The Mid night hotel
Chapter one
This is my first fan fiction in a while it will be rated M for the next chapters
Val/Shudder pairing. I don't own any rights to these characters.
It was just not long after the Requiem Ball her and Skulduggery were in the Bentley on their way home. It had been a greet night well before the murder and lord Vile's appearance but she had fun and loved meeting some of the dead there was someone she hadn't seen and that was one she longed to see . She sat silently in the car. Skulduggery was quiet too but she suspected he was having problems about Vile.
The car stopped and Valkyrie got out" Thanks Skulduggery, it was a good night I had fun"
She knew if he had eyebrows they'd be arched.
"You know what I mean it was nice seeing all those people".
"Well yes it was good night Valkyrie, thank you for well you know"
"Don't think of it that's what we do till the end".
"Yes indeed. See you tomorrow try and get some sleep."
He drove off she wanted to tell him about her feelings but she didn't think he'd understand. She checked her watch and cursed her taxi was late, she didn't have that much time left and just like that her taxi came.
She jumped in excitedly
"Where to love?" asked the taxi driver in an alright mood she wasn't drunk looking and she looked like she could pay her fair he was happy.
"Near the end of the woods" she replied.
He looked confused why she would be going to the woods at this time it was nearly midnight, but it wasn't his job to ask questions "The woods it is"
She was relieved when the taxi driver didn't ask questions she was nervous, and didn't know if she could trust her voice she just hoped that this journey wouldn't be a lasted effort and the driver drove on and Valkyrie looked down to check her watch.
She hadn't seen the Bentley pull out and follow them.
Skulduggery wasn't normally this nosy when it came to Valkyrie life and he would have liked to have given her privacy but she was hiding something and not well either. And the last time she had done that she had went to see Nye. His hands gripped the stirring wheel tightly when he thought of Nye pushing down anger. He'd stay away at a length just to make she sure was safe.