Okay this is a 2 maybe 3 part story.. :) hope you like it!

* Includes a veeery small amount of violence*

Skulduggery was just sitting quietly in his house reading some case files. Valkyrie was out on a date with Fletcher. Even though he didn't really like Fletcher all that much, Skulduggery would admit that he was a lucky boy. Anyone would love to be with Valkyrie, especially one man in particular, Skulduggery. Lost in his thoughts, a frantic knocking on his front door made him jump a little. He got up and walked over to the door slightly cautious. It was 12.48, who would be up this late visiting someone?

He finally opened the door and Valkyrie instantly jumped forward and hugged him. Skulduggery was taken by surprise but didn't stumble backwards. He stroked her wet hair and...Wait, it was raining? Huh he was definitely caught up in thought. At that moment thunder cracked and he el Valkyrie flinch a little. Still standing in the doorframe, Skulduggery looked down at her but something red caught his eye. He looked further down towards her feet to see her angle had a deep cut running down the length of the side of her calf.

At that instant Skulduggery moved her backwards, inside the house but he lifted her while hugging her so she wouldn't put pressure on her leg. He laid her down on the three-seater couch and stretched her legs out. Her ankle bone was twisted slightly too, dislocated. The thing is though, she wasn't even crying, just puffing and panting. She was running. Hang on, running? Where was Fletcher?

He knelt beside her wanting to take her mind off the pain she was going to feel once out of shock.

"What happened?" He said as he touched his hand against her cheek leaving it there. Valkyrie managed to slow her panting to talk easier.

"Me and Fletcher were walking down the street and Sanguine jumped out from an alley in front of us and Fletcher yelped and teleported away and then Sanguine pushed me down and went to cut my stomach but I moved back so he cut my calf instead and then as I was getting up I twisted my ankle but kept on running and now I'm here." She didn't pause once, just blurted it all out.

"I swear I'll kill him!" Skulduggery said balling his free hand up into a tight, clenched fist.

"Who? Sanguine?" She asked.

"No Fletcher! How could he leave you alone, in the rain, to face a murderer? I will kill him."

"No, don't worry about it, I broke up with him just before Sanguine jumped out."

"No. You could have been killed! If you were killed I don't know what I would have done. Plus, not only did he leave to almost get murdered but he didn't even have the decency to go back and see i you were okay!"

"Um, he did come back but...he came back when I fell and twisted my ankle so he just um...looked down at me and...Uh, laughed." Valkyrie's mouth pulled down at one corner waiting to see his reaction.

Skulduggery stared at her incredulously. "He...laughed?" She nodded. "Oh that's definitely it, he's dead. When I'm done here I'll find him."

That was when he remembered her ankle and calf. He told Valkyrie to shut her eyes as he clicked her ankle back into place and bandaged it up. Then he run some liquid down her calf from the old First Aid kit he'd gotten from Kenspeckle. Then he bandaged that up to and propped her up so she could sit and he sat next to her. He grabbed the blanket draped over the back o the lounge a wrapped it around Valkyrie. There was another knock on the door. Skulduggery patted Valkyrie knee as he got up and walked over to the door and opened.

"Hi, is Valkyrie okay?" Fletcher stood there smirking as usual and somehow his hair was still scarily spiky.

Skulduggery grabbed onto his shirt collar and threw him up against the brick wall under the porch roof outside.

"How dare you come to my house after leaving Valkyrie alone with Sanguine. You think you can forget about it and pretend everything is okay? Well it's not. A small, beautiful girl is in my living room with an un-healable cut and a just recently dislocated ankle! She could have been killed and when she was down you decided to laugh! I thought I was a monster, but you've shown a whole new meaning to that word. Now you would be in so much pain right now it would seem unimaginable but since Valkyrie doesn't want me to, I won't. Want to know why? Because I actually care for her, and I will be there for and I will be the one picking up the pieces that you left! I am not saying I am a good person but that's just what I would do for her." Skulduggery finally let go of his collar but not before tightening his grip, choking him a little.

Fletcher walked down the five stairs of the porch but paused at the bottom to turn and smile a sly smile.

"Was all that a way of showing her how much you LOVE HER?" He shouted the last bit so Valkyrie could hear.

"Maybe. Why? Do you have a problem with that?" Skulduggery asked. He really didn't care at this point if Valkyrie heard; he'd probably made his feelings clear when he threw Fletcher against the wall.

"No...I don't. Actually, I'm just curious, I had to act that I liked her so I'm just wondering how you could love someone so ugly." Fletcher laughed.

Skulduggery stormed down the stairs but Fletcher screamed like a little girl and disappeared, leaving Skulduggery standing there, his fists clenched and ready to punch.

He turned and saw Valkyrie standing just under the doorframe and he could just see the single tear rolling down her cheek. He started walking towards he when he seen an arm wrap around her throat, dragging her back into the house. Now Skulduggery ran looking in every direction but not finding her.

She was gone.

Valduggery will probably be in the next story :) Review!