walked up to the front of the building. It was just a matter of seconds now before a knock on the door would notify me of the Angel standing outside. I walked over to the mini bar and poured myself that whiskey I wanted earlier. Taking a large sip from it, I wondered what was keeping her. Suddenly a strange yet familiar sound rang through the air. I recognized it. Dylan's cell phone! I let out my breath which apparently I had been holding for a few seconds. I walked over to the door but I couldn't hear anyone talking.

I shrugged and decided to sit down for a moment. This could take quite awhile. It probably was one of her friends. I took hold of my cane which lay lifelessly on the couch. After holding it for a while, I removed the rapier and admired the long slender blade. I took out my handkerchief and started to polish it a little more, running the soft texture along the cold, smooth surface.

So beautiful, yet so deadly. I stared at it for what seemed as the longest time.. A shimmer of my own reflection.. Drawing me closer.. then there was a knock.

Dylan..

I knocked on the door and stared at my feet, waiting for it to open up. I heard the lock turn and as I looked up light blue eyes locked with my green ones. "Hey." I sofly said smiling at him. He didn't say a thing but moved in on me and kissed me on my cheek. Then he stepped aside to let me in. I walked inside and after he closed the door I let him lead me over to the couch. "Can I get y-you some..something to drink?" Anthony asked me. "Yeah, that would be nice.. a glass of wine perhaps.." I answered and sat down. "Red?" I turned to look at him and smiled. "Yeah." After taking off my jacket I tried to relax a little more as I listened to the soft music that played in the background. I wanted to talk about our relationship but wasn't entirely sure how to start.

Anthony sat down beside me. He handed me the glass. I gave him a small smile and took it. "Thanks" He cocked an eyebrow. "Something wrong?" He asked, sounding concerned. Then his hand went up and gently tucked a lock of hair behind my ear. I drank a little and then chuckled. "No, just the fact that I'm having a relationship with a man who everyone thinks is dead and even tried to kill me." I wanted to go on but when I saw the look of hurt on his face I stopped short. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that." He shrugged and said "It's ok.." I cursed myself, me and my big mouth sometimes. I put the glass down on the table and moved a bit closer. My arms went around him. "I do love you." I said looking into his eyes. He nodded slowly and leaned over to kiss me.

A soft sweet kiss. I smiled against his lips. After a few seconds I pulled away and decided to tell him what I intented to do. "I'm going to tell Nath and Alex." I stared at him but his features remained expressionless so I continued "I'm meeting up with them later tonight." At this he nodded. "You okay with that?" Another nod. "And I've decided to tell them." No nod. I guess he wasn't exactly fond of the idea either. But I've kept this as a secret long enough. It was time to come clean. It would make things alot easier.. or worse.. Anyway, they needed to know. "It will be hard at first, especially for Alex, I think you know that too. But it's my life after all. I think i'm old enough to make such decisions. I just never thought I would be this chicken about it."

He reached for his glass, swirled the liquid around and then downed it. He silently put the empty glass down. Then he turned to me and I was a little surprised when he nodded. "Does that mean you're ok with it?" He rolled his eyes and once more nodded. A huge smile spread on my face as I flung myself at him and hugged him tightly. At first he was a little tense but then I felt him relax. "Thanks." I whispered in his ear. I slowly broke our embrace and gave him a sly smile. "It's still an hour before I have to go. I suggest we use it well." I made him lean back and then I moved on top of him. His hands slid under my shirt and up and down my back. It sent a shiver through my entire body. I quickly undid his tie, I was getting pretty good at it. He eased my shirt up and then pulled it over my head. His eyes took in the sight before him. "Still like what you see?" I teased.

He looked up at me and a small smile formed on his lips. "Yes" came the simple reply. He began to kiss the side of my neck as he moved his hands up and down my side. I moaned softly and ran my hands through his black hair. One hand made it to my hair and I knew what was about to happen. He had been pretty good about it for these past few weeks. I really couldn't complain. I looked at him and nodded, then I braced myself for the pull. "OW!" I rubbed the sore spot but managed to keep my smile. A look of esctasy had replaced his calm features as he rubbed the strand of hair under his nose and smelled it. Yeah, this was kinda weird but strangely enough I also found it a bit sexy. I saw him put the hair in his pocket. How does it go again? Pain for pleasure?

"Damn you bad guys." I muttered before I bent down and kissed him hard.

Anthony..

For a moment I was mesmerized by the cold steel in my hands. I was jolted back to reality when someone, probably Dylan, knocked on my door. It startled me and almost caused me to drop my rapier. I had only been out of business for two months now and sometimes I still felt a little on edge, half expecting a bunch of thugs to drop in and ready to kill me. I quickly put the rapier away and tossed the cane onto the armchair. I stood up and smoothed my hair before I went to open the door.

There she was, as beautiful as ever. And tough I reminded myself. I realised I had missed her. Her full red lips curved into a smile as she looked at me with those sparkling green eyes. "Hey." I stepped closer and kissed her on the cheek, my way of saying 'hello'. I let her inside and guided her over to the couch. There was something about her, I couldn't quite place it. "Can I get y-you some..something to drink?" Sometimes, I still had some problems with talking but I didn't feel the need anymore to use my notepad, at least not with her. "Yeah, that would be nice.. A glass of wine perhaps.." She loved wine. "Red?" I asked moving over to the mini bar. She turned to look at me and graced me with one of her lovely smiles. "Yeah" I should have guessed. I opened a bottle and poured her a glass. As I did so I looked over at the Angel sitting on my couch. She seemed troubled? I put the bottle aside and walked over to her, a glass of red wine in one hand. I sat next to her and handed her the drink. She thanked me and smiled but I just knew that something was bothering her. I wanted to know. "Something wrong?"

A lock of hair slipped from behind her ear and before I could stop myself I reached out and moved it back in place, my fingers gently brushing her cheek in the process. I watched her intentively as she took a sip from her wine. "No, just the fact that I'm having a relationship with a man who everyone thinks is dead and even tried to kill me." The way she said this made me feel like someone had just hit me in the stomach. But at the same time I understood how hard this situation had been on her. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that." Everything she said was true so how could I possibly be mad at her? "It's ok.." I said. She placed her glass on the table and moved closer. She put her arms around me and looked me straight in the eye. "I do love you."

Her eyes told me she was telling the truth. I nodded as I placed a hand on her neck and pulled her lips to mine. She was the first one to pull away and said "I'm going to tell Nath and Alex." I knew that this moment would come. It still surprised me she had managed to keep it a secret for this long. "I'm meeting up with them later tonight." She stated. I felt sad knowing she would be leaving soon but I nodded anyway. "You okay with that?" She asked. Why wouldn't I? They were her best friends after all. Not that I completely understood their friendship, probably due to lack of any friends in my childhood and adult life, but I knew they meant the world to her. So I nodded my understanding. "And I've decided to tell them." Well, that should be fun. "It will be hard at first, especially for Alex, I think you know that too. But it's my life after all. I think i'm old enough to make such decisions. I just never thought I would be this chicken about it." She was right. It was her decision, nobody elses. Her friends couldn't tell her what to do. I grabbed my glass of whiskey and stared at it for a little while before downing the rest of it.

I looked at her and saw she was worried. I slowly nodded. The worried look changed into surprise. "Does that mean you're ok with it?" Sometimes, she could be a bit slow. I rolled my eyes in annoyance and nodded. A bright smile lit up her face before she nearly jumped on top of me. It caught me off guard and I was shocked at her sudden outburst but quickly recovered and returned the embrace. "Thanks" I heard her whisper. She slowly pulled away and said with a delicious smile "It's still an hour before I have to go. I suggest we use it well." Then she pushed me down and moved on top of me. My hands seemed to have a mind of their own as they slipped under her shirt and slowly caressed her back. She loosened my tie and after a few seconds removed it as well. I grasped the bottom of her shirt and pulled it off. She was so beautiful. A red bra covered her breasts. "Still like what you see?" She asked teasingly. I slowly looked up at her, smiling a little "Yes" was all I managed to say. I ran my hands up and down her side as my lips moved to her neck. I heard her moan and it made me want her even more. The scent of hair overwhelmed my senses and I slowly moved my hand to her hair. I couldn't stop myself. I had only taken it once since we were a couple. Dylan must have known this as she looked at me and nodded. I curled my fingers around a lock and pulled hard. The strands of hair came loose immediately. "OW!" I felt bad for hurting her but when I saw the smile on her face I knew she had come to terms with it. I revelled in the softness of her hair and its unique scent before putting it away. "Damn you bad guys." My angel muttered before she kissed me.

And damn you my Angel for making me so weak..

R&R