Chapter 6: our eyes hold all of our secrets.

A/N I am not, and never will be L.J Smith. Enjoy.

Ash POV

"Ash, I want you to train with Quinn this morning, because I'm gonna need you to go undercover tonight, and I want you prepared."

I nod, Thierry's suggestion was smart, I didn't want anything to go wrong on my first mission.

"Okay, Ash," Said Quinn, rubbing his hands together, as Thierry leaves the room, "you need to work on closing your mind against telepaths, especially as today you'll be undercover."

I nod. Thinking about Mary-Lynnette whilst on a mission would be dangerous to think about her. About her gorgeous, brown curls or her beautiful, blue eyes.

"Ash, as much as I want to know that you like blue eyes… I think it wold be better for you to practise blocking me out."

I glare at Quinn, but he frowns. "We are going to have to do something about that." He mumbles, scratching the back of his head.

"About what?" I ask, looking confused. Quinn just shakes his head. He walks away, and reappears with Thierry a moment later. Thierry looks into my eyes.

"Even when we're apart we'll still be looking at the same sky." My eyes flew open. Thierry frowns, and nods at Quinn.

"How can we control that? Shielding a mind is doable, but I'm not so sure about this." He mumbles.

"About what?!" I shout, "Why can't you just tell me what's going on!" I growl. Thierry grabs a mirror from the counter and holds it in front of me.

"What's her name Ash, your soulmate?" I swallow.

"It's…"my throat contracts, but I saw it, that one second, my eyes had changed colour, and they were now a deep blue. I had forgotten that they change with emotion.

"Coloured contacts lenses?" I suggest. Thierry nods.

"I'll sort something out." He said, before leaving me and Quinn to train.
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I sigh and smile, collapsing on my bed. My thoughts immediately rush to Mary-Lynnette. I haven't been able to think properly all evening, damn those evil, vampire telepaths who would kill both me and Mary-Lynnette if they knew I loved her. Shit, I love her. Huh. Well. Okay then.

A/N sorry, this was just a little filler chapter, because I don't want this story to be too short. Where's the fun in that?

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