It was funny, a year ago Valkyrie hadn't even met Daevion. She hadn't fallen under his spell, and he hadn't swooped her off her feet.

What really got to Valkyrie though, was the fact she had never even loved him. He was attractive and, when she first met him, he was kind and sweet and respectful. When he had asked her out on a date she had said yes, and she had continued to say yes after that, and finally she said yes when he asked her to be his girlfriend. But she had never loved him, or felt any inch of anything romantic to him. She had stayed with him then because she had been lonely. She had Skulduggery, of course she did, but so many people had died and she just felt lonely. She wanted someone to fill up the empty spaces from when she wasn't with Skulduggery and Daevion had been perfect for that.

And now she stayed with him because she was scared of what he would do to her family if she left him. She had only just returned to Alice's life and she couldn't let anyone hurt her. Not like she had.

At first, Daevion's arms around her allowed her to know that there were people out there who cared about her. They filled up some of the vast emptiness she felt when she was alone, and Skulduggery wasn't with her, and she had cherished that feeling.

But now his arms felt like a metal cage, trapping her and filling her up with cold. The emptiness swallowing her whole.

She was stuck in his arms now, her legs curled up underneath her and her head resting on Daevion's chest, his arms around her shoulders and meeting each other near her own chest. They were sat on Daevion's white sofa, with the television playing an old horror film, with special effects that were good for that time, but now took away from the scary vibe the film could have had.

Valkyrie hadn't been paying much attention to the film, and she wanted nothing more than to yank Daevion's arms off her and walk straight out of his house and never have to see his mocking, smirking face again.

"Honey," Daevion's voice pulled her out of her thoughts, "Are you okay?"

Valkyrie glanced up at him, "I'm fine."

"Do you not like the film? Its almost over anyway and I'm getting hungry," Daevion looked down at Valkyrie, a small smile on his face, "Could you go make something?"

Valkyrie wanted nothing more than to escape his embrace, "Sure."

Daevion smiled and leant back, his arms releasing Valkyrie. Valkyrie got up and could feel his eyes grazing her. She turned back to face him, returning his smile, before leaving the room and heading down the hallway and into the kitchen.

She headed for the dark silver fridge, opening it and studying its contents. She huffed and closed it, heading for the white cupboards instead. After looking at their selves, she had found ingredients to make Pasta with Spinach and a Cream Sauce. Her eyes found her phone, which was laying carelessly on the marble counter. She considered reaching for it, unlocking it and calling Skulduggery, and telling him everything. She considered it a lot.

Although she never did reach for her phone.

Sorry for the delay in getting this chapter written and posted, it might take a tad longer for the next chapter to be up because I've currently got another fan fiction in the works (for the television show 'Scorpion'), and also because I'm struggling with a bit in the chapter after this one, as setting it after Resurrection means some changes need to be made.

Feedback would be appreciated and I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Thanks for reading and sorry this one is so short.