Tee Hee.Saban is EVIL!!!!!!
THIS CHAPPIE IS A CHRISTMAS SPECIAL FOR ALL OF YOU WHOM I LUB!!!! (Francie-
Chan!!!! Are you Happy?!??! I'm not a grinch.)
I love hearing from you guys! I probably don't deserve half the things you
say though!!! Not to mention my severely inflated ego is getting to me.my
friends keep threatening to take a needle to my head.

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LOOKIT MY CHRISTMAS TREE!!!!! (probably ruined because of the no center
align thing. IT"S THE THOUGHT THAT COUNTS!!!) MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PS Sorry It's Short!!!!
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Lera, scowl plastered on her face, trotted down to the shore to the
kitchen's tent. Without uttering a word to David or Carlyn, Lera served
Stu, her face beet red as he quirked a brow at her. The final lists of who
was to serve whom for the entire trip had been given the Carlyn. He
informed a very blank Lera that she was to serve Stu (Naturally), Daine,
and Logan. Carlyn was to serve Owen, his overlord, as well as cook, since
he was the only one who's food could be distinguished from carbon. David
got Keladry, Saban, and Numair, once he arrived.
Nodding wordlessly, Lera accepted her plates and served Daine and Logan
without so much as meeting their eyes. She could feel Stu's gaze on her as
she walked away from the table and returned to the kitchen.
Wind was picking up of the ocean spray and was cold and moist. Lera knew
back home it would be snowing and such. She hated this wet cold weather. It
didn't even have the decency to snow. Settling down in the kitchen next to
Carlyn's professionally heated fire, Lera wrapped her arms around herself,
goose bumps covering her flesh. Her teeth chattered as she slowly warmed
up.
David offered, once again, to serve the wine himself because Lera was so
cold. She smiled a thanks to him and cuddled down to the ground, closer to
the fire, ignoring Carlyn completely.
"I didn't want to hurt you." Carlyn said.
Lera started and glanced up at him.
He stood above the food box, not looking at her, but rummaging through
dried meats and assorted vegetables.
Lera didn't respond. She curled up again, blocking him out.
"I didn't want to be the reason you had a bad reputation. Or the reason you
failed as a page."
Lera's jaw muscled twitched as she bit back any spiteful comments that were
rising in her mind.
"I'm so sorry Lera. If I could take it back, I would. I really would."
Lera finally met his gaze, standing up. "You cant take back the past back
Carlyn, You should have done the right thing the first time around." Lera
snapped turning on her heel.
Carlyn stepped around the fire and grabbed her upper arm.
Lera stopped and stared at him in disbelief.
Carlyn shook his head, as if trying to clear it. "I cant." He trailed off,
meeting her gaze. Lera felt tingles in her arms and the intensity in his
eyes. "I don't." He stopped short again. "I.You cant walk away." He
finished. Biting his lip.
"If you keep walking away it wont ever heal, and I cant live with this
wound. It's like. more painful that any sword wound I've ever had." He
shook his head again, still gnawing on his lip. "Blade injuries heal. This
wont. As long as you refuse to forgive me I have this pain inside of me,
eating away at me. I don't even eat anymore. Lera. Please."
Lera couldn't tear her eyes away from him. It was true. Her hurt wouldn't
ebb if they didn't talk. But she really didn't want to talk. She knew how
much begging her must pain him. He was always really .not proud. but
begging just didn't suit him.
Seeing her inner debate, and how she didn't just rip her arm from his grasp
and storm away, Carlyn continued. "I cant just let you walk away anymore. I
made that mistake too many times myself. Please Lera.Please?" His voice was
quiet and questioning.
Part of Lera wanted to shake her head, wrench her arm from his fingers and
walk away. The other part wanted to hug him and say all was forgiven.
She just stared at him for a while. Neither of them moved.
What seemed like hours passed them by in seconds. Lera wondered why time
seemed to pass so quickly with Carlyn.
Eventually she nodded, her eyes bright with tears. He hesitantly drew her
into a hug. A gentle hug. Almost like he was trying not to crush the new
bond of trust.
"Friends." Lera whispered in his ear. "Forever."
Carlyn held her away from him, not very far away, but away nonetheless.
"Is that all?" He asked, his emotions out on a limb for her. He looked so
vulnerable.
Lera nodded, the tears brimming over as she moved her head.
He pulled his into his arms again, the hug felt different this time. Less
personal.
Carlyn muttered the closing words to any magical thing, making it seem more
final. "So mote it be."
Lera nodded. A weight off her shoulder, knowing she had her best friend to
guard her back once again.