[A/N] Here's another chapter . . . yet again, the wedding is being delayed due to extremely hyperactive plot bunnies. Thx Kurai Catt! One question though . . . did you put sugar on those carrots? N E ways, on with the introductions!

Chapter Four – Revenge

About a week before the wedding, Drizzt walked down the mountain paths to find Catti-brie standing and watching over the towns. Smiling, he walked up silently behind her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, resting his face besides hers, their cheeks touching.

"Are you waiting for someone, Lady Love," he said softly, looking towards where her eyes were watching. "I believe that all the guests have come and are waiting for the wedding." His brow creased in thought. "But do you believe that someone is missing?"

She smiled at him, lightly kissing his cheek. "Aye, there be someone missin'. Alustriel said that he should be arriving today. I know that ye should be eager t' be seein' him, especially since its been so long since ye did see him last."

"Who is still coming?" He asked quietly, looking into her eyes. Her smile widened.

"Mikhail should be arrivin' soon, this day, in fact."

A brilliant smile lit the drow's face and he looked eagerly over the horizon, his eyes finding the spot that Catti-brie had been looking at minutes ago. Catti-brie laughed at the excited look on his face. He looked more like a child than anything with that expression. They stood for what seemed like hours before three dots appeared over the grassy plains. The smallest one began running across the ground, splashing through puddles of mud still left there.

Drizzt walked down the mountain paths with Catti-brie behind him, walking out to meet the overly excited elfling. Mikhail, seeing the ranger, gave a cry of delight and sped faster over the wet, soggy grounds. At the edge of the grasses, he jumped into Drizzt's arms, speaking rapidly in elvish. Drizzt laughed as he listened to the elfling talking about all that he had done over the winter with the small family of elves that had taken him in.

Catti-brie came down the hill a little while later and Mikhail squirmed until Drizzt let him go and ran into the woman's arms. He spoke to her rapidly in common, a language that he was able to speak fluidly now after a winter in Silverymoon. While he was talking to her, two elves came over the grassy plains and laughed at the elfling's enthusiasm. Drizzt recognized the two and greeted them warmly.

"Rumíl, Milrän, its wonderful to see you again." He smiled and clasped arms with Rumíl in greeting. Milrän smiled, her hand going to her stomach. "I'm glad that Lady Alustriel chose a wonderful placing for the elfling, after all, Rumíl, you were part of a clan that had had close ties with his."

"Aye, and he's been a fine one to watch over, don't doubt it." His green eyes sparkled as he placed an arm around his wife. "Very well behaved, and is always eager to learn something new, especially when it comes to archery."

Catti-brie watched as Drizzt spoke with the two elves. The male was the same height as the drow with long dark hair and brilliant green eyes, his skin pale, milky white. The female was smaller than he was with clear blue eyes, knee-length gold hair and smooth, golden skin. The young woman could tell that they were husband and wife by looking at them. Mikhail walked besides her, small hand in hers, as he led her over to them, explaining that they were the ones that he had been living with all winter.

"Her name is Milrän and his name in Rumíl. He's my cousin! He says that he knows Ame and that I'm like her!" Mikhail was saying excitedly. "And Milrän is goin' t' be having a baby in the fall," he stopped for a second thinking, "or is it goin' t be in the winter? I can't 'member."

Catti-brie chuckled at Mikhail's rapid talking. He had changed since they had last seen him. Upon their leaving, he had been quiet and had followed a close adult around most of the place, afraid of being out on his own. But now, he was more outgoing and seemed more comfortable around other people. She was glad of the change, it was for the better.

"And congratulations to you also, Ranger Do'Urden." Rumíl smiled at the drow. "The Lady told me of your engagement. I am happy for you."

"And I you, Rumíl, Milrän. A child is a wonderful gift."

The group slowly began to walk back to the caves where they would find room for the last of the guests. They talked the whole way, or at least, Mikhail talked most of the way, moving back and forth between Drizzt and Catti-brie.

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Catti-brie looked in the mirror as she got ready for bed. She still couldn't believe it. Less than a week and she would be married. A small smile crossed her face as she looked at the wedding gown hanging in the corner. Alustriel had helped in creating the designed and in gathering the materials. It had taken nearly a week for the tailor to finish it. Alustriel had also given her a circlet to wear at the wedding. According to the Lady of Silverymoon, Drizzt would be wearing one that was similar.

Sighing, she wrapped a robe around herself, shivering. That night, as she was leaving the hot mountain spring she had been taking a bath in, she had noticed Drizzt walk into the area. Surprised, as he normally washed early in the morning, she had stayed behind, hiding in a clump of trees.

= Flashback =

She watched as he slowly removed his weapons and armor, followed closely by his shirt and tunic. Her eyes widened slightly as she the numerous scars on his back from the month he had been in captivity. She had never noticed all if them before. They criss-crossed over his entire back and his shoulders, marring the once flawless skin.

He sat down on a stone and removed his boots, setting them carefully next to his neatly folded clothing. Catti-brie had to stifle a giggle as he watched him slowly dip his toe into the steaming water, the tip of his tongue visible between his lips. Apparently satisfied with himself, the ranger the ranger looked around before removing his leggings. Catti-brie closed her eyes as she listened to him slip into the water with a soft splash. Once she knew that he was in, she turned and watched him again.

Drizzt removed the leather thong that he used to tie his waist-length hair back, shaking out the thick white locks. He leans his head back and Catti- brie notices when he has bent all the way back, that there is a strange looking scar on his abdomen. It is composed of three different markings. The top most comes just below his belly button (a/n don't have a better word for it) and appears like a thin crescent moon with the lower point curving downwards. The second marking is like part of a ribbon, twisting and curving to go lower than the first. The third and final marking was a long line that curved underneath both of the other two and disappeared under the water. The scars were a strange silvery bronze color. They stood out starkly against his ebony skin.

When Drizzt was again standing strait, she noticed that there were what seemed to be claw marks on his left shoulder that were the same color as the ones on his belly. Beneath his right arm, curving upwards towards his collar bone, there was another set of curving scars that disappeared under his arm. Catti-brie continued to watch was he brought out a small bottle of a liquid, similar to one of the bottles that Alustriel had given to her. The liquid was used for washing your hair, though the young woman had a feeling that Drizzt's was scented like flowers, like hers was. He lathered it through his long hair, digging his fingers into his scalp. Catti-brie realized with a start that she couldn't stop staring at him.

With his arms lifted up like that, it stretched out his entire upper body, bringing out his tightly packed muscled into a stronger perspective. She had never really allowed herself to just sit and stare like she could now, without his knowing. The water came up to a low point on his waist that made Catti-brie blush slightly. She was slightly nervous about their wedding night. Never before had they gone that far. Yes, holding each other close on cold nights, a kiss or a gentle caress, but not to . . . well . . . that point.

With a start, she realized that he was getting out of the water and she was still staring. Heat crept up her neck and face as she looked at his backside. Without another thought, the young woman left the springs behind, heading back up to the mountain halls.

= Flashback Over =

Catti-brie blushed as she remembered what she saw. She remembered the deep scars on his thighs and thought about what he had told her had happened. She now knew that it had hurt more than that and had caused more damage. She sighed as she looked into her mirror. He was still hiding that from her. But then . . . it had pained him deeply to recall those memories when he had talked about it, and he probably hadn't wanted to elaborate. She knew that he would open up more eventually, but had a feeling that it would be a long time.

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[A/N] I hope that you guys liked this chapter! This plot bunny attacked my after I saw Troy for the second time. Drools. Yes, I know. I'm sorry that I haven't updated in a long time, but I've been attacked my millions of other plot bunnies that have nothing to do with anything else in this. Backs away from mob slowly. I'm sorry! I've been attacked by little half dog demon named Inu-Yasha that wants me to write about him! SORRY SORRY SORRY!!! And please, Review! It'll make Drizzt come back to me!!