PART FOUR
Standing before John and Jaden was none other than Jeff Hardy.
Jaden crumpled when she seen him. She would have hit the floor if it weren't for John catching her.
John could only gape.
"Can I come in?" Jeff asked softly, his hands stuffed in the pockets of his jeans. "It's not exactly the best time to be loitering outside."
"You're dead man!" John finally blurted out. "Isis… she seen your ashes!"
"I was dead." Jeff agreed, his eyebrows drawing together. "Listen, just let me inside okay?" He glanced behind him nervously.
John finally stepped aside, allowing Jeff to pass. He shut and bolted the door before following, still carrying Jaden. He watched as Jeff examined the house, gently laying Jaden down on the couch. He sat besides her, on the edge, staring at the other man. "What the hell is going on?" He demanded. "How is this possible?"
Jeff sighed heavily, sinking down into a blue chair, his green eyes fastened on Jaden. "She hasn't changed at all, has she?" He murmured.
"Why would she?" John frowned, suddenly remembering the time Jeff had shoved Jaden through a store window. His entire body tensed, going from semi neutral to high alert in a second.
Jeff just shook his head, not saying a word as Jaden began to stir.
*****
David watched as Isis walked around the yard, running her hand listlessly over the stone wall that kept her in and everyone else out. He was sitting on an iron bench, just enjoying seeing her moving of her own volition, tonight was one of her good nights.
Isis finally came to a halt in front of him, just staring at him.
David studied her thoughtfully, thinking she looked out of place in the dark garden, especially with it being a new moon, no gentle rays beaming down on them. Though he could see her clear as day, the golden tunic he'd dressed her in almost dazzling his eyes. With her pale skin and long black hair, he could almost believe she was the Goddess she was named for.
"Is something wrong sweetheart?" David asked finally, standing up to take her hand.
She just tilted her head back, eyes going opaque.
He stared down at her, gently stroking her face with the back of his hand. "I know you can hear me Isis," He said gently. "Come on sweetheart, just let your pain go…."
Nothing.
David hesitated a moment before leaning down, brushing his lips against hers. In the entire ten years he'd been caring for her, he had never taken advantage of her. He had wondered occasionally what might have happened between them if she'd been operating on her full mental capabilities but never allowed his thoughts to wander to far down that path.
Ten years was a long, long time to go without touching a woman intimately, even if one was
Immortal.
He groaned when he felt Isis' small hands running up his chest before wrapping around his neck, hardly daring to believe. "Isis?" He murmured against her lips, pulling back enough to look at her.
Her eyes were closed, a dreamy smile on her face. "Mmm…." She moaned, threading her fingers through his hair.
David rained kisses all over her face, his arms going about her slender waist, pulling her against him.
Isis pressed her forehead to his, sighing contentedly. "Oh Mark…."
*****
David stared down at his victim, his vision still tinged with red. He'd almost gone mad when Isis called him Mark, his heart and hopes shattering with that one word. David had wrenched her away, looking down into her now open eyes to find them completely blank.
"Damn!" David roared, kicking the corpse away from him, the sound of bones crunching and cracking as it hit a brick building not more then ten feet away not phasing him. He started for home anger still coursing through him. He'd left Isis locked in their bedroom, knowing she had the strength to escape, just not the will.
"I should've known better!" He thought, berating himself. "She was in another one of her damn dreams!" David hung his head, ignoring the rain that started beating on him. "I should've known better…"
