Disclaimer: See chapter one
Four days after the midnight incident, as they were now referring to it, the Nautilus emerged out of the cold waters of the Thames. They stepped off onto the snow covered docks. Their shoes making imprint is the cold powder like substance. Skinner stood at the back of the group wrapped up as much as humanly possible.
'After Mongolia I am never running round in snow naked again.'
Dorian invited them into his home and Saskya was stunned at the contrast between the exterior and the interior. The library housed many books that she supposed he hadn't even read yet. Allan and Nemo sat down to a game of chess. Skinner was teaching Jekyll how to play poker, and she reckoned not very well. Mina and Tom had gotten closer during the journey over and currently sat in a cosy corner deep in conversation. Saskya stood in front of an enormous bay window her forehead pressed against the glass.
She had never felt so alone. Leonate was back in his home with his young wife Alana and their two children Ivan and Natalya. They were only two months old and were so small. Alana had been so glad that her husband had come home safely. She found it strange how one could promise to love someone for an eternity.
Who knows what might happen.
She knew she should feel happy that she had fulfilled the prophecy but she couldn't help feeling sad. Maybe her father had wanted her to marry Kerhasi. All of these thoughts however, were thrown from her mind when she was startled by Jekyll shout of:
'Yes, I'll just be taking your money now Mr Skinner.'
'Beginner's luck.' Skinner retorted.
Saskya shook her head muttering, 'men.' And turned back to the winter view. The water gently lapped against the frozen docks and in the distance she could see big Ben with snow all piled up on top of it. The sky was clear and a full moon hung in the sky. The stars surrounded it like an armed guard.
'Magnificent view isn't it?' came a smooth voice.
'Indeed Mr Gray.' Her heart fell when she couldn't bring herself to call him Dorian.
He stepped from behind her so their shoulders were in a hair breadth of each other.
'This is my favourite view in the entire house.'
'I can see why.'
'Is something the matter Saskya?' He turned to her questioning and sympathy filled his usually unreadable eyes.
'No. It's just I was thinking about what happened.'
'Oh.' He opened his mouth to carry on but she turned and went and sat near to the poker game and he hung his head.
The League continued to indulge themselves in relaxing activities, in Skinner's case drink Dorian out of scotch, until a knock reverberated throughout the house. Dorian left the room and returned with a note in his hand. He passed it to Allan and sat down.
'Mr Walton wishes to see us and a cab is waiting outside.'
They all stopped what they were doing and pulled on cloaks to guard them from the cold. A large black cab was waiting for them. The four, black horses tossed their head and white clouds billowed out of the noses. They would occasionally stamp the ground and make noises of impatience. The League climbed in and the driver flicked the reigns to take them to the meeting. The journey was entirely uneventful and passed very quickly. There was no one out as the cloak chimed half past eleven. As the cab drew to a halt Tom threw open the door and helped Mina down. Jekyll went to do the same to Saskya, who felt like jumping out, but she bottled her instincts and let him. They walked through the dark corridors. The silence puntuctuated only by the women's heels and Dorian's cane tapping on the dark floor. As they reached a large oak door the guard parted and allowed them through. Inside the room Walton sat at the end of the table an old book in his hand. He only looked up when Tom cleared his throat.
'Ah, good evening my dear League.' Several of them raised an eyebrow.
He motioned to the table, 'Please sit down.'
They all sat and looked expectantly at Walton.
'So, why did you bring us here?' asked Quatermain.
'I wish to know how this mission went.' He placed his fingertips together and looked intently at them.
'Well, we went to Transylvania. A prophecy was revealed about Miss Westenra when we met her associate Mr Sada-'
'Leonate?' Walton asked.
Saskya nodded.
'We fought some vampires and Saskya kicked some evil guys butt. And then we came back and now it's you with the questions.' Finished Tom.
'Did you know about this prophecy?' asked Mina. Her blue eyes piercing Walton's hazel ones.
'Yes, that's is why we enlisted Saskya. She was the perfect weapon.'
Saskya abruptly stood up.
'Weapon? I am just weapon.' Her eyes flashed red and her hair lost a little of it's curl.
'Well yes,' Walton looked uncomfortable, 'It was either that you will have to leave the country.'
'WHAT?!?!' She yelled, her hand twitched to her sword.
'The government has branded you dangerous. They will send you back to Transylvania.'
'I don't believe it,' She muttered, 'all I am is a weapon.'
She spun on her heel and stalked towards the door. As she reached it she turned and looked at the League.
'Thank you for helping me and delaying my extradition. Walton I suggest you lose weight. Farewell League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, It has been nice knowing you.' She locked eyes with Dorian and then left the room.
They sat in stunned silence.
'Well that didn't go to well.' Commented Tom.
'I can't believe you.' Yelled Dorian standing up, 'I might never see her again.'
'You know what to do Dorian mate.' Said Skinner.
'What?' the League asked as one.
'Go an' get 'er.'
'Yeah go.'
Saskya stood in the middle of the park, snow falling all around her. A single crystalline tear was making its way steadily down her flawless cheek. She managed to calm her breathing but her heart was still racing. They were making her leave, even though she had helped them. Just because they thought she was dangerous. It was ridiculous. Her ears twitched as she heard footsteps compact the snow on the ground behind her.
'Saskya.' The voice murmured.
Gathering all her strength she turned and locked gazes with the man who could make or break her heart.
'Dorian.' She replied her voice calm.
He took and few steps forward but she stood her ground the snow gathering in her hair like white petals, contrasting sharply with her black hair.
'I just want you to know that-' his voice faltered.
'Yes?' she took a step forward.
'I love you.' He looked her straight in the eyes his black one penetrating straight into her soul.
'Oh.' The look on his face faltered.
She turned away and walked over to a fountain and sat on the edge.
'I think I love you too.' She whispered turning her head.
She saw Dorian look visibly relived and smiled at her. She laughed and ran over to him and buried her face in his hair. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. She put her hands on his chest feeling his heart beat. The snow swirled around them and the moon shone. Suddenly he broke off and got down on his knees in front of her.
'Saskya, I know I'm not the best person in the world but you and I we are both alike. We will never die but live forever. Will you marry me?'
Saskya smiled at him and knelt next to him.
'Of course.' She leant forward and kissed him.
They broke apart when oxygen became a necessity. Dorian put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a black velvet box. He opened it and revealed a white gold ring set with an onyx and two diamonds. He slipped it on her ring finger and kissed hand. As they began to kiss again they heard a cheer behind them. Turning they saw the whole League standing there, smiling like Cheshire cats, even Nemo.
'I guess you can't leave the country if you are married to Gray.'
A/N: That was the last chapter but there will be an epilouge. I think it will be the wedding. Tell me if I should do a sequal. On Tuesday the seventh I am going back to boarding school and have no access to my hotmail so please have lot's of reviews waiting for me when I come home for exeat. I will try and finish Ancestors. Much Love, Artemis.
P.S: At the end of the last chapter it should have been Saskya's sarcastic mental voice. Soz. Artemis