Sandra sighed as she pulled on her bathrobe. She had enjoyed all the bath gels and scents in her hotel room for the past hour as she took a bath. She opened the door and then stopped short when she found Castiel pacing in her room.
"You! What are you doing in my room? How did you get in?"
Castiel stepped forward and Sandra immediately took a step back.
"You forget who owns this resort and island, commoner".
Sandra frowned and then Castiel bent down on one knee. Sandra stared down at him as he pulled something out from his pocket and tied it around her ankle. He stood up and then smirked. Sandra glanced down and saw an anklet made of brown rope with tiny seashells as beads.
"Where did you get this from?" Sandra asked.
"When we were touring, I bought it. If you lose it, you're dead" Castiel replied.
He left the room and Sandra couldn't help the smile from spreading across her face as she examined the anklet. She dressed in three quarter jeans and a tee shirt before heading out to Yvonne's room. She knocked on the door but there was no reply. Yvonne must have been asleep.
Sandra sighed and then turned around. She had been hoping to have some fun with Yvonne before going to sleep but that was now ruined. She glanced down at the beach and then spotted Lysander seated beside a boat. She stared down at him and he glanced up straight at her.
He waved her over and she climbed down the steps to the beach. She stood beside him awkwardly and then he spoke.
"Do you know what lily of the valley means?"
Sandra glanced over at him and spotted the flower in his hands. She shook her head and he continued.
"It means that whoever receives it will definitely be happy"
"It's for lovers to give to each other?" Sandra asked.
"I used to bring her here, to New Caledonia. She said it was similar to Italy" Lysander said.
Sandra smiled. She knew that Lysander was referring to Michelle. "How is she doing?" Sandra asked.
"She should be doing well"
"Did something happen?" Sandra asked curiously.
"Why did you ask me to go after her?"
Sandra didn't reply.
"I finally realized what a pathetic man I am. There was nothing for me to do except wait all day for her to come home from her work".
"But just spending time with her would have been enough" if you loved her. Sandra didn't voice the last part out but Lysander understood.
"I was nothing but a burden to her since I was a child. I was a pathetic fool who couldn't do things on my own. My brother abandoned me, my grandfather didn't want anything to do with me and now she told me I was a burden to her"
"That isn't…."
"I can't do anything except love someone who always leaves me" Lysander finished. He held out the flower to Sandra. "Take it".
Sandra looked at the flower and then shook her head. "This belongs to Michelle. Not me".
Lysander stood and then placed the flower in the boat. Sandra smiled.
"I'm going to bed. You shouldn't stay out here for too long. You might catch a cold" Sandra said.
She turned around and Lysander caught her wrist. She froze and he whirled her around to wrap his arms around her. Sandra's heart beat faster as he hung his head over her shoulder and held her tight.
"I'm cold. I'm so cold that I can't take it" Lysander said.
Sandra let him linger for a minute before pulled away. She stared at him and then turned. She ran up the steps to the rooms and then screeched to a stop when she found Castiel outside her room.
"You should tell me you're going out. You had me worried for nothing" Castiel complained when he spotted Sandra.
"Am I a kid?" Sandra argued.
"I was afraid you fell into the pool or got bitten by a snake or something!"
"I'm sorry" Sandra said automatically.
Castiel sighed and then wrapped an arm around her shoulder. Sandra looked up at him and he dropped a kiss on her forehead.
"Don't go wandering off on your own again" he said.
Sandra nodded and he let her get into her room before leaving. Lysander stood up to go to his room and then stopped. Down at his feet was an anklet. He picked it up and then wore it around his wrist. He would have to remember to give it back to Sandra.
The next morning, Castiel headed to the dining area. A buffet had already been laid out for breakfast and he grabbed a plate. He took some fruit before joining Lysander near the espresso machine. Lysander poured out the hot water from the thermos and Castiel spotted the anklet around Lysander's wrist. He hand immediately reached out to grab Lysander's wrist.
"Is something wrong?" Lysander asked, still holding the thermos.
"Be careful, its hot" Castiel warned and he let go of Lysander's wrist.
"Do you want some?" Lysander asked mixing the coffee.
"Yeah, black please" Castiel replied before heading to an empty table.
In her room, Sandra was turning everything upside down to look for the anklet. She finally gave up and then headed down for breakfast. After an hour, they all headed for horseback riding on the beach. Castiel helped Sandra onto the horse and then spotted her bare ankle.
"Where's the anklet?" he asked.
"I left it in my room. I was afraid I would lose it" Sandra lied quickly and Castiel nodded.
After the horse ride, everyone got ready for a volleyball match. Sandra and Yvonne relaxed while chatting with the models and the guys played their match. After Castiel and Nathaniel won, everyone took a break. Castiel handed Lysander a bottle of water and then spotted the piece of jewelry around Lysander's wrist.
"What is that? It doesn't suit your Victorian tastes" Castiel asked.
"It isn't mine" Lysander took it off and held it out to Castiel.
"What?"
"Give it back to Sandra. She dropped it last night"
Castiel took it and then pocketed it. His thoughts raced a mile a minute as he realized what was going on. While he was worried sick about Sandra, she had been out with Lysander.
Wait, calm down. She must have met him by accident. Nothing happened. Lysander's your best friend. He wouldn't do something.
Castiel didn't know what to believe. He knew Lysander and his personality but since the Victorian era loving guy had come back from France, he had been a different person. Castiel glanced over at Sandra who was laughing at something Yvonne had said.