Author's Note: Very short, only 274 words. Just a drabble on what Gemma's life could become.
Disclaimer: I own not, you sue not.
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There was a time when I wondered if God cried over his fallen angels. And while I do not claim to be God, I now know.
My fallen angels… There are so many now.
Ann, the singing teacher at Spence. Forced to remain behind as Felicity and I went on to what she thinks are better things. I have not seen her in months. Soon I will make the journey to my old home, we will enter the realms and she will be beautiful again.
Felicity married, of course, a respectable man in the navy. The speculation is that she will soon be an Admiral's wife, when her father dies and her husband is promoted. I saw her just yesterday, heavy with pregnancy but still the same old Fee.
"Gemma," she said cheerily. "Soon I believe we will have another little priestess with us. I feel in my bones that it's a girl." She was eating an apple, always her favorite fruit. I could feel the promise radiating off her: this girl will have better then I.
We went to the realms and she again tasted the power she craves. I saw the heartbreak in her eyes, knowing this is the only place she can ever have that now.
Perhaps I am the most fallen of all. I was the only one that dared to go against my family, and enjoy a scandalous reputation for it. I married Kartik, but he is gone now. I saw him cross over, so at least he is not like Pippa, now something to be feared more than Circe.
I see us now, and cry.
My fallen angels…
Fin