The Scent Of Her.

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I'm tyred, I'm hungry, I'm exhaused beyound my dream's. Thank god I am. I dont sleep, not any more, too meny nightmere's, too meny monster's, but she make's it better, a small, skinny little scrap of a girl, and she make's it better.

I go to my room and her scent hit's me like a brick, she's been in here, I can smell her so strongly, it can't have been too long ago now, the scent's strongest by my bed, she's been sat here, I can feel her warmth as I reach down and touch the floor, I must have been gone to long this time, too long.

I go to the draw's and pull out a clean vest top, need to get some new clothing, not just for me, but for her as well, she may be skinny, but she's growing fast...just like Jack, so like Jack.

She's stronger thow, not so puppy dog, she kick's ass and dosn't bother takeing name's, so diffrent from when I found her, a small, frightened little girl, huddeling in a trash bin amungest rotton food and moldy carbard box's for warmth, I nearly walked past, I nearly left her, but I couldn't leave her their, not like that, it was only a glance, but I saw in her eye's the strength of will, it was a look that I said I dont need you, just keep walking, even thow she was shaking with cold and fear and hunger.

I sit down on the bed and stair out of the window at the blackness of space, small point's of light twinkel in the either of the ever lasting night, this is what I call home, this is where I'm safe, now, from everything, no more necro's, no more planet's, no more light..I hate the light, and for a time, I hated people, let them get close, and they die, I dont, I never do, I will one day but for some reson I've ecasped, I've got a nack for that wouldn't you know.

And now the music is starting up, she'd upset, I can tell from the music she's playing, she's a funny little thing at time's, spend's most of her time avoding me, not because she hate's me, but because she know's I need my space, I train her, and sometime's teach her about the ship, what to do if anything happen's to me, and at night, when the nightmere's for her are too much I go to her, stand in her room, watch her sleep, when I stand their she go's so still, like she know's I'm their, she never come's to me when I have nightmere's, and for good reson, I would kill her.

I get up and leave my room, wondering why she came here, I was gone a lot longer and I'm sure she was worried so maybe she came for the comfort of my scent, but something tell's me, their's more to it than that, but I wont push, I never push.

So I knock on her door, smileing at the name she carved into the dame thing with her first shiv, it read's in nothing more than deeply bitten line's 'Rachel' and I run my hand over the mark's, remebering the day she did that, she had looked at me, dareing me to say anything and I'd just laughed, told her their was no way I could get rid of her now, and she had nodded with a smug little grin.

The music is turned down now, and their's the sound of russeling, as the door open's and her scent hit's me, I close my eye's for a moment, inhailing it deeply, lavender, she alway's smell's of lavender, above all else, but their's a knew scent now, the scent of confusion, of slight worrie, and I wonder what's wroung, but I wont ask her, she'll tell me, when she's ready.

I open my eye's and their she is, stairng up at me, her face slightly preplexed, and the animal in me growl's with aprovel when I see the shiv in her hand, never answer your door unarmed I told her once, she never forgot, and she never forget's.

And then I've got a small person hugging my waste, her head burrying it's self into my stumic as if she could crawl right in their, and I wrap my arm's around her and just hold her, sometime's you just need to be held and I understand that as she understand's that sometime's I need to be left alone.

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