Look, this is probably going to be my last update on this story. I'm really sorry, guys, but the 7th book just.... urgh! It really annoyed me, and, as a result, I thought I'd better tell you all that I've decided to leave the fandom.
I'll still be keeping an eye on all your stuff though – it's too good to miss!
If anyone is interested in taking over from any of my CB fics, leave me a note and I'll get back to you.
Cheers, guys – now here's the (short) update that I promised you all!
Disclaimer: I don't own Charlie Bone – Jenny Nimmo does.
Billy let out a small whimper and grabbed Charlie's hand in terror.
"What do we do? What do we do?" he pleaded.
Charlie swallowed hard and looked at Emma and Tancred. "Tanc?" he asked. "Can you do something?"
Tancred shook his head, blue eyes wide. "If I try something, we could get blown into the water."
"Billy?" Charlie questioned. "Can you talk to them?"
Billy shook his head vehemently. "Nu-uh."
Emma stared at the nearest dark shape. "I've an idea..." she said slowly.
Tancred grabbed her good arm. "Em – your arm's hurt! There's nothing we can do."
"So we just sit here and wait to be killed, then?" Emma retorted sharply. "This is our only chance. I've got to try."
The storm-boy slowly released her arm. "OK then. Just try not to get killed," he pleaded.
Emma gave a small smile. "I've no intention of leaving yet," she replied, before standing up, a small figure in drenched clothes and with blood smeared across her chest.
Sorry to leave it there, but I want to make sure that the next writer (if somebody wants this story) has something to go from.
I still love you all – please don't hate me for this! If any of you are interested in sci-fi and like Dr Who, feel free to check out my Dr Who and Torchwood fics.
(Torchwood is a spin-off of Dr Who, about Captain Jack and his Torchwood team. The primary pairing is Janto – Jack/Ianto.)