Silver Hair
And a Gentle Air
A/N: I promised a quick update and I gave you one. I hope this is satisfactory.
Takes place after CP and before CP2.
Jem's room was silent, which unnerved Will. This was usually the time Jem practiced his violin. But there was no music now as Will passed.
The door was cracked open, letting a sliver of light spill out onto the hall floor.
Will paused. He stepped closer to the door and knocked gently. "Jem?" he called, pushing the door open farther to reveal Jem lying sprawled across his bed. He wasn't moving. Will's heart skipped a beat. He started forward, panic teeming in his mind.
Jem sighed and rolled over onto his face.
Will rolled his eyes, but inwardly, his heart was still thumping. He watched Jem as he slept, the back of his silver head, the bones of his shoulders, his thin torso... Jem's ravaged body pained Will, as though he could feel his parabatai's pain.
Jem was beautiful, despite his... condition. And he was good, far better than me, thought Will.
No wonder she loves him.
Something soft brushed against Will's leg. He jumped, but, looking down, realized that it was only Church. The cat padded into the room, glancing at Will with an expression somewhere between pity and understanding.
"Hullo Church," Will said.
"Mrow," Church answered.
"Hmm," Will answered mildly.
Church sat on Will's foot.
"Is Jem being good to you, Church?" Will asked.
Church stared disbelievingly at him
"Stupid, of course he is," Will sighed. "He's nice to everyone. Well, thank the Angel I'm not your owner, Church... because I would very likely forget to feed you during my bouts of self-pity." He nudged Church off his foot and turned to go. Behind him, Church meowed his agreement before padding into Jem's bedroom.
A/N: I just thought I'd put Church in for fun :) Hope you liked it. I don't know when I'll update next, but I promise it won't be another 7 week break.