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Thinking of You
Isabel Night

Dear Anubis,

I probably shouldn't be writing this letter before the sun rises, but if I don't put into words the jumbled up thoughts and feelings that reside my head, then maybe I'll be able to get a decent night's sleep, and not wake up at some bizarre hour in the morning.

I just wanted to let you know that things have been getting better in the Nether Realm ever since Talpa was defeated. The castle has been rebuilt, Civil and Military Order has been re-established, and there was a good rice harvest this autumn. Now that everyone is settling down for the long, cold winter season, Dais, Cale, and I have found time to sit down and talk about what happened on the day you died.

We've done so much for this realm, but even with all we've accomplished; all four of us still miss you.

None of us saw it coming; I know I don't have the power to create illusions or control the nighttime darkness, but I do know when people get lonely, and/or they miss someone. We miss you…it's just that all four of us have been so busy with our responsibilities that I fear we've begun to take your life-giving sacrifice for granted.

Sometimes, now that I look back on it, I wish I had listened to you. If I had, then maybe you would have never had to do that final act that cost you your life. I still cringe at the thought that Talpa had used us like we were marionette puppets. Moreover, when he finished playing with us…he tried to discard us like a child would with an old toy.

At the time, I had no one to blame but myself for not listening to you, but then again, what's done is done. The past is gone, and the future…well, that's not even here yet. However, past, present, and even into the future, you will always be with us; if not physically present, then spiritually present. I…often wonder what it's like for you. I mean, what is Paradise like? Are you happy there? If you had the choice, would you live the life you once had? Or would you come back as a mortal, completely ignorant of the Nether Realm, and all of us?

I know you may never read this letter, but I want you to know that we haven't forgotten you. I hope that on the day I stand before Judge of Hell, you will intercede for me.

Until then, may your spirit rest in peace. I will continue to wait for the day when all four of us will be reunited.

Your friend and brother-in-arms,
Sekhmet

THE END