Chapter 3:
Moving into her new house, Lady found it easier than she initially thought. She walked slowly through the two-storied house and smiled as the sound of children's laughter filled the air. The twins loved their new house.
Moving down the stairs and into the living room Lady found Devlin and Raine playing video games in the newly furnished room.
"Lady, I ordered Chinese. I'll pick up some whiskey on my way back. I think this night deserves a little celebration, after the kids have gone to bed of course." Trish winked as she walked out the front door, shutting it firmly behind her. The blond had been a great help during the ordeal. She had helped unpack the cars, and set up rooms.
"Devlin, Raine, its time to put those games away. It's getting late and it's almost past your bedtime." The twins made a sound of disapproval before clamping their mouths shut at the look their mom sent them. "Now, go upstairs, put your games away, and get ready for bed. Call me when you're ready for me to tuck you in."
"Bet you I can beat you upstairs!" Raine yelled. A quiet 'nu-uh' was heard before the two rushed past Lady and out of the living room. The pitter patter of feet moving quickly up the stairs.
Lady chuckled at her children's antics. Lady sighed in relaxation as her tired body hit the couch cushion. A smile graced her features in contentment. She wasn't as happy as she could be but she was managing.
A small feminine call of her name broke Lady from her thoughts. Raine was settled and ready for bed. Dragging herself from the comfort of her couch, Lady made her way up the stairs and into her daughter's room.
Raine greeted her mom with a smiling face. Rarely did she show anything else.
"Mommy, can I ask you a question?"
Lady tucked the blanket snug around her daughter before giving a yes in response.
"Where's daddy?"
Lady froze at the question, her eyes going wide. Why was she asking this? Why now? And if she's asking this question than Devlin might ask the same thing. Lady gulped and attempted to calm her panicked breathing. She hesitated before answering. "He's gone off to save the world sweetie." Lady quickly kissed her child on the forehead before whispering a quiet goodnight and fled the room, turning off the lights and cracking the door behind her.
Making her way slowly to Devlin's room she took deep breaths to calm herself. Her eyes were watering. She thought she was over it but she didn't want her children to know that she clearly wasn't. Wiping her eyes of forming tears, Lady entered her sons room. His cold look melted at the sight of his mother. She returned a smile.
"Ready for bed honey?" The boy nodded enthusiastically. "Did you brush your teeth?" Thought Devlin was the more mature of the two he was the one who gave her the most problems when it came to hygiene.
"Yes mom. I brushed them real good.
"If you didn't then the germ monsters are going to crawl out of your mouth and eat you." The mom resisted a smirk at her sons frightened look. She was almost positive the problem of brushing teeth was gone. Now if only she could fix his bath problem.
"Foods here!" Lady jumped at the sound of another's voice. She listened quietly as Trish made her way up the stairs. The clicks of her heels echoing in the quiet house. Trish stopped at the door, her arms crossed over her chest as she leaned on the frame. Lady must be getting rust. She didn't even hear the blond enter the house.
Nodding her head to the blond, Lady turned back to her son before placing a kiss on his cheek. "Night sweet boy."
"Good night mommy, night Auntie Trish."
"Night kid." Trish exited the room. Lady followed quickly behind, repeating the notion of turning off of the lights and the cracking of the door. The two women shared a look before making their way down the stairs and into the living room. Trish had the food already set on plates on the coffee table.
"How long have you been here?"
Trish raised a brow at the question, "Bout 5 minutes."
The duo moved to sit on the couch and ate in silence. The sound of rain hitting the empty road filling the silence through the open window behind the couch.
"Raine asked about Dante."
Trish nearly choked at the statement. It was unexpected. She knew the kids were going to ask but she had assumed they would be older. "What did you tell her?"
Her eyes watched as Lady put her food back down on the wooden coffee table and sighed.
"I told her that he was out saving the world."
"Which is true to a certain extent."
Lady nodded in agreement. Yes, he was out saving the world but Lady still held resentment for the man. He shouldn't have left her. Not when she was so close to giving him the family he so dearly wished for.
Trish watched her friend as a look of conflict ion crossed her face. She knew Lady was still struggling with the issue of the man in red. She wished one of two things would happen, either Dante return and they become a family, or Lady move on and be completely happy with her broken one.
A knock on te door broke them of their thoughts.
"Finish eating, I'll get it."
Lady nodded in appreciation before picking her plate back up. She quickly ate as she listened to Trish move slowly to the door. A surprise gasp left the blinds lips as the door opened. Lady raised a brow at the sound. What would cause the blond to make such a noise so late at night? It couldn't have been a demon. There was early any sightings in their new neighborhood. Lady was curious.
"Trish? Who's at the door?"
Receiving no answer in return, Lady put her nearly finished food back on the table and made her way to the blond standing motionless by the door. Turning the corner to look out the door along with the blond who held her arm out to stop the heavy door from slamming in the visitors face, she gasped at the sight.
What was he doing there? Why was he so bloody? How did he find them? Or better yet, where had he been the last few years? Only the man at the door could answer that. She knew the blonde, whose back was turned towards her, was thinking along the same lines. She was too tense.
"What are you doing here?"
Lady didn't like the way Trish's voice sounded. It trembled with every syllable in fear of the answer.
The women watched the wavering man with guarded expressions. They took notice of every motion. Every sway from lack of blood and every injury that dropped the substance.
"Where have you been for the last four years?" The blond tried again. She flinched as an calculative pair of eyes settled on her own. He didn't look very good.
"I had to find him. I had to drag him back because I needed his children to have the father we never had. His children deserve a father and he deserves a family."
Lady's eyes widened at the answer. Though the man spoke with no emotion his eyes gave them away. Trish eyes remained steady on his as Lady shifted past her to stand between the two.
"Where is he Virgil? Did you find him? Did you bring him back?"
Vergil looked away from the eyes he grew to miss to settle on the bi color eyes of the woman now standing in front. He was almost surprised at the viciousness in her voice, though he would never show it. He thought she would be happy to see him again, not as happy as the blond, and that she would be grateful for the return of her loved one. The tone of her voice portrayed the exact opposite.
"He's passed out in the car. I brought him through a hell gate across town and stole a car to get him here." He relented in continuing as Lady rushed passed the heavily injured man and made way for the single car parked across the street. He turned back to the blond, his eyes searched her face as a sound of a car door opened behind. Her eyes were watered and Vergil knew she missed him as much as he missed her.
"How did you find us?" Small and scared did not fit the blonds confident personality. She was showing vulnerability. A part of herself reserved for the man she called her mate.
"I always know where you are. No matter how far you go I will always find you. You're my mate."
His eyes brightened at her smile. That's all he wanted.
"Welcome back Vergil. Thank you for returning that idiot of a man."
He returned a small smile in return.
"I am glad to be home."
His world went dark.
He promptly passed out.
