Disclaimer - I don't own any of LJ's characters and I don't make any money blah blah blah. However, I do own Tar, Dain, Zarach and Bono, but unfortunately, they haven't been paying their rent so I don't make any money out of them either. Damn. Reviews are really appreciated.



CHAPTER TWO - FORGOTTEN AGAIN



"Are you ready, Mary Lynette?"

She wiped the tears from her eyes.

"Yes."

"All right. Concentrate on the sound of my voice. Listen to my voice and no other. You see blackness in front of you. It is dark and warm. It is inviting. Go to it and immerse yourself in it."

Mary Lynette walked towards the blackness.

"Until we meet again, Ash Redfern." She murmured, mostly for her own reassurance. She put her hands in her pockets to stop them from shaking and stepped into the blackness.

***

Thierry looked out at the sunrise, wishing he could have kept Mary Lynette here longer. Wishing he could know what it was she had inside of her. The power she had, it could affect the delicate balance of power between the Daybreakers and Nightworlders. It was a difficult puzzle to solve when she wasn't even here. She had been able to read his emotions like a book, knowing as soon as she mentioned his name that he had no clue to who she had become. He'd talked it over with Hannah of course, but she had just told him with that knowing glance, that if Mary Lynette was determined to know this, she would find out.

Ash had been devastated when she'd first left, to lose her when he'd only just found her again. He'd locked himself in his room at first, refusing to do anything. Then he'd decided that he had to go after her, that she wouldn't have been able to cope without him. Thierry had asked him what he would have done if Mary Lynette had come after him nearly a year ago now. What if she'd got herself killed? Ash had kicked the chair over, knowing Thierry was right.

All of Ash's sister's had talked to him, Goddess even Mark had gone to try and talk to him. Yet, Ash seemed hollow inside, a husk of a man. Thierry would let him go after her soon, let him try and track her. He wondered if Mary Lynette still had Xanna's skill at tracking. Interrupting his line of thought, he felt Hannah's arm slide around his waist.

"Just thinking." He answered her silent question.

They walked out arm in arm.

***

It was after midday on the day of Ash's dream that Thierry finally came around to talking to Ash about it. Of course, Ash had begged him for information as soon as he'd let slip that he knew where the church was, but Thierry, man of mystery that he was, said he needed to confirm it and would talk to him later. He knocked on Ash's door and let himself in.

Ash stared at Thierry and Thierry held his gaze.

"Where is it?" Ash asked tentatively, almost willing Thierry to tell him.

"I have it marked on a map in my pocket."

"Give it to me." Ash wasn't angry yet, just desperate.

"Ash, think about it. She said to find her. She never said she would be at that church, just the area surrounding it. If you're going to find her, you'll need help. That's a whole city to search alone."

Ash just looked dazed.

"Take Rashel and Quinn with you."

Ash stared blankly at Thierry.

"We all know what Mary Lynette is capable of now, Ash. If you cannot revive her, many lives are at risk. You need help. James and Poppy offered to go, but I turned them down. Quinn and Rashel are the best fighters and trackers we have. They're also your friends." Thierry paused, weighing up Ash's expression. "I'll give you the map as well."

Ash looked at Thierry. He had no choice.

"Done."

Thierry handed the map to Ash and Ash immediately headed towards the door. He paused next to Thierry.

"They can come, but Thierry; she is coming back to me. I will not let them fight her. No matter what is at stake."

Ash gave a final glare at Thierry for emphasis and stormed out. Thierry's eyes followed him. May the Goddess smile on them, for they're going to need all the luck they can get.

*** She opened her eyes and tried to rub the huge amounts of dirt and grit out of them. The ground was warm beneath her, but her skin felt raw and burnt. There was a dark face above her, but his face seemed to flow with the wind. Her eyes were sore and painful, so she once again closed them. She felt sleep call her and she hoped that whatever was coming would be quick.

*** Zarach bundled Mary Lynette in a cloak and stowed her in the back of the car. He turned the key in the ignition and pulled the car back onto the road. He had a long drive ahead of him.

Several hours later, Zarach picked up the phone from the garage and dialled in a number silently.

"Hello, Dain? Yes, it's me. I have someone in my car who I think you'd find very interesting."