Hey,
I may not be able to update for a few weeks because I am going back to America for a vacation. *screams excitedly*
Disclaimer: I don't own Blue Bloods.
Understood
Trinity POV
I walked down the hall to his study. I don't care if he is upset about losing his Regis position; he is coming out of that godforsaken room!
I blew apart the lock with only a wave of my hand and burst into the room. But what I saw almost made me forget my urgency. Almost.
Charles sat in his leather chair, shirt crumpled and hair awry, staring out the window. In his hand he held a picture.
He turned at my entrance. But there was no emotion in his eyes. I knew he and I did not love each other as you would a husband or wife, but since we have been married we have developed an affectionate relationship. We understood each other.
I sighed and went to sit by him. I put my hand on his shoulder and he leaned back into his chair, staring unseeingly at the wall.
"I know you are upset, dear." I said gently. "But we need you to-"I tried to think of a nicer way to put get your act together. "-rise above this." I decided.
He looked up at me with those steely gray eyes of his. The dark shadow over his face made me sad to think about.
We stared at each other for a long time until finally he closed his eyes and sighed, putting his head in his hands. And then he said something I thought I would have never heard him say.
"I don't know what to do anymore."
The words were so soft I could barely hear them. My husband was one of the strongest people I know. He was Michael, Pure of Heart. There was no way he could give up. If he fell apart everything else would too.
And with that he stood up and quietly left the room without a look back. I closed my eyes trying to hold back the flood of mixed emotions I felt from our conversation. I opened my eyes and saw the paper he had been holding. I turned it over.
It was a picture. One of him and Allegra when they were young. They stood together, leaning on one another, in front of the Van Alen building where Committee meetings are held.
They both looked, smiling at the camera. They had to be in their early twenties or maybe late teens. Charles was still Regis then and Allegra was awake and happy.
Looking at the picture I suddenly felt a wave of empathy for him. I mourned my Sagiel now, even a thousand years later. Right then I thought that that was the one thing we had in common.
Heartbreak.
I smiled sadly. I wouldn't press the matter any further because I understood all too well.
Yeah I know it's short. But I wanted to go further into Charles and Trinity's relationship. -just a bit?-
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Windy