Darkness Immortal

Epilogue of A ball room conversation. Start here or at the other, this is just something I started off with wanting to make a slash, but I couldn't do it, so I hope you enjoy this, either way. Oh, and even though you may not think that they are in character at ALL, this is justhow I am gonna keep them...

Chapter I

God, she hated the darkness. She really, really, really hated that cursed darkness. She hated to be left behind in it; to be alone in it. She hated how things grew larger in the darkness. How the darkness engulfed the boring shadows and spit them out in horrific shapes, which made her heart run mile upon mile, without getting anywhere. That would almost seem to be the same case with her legs, when she stood in the darkness, whether with company, or without. Though here, her feet didn't move an inch. So, cursed be that wretched darkness.

"Some light he puts upon the world, your God, Gabriel," Vlad said, as if reading Tamika's thoughts, while crouching next to Gabriel, who was keeping watch from their spot.

His reply was a snort. She and Vlad smiled at each other from a distance, as she got up, walking a little way. Suddenly, passing Vlad on its way, a soft wind blew into Tamika's face, making her revel in silence and stillness of catching Vlad's scent; so very intriguing, so sexy, so man. A scent which fitted his personality ever so good. And she always recognized it. She smiled to herself, feeling her heart beating slightly faster. Insignificant whisper reached her ears, and broke her reverie.

"Why must you always bring her into this? You do know you are risking her getting hurt. You don't care about that, do you?" Gabriel said, not taking his eyes away from the sight before him; naked fields, except a small village.

"Easy, Brey. I don't invite her-"

"No, but you certainly indicate for her to come along, anyway!" he whispered back, a pinch of annoyance touching his tone.

"Look, boys," Tamika said, standing in front of them, "I am not some old woman. Standing ten feet away does not make me deaf. Gabriel, I am honoured you care for my safety, but I was not invited this time. I followed you. And you wouldn't send me back to the Vatican in the middle of the night, despite your frustration. And even if you gave me an order telling me to go back one and a half days horse back riding, I wouldn't go any where. This is now as much my assignment, as it is yours," she said, getting a little flushed from seeing Vlad's dirty smirk.

'Oh, brother!' she thought to herself, 'Damn! Damn you Vladislaus!' she thought, her legs feeling a little like jelly, as she got turned on by Vlad's devilish smile.

"There! You see, Brey? She followed us, sneaking along like a snake in the grass-"

Tamika shoved him to the side, straddling his hips, holding down his arms, a peculiar expression on her face, as she was trying to look angry, while also trying not to smile or laugh

"Hmm, I think I remember this position," he whispered huskily, freeing his hands to rub Tamika's thighs. "Though, last time it was the other way around!" he said, rolling on top of Tamika, who fell over with a screech, then laughed. They all laughed, though Gabriel silenced them quickly enough, as they were on a mission, though he was still wearing a grin, while turning to carry on his watch.

Tamika just smiled at Vlad, and he smiled back, rubbing her upper arms with his thumbs. He leaned down, kissing her briefly. He pulled back, smiling, looking into her brown eyes, which had a poison-green touch to them.

"Hey, can I…" he half whispered, looking over at Gabriel, who still smiled and then looked back, "Can I let you in on a secret?" he whispered, a mere few inches between their faces.

"Yes," she sounded very breathless, even though she smiled at the same time.

"Okay, the secret is… I love you, you know? I can't imagine anyone who could depict you, ever. Nothing and nobody are as beautiful as you. Never as you. Nothing like you," he said, sincerely, playing with a lock of Tamika's henna-red hair.

"Thank you," was all she could utter right there.

He looked at her for a while, and then put his head down on her breasts, hugging her sides, as he closed his eyes. She smiled as she noticed that his butt was sticking right into the sky, and she could feel he smiled along, as he shook it, and then lay down fully. She put her arms around his shoulders, while absentmindedly played with his black locks. 'Just like silk,' she thought as she smiled. He reached around to get a hold of one of her hands, and put it to his lips, and then gave it a squeeze and made it stay in his hand.

"I love you too, Vlad. Not just like I have to return your word, but because I want to. Damn, I want to love you, and never forget," she said thoughtfully.

He looked up at her, locking eyes, once again squeezing her hand, and she received his meaning; it was likewise.

They lay like that for quite a while before Gabriel interrupted them, and Tamika noticed Vlad had been asleep.

"Shouldn't those blasted idiots be coming tonight? Those Raiders, I think," Tamika said, thoughtfully.

"Yes, that was rumoured, but there are three possibilities as to why not," Gabriel replied, crouching to rouse the sleepyhead lying on top of Tamika. "One, they were tipped off, two, we got a wrong tip so they might be making it 'come down' in another far off village, or possibility number three, they are having a break from raiding parties," he said carelessly.

"Right, I suggest we get back to the cabin then," she said, getting pulled to her feet by Vlad.

"I love that suggestion," said Vlad in Tamika's direction.

"What?" Gabriel said.

"What what??" Vlad said, turning around to face Gabriel, who wore a mischief-detecting expression.

"You said something…?"

"Me? No, I was coughing, now let's get up there," he said enthusiastically, snaking his arm around Tamika's waist, smiling at her, as he caught sight of her full lips in a broad grin.

"Hmm," Gabriel said shrugging, "Follow me, you couldn't find a lit candle in this fog," he said, walking past them.

"Which reminds me; I have to remember to buy the 'Vatican's rules of Celibacy' on writing, for my dear Brey-boy," Vlad said in mock thoughtfulness, as Tamika kissed his cheek, then put her head on this shoulder as they walked.

"Right back at ya', Vlad," came Gabriel's sound reply.

A/N:hey people... hope you liked it!!! there'll be more though, i am sure.... R&R plz.... oh, and i nearly forgot(slaps herself) i want to thank Heidi for her editing, and for the title... luv ya, doll!!