Right, I think I owe you all an apology. Sorry for swearing last chapter. I needed to get that out. And I'm also sorry to all the Fletchyrie shippers, out there.
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Libertied Insanity, I'm glad you like it. As I was reading it through, I thought it was all a bit to fast, but I just wanted to finish. Halfway, I stopped writing it, and went back to my TV. I just could not think of ANYTHING..
Chocolate Minion, Amazing name. Chocolate Minion, I love it! Sorry I made you cry, I honestly thought that it wasn't at all depressing, but I suppose, with The Last Necromancer, fresh in your mind. It would do that to you. Thanks for the review!
Like I Can, Sam Smith.
Skulduggery watched her throughout the years, going out with different people. She was so in need of love she even went on a date with Erskine.
She returned frustrated. And he returned very, very, very, bruised. So obviously, that wasn't a good idea.
She needed a man, someone who treated her like an equal, someone to always be there for her, someone her knows everything about her, but is still by her side.
So in other words, she needed Skulduggery.
No one would be able to love her like he can, no matter who they are. He even came before that stupid, ugly, brainless, shit faced Teleporter.
Skulduggery pulled out his old Nokia, and dialled Valkyrie's number.
"Hi you've reached Valkyrie Cain sorry I can't get to you. If it's buisness leave your name and number. If it's Fletcher, go away I hate you. If it's Skulduggery and you're calling me 'cause your bored, come around."
Skulduggery pocketed his phone, and fished out his keys.
He needed to see Valkyrie, look into her dark eyes as they first see each other, get lost in her laughter as she laughed at his ridiculous jokes, sink into her body warmth as they hugged.
Yes, he was a cold blooded killer. But she knew that. One of the reasons they had become so close. The reason why that bond between them had become stronger. So strong it could withstand even the wildest storms.
He reached her house and knocked on her door.
No answer.
He tried opening the door, and it was unlocked. He walked around the giant house, but couldn't find her anywhere, on the bottom floor. He ascended the stairs and found her curled in a tight little ball on her bed.
"Valkyrie?"
Her head shot up like a rocket.
"Skulduggery..."
He heard the desperation in her voice and walked over to the bed, sat down next to her and prised her apart.
She just curled straight back up, but at least she curled into him.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
"I don't know..." Then she started laughing, and looked up at him.
"You called me. What do you want?"
"To see the best person in the world."
"Wait. Why are you wearing your facade?"
"Ah, its not a facade..."
"What?"
She lifted up his top, and sure enough, she met golden skin. She trailed her hands across it and he shivered.
"Hey, Skulduggery?"
"Yeah?"
"Why?"
"I found out that I loved someone."
"Oh."
"Yeah."
Then he kissed her.
"No one will ever love you like I can, Valkyrie."