It was a dark evening, void of a moon, thank goodness. But something was different that night. Ana was sleeping in Greyback's den when someone was shaking her awake. When she came to and opened her eyes, she saw Remus standing over her.
"Ana are you all right?"
She sat herself up and rubbed her eyes and leaned over toward the bare floor to draw her response. 'I thought you were living with these cretins. I've been here a whole month.'
Remus read and nodded. "Well, since you last saw me I married Tonks and ever since then it's been hard to make visits. Are you sure you're all right?" Ana nodded and Remus reached forward to move her hair aside and examine her neck and face. "Well you seem all right. Undernourished maybe, but reasonably fine." Remus sighed. "I wish I could get you out of here, but it's important I keep my profile with Greyback."
Ana sighed and her head drooped. There was a sting behind her eyes and before she could stop it a tear fell, and another. There was a hand beneath her chin lifting her face. Remus, with his free thumb, wiped her eyes, saying, "I'm so sorry Fabiana. I promise I will put out feelers for someone who can come here and get you, but it can't be me. If I had known, believe me, I would have found a way long ago."
There were footsteps approaching. Remus and Ana jumped apart. Ana laid herself back down facing the stone wall and pretended to sleep while Remus leaned against the opposing wall, arms folded. Ana listened as Greyback entered.
"She's a fine piece of ass, isn't she Dalton?"
"She sure is."
"Yeah, I've been having a grand old time with her. All coming to an end though."
"How so?"
"Well the boss says we'll be doing some special assignments for him soon. We'll have to abandon this place and live like nomads. I can't have that kind of baggage on me when we leave. Shame. She really is a nice piece."
"Shame indeed. When are you all off?"
"Whenever the boss says it's time. Could be tomorrow, could be next year. Who knows? Anyway, come on. I've got a choice steak with your name on it."
"No thanks Fenrir. New wife and everything, c'est la vie."
Ana could hear Greyback's hacking laugh as the men retreated. She thought she heard him say something about Remus getting soft, but she wasn't sure. Instead she just gathered her blankets around her and stared at the flecks of mica in the rock before her; stare and try to figure out what she was going to do about her impending death.