Author : Chantal ( Angelic Sinner )
Title : In dreams
Disclaimer : They're not mine
Rating : G
Thanks : This story I dedicate to Cal Gal , who put up with my constantly changing
mind , and I really felt bad for that :):)






"Roxton , No..."
The raven haired heiress woke up screaming the two words that so many times escaped her
lips as she saw him crumble in front of her , wounded .
Pulling herself up , her hands cuping her face , she breathed heavily . "These nightmares have to
stop". She thought as she got out of bed and headed to the kitchen , trying to calm down and catch
her breath .
A glass of water in a hand , she stood motionless watching the view that her eyes had become
accustumed to , nightmares had been haunting her for weeks , and they all seemed to end up with
John's death and her ,on her knees , his body in her arms ,crying .
"I have to admit ". She spoke to herself . " You do have an effect on me , although when it comes to the
matters of the heart , i'm quite aloof , and yet ... She paused and took a breath "And yet the walls I have
built seem to crumble , and I am afraid ..."
"Speaking to ourselves are we ?". Whispered a husky voice from behind .Marguerite's eyes widened
and she turned to face the hunter , her heart was pounding , who knows what he might have heard . " Oh,
John ! You couldn't sleep ?" She answered , hoping to change the subject . "I have a lot on my mind." " I see ,
well , I am heading to bed" . He stood in front of her , as to not let her pass . " You still haven't told me who
you were confessing to ."
"Well I was just talking to myself , reviewing the things that have happened to us on this expedition , that's all ."
With an annoyed tone .
"Why Marguerite , admitting you are talking to yourself , you sure sound like you are lonely." "Perhaps I
should have awakened you , but then you are not a great companion to have a conversation with , are
you Lord John ?" She walked by him and he let her pass , questioning himself,what had he done wrong ?
He was hurt , but by the tone in her voice , he sensed fear ,shame and embarrassment.
"hhhh , One minute I want to hug her , the next strangle her , and the worse part ... Is that I like it "
Roxton thought to himslef grinning .


"Stupid fool , he almost heard you ." Passed Marguerite's mind ,as she put the cup of water next to her
bed and laid there . Why is it that every time he got closer , she hurt him . Everytime SHE got closer , again
she hurt him . What did he hear her say ? She never said his name so there was no way for him to know ,
or was there ? He was the only man she laid eyes on,here on the plateau . Who else would it be ? Who else
could look at her , and with those eyes look straight into her heart , capture her will , her every desire . Who
else,with one kiss can make her heart ache , engulfed with too much love , but was there "too much" coming
from him . It didn't seem as though there,was cause the more he gave , the more she wanted , and the more
she took , the more she thought of herself defenseless, withdrawing from him , but never for too long . Damn
that man , damn his touch , and damn his words .


Roxton sat in the chair , thinking about Marguerite Krux . How things have changed since he first
saw her . What was once a pure physical attraction , was evolving on his side to respect and
comprehension and even love . He remembered thinking " How could anyone love such a stubborn ,
self absorbed woman ?" But how ironic that his words were contradicted by his actions . He did see a
different side of her , a side he wished to see more often , a side that had drawn him to this mysterious
woman , a woman of multiple feelings , multiple talents , and many flaws .



Marguerite closed her eyes , trying to catch some sleep , but again the pictures haunted
her mind ,. So clear , so real . She tossed and turned , but to no use , finally sitting in her bed
once again , she couldn't help but let the tears flow , reminiscing about all that had happened the past
two years .
A knock on her door brought her back to reality , deep within she knew it was Roxton , wanted it to be
Roxton , but hoped it was someone else .She wiped the tears ." Come in".
Her heart raced , as she saw him enter her room ,with every step he took , getting closer ,she would
remind herself to breathe . The earlier actions came to mind , and she took a more serious look .
" We need to talk ." "If you say so ." She replied .
"What is it that makes you run away everytime you come closer ? What are you afraid of Marguerite ?"
He sat on the bed , close to her .
She didn't know what to answer , her eyes were once again red , she looked into his , and found a will for
understanding . She nodded , unable to speak , for she thought that once the words were spoken , the
walls would tumble . " I know you feel something , I can see the look in your eyes , I too have the same
look everytime I look at you . Just let me know what you want , tell me what holds you back ."
" Haven't I offended you enough ." She let out with a low voice . " Haven't I misled you enough ? You
know most men would be sick of it by now ." " But I am not those men Marguerite ." He caressed her
face . " And I will wait , and handle the insults until you are ready to open your heart again ." He stood
up , walking towards the door .
" I have been having weird dreams about you ." He stopped , returning to where he had been sitting a
moment ago , silent , not wanting to interrupt her confession .
" Everytime I get close to you , you die John ." She wiped a tear that had escaped , as he looked at her
face with those tender eyes .
"I am afraid John." She looked at him . " Of what Marguerite , you can trust me."
"At the end I am the one who gets abandoned ." "But..." " Let me continue John . At the end , I will lose ,
and I am sick of it . I dreamed that I have lost you so many times , and with every dream I realized
what feelings I had for you , but I realized if I had confessed those feelings , there is no turning back .
Nothing is safe on this plateau , nothing will be safe in London . At the end we all face judgment day .
I rather not have you from the beginning , than lose you and hurt even more ."
" Oh Marguerite ." He got close to her , held her tightly in his arms . Her head rested on his shoulder .
" Marguerite , I will never walk away , I will never be the one to leave , I love you , and with each day
passing , I shall love you more ." She looked deep into those eyes that she had loved so much , and had
come to read so well , she knew he was honest , she could see it , and could feel it in his embrace .
He got closer brushing his lips against hers , a taste of her lips and her tears , a gentle kiss , building
up a more intense one , until she drowned all her doubts into this passionate moment .
His arms wrapped around her , she opened her eyes , most wonderful feelings inhabiting her
heart , she looked at him , caressing his face .
"I owe you the serenity that inhabits my heart from this day forward Lord John . I am afraid I 've become
addicted to those words and that look ." She whispered .
He opened his eyes , bringing her even closer to him , she blushed , realizing he had heard her ,
a smile on his face , he kissed her rosy cheek . " You will never get rid of me easy Ms. Krux .Or dare
I say ... Lady Roxton ?!?!?! "
She smiled . " That has a nice ring to it ." He looked at her amazed . " You would ?!?!"
"I would ." She replied snuggling closer .






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