Ch. 49 Virgin State of Mind

My lungs hurt from breathing so hard as I ran and ran and ran. My feet were becoming sore, my thighs were aching from the countless miles I knew I had run, and even though I had a cold sweat pouring down my face and soaking my shirt, I still felt like I was on fire.

When I began to see city lights I almost cried. Finally I could go to the police station and ask for help. Finally I could be safe, even if that meant them putting me behind bars to keep from the outside world.

When the road turned into a paved street and walls began to form from the buildings all around me I began to slow down to a walk. I had no idea what city I was in but it seemed pretty deserted. Maybe because it must only be the early hours of the morning, but surely someone was around to help me.

I walked the streets someone wincing now and again as my feet began to get little cuts here and there. Though they would heal as soon as they were injured.

So I shoot fire from my hands and I heal fast. Alright?

The more I wandered the more I felt alone. No one was out. Not even a bum. Not even a rat. Where the hell was I?

Caine's P.O.V.

When the fire finally died down I was at least a little glad that it didn't actually damage anything. It was just a wall she put up in case I or Pam were to run after her. As I looked at Pam I felt a sense of loneliness and figured it was Violet. Just the slightest hint, but it was there. I didn't like that she felt alone and I needed to find her. To tell her it was ok and that I would be with her. Though that sounded easier said than done in my head since she doesn't have a fricken clue as to who I am or Pam- and the thought of Eric finding her made me panic. He would surely kill her.

"What now?" Pam asked and I put on my coat.

"Now I go look for her. You try and find Max. Call him, do whatever. Plus call Alcide, Sam, Jessica, Bill, and somehow try and contact her mother, but that's it. We can't have anyone else know. Especially Eric," I instructed her and she put her hands on her hips in an impatient way.

"How in the hell am I supposed to contact her mother?"

"I don't know. Right now I have to find Violet."

Violet's P.O.V.

I wished over and over again to be anywhere but where I was standing, which was on a bridge. I wasn't thinking of jumping, but I felt so isolated and cold.

Think of some place warm, my conscience told me.

And so I did. I pictured a nice beach in the Bahamas with warm water and silky sand. I didn't know where that particular place came from, but it was beautiful to me. As I thought more and more about the beach and the water I felt like I was being pulled some place. Soon my vision was seeing a desk like at a hotel. A lobby! I blinked again and suddenly I was there!

"Violet it is so good to see you darlin'!" A beautiful woman said she came towards me and I looked at her wide eyed. Her name tag on her shirt read Annabelle.

"Uh- do I know you?" I asked scared and then I back and this time I was sitting right on the bridge.

What the hell was that? Did I just teleport or something? And that woman…she knew me?

Caine's P.O.V.

For a split second driving in my car I couldn't feel Violet anymore and that terrified me. I didn't know if Eric finally got her somehow or something else. Did she know how to access her power whenever or was it only when she was afraid?

My mind was going A-WALL until I felt her again. Somehow I could feel she was in the city not too far from where my house was, but it was a good six miles.

She ran that far?

As I zipped down the streets I finally felt a strong enough pull towards a bridge. I parked my car a block away and ran towards the structure. I stopped and could see her looking dazed and confused as she sat on the cold ground in nothing but my shirt and boxers.

She heard me walking and instantly stood up. I held up my hands and continued towards her. Violet's eyes darted everywhere looking for an escape or probably wondering how to fend me off. Silly of her to think she would ever have to fight against me, but then again she lost her memory.

"Stay away from me," She warned in a grave tone but I kept walking towards her.

Her scent filled my senses and her heart beat pounded through my ears. Her body looked as if it glowed slightly, but her eyes look afraid.

"I won't hurt you Violet," I tried to reassure her but she looked skeptical and started to walk backwards. Funny enough she backed into a light pole.

"How do you know me?"

"We're friends."

"I don't know that we are," She pressed and her breathing started to come short.

"You don't remember much of anything right now do you?" I asked hoping it would make her start to see I wasn't out to kill her.

She looked like she was trying to think if she did but her shoulders slumped and her eyes became more sad. "No. I don't remember anything but my name."

Violet began to cry and I couldn't stop myself from running to her. She didn't fight against me as I held her in my arms and let her tears soak my shirt. Her cried were almost too much for me to bear. Just like the time when I told her my sob story about my life long ago. I hated seeing her cry, and now that she had had my blood, it physically almost hurt to see and hear her do so.

"It's ok. Everything is going to be ok."

Thankfully Violet decided to come with me. She was quiet as she sat in the front seat with me. I boldly reached out and grabbed her hand softly to let her know I was there for her. Even though she might not remember our friendship, I was going to be there for her and help her get her memory back.

When I reached my house I helped her out of the car and brought her to my kitchen that I never used. She sat at the mahogany table still silent. I wanted to talk, to hear her voice.

"You're hungry right?" I asked her and she nodded.

I dialed Pam and told her I had her back at my house. She asked if she should bring the team over and told her yes along with some groceries.

"What kind of groceries?"

"Come on Pam. Bring some soup from that popular restaurant on Fifth Avenue." And I hung up before I could hear another snide remark. You would think she would remember what humans ate. I do and I'm way older than her.

I went to go sit across from Violet at my table. She watched me with kind but still intent eyes. "Pam is going to bring some soup and you will be able to meat again the people who are on our side. You can trust-"

"CAINE!"

I looked behind Violet to see the fairy Annabelle. She looked pissed and Violet said, "Hey I saw you!"

Annabelle's face turned soft as she saw Violet and said, "Hello sweetie," Before turning back to me to scream. "Caine how did this happen? She has no memory of who she is? Who her mother is? What the in the fairy world is happening?"

I got out of my chair to calm Anna down. I explained how I found Violet, gave her my blood, chocked Eric, and ran after Violet.

"I don't know if Pam got into touch with Max or Athena. He hasn't been picking up my calls and she won't answer me."

Anna placed her hands on her hips. "Did you ever think for Violet to maybe call them genius?"

"No, really?" I asked sarcastically which caused her to smack me beside the head.

"Don't get cheeky with me Caine."

After a half hour I fully explained Violet's life to her that I knew of in a nut shell before Pam and the rest of them showed up. We even tried calling Max and her mom again but no such luck.

Pam gave Violet the soup and couldn't help but pull her into a hug. The lot of us (Alcide, myself, Sam, Jessica, Bill, and Anna) were a little shocked to see Pam so affectionate with anyone but Eric. It was a bit weird…

"Say a fucking comment I dare you," Pam warned and it caused Violet to let out a little giggle.

After she was done eating I introduced her to everyone again and we all decided she needed to be kept in hiding at least for a little bit. I had the perfect place.

"She'll stay with me. I have a safe house."

"Where?" Violet asked. I smiled and hoped she didn't mind the cold too much.

Violet's P.O.V.

I was freezing as Caine and I got off the plane in the middle of a clearing surrounded by woods at night. It was just a little plane so it could also easily take off. All around us snow lingered and dressed the pine trees. I smiled while my teeth chattered and I clung my pea coat around me more. Caine put his hand on my lower back and guided me towards this mysterious safe house that he wouldn't tell me where the location precisely was. Boo-hoo. Like I was going to tell anyone.

We only walked a few yards when I saw some sort of square building. When we got closer I saw it was entirely made of glass! You could see everything inside it. The huge bed in the bedroom, the kitchen, except the toilet when I looked further. That part at least enclosed all the way. But the shower was fully visible, and even the floors were made of glass.

"Caine won't you burn up once the morning sun comes?" I asked.

He gave a short laugh before saying, "When you've been around as long as I have you meet very powerful people. In my case I met a witch a few hundred years ago who made this place for me as a sanctuary after I saved her life. You and I can see it because I let you see it, otherwise it is invisible to the outside world. Plus there is magic against the sun so I won't get burned."

"Cool," I said and we walked in side. Surprisingly it wasn't cold. There was no heater to be found, but I felt nicely warm.

We had only been in Caine's secret house for an hour and a half and I was sitting in the bathtub on the second floor wondering if I was doing the right thing. Was I? Could I trust Caine? The only thing I truly knew about any of this was my name.

"Violet are you alright?" Caine asked coming up to me. I just looked the other way out towards the glass wall. The trees were naked and bare and the snow looked freezing. Should I make a run for it?

Still staring softly out the window I answered, "No. I don't know if I can trust you."

Caine was silent for a few minutes before he picked me up out of the tub. I struggled and asked what he was doing before he brought me over to the bed and sat me down. When I tried to get up he held both of my arms down and looked at me long and hard.

"Violet out of everyone on this Earth and in the Heavens, you can trust me. My blood now runs into your veins. I can feel you, smell you, taste you practically on my tongue. I know I am not Eric but-"

"Eric?" I asked.

"The one I told you about earlier. Your soul blood bonded," Caine explained and I nodded.

"I just don't know," I grumbled and went to get up but Caine pinned me down to the bed so fast I almost chocked on my own air. "What in the hell do you think you are doing? GET OFF!" I screamed and tried to buck him off but that only made him slightly grind his hips into mine.

A low moan deep in his throat sounded and he closed his eyes tight before peering deep into mine. They looked absolutely animal. "Trust me," Caine grunted and continued to squirm.

"How can you expect me-" I thrashed at him before his tone snapped me still.

"Trust. Me."

There we were; bodies breathing hard, adrenaline pumping, my wrists we aching from Caine's strong grasp around them above my head, his member pressing into me, and our lips barely touching as I looked into his feverish eyes. We wanted each other, and we wanted each other bad.

Athena's P.O.V.

"Ahhhh! Where is she?" I screamed in terror and hostility up on Mount Olympus. My daughter was missing, Caine was missing, Maximus was no where to be found, and Eric was now under Eris's control.

"Athena we will find her," Apollo tried to calm me as I cried making thunderstorms and lightning spread across the world. A tsunami had just wrecked an entire island because I was so distraught.

I looked at Apollo, my brother, as he held me in his arms. "My little girl is missing and she's hurt. What Eris did-" I blubbered not being able to get the images of my little girl screaming out in pain because of Eris's and Eric's actions.

"Shhhh. It will be ok. Maybe Caine and her are together. But until we find them, we need to look for Maximus. I'm sure he's looking for the final part of the sword."

I sniffled back a few more tears and looked up at my bother. "You're right. We need to find Maximus," I whispered.

"ATHENA!" I turned around to see my father, Zeus.

Violet's P.O.V.

A few days went by in which I kept clear of Caine in his glass safe house. Now and again he would talk on the phone and when I asked who, he always said it was Pam. Sometimes though I couldn't help but just stare at him. I didn't know why, but when I would I couldn't help but re-live the tussle that happened between us on the bed. How his strong body pressed to mine, how I felt his lips almost touch mine, how he looked like he was just dieing to ravish me- but then I completely stopped. Something in my heart- my soul- was shrieking at me to not go any further. To stop what I was doing or something terrible was going to happen. So I did, and since then I haven't been in the same room with him more than a second.

Caine took up to sleeping on the pure white couch two floors below me while I slept in the bed. However every time I closed my eyes and began to dream I would see me fighting in a battle. A sword was in my hand for some of it and then I kept seeing a stone door. When I would get close enough to touch it I would wake up. Half the time I wouldn't know if I was terrified or tired when I woke up and I felt like I was slipping away. In a sense I already had. I couldn't remember who I really was, who my soul blood bonded was, who I could truly trust…

This is all becoming too much.

I sat up in the bed and moved to the center. My tank top hung a little low in the front and my pajama shorts didn't really cover much now that I thought about it. I looked over the side of the bed and saw Caine standing against the wall looking outside.

How is he not going insane? I feel like a caged phoenix not being able to spread her fiery wings!

My face was blank as I watched him and I didn't flinch when he looked up to see me. We just stared at each other for a minute before I slowly tore my eyes away.

Maybe I want him to do something. Maybe to me? He said his blood is rushing through my veins and I believe it. But so is this Eric's too. Though how can I differentiate who's is who's? I can't like Caine. I think I can trust him, but I can't-

I couldn't even get my self to say the end of the thought in my head. As my breathing became slightly deeper I just looked out the wall into the night. It was completely black except for the stars here and there. I wished I could have been a star in that moment. To be up in the sky, free, sure one day I would die, but fore awhile I could be alone…

Alone. I just want to be alone. To figure out who I truly am. Why does it feel like something is trying to burst its way out of me? Something powerful. And why do I have to stare at this stupid tattoo of a wave for a person I don't even remember on my chest? Why can't I remember?

There's a chair in my head on which I used to sitTook a pencil and I wrote the following on itNow there's a key where my wonderful mouth used to beDig it up, throw it at meDig it up, throw it at me

I could hear Caine walk into the room, no matter how quiet he was trying to be. As he came up behind me I didn't even acknowledge him. I just kept looking out to the night.

"Violet," His voice soothed me but still I didn't move. In a way I was afraid. Afraid of if I looked at him, if I turned around, I could do something I could never take back.

Where can I run to, where can I hideWho will I turn to now I'm in a virgin state of mindGot a knife to disengage the voids that I can't bearTo cut out words I've got written on my chair

I felt Caine's strong fingers lightly touch my left wrist. His touch was something indescribable. If felt right? Different then someone I was used to? Eric's touch was it?

Slowly I got off the bed and went to the glass wall. The front of my finger nails dragged their way up the wall until my palms were pressed against the glass. It felt cool against my soft skin and my lips parted slightly.

"Am I worth it?" I breathed, making the slightest circle fog up in front of me.

Like do you think I'm sexyDo you think I really careCan I burn the mazes I growCan I, I don't think soCan I burn the mazes I growCan I, I don't think so

"More than you know," Caine whispered down into my ear while he wrapped his muscular bare arms around my waist. His fingers played with the hem of tank top before the callused skin came into contact with my skin.

I was going against all that was in me. All that was telling me I was breaking some ancient law within myself. But I didn't listen. Something about Caine was telling me somewhere deep down to very core that what I was about to do was ok too. That in the end, after everything that was about to happen, it would be ok.

"Show me."

I turned around to see Caine's eyes flash to purple in the dark. They were gorgeous but filled with every single emotion you can think of.

Where can I run to, where can I hideWho will I turn to now I'm in a virgin state of mindVirgin state of mindVirgin state of mindVirgin state of mind

"Violet I'm not sure there's ever a going back after this," He warned me.

Our bodies were closer now and I took the final step to mold us together. I placed my palms on his chest and glided my fingers down like ghosts. They were like spirits leaving trails of goose bumps down his arms until I got to the hem of his shirt. I grabbed it and agonizingly slow pulled it up and over Caine's head. He closed his eyes briefly before picking me up and wrapping my legs around his chiseled waist. My eyes told him the answer while he pressed me against the glass wall.