Title: Pretty
Theme: Sterling
Pairing: None
Rating: T
27. Sterling
The chain was thin, long and it slid along her like a snake, knotting and tightening so she could barely breathe, much less move. The hot silver studs in her ear scorched the skin of her ear to join the chain's length, leaving her without a piece of jewelry to her name, and leaving her angry at herself for wearing so much metal to fuel his fire, angry at Danny for being so slow to take out his latest ghost enemy.
"What do you want?" she snapped, then gasped for the precious, hot air in the room.
"To make you lovely," he whispered, muscles bulging as he heated the forge. "You'll shine."
"What's that mean?" she insisted. "Shine?"
"Like diamonds."
"How are you going to do that?"
"Like silver." He turned from the forge to stroke her cheek softly, fingers cold despite the fire he worked in. "No holes, no gaps anymore. Smooth, seamless silver all over."
"That sounds like a terrible idea."
"Don't you want to be beautiful?"
"I don't want to be dead."
"You will," he said calmly, patting her before turning away. "When you see how pretty you are."