*******************************Brad's room******************************
Brad was laying sprawled out unceremoniously on his bed, staring at the ceiling. Leena had already disposed of Harry (A/N: I wish!!!) and the rest of the team, albeit Naomi were having a conference on her lack of will. He didn't join in their discussion because he knew, first, Naomi trusted him that he wouldn't plot behind her pack, and second, until she thought she could live, no one could do anything about it. Bored, he let his mind wander. He wondered if Naomi had been hurt worse by Evhert and wasn't telling anyone. But killing her parents and attempting to kill her was almost as bad as it got. His room, which was directly above the hangar, suddenly shook as a zoid fired up. Usually he could tell the zoids start-up sounds apart but this time was different. No breaks just a large powerful zoom. He got up and walked to the hangar. Everything was there except for the worst possible thing to be missing at that point; Naomi's gunsniper. He jumped into the cockpit of the shadowfox, not telling anyone, and set out at almost full speed.
************************************The desert************************** Naomi knew that the Blitz team was having a meeting, which enraged her anyway, but the subject was her, which made it worse, so she left. She was heading towards a cliff, which she had camped near before, to wait until Evhert found her. She didn't know Brad was following; if she had she would have shot him down. She figured that Evhert had a tracker in her zoid so she deposited it in a stand of cactus. Brad had caught up to her long ago and was watching from a safe distance away. She got out of her gunsiper and walked towards the cliff. He got out of the shadowfox and walked forward so he could see. But he walked too close it seemed, for she turned around and said,
"You can come out whoever you are, I have nothing to hide."
Brad emerged rather sheepishly, looking down and shuffling his feet. When she saw it was him she said,
"Don't be embarrassed Brad. Just leave me alone, please."
She spoke almost pleadingly; willing him to follow her request. Brad would have answered if the sight of her hadn't taken his breath away, sucking it and any previously held response away. The sun was setting, making the surrounding rock appear to be molten gold, beautiful anyway, but Naomi took the prize. The sun illuminated her hair, making it look as if flames danced about her head. Her eyes were filled with tears, it appeared as if they themselves were rubies. She stood tall against the background of the cliff and clear sky. Her clothes caught the wind, blowing them out behind her. She looked at him again before turning back to the sharp drop of the cliff. With her feet together, arms outspread she tipped forward, towards the sheer rock face and a painful death. Her eyes closed she leaned farther. Wind gusted past her face and she opened them, expecting to see the way down, but seeing Brad's face instead. He had caught her at the last moment and was holding her gently, as if she could break.
"Brad, if I don't tell you now, I doubt I will ever I."
He didn't let her finish but kissed her instead, as if that would answer any doubts she had. And Naomi returned it with any ounce of energy she had, immersing herself in his kiss. He kissed her gently again before murmuring,
"Isn't that enough to hope for?"
Naomi felt her heart leap before she leaned into his embrace. Burying her face in his chest she murmured,
"It will be what I hope for until the day I die."
Brad was laying sprawled out unceremoniously on his bed, staring at the ceiling. Leena had already disposed of Harry (A/N: I wish!!!) and the rest of the team, albeit Naomi were having a conference on her lack of will. He didn't join in their discussion because he knew, first, Naomi trusted him that he wouldn't plot behind her pack, and second, until she thought she could live, no one could do anything about it. Bored, he let his mind wander. He wondered if Naomi had been hurt worse by Evhert and wasn't telling anyone. But killing her parents and attempting to kill her was almost as bad as it got. His room, which was directly above the hangar, suddenly shook as a zoid fired up. Usually he could tell the zoids start-up sounds apart but this time was different. No breaks just a large powerful zoom. He got up and walked to the hangar. Everything was there except for the worst possible thing to be missing at that point; Naomi's gunsniper. He jumped into the cockpit of the shadowfox, not telling anyone, and set out at almost full speed.
************************************The desert************************** Naomi knew that the Blitz team was having a meeting, which enraged her anyway, but the subject was her, which made it worse, so she left. She was heading towards a cliff, which she had camped near before, to wait until Evhert found her. She didn't know Brad was following; if she had she would have shot him down. She figured that Evhert had a tracker in her zoid so she deposited it in a stand of cactus. Brad had caught up to her long ago and was watching from a safe distance away. She got out of her gunsiper and walked towards the cliff. He got out of the shadowfox and walked forward so he could see. But he walked too close it seemed, for she turned around and said,
"You can come out whoever you are, I have nothing to hide."
Brad emerged rather sheepishly, looking down and shuffling his feet. When she saw it was him she said,
"Don't be embarrassed Brad. Just leave me alone, please."
She spoke almost pleadingly; willing him to follow her request. Brad would have answered if the sight of her hadn't taken his breath away, sucking it and any previously held response away. The sun was setting, making the surrounding rock appear to be molten gold, beautiful anyway, but Naomi took the prize. The sun illuminated her hair, making it look as if flames danced about her head. Her eyes were filled with tears, it appeared as if they themselves were rubies. She stood tall against the background of the cliff and clear sky. Her clothes caught the wind, blowing them out behind her. She looked at him again before turning back to the sharp drop of the cliff. With her feet together, arms outspread she tipped forward, towards the sheer rock face and a painful death. Her eyes closed she leaned farther. Wind gusted past her face and she opened them, expecting to see the way down, but seeing Brad's face instead. He had caught her at the last moment and was holding her gently, as if she could break.
"Brad, if I don't tell you now, I doubt I will ever I."
He didn't let her finish but kissed her instead, as if that would answer any doubts she had. And Naomi returned it with any ounce of energy she had, immersing herself in his kiss. He kissed her gently again before murmuring,
"Isn't that enough to hope for?"
Naomi felt her heart leap before she leaned into his embrace. Burying her face in his chest she murmured,
"It will be what I hope for until the day I die."
