Disclaimer: I do not own Sorcerer's Apprentice. Oddly enough if I did, I probably would still be doing this.
A/N: So this is my first fan fiction on not just this story but on anything not Harry Potter like in a really long time. So I think I did it right. The chapter is quite a bit shorter than I wanted it to be. But there's not much to this chapter in the first place. The next one will be even longer I promise. So, please enjoy and review!
Chapter One
Visitors
Dave nervously ran a brush through his uncompromising hair. Today was a big day, and Dave had no idea how he was going to get through it. He and Becky had been dating for a year and a half. They lived together and had talked quite a bit about marriage the last three months. Dave knew it was time to finally pop the question, the only problem; he hadn't even asked the girl out really! He just kissed after fighting Morgana and... she was his girlfriend. He was so nervous. He had reservations at a beautiful and expensive restaurant and the most amazing ring picked out. It was two silver bands intertwined with each other, one had sapphires embedded into it, the other, aquamarine stones. In the middle where the two bands met, was a shimmering diamond.
Dave knew she would love it, and truly hoped he would know when the opportune moment came to propose. He was so nervous. He looked at his bull dog, Hank. "This is probably the biggest day of my life. And you're sitting there licking up cheese that's been there for months. Whats wrong with you?" Dave shook his head and walked away. He wasn't going to be able to stand still. Things were just happening so fast. He didn't feel like he was rushing into things at all, he loved Becky with all his heart, and couldn't wait for tonight. But something felt weird about tonight. He wanted it to be perfect, and his anxious habits were getting the best of him. He paced the floor of his laboratory and tried to use a calming method he had found useful during high school. He tried to recall all of the elements on the Periodic Table.
"Hydrogen, Helium, Lithium, Beryllium, Boron, Carbon, Nitrogen, Fluorine, Neon, Sodium, Magnesium, Aluminum, Silicon, Phosphorous, Sulfur, Chloride, Argon, Potassium..." He was then interrupted by his lab door banging open and close and furious footsteps flying down the stairs. It was Balthazar unhappy about something. He had been searching for a few weeks now on something he had found in Merlin's notes.
Flashback
Balthazar was searching for something he had saved for Veronica. He was flipping through his notes and found something in Merlin's handwriting. Balthazar took one look at it and called for Dave. This was something that needed to be shared. "Dave, here in Merlin's notes, it says that Delta shall come before the Prime and be a precursor as to what will come. And will warn whosoever will train him that he is coming. But there was no Delta. There was only the Prime, you. There is something wrong with whoever Merlin assigned the Delta to." He said hurriedly, and excitedly. Something about this excited Balthazar and he wanted to find everything out about it that he could.
"Wait, what's the Delta?" Dave asked, looking at Merlin's notes. He was unsure of what to do with this information. Did this mean he wasn't he Prime Merlinean? Or was he something else? Dave read the notes, and tried to think of anything that would help this new discovery. He couldn't understand anything about the Delta, whatever that was. And Balthazar brushed away his question as if he hadn't said anything at all.
"Never you mind. I just thought it would be interesting for you to know. That means that out there is someone with as great powers as you, and they are biding their time, waiting for a moment when you're at your weakest. I suggest you be careful, Dave. Never let your guard down until we're sure where and who the Delta is." Balthazar said before disappearing out of the lab.
"But what is the Delta?" Dave asked as Balthazar slammed the door shut.
Dave watched Balthazar flip through page after page of Merlin's notes and his own spell books. Something was getting him all frustrated. Dave asked what he was looking for and all he got in reply was that he was looking for a journal of Merlin's that he desperately needed to look at. He said that it contained something about a girl he had cured and possibly something about the Delta. Dave shrugged and continued pacing the floor, until he realized he had only an hour until the reservations and his date with Becky. He ran to the bedroom to pick out the perfect outfit. He wanted to look just right when he proposed.
He shuffled through his closet when he heard the lab doors slam again. Balthazar had left without finding what he needed to have found. He was angry. Dave didn't get it. Balthazar had been looking for this thing ever since he had read about the Delta, he had been researching and looking non stop for whoever the Delta might be. Dave was still confused on what it was. Balthazar had failed to mention that the past few months. Dave found what he was looking for. A nice dress shirt and some black slacks and a tie that made the outfit seem nearly casual but adorable at the same time.
He grabbed the small red box from out of one of his drawers and pushed it into his pocket. He left the lab, and made sure it was as locked. He got in his car (it was really Balthazar's but he was borrowing it for the night.) He may or may not have used a bit of sorcery to change the car into something a bit more appropriate for tonight, and drove slowly to pick up Becky from her job. She was already dressed nicely, having brought her clothes and make up with her. Dave drove to the restaurant and everything seemed to be going just fine.
The restaurant was amazing and the service was impeccable. There was nothing wrong with this night. Their drinks came, their talk was nice and pleasant and Dave was able to maneuver it so that they were talking comfortably about their future. He and Becky found it interesting how they liked to imagine the future before it happened. Dave liked to know what he was going to name his kids before he even had them, Becky liked to muse about their names. So they talked of marriage, what they would do if they were married, how they would act, what their wedding would be like. Dave decided it was time. He stood up and moved over next to Becky, who looked utterly confused. He pulled the tiny red box from his pocket. And she gasped.
"Becky, we've been together for a year and a half. We've talked about things people years ahead of us don't dare talk of. I'm not much of a ladies' man but I'm pretty sure that when a guy loves a girl as much as I love you, then it's high time to seal the deal and tie the knot. I love you Becky, I really do. Will you marry me?" Dave asked as he opened the little red box, showing the ring to Becky. The glow in her eyes told him she loved it. He could feel the gaze of a few people at the restaurant, apparently watching someone propose is quite uncommon. Becky looked at Dave with a look of total happiness and nodded twice before leaping into his arms. A few people clapped at the newly engaged couple, and Dave nervously slid the ring onto her finger, where it would hopefully stay for as long as he'd remember.
Dinner finished all too quickly, their food was delicious and the dessert couldn't have been avoided. Dave paid for the meal and took his love out to their awaiting car, to go home and possibly have some guilty pleasures of their own. They were back at the lab/ apartment before they realized it and were wrapped in a passionate embrace trying to unlock the door. They nearly tripped down the stairs and over a few wires before they made it safely to their bedroom. They turned on the lights and were about to fall onto the bed, when they noticed there was something in their bed. Dave stopped first, noticing how the lump or whatever it was was moving. He prodded it and when it was unresponsive, he threw back the covers to reveal a young woman with dark brown hair sleeping restlessly on their bed.
"Umm, excuse me, who are you?" Dave asked shaking the girl awake. When she finally managed to open her eyes, she smiled weakly before starting a coughing fit. She curled into a tiny ball as the coughs wracked her body and disrupted her whole system. When she was finally able to breathe again, she looked at Dave with watery green eyes and whispered, "Get Balthazar." She fell back asleep, or unconscious more like it, and was yet again unresponsive. Dave looked at Becky who reached for the phone and dialed his number immediately. Obviously Balthazar had quite a bit of explaining to do.
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