Selene drove, quite literally, like a bat out of Hell. She felt like she was in Hell, being chased after some Bat-Demon through the streets of Pest. It seemed like the car got slower and Marcus got quicker. Michael! Selene thought desperately. Help!
Alas, Michael was nowhere in sight. Now, Selene was on her own.
"Selene! Don't bother running; you're going to die either way! Die with dignity!" Marcus roared over the sound of the car's engine.
Fuck you, Selene thought bitterly. If I'm going to die, at least let me get Marcus far away from Marcus, as much as possible!
Marcus grabbed hold of the back of Selene's car, stopping it. Selene flew forward, thanking Corvinus that she had her seat belt on.
He lifted the car off the ground. Un-doing her seat belt, Selene dove out the car. She got to her feet, and looked up just in time to see Marcus dropping the car – right on top of her. Selene rolled swiftly out of the way, avoiding getting crushed by the car, which dented the street's surface.
Abandoning the car, Marcus tackled Selene. He tried to bite her neck, but she kept him as far away from it as possible. "Bitch! You murdered me; I'm gonna return the favor!" Selene kicked Marcus in the shin as hard as possible.
He screeched in pain.
Selene took this moment to her advantage and jumped into the car, which had more or less survived Marcus's attack. She put the pedal to the metal as she tried to put as much distance between her and that psychotic hybrid as possible.
Checking her side rear-view mirror, she saw Marcus ripping a streetlight out of the sidewalk by its base. What the hell? Selene thought. Then her hurled it straight towards the car.
Selene didn't dodge the flying projectile in time.
Shit! Michael thought. He continued to follow the tire marks, which weren't that hard to spot in spite of the lack of sunlight. He was hoping he wasn't too late. It wasn't until he turned the corner that he saw in the distance Marcus hurtling a streetlight's pointed end at a black car – the car Selene was in.
"No!" Michael screamed as he put all his effort into running. Within seconds, he was beside the driver's side. Marcus was nowhere in sight.
"Selene?" Michael cried. He continued to cry her name as he pulled open the door. The sight was almost too much for Michael to bear.
"Michael…" Selene muttered weakly. Right in the middle of her chest was the pole.
"Selene, I have to pull this out." Michael reluctantly said. She nodded her approval. Climbing into the seat behind her, Michael took care to avoid the pole. "1…2…3" Michael counted, and then he pulled the pole out as quickly and efficiently as possible.
Selene gasped in pain and coughed, blood flying from her mouth. Michael climbed into the passenger's seat to check on her. The wound was hard to look at, especially because he could see right through it. Oddly enough, the wound seemed to already to be healing.
"You're… fine." Michael said.
It took a moment for Selene to answer. "Yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Did you… get what you came for?"
"I did." He was hesitant; afraid she might ask what it was. But she didn't.
"Let's go, then."
Michael put on his seat belt as Selene drove them back to the Lycans' underworld bunker. This trip, however, was different from all of their other ones; this one was done in anything but silence.
"Aren't you going to ask for what we just drove out here for?" Michael asked.
"You did say it was 'private'. It's none of my business—"
"It was a picture of Sam."
Selene did not answer.
Michael added, "My wife."
"Uh-huh." Selene said.
"Aren't you going to ask if you can see it?"
"Would you show it to me?" Selene snapped.
Michael changed the subject. "Do you keep pictures of your family?"
"I had one portrait. 'Pictures' weren't exactly around six centuries ago."
"Right." Michael answered dumbly. "Where is it now?"
"It's with the pile of ashes that is Ordoghaz."
"Oh." Michael said. Stupid, stupid…
"It's fine. I've… come to terms with it."
"Have you?"
Selene hesitated, then: "Yes, I have."
"Are you sure about that?"
"At least I'm not endangering others by getting pictures of them." Selene stated coldly.
"Fine. Okay."
And then the drive was silent.
It wasn't until after Selene and Michael lied down to sleep that one of them spoke.
"I'd like to see the picture." Selene said.
"Okay." Michael brought out the picture and slowly showed it to Selene.
"She was beautiful." Selene said after a second of examining it.
"Yeah."
Selene put it down slowly, tears in her eyes but not falling. "I'm sorry, Michael… about what I said in the car."
"It's okay. It was wrong to put you in danger like that."
"I'm used to it." Selene chuckled.
When the both of them finally fell asleep, it was a deep one. And they were both smiling.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I hope you're having fun reading this as much as I am having typing it. I thank you for reading. I know my inexperience with fanfic shows.
KATEB819
