Chapter 11

I didn't think it was a good idea for us to just stroll right into Trent's private rooms so we stopped at the front desk where Sara Jane was sitting. She sneered when she first saw me but quickly replaced the look with a plastic smile.

"Ms. Morgan. Can I help you?" Sara Jane said sweetly.

"Is Trent in his office?" I asked as I walked past her desk and headed for his office door.

"Wait! He's in a meeting Ms. Morgan. You can't just walk in." Sara Jane stood but seeing the look on Ivy's face and her aggressive stance blocking her way she sat back down. Smart woman.

"Watch me." I said as I opened his office door. Trent was sitting at his desk looking at the computer screen with Quen by his side. This is what she called a meeting? Their eyes darted to the door and Trent stood in surprise.

"Rachel. This is a surprise." He said with a smile on his face.

"Yeah we need to talk Trent. Hey Quen. Ivy and Jenks are out there. They would love to see Ceri and the girls." I prompted. Without needing another hint, Trent nodded his head and Quen left the office.

"Is everything okay?" Trent looked completely calm but I could see it in his eyes he was concerned something else had happened. I plopped down in the chair in front of his desk with my legs hanging over the side. Trent pursed his lips and sat back down. Yeah I would never sit like a lady so get use to it Trent.

"It's not Newt." I said shortly, waiting to watch his reaction. He rose both eyebrows. He doesn't know it's Ellasbeth.

"What did you do Rachel?" Trent questioned how I had gotten the information.

"I called her. I figured better to get it straight from the horses mouth." I picked at my nails not wanting to make eye contact with him. I didn't need to explain to him that Newt's answer to all the problems was to just kill all of them. I wouldn't even think about what life would be like without Trent.

"Tell me who it is." Trent sighed. I could tell he wanted the name but was going to be patient with me.

"I want something first." I said hesitantly.

"Money?" Trent went to reach into his desk and pulled out a checkbook.

"To the turn with you Trent! I don't want your damn money!" I exclaimed sitting up. I could definitely use some right now but I wasn't going to ask him for it. I could earn my own paycheck.

"Then what is it you want from me Rachel?" Trent's frustration came through in his words.

"Nothing Trent, just forget it." I stood and headed towards the door. Trent was on me before I knew it. I hadn't even seen him move or heard him for that matter. He stopped in front of me and put both hands on my arms.

"I apologize. Please come and sit. Talk to me Rachel." I finally looked into those green eyes and I knew he meant it. "I'm just well.." He ran his hand through his hair. He was nervous. "I'm confused." He finished.

"Confused about what?" I wasn't sure where he was going with this.

"Us!" He raised both hands in frustration. "I want you Rachel." He had finally confessed it outloud.

"You do?" I was sure I felt the same way but hearing it from him first was a nice confidence boost. I felt my heart beat increase and I prayed that he couldn't hear that well.

"Yes! I know you are smarter than that Rachel. You've known and you avoid the subject. I have feelings for you and they won't go away!" Trent was pacing back and forth in front of his fish tank.

"I have feelings for you too." I said quietly knowing he would hear it.

"Then do something about it damn it! I've been waiting a long time for you." Trent's green eyes burned into mine. I didn't know what I wanted to do though. I was so attracted to that man but I didn't just want it to be about sex. Trent had finally stopped moving and took a seat on the corner of his desk. I needed to make a decision. If I rejected him now I knew we wouldn't be able to come back from that. If I did something about my feelings it would also change everything. I didn't know which way to go but I couldn't just leave him hanging like this. He had been waiting for a long time. I knew he had even when I was scared to admit it. Make a decision Rachel!

I moved forward until I was a foot away from Trent. He looked so sexy sitting like that on his desk. I believe I had told him that before. He was wearing a black silk shirt and his dark green tie was loose. His jacket was on the back of the chair and his black slacks didn't leave much to the imagination. I had always thought he had a nice backside. I slowly moved closer to Trent almost shaking from what was about to change. Once I was within arms length Trent grabbed me, spinning me around to put my back flat on the desk. I hadn't even seen him clear all the papers off but I heard them fall to the floor.

Trent very gently ran his lips across my neck and I let out a small moan. It had been so long since I had been touched. He kissed up my neck to my jaw and then my lips. His lips were soft and gentle against mine but I could feel something building. I felt tingles running through my whole body and I didn't want it to stop. I slowly spread my lips and he slipped his tongue in. It was my undoing. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pushed my fingers into his hair. I was having trouble breathing and had to separate myself from his mouth.

"Trent.." I breathed.

"Mmmm." He said against my neck as he moved his lips up and down my neck and jaw. I knew I needed to tell him about Ellasbeth. I didn't come here for this but this was really hard to stop. I sucked in a few deep breaths that helped clear my head some.

"I still want something before I tell you." I whispered.

"We could have sex on my desk if you want." Trent said nipping at my ear. The tingles were getting hard to ignore again as Trent continued to kiss the parts of my body that were within mouths reach.

"I didn't come here for sex." I played with Trent's hair.

"No? Well it's yours if you want it Rachel." Trent whispered into my ear increasing the tingles. I swear if we didn't stop soon Trent was going to have to do me on his desk.

"I want a memory Trent." I finally managed to get out. He stopped and pulled back a little to look at my face.

"A memory? Of what?" He was cautious being unsure of what I was asking for.

"Something of us. When we were kids." I said running my finger along his jaw that didn't have a hint of stubble. I wonder how many times a day he shaved to never get a five o'clock shadow?

"I can do that." He said with a smile. He pulled me up into a sitting position beside him on the desk. "Does it have to be with both of us in it or can I share one I have of you?"

I smiled. "I'll take whatever I can get."

"Good." He lifted my hand and kissed it. "I have one in mind." Keeping my hands in his he positioned me against his side. I noticed I fit there quite nicely, like two pieces of a puzzle.

I felt him tap the line. "Ego mos vos ut memor."

I felt the charm wash over me but it was different this time. We hadn't left the room. We were in Trent's office only it wasn't his office it was his father's. He was sitting on his father's desk just like we were now. He looked to be about ten years old. It was before the time that I had met him at camp for the first time. His father was no where to be seen but his mother was sitting behind the desk.

"Mother?" Trent questioned.

"Yes baby?" She looked up from the papers she had in her hand.

"Will I have to marry the one that father says I will? I don't like her. She's mean." Trent fidgeted with his hands as he spoke to her.

She smiled. "Trenton I know your father has plans for you but you will make your own choices no matter what has been decided for you."

"I will have my own choice?" He looked hopeful.

"Would you like to hear about who I think you are going to marry?" She asked setting the papers down. He nodded his head enthusiastically. "I think you are going to marry someone who is not an elf." His eyes got huge at her words but she continued. "She will be full of spirit and fire. She will keep you on your toes and she won't take any of your crap." She laughed at the look Trent gave her. "She will be beautiful. She will have pale skin, green eyes, and red hair."

"Red hair!" Trent gasped.

His mother laughed. "Definitely have red hair. At first you will be scared of her. You have always been scared of the unknown and she will be something you have never seen before. She will be one of a kind Trenton. You will have to prove yourself to her because she will not trust you easily."

"Is she real mother? Are you just making her up?" Trent asked with a look of amusement in his eyes.

"She is very real. You may even meet her at camp. You must always keep your eyes open Trenton. You never know when it will happen. She will be everything you've ever wanted but it will take you years to figure that part out." She stood and patted Trent on the back. "Now go back to your studies before your father catches you in here."

I opened my eyes and we were back in Trent's office. "When did you figure out she was talking about me?" I swallowed the lump in my throat.

"When I put your soul in a bottle." He said looking down at his feet. "That's about the same time I figured out that you're the one I wanted by my side."

"Oh." I didn't really know what to say. I know that what his mother had said didn't make a difference about his feelings for me. It was weird how his mother was so sure he would end up with me. Maybe that is why she bound our fates. She knew that they would be intertwined no matter what choices we both made.

"Maybe I shouldn't have shared that with you." Trent said and started picking up his papers off the floor. Great. Another wonderful Rachel moment. Insert foot into mouth now.

"No. I'm glad you did. I like you being able to share something like that with me." I helped him with his papers. "I'm glad you trust me enough to be so open Trent."

Trent let out his breath in relief. "Now, who is it Rachel?"

"Sit down, please." I said and went back to my chair in front of his desk. He opted for the one next to me rather than behind his desk. It made me feel much more comfortable that he was putting himself as an equal rather than someone needing to be in control.

"Come on Rache just spit it out." Trent joked.

I met his eyes. "It's Ellasbeth."

Trent just stared at me. I wasn't sure if he had heard me. He was completely silent and wasn't moving. If he was thinking I didn't want to interrupt but I didn't want to keep sitting here without some kind of response from him. Just as I opened my mouth to say something he blinked. Okay blinking was a good sign, I think. I shut my mouth waiting for him to catch up.

"Bitch!" Trent swore. My mouth dropped. I had never heard him swear like that before. Not that it wasn't true I was just surprised that his usual proper etiquette just went out the window. "What is she thinking! What the hell could this possibly solve?" Trent was up and pacing the length of his office again.

"Do you want my honest opinion?" I asked not moving from my chair but turning to see him better.

"No." He answered shortly. I snorted. "Wait, yes. No. Rachel I don't know if I want to hear what you could say because I'm afraid it's true." Trent stopped to read my face. "Yes, tell me." He decided.

"She's doing it to keep us apart Trent. Ever since she thought I was your whore she knew there was something more between us." I answered. He was silent for another moment never breaking eye contact with me.

"You're right. It's all about us. It always has been with her." Trent sulked back to the chair beside me.

"Really?" I was surprised.

"She was intimidated by you Rachel. She always believed you were more to me that what you were." Trent explained.

"Lets end it." I said and moved to sit on his desk so I could face him.

"Lets end it?" Trent repeated. "I can't just off her Rachel. She's Lucy's mother."

I rolled my eyes. "I wasn't saying we should kill her. Give me a little more credit. Just because I had one incident does not mean I've lost my morals." I didn't have that cold of a heart and she was a person no matter how bad I'd love to smack her a good one.

"What do you have in mind?" Trent seemed to be lost in thought. I guess I had just dropped a pretty big bomb on him on top of us being honest about our feelings.

"Lets take away her magic." I stated.

"You can do that?" He asked becoming interested in whatever I would say next.

"Well no. I thought maybe you could." I shrugged.

"I'm not aware of a spell that could do such a thing. Would your demon know of one?" He was starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel.

"It's worth a shot. I can talk to Al. If they don't have one I'll make one." I was becoming hopeful that this could have a happy ending.

"You're going to make a spell? You know that only happens every few hundred years or so and usually by accident?" Trent wasn't looking at things with the glass half full.

"Do you doubt my abilities Trent?" I didn't want to get irritated with him but if he was going to rain on my parade I was going home.

"Not in the slightest." He said, standing to wedge himself in between my legs dangling off the desk. I wrapped my arms around his neck once he was close enough and breathed in his scent. If sunshine could have a scent this was it. I licked my lips in anticipation for the kiss I knew that was coming. He met my lips just as gently as he had the last time. Tingles ran through my body and I realized that Trent was causing them. We must have really been into that kiss since I didn't hear the knock on the door but I did hear the clearing of someone's throat.

We broke apart and turned to see both Quen and Ivy just inside the door with the same duplicate smile on their faces. Swell. I was never going to hear the end of this.

"Sa'han I am hoping that Rachel filled you in on her epiphany before you eh-." Quen started.

Trent frowned. "Yes she has. I believe Rachel has some serious spelling to do." He broke away from my embrace and I pouted.

I jumped up from the desk. "Off to go magically castrate the wicked bitch of the northwest." I got a chuckle from Trent and Quen with that one. I gave Trent a kiss on the cheek. "I'll call you later to let you know what I find out."

"Sounds good. Thank you Rachel. Really." Trent gave me a serious look and I smiled.

"I got this. Okay?" I grabbed my bag and Ivy and I headed out the door. "Jenks!" I yelled. I wasn't sure where he was hiding but it couldn't be far. I would have to talk to Trent about getting more of that sticky silk taken down if I was going to be around here more often. I heard the hum of pixy wings and knew Jenks was on the way.

"You have a plan?" Ivy asked in disbelief as she matched me step for step towards the front exit.

I grinned at her. "I have a plan."