By: The Midnight Line.

Title: Emerald Eyes, Crimson Tears

Summary: Intent Emerald Eyes looked down upon her. "Gods, is she beautiful." He remarked to himself. "If only I had left to be a knight…" He shook his head. "I'm a God! What more could I want!" "You could want love…" said and icy whisper next to him…

Pairing: K/N

Rating: Pg-13

A/N: Alright, here's another chapter for you loving reviewer people.

Yes…There will be a bit of switching of povs…-sweatdrop- Sorry if it's bad…

Disclaimer: Nothing really is mine. .. I wish though. Especially Neal. Teehee.

Oh. I can't remember where in nine hells I got this title. But I think it's from Avril Lavinge…Or Franz. –sweatdrop- It's not mine, that I know. D:

Yes, I know Diane is spelled…Daine…Or vice versa. Dx and I will go and fix that as soon as I get a chance. Sorry for the delay, I'll get the second chapter up tomorrow.

I crave your reviews. :B

Chapter Nine: Just A Shot Away From You

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(Gwen's POV)

It had been a few years since he had left me for the dead. You left me for this little bastard of a husband. I never understood why, exactly, that he had gone. But he had just…disappeared. And on the day of the wedding too! I really loved Damien with all my heart, but it just seems as it couldn't…be anymore.

Did he leave me for a blonde wench with a big bosom? Was she top-heavy? I just didn't know. But for the year and a half that I had known him…He just didn't seem like the kind of guy that would do something like this to a girl- to me!

He told me he loved me. What do you think love means? Love is such a complicated word. It means so much…and yet, to think that Damien would just…fake the word. Fake what love actually means…That might be the part that hurt me the most. Played me for a fool he did. And it hurt.

But then again…Damien could…could always-something could have happened that separated us, something that was unexpected, or unwanted. Gee, I hope it was the last option.

I couldn't just sit there. Sit there and wait. Sit there and be touched by this-this bastard whom I don't even remotely like. It was hell, I tell you. And that's when I left. That's when I killed him; when I killed the fat bastard.

And I couldn't take it anymore. So I left. I left the place, the house, my world…The place that meant so much to me. I laughed bitterly, kicking a stone in the path- which was fairly hard to do in a skirt. It only meant anything with Damien there. That's all it meant, that's how much he meant to me. Hell, it was a big house, lavish with expensive furnishings, but none of that stuff really mattered much, when the thing that was there was gone.

Damien.

My Damien.

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"The Spring Equinox?" I repeated, unsure of what Damien was implying.

"Yes, of course! We can se- You can see Kel again!" 'We'? What did he mean by 'We'? But, it didn't really matter, now did it? I…I could see Kel again! It seems that the Gods were smiling on our favor, as the spring equinox was coming up-and fast. Faster for us, as years can go by in the mortal world and we'd only think it was a month.

Pity, it was. We might have missed it, if we didn't watch close enough. Minutes here were hours there, seconds here were minutes there, and etcetera, etcetera. So If we didn't hurry…

I sighed slightly. What if we didn't make it? All my hopes crashed then.

"Damien." I spoke his name, waiting for him to answer.

"Yes?"

"What If we don't make it…?" I trailed off, uncertain what to say.

"We will."

Came the quick reply. I had to smile at this. But I nodded and well…We'd get prepared for this.

"Well, see you later, at the Equinox." I grinned at his smile and we turned away, me going to my place…him going to wherever it that Damien was.

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(3rd person.)

Neal, after talking with Damien about the whole Equinox thing, was walking to his house. Stripping himself of his shirt, Neal stretched a bit before laying on the bed with a small grin. He couldn't really believe what was going to happen, he couldn't imagine that he'd meet Kel…and Dom…

How long since he'd last seen the bloody git that was his cousin? Years; seemed like centuries.

To be able to meet Kel and Dom…How would that happen?

Neal shrugged the worry off quickly enough. "Damien will know how, he'll set everything up." The boy stated aloud, hushing his worry. And with that, Neal closed his emerald green eyes and willed himself to sleep, to get away from this strange feeling in his gut, swirling around his head- all this-at least temporarily.

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Ian walked down to the stables, away from Kel, away from the palace. Quickly, he saddled his deep copper mare, Kyso, and led her out of the stables, going slowly as they reached the path to the forest. Quickly now, Ian placed one leg into a stirrup and another over the side of the horse, slipping his other foot into the stirrup.

Swiftly, the horse and man sped through the path, heading towards the forest. It took a few minutes to find the place, deep into the forest. But soon enough they came upon it. More like stumbled into it, actually. Ian looked around the area and behind him, checking to see if anyone was there, or coming. As another precaution, he sent his gift to scan the area, double-checking his sight.

But it turns out that nobody was there.

Except her.