Assassin Chapter 6: You're Not Alone Tonight, an underworld fanfic

A/N: Would you believe me if I told you that I wrote this on the same night I wrote chapter five? No? Damn. It's true. Honest it is! Enjoy! :) btw, i would like to shoot because it will not let me have my little arrow thingys. URGH!!!

Disclaimer: that which I do not own, thee cannot sue for. (Sorry, been reading…I'm not sure what. It may be the leftover effects from Romeo and Juliet almost six months ago) Also, the song here is by Keith Urban (who, unfortunately doesn't belong to me, either, but, hey, a girl can dream can't she?) and I don't own it, even though I changed one word so it would make sense.

Chapter Six: You're Not Alone Tonight

"Come on, Ravyn," Chris implored. "You've been moping around your apartment for two weeks now. It's time to start living again. Come with me tonight."

"Where?" Ravyn said. Her voice was flat, emotionless, and bored. She sounded as though all the personalitly had been sucked out of her and Chris hated it when she got like this. She had alternated between extreme sadness, and a complete lack of personality.

"A club," Chris said. He'd been trying to get her out of her apartment for a week now. It had been two weeks since the Cody incident, and she had finished mourning the boy, and was now depressed. She needed to get out of the house. "Dessert Rose has a gig tonight and we—I—want you to come. Please."

"If I go, will you stop nagging me?"

"Yes."

"Fine."

"I'll pick you up at seven then."

At six o'clock, Ravyn glanced at her watch, wondered briefly if she should dress up for this, decided that Chris would make her if she didn't, and started to get ready. She put on her stiletto heels, and a little black dress; one of her favorites. She lined her eyes with kohl, which produced a nicer and longer-lasting effect than eyeliner. She wore her hair down, and swept the kohl out from her eyes towards her hairline, as she'd seen Evelyn do before she performed. She spread glitter on her eyelids and along the kohl line. She altered her appearance so that her eyes changed from gray to dark brown and then put on mascara. She put on a lip gloss that made her lips shimmer, and sat down to wait for Chris.

There was a knock on her door at exactly seven o'clock. She opened it and smiled thinly at Chris, telling him clear as day that she didn't want to be along on this little excursion. He smiled warmly back, seeming not to notice.

"You look beautiful," Chris told her as they walked to the club.

"Flattery will get you nowhere," Ravyn informed him. "I do not want to go to this thing. Got it?"

"Got it." Chris appeared chastised, but inside he was grinning madly. It was the first time since Cody's death that she had sounded anything like her old self.

When they got to the club, Chris bought her a drink, and then went to go help the band set up. She looked around the club, looking at different people, and wondering what they were thinking. She could easily have gone into their minds to find out, but since the incident with Cody, she had been unwilling to use her power.

At eight, a man got up on the stage and introduced Desert Rose, Chris's band, and then they began to play. Ravyn found herself tapping her foot along with the beat, and moving her hips slightly as she listened. She had heard Desert Rose play many times, on many different occasions, and she knew all of their songs. She was surprised when she found herself humming along and mouthing the words along with Chris.

He has a very sexy voice, she thought. Very sexy indeed.

The band stopped playing after a while and everyone stopped dancing, and clapped.

Chris went up to the mike and Ravyn got a bad feeling in her gut. He was going to say something about her. She knew it.

She was right.

"This next song is for an old friend of mine," he said. "She's been having a rough time of it lately and this song is for her."

The band began to play quietly, and all around the club couples began to dance to the slow music. Chris had moved his guitar around behind him and was standing by the microphone, waiting for his cue to begin singing. When it came, he began to weave his voice with the music, in that wonderful, sexy way, that always made Ravyn want him.

We all need to forget
Some of us more than most
When reality gets too real
And the fires of hell too close
But I'm here to let you know
That you can make it through
If you believe that someone is watching over you.

He looked directly at Ravyn as he sang the first verse and she felt her heart skip a beat. She knew that he was referring to the night of Cody's death. That night, he had spent the entire night be her side and watched over her, waking her whenever she began to dream. She was thoroughly convinced that without his help, she wouldn't have made it through that first night.

Call it an angel
Call it a muse
Call it karma that you've got coming to you
What's the difference?
What's in a name?
What matters most is never ever losing faith
Cause it's gonna be alright
You're not alone tonight.

She smiled up at him and he smiled back. The song was beautiful, and it seemed to fit their situation exactly. She wondered if he had written the song himself. It wouldn't have surprised her, and she rather hoped he had.

We all have our days
When nothing goes as planned
Not a soul in the world
Seems to understand
And for someone to talk to
You'd give anything
Well go on and cry out loud
Cause someone's listening.

He was always there for her, she realized. Whenever something had gone wrong in her life, he had been there. He laughed with her and he held her when she cried. It was something no one else had ever done for her.

And call it an angel
Call it a muse
Call it karma that you've got coming to you
What's the difference?
What's in a name?
What matters most is never ever losing faith
Cause it's gonna be alright
You're not alone tonight.

Keep your faith alive
You're not the only one

He was right. She wasn't alone. She had him. And she always would, whenever she needed him. She bit her lip, wishing she could tell him everything about her, and let him decide for himself if he still wanted to be with her. But she knew if she did that, she risked losing him, and that was something she didn't want to risk, even though it meant that she couldn't have him.

They finished and Chris moved his guitar back around in front of him. They played through another song, giving Ravyn time to think. The song meant a lot to her. And it was right. She wasn't alone. She had Chris. He had helped her through this crisis, and a few others. He had always been there when she needed him. And she hoped he always would be.

She remembered his words to her early that night.

It's time to start living again.

He was right, she realized. It was time for her to start living again. They needed to get this Kraven job over and done with, and that meant she had to snap out of the rut she was in and get back into her job. And she would.

The song finished and the band instantly launched into another one. Ravyn recognized the opening cords and grinned. It was the song they had played the last time she had been on the job. Chris was asking if she was ready to get back on the job. She put her drink down and went out onto the dance floor and began to dance, answering his question without words.

A/N: Like? Please please please please review!! I didn't get as many reviews for the last chapter as I would of liked. sigh oh well. I'll get over it. I guess it means that you guys will just have to wait longer for the next chapter. Oh, and speaking of waiting, school has started. I did a stupid thing and WAY overloaded my schedule this year, and took a bunch of hard classes with a ton and a half of homework. And on top of that, I started dancing again. And I had a large part in the school play. Add it all together and you get very little time to sleep, let alone write. But if I get reviews, I might be more inclined to write fast. Hint hint!