Sorry for the long delay, I didnt really have much inspiration. Thanks for the lovley reviews. Im hoping in this chapter I have Reaver much more in character and I also have a little treat in store for
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Chapter three - John Or Reaver?
Sparrow stood staring in awe at the woman before her, Sparrow had no idea Reaver was due to be married. Somehow he never seemed like the marriage type.
While Sparrow was standing staring at the furious beauty before her, Reaver slid a nervous hand up to his hair and tousled it around.
Reaver was shaking, only minutes ago he and Sparrow where fighting and now he was standing before his beautiful Willow, he could smell the sweet Cinnamon from her long blond hair and he could see the sun glimmer on her tanned gentle skin. He loved it when she was angry her delicate little nostrils would flare and her eyelashes would flutter.
A single tear passed down Reaver's cheek as he looked at Willow. Sparrow was completely forgotten, He couldn't remember the last time he was this happy. Of course he was happy at his parties but that was nothing like the happiness he felt now. It must be a trick he thought.
Reaver's heart felt a sudden pang, He couldn't do it. Not again, lots of thoughts ran through Reaver's head at this point, his tears ran down his cheek heavier and quicker If I want to pass that ridiculous gypsy's test and be alive I'll have to kill her and my family all over again..
Reaver needed out of there, He grabbed Sparrow who was still shock still. Pulling her towards him he panicked as he saw the look on Willow's face and then pushed Sparrow away again.
Sparrow stumbled back and eventually stilled and thought to herself as she looked between the two, She couldn't believe she was standing in-front of Reaver and his future bride.. or is it past bride? or past future bride?.
No. She didn't have time to think about this Reaver was a wreck and he might make a rash decision.
"Good afternoon, I'm afraid we have yet to meet I'm Sparrow Reaver's cousin," said Sparrow. Reaver was mumbling and shaking his head.
"Who's cousin?," Willow directed at Sparrow, before she turned to Reaver and said in a hurt and angry voice, "John what is she taking about? and Why are you so upset?."
Sparrow stood mouth agape, "John?" was all she said.
Reaver mumbled something about Sparrow meeting her auntie, her aunt being his mother and ran off holding Sparrow's wrist, Sparrow and Reaver had ran for at least a mile when they had to stop. sweat dripped from Sparrows brow as she wiped it she automatically looked around for Ocelot but her faithful companion was no were to be seen.
Sparrow a little upset turned to find Reaver's tear stained eyes boring into hers. There was a long sustained silence and as Sparrow went to speak Reaver did to.
"Years ago.. Well Three days from now, I didn't know The Shadow Court would kill the citizens of Oakvale..I was a different man," Cried Reaver "I cant do it again."
"You must" Sparrow replied hastily. "If you don't I might not exist, You wont exist. The whole of Albion as we no it is ruined, Reaver you are a hero, If your not alive I may not destroy Lucien. Reaver I have seen you kill hundereds without blinking surley you can relive one day."
Reaver fell to the ground crying, his past had haunted him before, surely this was a nightmare. Sparrow crouched down and put a hand on Reavers shoulder, with the other hand she tilted his head up towards hers and she looked him in the eyes.
"Reaver, I may hate you and you may be a narcissistic egotistical hobbe who has tried to kill me on multiple occasions, but you've done this before and we can do it again".
When Sparrow said "We can do it again" all she could think of was when Reaver made her go to the shadow court and the look on the woman's face as the shadow court took her youth...
Sparrow visibly shuddered, but right now she needed Reaver or she may not even exist.. Everything has to be the same she thought.
"Reaver, We can do this", was all Sparrow had left to say.
Reaver wiped his face and said, "Reaver?, My dear don't be absurd, call me John."
Sparrow Whose emotions where everywhere was amazed at Reaver's quick change back to his usually Icy state. If putting up with Reaver's moods was what it took she could handle it.
After a long conversation on how Reaver needed to act and what his and Sparrow's story was, both Headed towards Reaver's home, a small cottage in which he and his mother lived. On the way Reaver explain that in these days unmarried couples couldn't sleep together or live with each other respectfully and that he lived at home to care for his mother.
After arriving at the cottage Reaver knocked on the door twice and opened it. He entered followed by Sparrow who shut the door behind her. She thought to herself surley Reavers mother would notice Sparrow wasn't her niece and wasn't here followed after Reaver to small room where a woman who was around sixty sat.
"Mother, Aunt Esmeralda's daughter Sparrow has come to visit." Said Reaver politley."
The elderly woman stood up and walked slowly towards Sparrow with an unsure look on her face. Then suddenly a warm smile grazed the woman's lips as she then embraced Sparrow in a hug.
Sparrow surprised by this hugged the woman back looking over her shoulder only to see Reaver watching the Exchange with a smirk.
"My dear, I haven't seen you since you were a child, my how you've grown. You even get called Sparrow now?, Last I checked you were called Ailsa," Said Reavers mother light heartily, "How come you haven't come to visit?."
Sparrow Replied nervously, "Mother wanted to visit Aurora for while."
"Never the less my dear, your here just in time to see John be married." Reavers mother said cheerfully as she turned around to Reaver. "Tea, John?."
Reaver nodded for both himself and Sparrow. Reavers Mother hurried to the stove and started moving some pots and pans around. As Sparrow went to protest Reaver stopped her before She could make her argument against the very idea. She needed to remember she was in a different time, One where perhaps objections to something like that was offensive.
Reaver lead Sparrow to some wooden stairs and stopped just as the reached the first step.
"Mother, I'm Showing Sparrow to my room." Called Reaver, "Its the only room with a spare bed."
Again before Sparrow could object Reaver was pulling her along, Upstairs Sparrow was lead through a room that was a little less than average looking. There was a double bed in one corner and in the other was a plain bed with barley enough room for one wallpaper on the wall was a simple green shade. Sparrow gazed around the room in complete shock. It was uneasy to know that Reaver used to be happy with the most simple of things.
Sparrow headed towards the single bed and flunked down on it only to find her bag lying there filled with unusual clothes and the guild seal. With a rush of tired hope and excitement she looked around for her trusted friend Ocelot.
"I'm afraid your loyal friend cant be there." said the familiar voice of Theresa.
Sparrow picked up the guild seal and threw it into the bag and then threw the bag to the floor. Sparrow pushed her face into the musky smelling pillow and sighed.
"She'll forget about the tea, She does that I'm afraid." Reaver mentioned.
An Awkward silence filled the room. Reaver sat on his bed, On the outside he was completely relaxed on the inside he was a nervous wreck. He needed a drink. Better yet he needed sex and he needed to hold his pistol. It was just then he realised his pistol was gone. He should have realised earlier that guns weren't around back then.
He reached under his bed and grabbed a bottle of wine. Just where he always kept them. He stood up and walked over to where Sparrow lay, Maybe he could get two of the things he wanted after all.
taking a drink from the bottle he tapped Sparrow gently on the back.
Sparrow raised her head to find Reaver with his hand stretched towards her holding a bottle of wine. Sparrow wasn't usually a drinker but on this one occasion she made an exception.
After one hour of silence and drinking, the sun was setting in the sky. Reaver was beginning to feel like his old self while Sparrow was finally coming to terms with what was going on.
Sparrow had realised that her and Reaver where about to go through hell in the next two days. She realised that as much as she hated Reaver in two days she was going to stand with him while he watched his loved ones die and watch his mother turn to ash, She was seeing Reaver in a new light, a depressing one, One in which Reaver was a young man named John who loved his mother and was silly, So silly and scared of dying that he risked going to the Shadow court. though,
If only he knew back then maybe he'd have chosen different.. thought Sparrow, and now that he has the chance to change it all, he's forced to keep it the same for the sake of her life. For once Reaver was being unselfish and doing whats better for everyone else and not himself, Or maybe he just wanted to live forever and get his gun back. Most likely the latter.
"Thank you," said Sparrow drunkily looking at Reavers face, a face that now she saw was rather handsome. Infact Sparrow noted how devilishly sexy Reavers eyes were... No she thought to herself it must be the wine.
Reaver gave Sparrow a Charming grin and replied, "Oh my dear, You are quiet welcome."
Sparrow flushed at Reaver words and she wasn't that sure why. This act of course didn't go unnoticed by Reaver. Sparrow needed to think straight, her head was starting to hurt and Reaver seemed to be smiling sexier and sexier, before she knew what she was doing she was blurting stuff out.
"Reaver you look really attractive when you smile like that."
Reaver replied with a cheeky grin, "Now, Sparrow is that something you should say to a family member?."
"No, I guess not," said Sparrow with a smile".
Sparrow laughed and lay back in her bed as Reaver finished the bottle of wine.
"Sparrow it only seems fair I ask, What is your real name?." asked Reaver interested.
"Lily." Was all Sparrow replied.
"That may be the loveliest name Ive ever heard... Lily, m'dear its rather early, I can think of an activity that can help us both rest." Reaver stated seductively.
Reaver awaited a reply and after several moments he heard soft snoring come from Sparrow, Grudgingly he walked over to his bed hoping to wake up in Bloodstone next to Sparrow and this whole day was one long dream.