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"What's up Ollie" she said groggily,

"I need you to meet me at the park and hurry!" he sounded anxious and worried,

"What is it Ollie? Your scaring me!" he clicked, she groaned and grabbed her fitness shoes and ran as fast as she could, with her pepper spray in her pocket of course. When she got to the park though someone abruptly used the incantation spell to put her out, not before placing a potato sack over her face and bounding her hands and feet.

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Intervention

Kingsley couldn't believe the year he's been having. And last night was just the last straw he could take, till he gave up on Schuyler, and decided to call the quits, by calling her grandfather demanding an annulment. He had enough. So Lawrence called him over to sign papers and then said he could be on his way- so he was on his way back home when someone had attacked him and did some incantation to knock him un conscious then threw a bag over his face, after bounding his hands and feet. Yep just surprises one after another. Now as he sat here in the dark, with this potato sack over his face, he figured this must be another one of gods dry humored jokes,

He could feel weight of someone else laying halfway over his arm and chest, he could smell vanilla and lavender so it didn't take a scientist to figure who it was. His free hand didn't have a bound so he removed the potato sack, and saw Schuyler was the one laying down on his chest, with a sack over her head as well, they were in a cozy little room, with a bed fresh linen sheets, and a fireplace. The air smelt tropical. Kingsley sat up, helped Schuyler with her potato sack, and then realized they had one hand bounded to each other, it was about two feet long, so everywhere he went, she had no choice but to follow, he growled waking up Schuyler after he noticed the envelope with their names on it with red ribbon and fine cursive writing.

When she opened her eyes, the events of the previous night occurred, and she looked up to Kingsley who was just glaring to the wall, shaking his head, she right away moved as far as she could away from him. Realizing they are linked to one another with some kind of tough cord, heavy duty cord that was made especially for that purpose.

She had a whim of what this could possibly mean, they obviously didn't want to be there, and it was apparent that they were in a secluded beautiful tropical island, in a beach home, with one room one bed, Bound to each other like it or not stuck to one another, without anyone else to interfere. She gathered Oliver and her grandfather did this. They were in on this together. Schuyler hated the tension between them. So she was the first to break to silence,

"So-looks like they set us up- an intervention I suppose" she tried to half smile when he looked down at her with a pained expression,

"Yeah. Looks that way" he said impassively. Her heart sank. She still loves him, and wants him, and couldn't help feeling betrayed by him though, with the whole Deming Chen thing sleeping over their house, him staying home with her, sparring with each other-

"Kingsley," she grumbled, she hated this side of him, even if she was angry with him still,

"What Schuyler?" he called her by her full name, he knew how much that hurt her,

"We need to stop this if we're going to get out of this together- so work with me ok?"

He sighed then said , "Your right- sorry"

"I think the first thing we should do is read the note that says read me" he pursed his lips

"You think" he said sarcastically then handed her the envelope with their names on it and the 'read me' posted. She opened it and read out,

"Dearest Granddaughter and Grandson in law- this little vacation of two weeks was owed to you both for a while now, and I decided that now was the best time for it- however you two just keep getting into more mishaps, one after another, and I thought I would bound you two together since you refuse to talk over your differences on your own this should do the trick- and remember I only did this for you out of love.

P. S, don't even waste your time trying to take off your bound, they're spell bounded proof and will not be possible to remove without my secret release word- even if you knew it children, it wouldn't work- my voice is required to undo the spell. Your little vacation is two weeks long. And know that it doesn't matter whether or not you decide to stick together, this time is for you two to at lease talk out your differences-

When your small journey ends- as for you, Schuyler- you will be required to sign the annulment forms which Kingsley has recently filed to get processed " Schuyler felt her throat constrict, she gasped, and tears began to fall freely,

Kingsley frowned, "GODS! don't do that now, you know I hate to see you cry," he looked away, "I don't understand you sometimes, you want me and you don't-"

"When did I ever not want you - you A-hole! I wanted you even when I didn't want you!" she cried, then tried to get up and walk away from him which is what she has a habit of doing every single time she doesn't agree with something- or something doesn't go her way- but when she got off the bed, and raced for the door she immediately was yanked back, she seemed to have forgotten about the bound thing and was now stumbling forward, almost falling down, and she would have fell if it weren't for Kingsley catching her, nearly falling over himself, ending up on top of her, a heart beat away, her mouth gaped slightly, and her eyes wide in hunger with longing.

He helped her off the floor and she said,

"Thank you" he didn't offer her a smile but he did bow to regard her gratitude.

The first days were hard finding ways to bathe with the damned bounds on, her grandfather thought of everything perhaps, but Schuyler didn't like what she had to do to preserve her cleanliness. No, Schuyler had to alter her clothing and behave awkwardly when they were bathing in a small shower together. They had a two weeks worth's of groceries and sweets in the kitchen. They had to use the restroom together, do everything together. They had to wear the clothing her grandfather purchased for them salvaged. Schuyler was already natured with Kingsley always being shirtless and in his briefs all day, sometime in his swimming shorts which left nothing to her imagination either. But they were still ignoring each other.

Schuyler and Kingsley were bored out of their mind, and Kingsley started to crave her kisses, every time she spoke he would watch her mouth and just nod, but hear nothing she said, he began to get visions of her naked under him writhing, striking his fancy and most deepest desires, all the while she moans in ecstasy emitting only pleasure and delight- he was aroused, and Schuyler was trying to get his attention, she asked him if he ever watched Spartacus, and he just smiled like a fool, with a hard on, giving her a look filled with only passion and …..and ….lust. She felt her stomach dance when she caught sight of his arousal. She flushed modestly covering her eyes and giggling, hitting him with a pillow-

"Eew! Nasty boy!" Schuyler teased, to be tackled to the couch, "Naughty, nasty beast!:"

"I'll show you beast sweetheart!" he attacked her neck, still in a frenzy state, as the humor died down, and Schuyler went with her impulse to open her legs and wrap them around his waist. He just gazed into her eyes, and then couldn't help but feel the flutter in his chest, just kissed her gently at first and then it got heavier, and more desperate, his fangs extended, and she wanted him to bite her again, but before she could tell him he sank his fangs deep in the nape of her neck, and gulped- Schuyler moaned, yearning for more, she wanted release.

He traced kisses up her neck, teasing her and sucking drawing tiny red blotches, love marks, he grasped her thighs most keenly, she grasped his thick toned buttocks most insistently, the moment was heated at its highest pique.

The groping was desperate, and Schuyler wanted him inside her already,

"I want you Kingsley, I want you now" she moaned- he brought his face up to consider her more thorough,

"Promise me, this isn't just a momentarily thing first- because I know now that I tasted you lover, I will go mad if I cant have you to myself forever- and that means, no Darius GUSTAV" he didn't mean to sound so edgy,

She sighed looking away, "Your such a lust kill Kingsley!" she growled, he got off of her,

"Here we go again- I should've just bedded you first" Schuyler gasped then punched his arm,

"Hey! That was a crappy thing to say!"

"Why do you sound so surprised sweetheart? every time we get close to closing the deal something goes wrong" she started to laugh, and blush, he joined in the laughter and grinned as they laid there in deep thought. They decided to go out side for once, it was so hot out side, and Schuyler was getting toast. Kingsley had no need for sunscreen but Schuyler surely did.

"Gah! Thanks grandpa for the bandeau bikini" surely it was a far too sexy for Schuyler's taste,

"Yeah- I'm surprised he picked it for you- considering how you look in it!" he raved, as she slowly dabbed the water with her toe, to check the temperature, which was taking too long for Kingsley,

"What's that supposed to mean?" she placed a hand on her hip and narrowed her eyes,

"You know you look hot in that two piece so don't you try to act oblivious to what I mean" he said pointedly, she blushed,

"I know" she grinned mischievously, that's when he decided to throw her in the water and she gasped, then came back up scowling,

"Jerk!" she huffed wiping her face, then turning away from him, he got tired of waiting, and if she was mad at him for making his point of that, then tough! But she wasn't going to be mad for long. The water was a aqua blue, green, and the sand was white. You could see everything, including the fish. Kingsley was tired of her reluctance to reconcile already, if he wants to file the papers for the annulment, he better first try to make her see the truth.

"Schuyler- I didn't sleep with her you know"

"Well, it sure seemed like you did- the way you two were wrestling each other on the floor, looked pretty chummy to me- and why didn't you answer my phone calls huh? Or tell me about her staying with you?"

"For one- she is like a guy buddy to me, and two- I wanted you to come to me, that way you wouldn't be able to hang up on me while I explained, and I was a fool to not call you- but I was really waiting for you come home on your own, since I was still unsure about what that kiss meant to you, so I wanted to give you your space to decide whether or not you wanted me"

"But Jack was getting bonded the day after remember?"

"Just because they bonded doesn't mean you would stop feeling the way you feel for him, so I don't want to be with someone who wasn't certain about their love for me"

"That kiss was unexpected, and it wasn't wanted either- it was a peck on the lips, and the only persons face I seen even then was yours Kingsley! Not Jacks! every time we start to progress in our relationship like you said, something goes wrong! What if that's a sign Kingsley? Or what if we hurt each other so much that we can not ever move on together in our relationship- it hurts! every time I think of you and Deming together it hurts- even though you tell me you didn't sleep with her it still hurts me! You could've stayed with me that night of the dinner to hear me out but you left because Deming called you , and you couldn't even call me?" she cried wading through the water pulling him along, she dunk her head under the water so that she could wash away the tears,

"Nothing happened baby- come here"

"No."

"What about Darius?" he hissed,

"He's my familiar- and I hate it. He followed me everywhere like a hopeless puppy dog- but he is cool- though I liked him before the kiss" how he could not realize it, was beyond him- Was he so blind in jealousy that he didn't think about it?

"I'm such an idiot!" he hit the water ducked his face in the water as well. He brought up his face and so she asked,

"Why did you take Deming to the prom too?"

"She wanted a chance to fix our friendship- so I told her to redeem herself by explaining the truth to you- which didn't work- so I left her there at prom without a ride home afterward"

She hit his arm,

"Awe! that's so messed up Kingsley! Poor thing! Did you at lease check up on her to see if she made it home alright?" Schuyler was concerned even if she thought the girl was trying to steal her man- he adored her for that even though he didn't do anything compromising with Deming to begin with. He still admired her compassion for everyone, even those who offend her.

Just then Kingsley Martin started to think of what god did to assure him that they were meant to be. And then he began to see a vision, of Schuyler drinking from Mimi- he remembered about what Mimi told him about the blood trials, when he betrayed her that time, and how she would've died if it weren't for Schuyler having the gift only her mother had the power to do- she had the same gift. Then he figured that she could see what happened through his blood, to see if he is lying or not.

Instead of explaining he right away smirk and took her in his arms and ran toward the house,

"Hey! What the hell-" as soon as they got in the beach house, he sat her on the bed,

"What happened- and why are you smiling like that at me?" she said nervously,

"The blood trials- remember how you used your gift which you inherited from her mother?" he smiled then she curved her lip upward into a smirk

"Oh- you want me to try it on you then?"

"Oh do I." he said "That's the answer to all our problems"

"Is it?" she didn't seem to believe that,

"You'll know for sure"

"Yeah- ok then"

They were lying on the bed with candles lit for their lighting, she sank her little fangs into the nape of his neck and searched for the right memory, and found it all too sudden, but none the less found it.

He done nothing compromising with Deming, however the memory showed Schuyler a lot of things Kingsley missed when he turned his head, like the way Deming would check him out when he wasn't looking, or how she would enjoy their sparring matches a little too much, Kingsley oblivious to her crush on him. Schuyler then felt her self release him of her fangs, and just took a little while to process the new information she has learned. She felt like an idiot. She shouldn't have left that night. She should've stayed there and had the time of her life.

"Schuyler," she hated when he would call her by her name that way- she was his - "Sweetheart?" more better, she thought, she turned to him and frowned,

"No wonder you want to leave me forever" she felt so horrible. "I don't deserve you" she breathed out a tear,

"No, don't say that," he soothed pulling her to his chest, as they laid over the bed, "Sweetheart- I would've thought the same thing if you were the one in my shoes and I in yours- but now that you know the truth- look at me please," she met his eyes, and wiped her tears away, she just wanted to slap her self for being such an idiot. No wonder he was going insane! She thought. "I want to know what's going to happen when we leave this island in a couple of days? What do you want from me?"

"I don't expect you to stay with me after everything I've put you through,"

"Ok- is that your final answer now- because I'm already sick of this ache in my chest every time you reject me and run away from me- though now I'm actually appreciating the old man for coming up with this idea, its brilliant" he brought his hand up with the cable like bound, she hit him with her other hand,

"Jerk!" she smiled, he chuckled in return and turned on his side along with her to face her,

"No, no, I think we both know who the jerk is here" she sighed then looked at her hands,

"I know." she used that little pouting voice with was adorable and he couldn't help but long for her thoroughly, she was so cute and tiny, so sexy, and enticing, he wanted her to give in already, they waited long enough-

"Well baby doll- I would say we don't have forever, and to hurry up and decide but we do. Have forever that is"

"Kingsley-" it sounded like the beginning of a breakup line so he shook his head and hovered over her,

"No! I will not let you break us apart Sweetheart- not after all the bullshit we went through-" he suspired shaking his head with passion in his eyes, "Don't you dare tell me I can't have you, You're my wife still Schuyler- and as soon as we are off this little secluded island- like it or not, you and I are going to have a proper wedding combined with the bonding ceremony- and then we are going straight home, hell with the wedding reception, and I'm taking you to our bedroom, on our bed and I'm going to show you what you've been missing baby" he concealed his words with a long sweet kiss.

Well there you have it folks! Chapter 15. This chapter was for the readers who needed them to reconcile already. I kind of was stuck in a rut with this one, because I lost my notes that explained what I was supposed to do with the intervention plans. This was the best I could I do without the original plans to help me.. I hope you guys liked it. Stay tuned for the next chapter guys. This story should be done- two more chapters I think should cover it. So yeah this story is coming to an end already. Let me know what you think. Should I keep going? Do you want a them to have to have a happy ending? Let me know ok guys! And to get the next chapter I want the least 96 total- which is 5 new reviews total. Thanks to those who read and review the story so far, we come along way guys and I couldn't be more thankful to have your support in this. Manders21