Chapter Six
Alison walked along the sidewalk, the sky behind her darkening slowly into dusk. Wrapping her arms around herself she shiver slightly from the chill in the September air. As she passed by the bridal shop she stopped for a moment and looked at the beautiful manaquin dressed in an elegant white wedding dress. She smiled as she imagined herself dressed in that dress walking down the ailse to meet her future husband. With that thought in her mind she walked the rest of the way home, warmthed by her shining future with Rafe. When she entered the apartment she was surprised to find that Rafe still wasn't home. Deciding to take a quick nap before she started dinner she laid down on the bed, the image of the dress etched in her memory.
~Dream Sequence~
Alison looked in the mirror at her beaming reflection. There were tears of happiness in her eyes as she turned a full circle loving the swish of the skirt. It has a Rennasaince flare to it with a high empire like waste and poofed up sleeves with pink ribbons sewn into the slashes. The baby pink roses she had on top of her hair were styled to look like a crown. She loved every bit of her reflection and there was no denying she painted a pretty picture. She had decided to go light on the make-up, after he always loved her to go natural. She delighted in the skip in her heart as she thought of him, the man she was destined to spend the rest of her live with, her one true love.
As her mother came up behind her to tell her it was time she nodded and sinched her dress in her hand, bringing the hem up so as not to drag it. Walking to the door she took the offered bouquet of pink roses from her mother with her free hand and leaning over kissed Elizabeth on the cheek.
"You look lovely Alison, I'm so proud of you." Her mother was postively glowing with the pride she felt for her daughter. Never in her wildest dreams could she have imagined having a little girl as lovely as Alison Barrington was. Stepping through the threshold of the door Alison heard the music coming from the inner part of the building. It didn't look like a church, more like an old castle. She'd never seen this place before and she wondered briefly why they had decided on this one then she remembered, he had insisted. He had said that this place made him feel at home. It was far away from the hectic trials and tribulations of Port Charles and she was happy for the little break from the drama. Walking down the stone steps she smiled at Jack and Jamal, her two very best friends that had insisted on giving her away.
"I'm so lucky to have you two." She told them through misty eyes as they led her through the foyer and to the room that held the awaiting wedding party. Stopping for a moment she allowed Jack to pull her veil down over her face, obscuring her sense of sight. For a moment she was worried that she would trip over her own feet but she comforted herself in the thought that Jack and Jamal were there to lead her the rest of the way. Stopping in front of the minister she squeezed both their hands before releasing them to take the hands of her beloved.
The vows were spoken in hush whispers and she could barely making out his voice from the nervous roaring in her ears but she followed the motions even though she couldn't see clearly. Once the rings were exchanged and they were pronounce man and wife Alison held her breath as her new husband lifted her veil to kiss her. What she saw shocked her into silence and almost made her fall backwards.
"Caleb?!" She screamed as he pulled her to him, and bringing her face closer his lips claimed her own. She was drowning and she felt she would surely die from such a feeling but she didn't instead she woke with a small gasp, sitting straight up in bed.
'I'm in trouble.' She thought to herself as her mind poured over what she had just dreamt.
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In his apartment Caleb also woke but with a different reaction. He had gotten what he wanted. Alison had married him in his dreams and the connection felt so real that he knew without a doubt that she had experienced the same dream too. She had been so beautiful in her prestine white dress. The pink flowers were a bit of a nuesance but he had to admit they added to her pure, unflawed beauty. He now knew the obsession that Joshua had felt towards the blonde angel of a girl.
Standing up from his bed he poured himself a brandy and downed it in one gulp. It was going to take a lot of planning, time and patience but she was worth it. The Slayer was not going to marry Alison, he'd make sure of that. A thought came to form in his mind. He could give the song to Alison for a 'wedding present'. Walking into the living room he picked up the pad of paper and his acoustic guitar and began to strum out the cords that would make the song one that Ms. Barrington would never forget.
He hadn't decided if he wanted to put the song on tape and slip it into her bag or play for him alone, in his apartment where only her ears could hear his words. There wasn't any magic involved in this song, just his emotions put into words. He knew he was a fool for believing that the words would be enough but it was a chance that he had to take. Deciding his best bet would be to lure her to his apartment where he could play that song for her he smiled and picking up the phone dialed her number. Her voice came on the phone, low and husk from the nap she had just had.
"Hello?"
"Alison it's me. Can you come over?" He smiled at the little intake of breath he heard on the other line.
"No, now is not a good time." She told him and he could hear the forced coldness in her voice. She was trying to act unaffected by him but she was failing miserably.
"It's about the other night. I think I have found a way to make it go away. That way we can be free to live the lives we are destined to live." He took her silence as a sign that she was thinking it over. Finally her voice came back on the line.
"I'll be right over." She told him and he heard the wariness in her voice before she hung up.
Leaning back on his couch he looked up at the ceiling and smiled. She was falling right into his hands and there was nothing Rafe could do about it. Quickly standing up he prepared a mock alter that would suffice into convincing Alison that he was attempted to erase that night. The blood red candles gave the darkened apartment a romantic glow. Slipping off his shirt he ran a hand through his hair as he poured himself a glass of wine. He wanted another unforgettable night with her and he was prepared to pull out all the stops.
End of Chapter Six
Ok, I didn't get a chance to watch PC today because the news had the hurricane stuff all over it and well I can't update this until my internet is cut back on. The hurricane messed up my road runner. I have lights but no internet.. ironic isn't it? ~sigh~ Oh well.
Lucy: Well if you had held your breath you wouldn't have been in much trouble. I got this chapter out before I thought I would. ~Whoo hoo internet's back on!~
Cherry Jade: Kewlness a new face! I'm glad you like my story. Thanks for the review. I agree they should let us fans write the last episode.. heh we'd probably make a lot of Rali fans angry though.. ~innocent look~
Alison walked along the sidewalk, the sky behind her darkening slowly into dusk. Wrapping her arms around herself she shiver slightly from the chill in the September air. As she passed by the bridal shop she stopped for a moment and looked at the beautiful manaquin dressed in an elegant white wedding dress. She smiled as she imagined herself dressed in that dress walking down the ailse to meet her future husband. With that thought in her mind she walked the rest of the way home, warmthed by her shining future with Rafe. When she entered the apartment she was surprised to find that Rafe still wasn't home. Deciding to take a quick nap before she started dinner she laid down on the bed, the image of the dress etched in her memory.
~Dream Sequence~
Alison looked in the mirror at her beaming reflection. There were tears of happiness in her eyes as she turned a full circle loving the swish of the skirt. It has a Rennasaince flare to it with a high empire like waste and poofed up sleeves with pink ribbons sewn into the slashes. The baby pink roses she had on top of her hair were styled to look like a crown. She loved every bit of her reflection and there was no denying she painted a pretty picture. She had decided to go light on the make-up, after he always loved her to go natural. She delighted in the skip in her heart as she thought of him, the man she was destined to spend the rest of her live with, her one true love.
As her mother came up behind her to tell her it was time she nodded and sinched her dress in her hand, bringing the hem up so as not to drag it. Walking to the door she took the offered bouquet of pink roses from her mother with her free hand and leaning over kissed Elizabeth on the cheek.
"You look lovely Alison, I'm so proud of you." Her mother was postively glowing with the pride she felt for her daughter. Never in her wildest dreams could she have imagined having a little girl as lovely as Alison Barrington was. Stepping through the threshold of the door Alison heard the music coming from the inner part of the building. It didn't look like a church, more like an old castle. She'd never seen this place before and she wondered briefly why they had decided on this one then she remembered, he had insisted. He had said that this place made him feel at home. It was far away from the hectic trials and tribulations of Port Charles and she was happy for the little break from the drama. Walking down the stone steps she smiled at Jack and Jamal, her two very best friends that had insisted on giving her away.
"I'm so lucky to have you two." She told them through misty eyes as they led her through the foyer and to the room that held the awaiting wedding party. Stopping for a moment she allowed Jack to pull her veil down over her face, obscuring her sense of sight. For a moment she was worried that she would trip over her own feet but she comforted herself in the thought that Jack and Jamal were there to lead her the rest of the way. Stopping in front of the minister she squeezed both their hands before releasing them to take the hands of her beloved.
The vows were spoken in hush whispers and she could barely making out his voice from the nervous roaring in her ears but she followed the motions even though she couldn't see clearly. Once the rings were exchanged and they were pronounce man and wife Alison held her breath as her new husband lifted her veil to kiss her. What she saw shocked her into silence and almost made her fall backwards.
"Caleb?!" She screamed as he pulled her to him, and bringing her face closer his lips claimed her own. She was drowning and she felt she would surely die from such a feeling but she didn't instead she woke with a small gasp, sitting straight up in bed.
'I'm in trouble.' She thought to herself as her mind poured over what she had just dreamt.
~~~~~~`
In his apartment Caleb also woke but with a different reaction. He had gotten what he wanted. Alison had married him in his dreams and the connection felt so real that he knew without a doubt that she had experienced the same dream too. She had been so beautiful in her prestine white dress. The pink flowers were a bit of a nuesance but he had to admit they added to her pure, unflawed beauty. He now knew the obsession that Joshua had felt towards the blonde angel of a girl.
Standing up from his bed he poured himself a brandy and downed it in one gulp. It was going to take a lot of planning, time and patience but she was worth it. The Slayer was not going to marry Alison, he'd make sure of that. A thought came to form in his mind. He could give the song to Alison for a 'wedding present'. Walking into the living room he picked up the pad of paper and his acoustic guitar and began to strum out the cords that would make the song one that Ms. Barrington would never forget.
He hadn't decided if he wanted to put the song on tape and slip it into her bag or play for him alone, in his apartment where only her ears could hear his words. There wasn't any magic involved in this song, just his emotions put into words. He knew he was a fool for believing that the words would be enough but it was a chance that he had to take. Deciding his best bet would be to lure her to his apartment where he could play that song for her he smiled and picking up the phone dialed her number. Her voice came on the phone, low and husk from the nap she had just had.
"Hello?"
"Alison it's me. Can you come over?" He smiled at the little intake of breath he heard on the other line.
"No, now is not a good time." She told him and he could hear the forced coldness in her voice. She was trying to act unaffected by him but she was failing miserably.
"It's about the other night. I think I have found a way to make it go away. That way we can be free to live the lives we are destined to live." He took her silence as a sign that she was thinking it over. Finally her voice came back on the line.
"I'll be right over." She told him and he heard the wariness in her voice before she hung up.
Leaning back on his couch he looked up at the ceiling and smiled. She was falling right into his hands and there was nothing Rafe could do about it. Quickly standing up he prepared a mock alter that would suffice into convincing Alison that he was attempted to erase that night. The blood red candles gave the darkened apartment a romantic glow. Slipping off his shirt he ran a hand through his hair as he poured himself a glass of wine. He wanted another unforgettable night with her and he was prepared to pull out all the stops.
End of Chapter Six
Ok, I didn't get a chance to watch PC today because the news had the hurricane stuff all over it and well I can't update this until my internet is cut back on. The hurricane messed up my road runner. I have lights but no internet.. ironic isn't it? ~sigh~ Oh well.
Lucy: Well if you had held your breath you wouldn't have been in much trouble. I got this chapter out before I thought I would. ~Whoo hoo internet's back on!~
Cherry Jade: Kewlness a new face! I'm glad you like my story. Thanks for the review. I agree they should let us fans write the last episode.. heh we'd probably make a lot of Rali fans angry though.. ~innocent look~