Airlia de Lioncourt: Dude sorry it slipped out.

PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!

Life is only a suspension of Death

Jake left his soulmate collapsed in the cave, her eyes firmly shut against the cold winters freeze. She was collapsed on the floor anyway, tied to a wooden pole with metal handcuffs. No way was that bitch leaving. Soulmates were just pests, like women in general.

Umm there was a disturbance. ~Flame?~

~ You know I really don't like you.~ Flame's reply was instant.

~I noticed, however why are you not with the girl?~

~She's alright in the hut. I needed a drink.~

~Evidently. Well while you are gorging your insides out, I would like to inform you your charge is being rescued by a vampire. And he's as mad as hell.~ Flame's reply was unintelligible, something that could have been interpreted as 'Fucking know it all'.

Jake broke their connection as he headed to the hut where the girl was being kept. In the hut.

-*-

Harry pulled Faith to her feet, which she promptly fell over again. He sighed and chucked her carelessly over his shoulder.

Women.

Humans.

~Oi, Aidan? We got Faith here. She's muttering some shit. Where the hell are you?~

"Right behind you."

Harry turned to see Aidan and Arthur standing next to each other, looking distinctly pissed. In both senses of the word. "Flame, sparks, vampires, Talitha, Assassins." Faith murmured frantically.

"Put her down Harry." Harry dropped her on the floor and endured the raised eyebrow of Aidan. Aidan lent over his sister. She had dirt over her face and tears stained her face.

"What happened?" He asked carefully pulling hair out of her face. Her eyes focused on him, and she seemed barely for a second, to be smiling. Her eyes became unfocused and she drifted now talking with a distracted air in proper sentances.

"Flame happened. He, he came, when I was down by the river. Took me here. Bait, I was bait."

"Bait for who?"

"He's not human you know."

"Who?"

"Flame. The other one. The other. He took Talitha. Talitha gone bye bye. Oh. I like her."

"Aidan stay here with Faith, look out for this Flame. Harry let's go and look for Talitha. Keep trying that mental contact Harry. " Aidan raised his eyes, full of astonishment. "Look I don't give a fuck about that sister of yours; she's safe and she's human. She means little to me. It's her sister I care about, alright? Don't you two have a witch teacher? Nicas? Try contacting him, he knows a lot about the night world. "

-*-

From high up in the tree, Jake looked down at the group below. The girl. She disturbed Flame, Better to kill her soon. Soon. The group left as the shifter had ordered. There was something about the way her said Talitha's name that gave Jake a warning sign. Time would tell.

Death, like fate, would out.

And Jake would be there to pick up the pieces.

-*-

Talitha awoke to cold. It was cold. She was still sleepy. Her bed was hard. Did Aidan change her sheets to rock again? He hadn't done that in years, not after he had gone to see his handiwork and she was crying in a corner. No, it was all rock.

She was in a cave. She couldn't move. The cave was small. Talitha was extraordinarily claustrophobic. Talitha was extraordinarily scared. Tears formed as she screamed, begging mentally for help. She screamed and screamed. Various voices came to her through her mind, but they weren't saving her, she was trapped, she wouldn't be allowed out.

"Help." She sighed as her voice gave out and a quiet panic set in. Her mind emptied and all she thought of was, 'ten little witches went to Salem, one hung from a line then their were nine. Nine little witches went to Cauldron, one met a mate then there was eight."

-*-

Jake returned to the cave, he could here her chanting from inside. She was more petrified than if he had tortured her. She was ripping up her soul. Due to the connection his was going to.

"Eight little witches accused of murder, one admitted guilt and went to heaven, then there was seven. Seven little witches chopping wood, one forgot the sticks and then there was six."

Tears were chilled against her cheek, her eyes were big and blue, her hair golden and falling wildly against her face. He put her hand on his face, enduing her eyes to follow. They did and he saw pure emotions. Sparks flew slightly.

Barely touching her mind with his, he saw all her memories gone. She had no past and no present. All she had was him.

A grim smile passed his face. "It's alright, little Talitha. You remember me don't you. I am your soulmate, Jake. Hello."

-*-

REVIEW PLEASE!