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having so much fun doing this - and I'm sort of on a roll now. You can
thank TPTB for that since they've been keeping all of us so deprived of
Rali love scenes! I couldn't take it anymore so I had to write something of
my own. Thanks again! - G
Chapter Four
Abby's head hurt. Served her right for flying into New York City instead of a sleepy little airport upstate.
The visions screamed at a higher volume when there were so many people around.
Thinking about it now, she'd done a pretty good job, though, it spite of it all. On the plane she had seen what could happen, and she caught that little boy who she had seen wandering, keeping him out of the clutches of the smarmy looking guy in baggage claim. Next, she was able to distract that little old lady, complimenting her hat, keeping her from getting hit by the taxi that screeched away from the curb.
It was always a relief when she could do actually do it. Keep someone from imminent disaster. She needed to save her strength though. She knew she had to get to somewhere quiet. Boarding the bus to Port Charles did the trick. Right now, all she could hear was the whoosh of the traffic, she'd cracked the window next to her just slightly. In a few hours she'd be there.
But she was clueless as to what to do next.
Should she just try to blend in? Should she try to find them right away and tell them what she knew? Would that just freak them out?
If she wasn't so sure, if the visions weren't so clear, she'd think she'd totally lost it.
Vampires. Please. Like in this day and age, anyone believed that. It was the stuff of movies, Anne Rice novels. Not real life. Not in a little town in America. It couldn't possibly be true.
But she saw them, clearly saw the destruction they caused. And it needed to stop.
Abby sighed and shifted in her seat, her boots sticking to the floor of the bus. She pulled the bag she held on her lap closer and looked out the window. Just a few more hours..
********
"No. I don't want to leave. Please? Just a few more hours --- " Alison was as content as she ever had been in her life.
Why wouldn't she be? She was in the arms of the man she loved more than anything in this world.
"Believe me, there's nothing I want more." Rafe said, placing a kiss on her hair.
"But.." Alison prompted.
"But, you know, we can't hide here forever."
"Why not? Seriously --- Rafe, why not? I think we should. I think it's exactly what we should do." Alison snuggled closer, placing soft kisses on his chest, hoping to distract him. If he wanted her to leave soon, he'd have to make her.
"Alison ---"
"OK - I didn't say forever, I said just a few more hours"
"Alright, how many?"
Alison shifted up slightly to look at him and said, in all seriousness, "Two billion, one hundred and twenty six thousand."
Rafe pushed a strand of her hair off her face and began to chuckle, "Oh, is that all?"
"Well, it's not exactly forever," she said as she moved her lips to place gentle kisses along the line of his jaw, ending up near that spot behind his ear. Knowing it was all she would need to do to win - she calculatingly placed her lips there, already hearing him moan before she even kissed him.
Her lips curved into a smile as she thought, see if that won't make him stay a little longer.
She pulled back to gaze into his eyes, and by the look she saw in them she knew.
He had completely forgotten he had been trying to convince her to leave.
Rafe turned with Alison in his arms, pressing her back down into the hay as he finally captured her lips with his. Her heart beat faster, her spine tingled. It was always like this, from the very first time they had been together here. She had never felt safer, happier, more loved in her lifetime, until she met him. Being with him like this made everything worth it, though she pushed the thoughts of evil away, wanting only to think of him.
His angel, Rafe thought. So beautiful, so perfect, everything he hadn't known he'd wanted the first time he had been on earth. For the second time that day he couldn't believe his luck, to have this chance with her again, despite everything life threw at them. He kissed every inch of her, the scent of flowers clinging to her skin, clouding his senses - overshadowing everything else in his mind.
Much, much later, he pulled away from her slowly, bringing his hand up her arm, to her neck, gently smoothing her hair away from her face. His fingers moved back and stopped, lingering on her cheek as he looked into her eyes and finally spoke. "I'm sorry, but we do - we have to go back."
"I know."
"We can't just let what's happening happen - "
"Are we really going to talk about that now?" Alison almost snapped at him.
"Wh-What?" Rafe asked, completely surprised by her tone of voice.
"Please. Let's just go home first before we talk about everything that's happening, all the evil that's lurking and weighing down on us. For once, please? Can we just have today without letting them ruin it?" As hard as she tried to stop them, tears began to fill her eyes as she all but pleaded with him.
As always, her words on this subject just about broke his heart. "I promise you. When this is all over, we can have --- "
"I know. We can have all we've ever dreamed of."
"Yes, we can." He would make sure of it.
"It shouldn't be this hard, should it? I mean, really, I just want you, and a house and a family. I'm not asking for much." Alison rested her head on Rafe's shoulder, tracing circles lazily with her finger on the arm he had curled around her.
"I know. I'm so sorry."
"I just want some sort of a normal life."
"I know you do."
She looked up at him then, "Wait - why are you sorry? It's not your fault."
"Sure it is." It was almost a relief for him to finally speak the words aloud. "I mean, I've tried to figure this all out and I always come back to the same thing. I think, maybe this is all going on because I came back to you."
"You actually think someone is making you pay for loving me?" She asked him in disbelief.
"I don't know...maybe - maybe." Rafe suddenly felt foolish.
"Well, if that's true, which I don't happen to think it is, I have a bone to pick with them because that's one lousy payback plan."
He laughed at her then as he said, "Maybe you should try and tell them. I think they'd be scared of you."
"Good. They should be, 'cause that's not all I'm mad about."
Alison sat up and tucked the blanket he had brought with them around her. She picked at a piece of hay, running it through her fingers, then tossing it aside.
"Well, I'm sure it could also be the fact that you're, oh, I don't know, called to fight evil? Maybe it just has a way of seeking you out. If that's it, then I have no one to blame but myself. It serves me right for falling in love with a slayer."
"That could be also be true." Rafe sighed at the thought, though he disagreed. She didn't deserve any of this.
Her next words made him think she had read his thoughts.
"It's so not fair." she said sadly, looking down, folding her hands in her lap. As she did, she noticed how her engagement ring sparkled. It shined, just like a ray of hope. As always, just the thought of their dreams finally coming true someday was enough to make her smile again.
"No. It's not." Rafe agreed.
"Well, I guess there's just one thing to do then."
"What's that?" he asked, bringing his hand to her face, gently lifting her chin.
Looking him straight in the eye she said with a smile, "Go home and kick some vampire butt."
Chapter Four
Abby's head hurt. Served her right for flying into New York City instead of a sleepy little airport upstate.
The visions screamed at a higher volume when there were so many people around.
Thinking about it now, she'd done a pretty good job, though, it spite of it all. On the plane she had seen what could happen, and she caught that little boy who she had seen wandering, keeping him out of the clutches of the smarmy looking guy in baggage claim. Next, she was able to distract that little old lady, complimenting her hat, keeping her from getting hit by the taxi that screeched away from the curb.
It was always a relief when she could do actually do it. Keep someone from imminent disaster. She needed to save her strength though. She knew she had to get to somewhere quiet. Boarding the bus to Port Charles did the trick. Right now, all she could hear was the whoosh of the traffic, she'd cracked the window next to her just slightly. In a few hours she'd be there.
But she was clueless as to what to do next.
Should she just try to blend in? Should she try to find them right away and tell them what she knew? Would that just freak them out?
If she wasn't so sure, if the visions weren't so clear, she'd think she'd totally lost it.
Vampires. Please. Like in this day and age, anyone believed that. It was the stuff of movies, Anne Rice novels. Not real life. Not in a little town in America. It couldn't possibly be true.
But she saw them, clearly saw the destruction they caused. And it needed to stop.
Abby sighed and shifted in her seat, her boots sticking to the floor of the bus. She pulled the bag she held on her lap closer and looked out the window. Just a few more hours..
********
"No. I don't want to leave. Please? Just a few more hours --- " Alison was as content as she ever had been in her life.
Why wouldn't she be? She was in the arms of the man she loved more than anything in this world.
"Believe me, there's nothing I want more." Rafe said, placing a kiss on her hair.
"But.." Alison prompted.
"But, you know, we can't hide here forever."
"Why not? Seriously --- Rafe, why not? I think we should. I think it's exactly what we should do." Alison snuggled closer, placing soft kisses on his chest, hoping to distract him. If he wanted her to leave soon, he'd have to make her.
"Alison ---"
"OK - I didn't say forever, I said just a few more hours"
"Alright, how many?"
Alison shifted up slightly to look at him and said, in all seriousness, "Two billion, one hundred and twenty six thousand."
Rafe pushed a strand of her hair off her face and began to chuckle, "Oh, is that all?"
"Well, it's not exactly forever," she said as she moved her lips to place gentle kisses along the line of his jaw, ending up near that spot behind his ear. Knowing it was all she would need to do to win - she calculatingly placed her lips there, already hearing him moan before she even kissed him.
Her lips curved into a smile as she thought, see if that won't make him stay a little longer.
She pulled back to gaze into his eyes, and by the look she saw in them she knew.
He had completely forgotten he had been trying to convince her to leave.
Rafe turned with Alison in his arms, pressing her back down into the hay as he finally captured her lips with his. Her heart beat faster, her spine tingled. It was always like this, from the very first time they had been together here. She had never felt safer, happier, more loved in her lifetime, until she met him. Being with him like this made everything worth it, though she pushed the thoughts of evil away, wanting only to think of him.
His angel, Rafe thought. So beautiful, so perfect, everything he hadn't known he'd wanted the first time he had been on earth. For the second time that day he couldn't believe his luck, to have this chance with her again, despite everything life threw at them. He kissed every inch of her, the scent of flowers clinging to her skin, clouding his senses - overshadowing everything else in his mind.
Much, much later, he pulled away from her slowly, bringing his hand up her arm, to her neck, gently smoothing her hair away from her face. His fingers moved back and stopped, lingering on her cheek as he looked into her eyes and finally spoke. "I'm sorry, but we do - we have to go back."
"I know."
"We can't just let what's happening happen - "
"Are we really going to talk about that now?" Alison almost snapped at him.
"Wh-What?" Rafe asked, completely surprised by her tone of voice.
"Please. Let's just go home first before we talk about everything that's happening, all the evil that's lurking and weighing down on us. For once, please? Can we just have today without letting them ruin it?" As hard as she tried to stop them, tears began to fill her eyes as she all but pleaded with him.
As always, her words on this subject just about broke his heart. "I promise you. When this is all over, we can have --- "
"I know. We can have all we've ever dreamed of."
"Yes, we can." He would make sure of it.
"It shouldn't be this hard, should it? I mean, really, I just want you, and a house and a family. I'm not asking for much." Alison rested her head on Rafe's shoulder, tracing circles lazily with her finger on the arm he had curled around her.
"I know. I'm so sorry."
"I just want some sort of a normal life."
"I know you do."
She looked up at him then, "Wait - why are you sorry? It's not your fault."
"Sure it is." It was almost a relief for him to finally speak the words aloud. "I mean, I've tried to figure this all out and I always come back to the same thing. I think, maybe this is all going on because I came back to you."
"You actually think someone is making you pay for loving me?" She asked him in disbelief.
"I don't know...maybe - maybe." Rafe suddenly felt foolish.
"Well, if that's true, which I don't happen to think it is, I have a bone to pick with them because that's one lousy payback plan."
He laughed at her then as he said, "Maybe you should try and tell them. I think they'd be scared of you."
"Good. They should be, 'cause that's not all I'm mad about."
Alison sat up and tucked the blanket he had brought with them around her. She picked at a piece of hay, running it through her fingers, then tossing it aside.
"Well, I'm sure it could also be the fact that you're, oh, I don't know, called to fight evil? Maybe it just has a way of seeking you out. If that's it, then I have no one to blame but myself. It serves me right for falling in love with a slayer."
"That could be also be true." Rafe sighed at the thought, though he disagreed. She didn't deserve any of this.
Her next words made him think she had read his thoughts.
"It's so not fair." she said sadly, looking down, folding her hands in her lap. As she did, she noticed how her engagement ring sparkled. It shined, just like a ray of hope. As always, just the thought of their dreams finally coming true someday was enough to make her smile again.
"No. It's not." Rafe agreed.
"Well, I guess there's just one thing to do then."
"What's that?" he asked, bringing his hand to her face, gently lifting her chin.
Looking him straight in the eye she said with a smile, "Go home and kick some vampire butt."