Thanks to Jac Danvers and Namaste for reviewing!
Sad I didn't get many reviews for my last chapter...but I guess a lot of people are busy at this time of year with exams etc. But please just review and let me know what you think of it.
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"Dad?" said Missy in little more than a whisper, staring up at the sandy-haired man wide eyed.
The man nodded, a small smile passing across his features.
He looked exactly like he had in the old battered photograph Missy kept of him. Around forty years old, his blonde hair and pale complexion very much like Missy's own.
Missy propped herself up painfully on her elbows, as the man crouched beside her.
"B-But y-you're d-dead," she said tears falling from her eyes. "M-Mom told me you'd died..."
The man stared down at his daughter and pressed a firm hand to her trembling shoulder. "No Melissa, I hadn't died...I'd just...gone home," he said choosing his words carefully.
"S-So you've been here...t-this whole time?" asked Missy, barely believing her eyes.
The man stared off into the distance for a moment before staring back down at Missy. "Not always...no," he said softly.
"I-I saw you, that time in the jungle," said Missy painfully, clutching at the wound at her side. "When the smoke monster came...before h-he judged me...I saw you..."
The man nodded. "I was protecting you," he said gently, his hand brushing against her cheek.
Missy's eyes widened as realisation crossed her features. "Y-You were the boy...the boy I saw...it was you!"
Her father smiled and nodded. "Yes."
Missy shook with what was both pain and emotion, and gazed down at the wound at her side which was gushing blood.
"Am I...dead?" asked Missy gazing up at her father tearfully.
He gently brushed away falling tears with his thumb. "No...not yet..."
Missy sobbed. She knew he meant by that.
She was dying and there was nothing he, nor anyone else could do.
"Is that why you're coming to me? Now?" she asked quietly as her father tilted his head and nodded.
"Yes Melissa," he said soothingly. "But you have to know...that soon we'll be together properly, and all of this...it won't matter anymore."
Missy gulped back tears.
The pain at her side was unbearable.
She knew that she didn't have long left.
"Dad," Missy trembled. "I'm scared..."
The father gazed into his daughter's eyes. "I know...but Richard, James and I will always be here to protect you...you have to know that."
Missy nodded, staring into her father's honest eyes.
"I love you Daddy," Missy whispered through falling tears and clutching at her wound.
Her father's face broke into a wide smile and he clutched at Missy's shoulders pulling her into a hug and kissing the top of her head gently.
After a few moments, Jacob laid his daughter down onto the grassy floor, knowing that she had lost all consciousness.
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