I looked up and down, dragging Fireface with me, throughout the entire Opera House, Erik wasn't there, either that or he was hiding. But why, he shows me he was there, but won't let me see him. Why? Tears stung my eyes.
"Dragonfire, he isn't here." Fireface told me gently. I turned and shoved the rose in his face.
"Then what is this?" I asked him, the tears falling down my face. Fireface looked at the rose, utter confusion on his face.
"I don't know how it got there, but I came in you were on the bed the candle in the corner was lit and the rose was there." Fireface told me. I glared at him.
"Then he HAS to be here, I fell asleep on the floor not the bed, it was dark, there wasn't any candle. I wake up and the candle is lit and I'm on the bed. If you didn't put me there. THEN WHO THE HELL DID!" I hissed.
"I don't know, Jaclyn, but its impossible for him to be here." I glared at him, turning away from him.
"Leave me alone, Fireface." I whispered, looking down at the street below, the sun was rising in the east.
"Jaclyn, we'll come back later, I'll help you look if you just come back and get some rest, ok?" Fireface told me, I looked at him, then scanned the roof looking for him. I looked down.
"Ok." I said, sounding hurt. Fireface took my hand and led me out of the Opera house. We got back to headquarters and I crashed on the couch, too tired to go home.
Erik
Say something you idiot! I yelled at myself mentally, but I couldn't speak, I was too deep in shock. It was Jaclyn. The moment I saw her my heart nearly stopped. Becoming a master of time travel wasn't easy it took me ten years, yet there she was, 13 years later, Jaclyn was there, and I couldn't bring myself to say a thing. Oh dear God, when she was crying in my lair, I would've comforted her, but I was stuck to the spot. I followed her into my bed room, that was where she collapsed. Oh, the poor angel. She stopped crying. I went to her side and found she was asleep. My heart melted as I gathered her in my arms and laid her down on the bed. I lit a candle and wrote down a note and placed it beside the candle.
I went out to get her a rose. I came back fifteen minutes later and took a white ribbon and tied it around the stem. I placed it on top of the note and left her to sleep. I heard someone coming, going to the third mirror, still unrepaired, and went in the tunnel, leaving, I knew it was one of her Redeeming Angels because he was calling the name Dragonfire.
Thirty minutes later I come back and Jaclyn was gone. It tore a hole in my heart. Would she come back? I had no clue where the Redeeming Angels head quarters was. Jaclyn had always talked about it, but never described a way to find it. My sadness turned to anger. Was Jaclyn THAT blind, she didn't see the note or the rose, or even the lit candle, or did she assume her fellow 'angel' did that? I sat down at the organ and fisted my hair violently. I looked at the keys as though they would give me the answer to my problems as I had done for the past three years. Closing my eyes, I sighed.
She'd be back I knew she wouldn't be able to stay away. I knew she was too intent, Jaclyn was too stubborn to give up. Opening my eyes, I stood, to go lay down on the bed tired from staying up all night. I fell asleep quickly.
Jaclyn
I woke at about eight pm, went home and showered. I was off that night. I decided I would go back to the Opera House, Erik was there and I knew it, nothing would keep us from being together anymore, this was the night I would get my husband back. I got out of my shower and wrapped a towel around me. I brushed my teeth and blew my hair dry. I went into my room and pulled on a pair of black jeans and a grass green shirt. Erik always loved the way I looked in grass green, he said it complimented my eyes. I smiled, remembering the way it felt when he would wrap his arms around me. Like the morning of the first day that we were married. Flashes of that day brightened my spirits. For three years only the memories of that day, the night before that day. I wanted my husband back. And when I got him back, we were going back to the castle in Italy in the 19th century, and there wasn't a damn thing the Redeeming Angels could do. I pulled on a black hoodie and put the hood up. I went to the old Opera house, tears stinging my eyes once more.
Erik
I heard someone walking up the steps getting out of the chair in the auditorium, I ran to the orchestra pit and jump down, landing loudly. I cursed, whoever it was must've heard the thud.
"Not as graceful as you once were aren't you?" I asked myself quietly, pressing against the wall.
Jaclyn
I pushed the door open and stood in the gaping doorway. I jumped as I heard and thud coming from the auditorium. I launched myself forward silently and came into the auditorium. I scanned the giant room two times and launched myself down the main aisle and leapt, landing in the orchestra pit. I twisted, scanning the pit. No one. I growled, and leapt up on the stage and knelt, pulling up a loose nail, a trap door opened and I jumped down into darkness. I took out my flashlight and turned it on. I walked forward into the black.
Erik
I watched the lithe character land in the orchestra pit from the darkness of the corridor leading up to the boxes. The way they presented themselves, a person on a mission. Looking, searching. They unleashed a growl, leaping up on the stage, they opened a trap door on the stage, they stalked over to it, power radiating around them in a manner almost visible. They just stepped down and landed soundlessly underneath the stage. Wait, power, elegance, searching. Was this who Jaclyn had become? I had to find out.
Jaclyn
Walking down the corridor, I thought I heard footsteps behind me. I turned violently, flashing my light across the corridor. No one. I went back a few paces, still no one. I turned around and went on. I came to the lake I got on the boat and I set off.
Erik
She set off in the boat, I took the road running along side the lake. Watching her. She eventually disappeared into the mist, I'd meet her in my lair.
Jaclyn
I couldn't fight the feeling I was being followed, I turned around, panning the flashlight across the lake and each wall. Still, no one. I came into the lair. I heaved a sigh. Stepping off the boat, I just waited, waited for something to happen, because every fiber of my being told me something would. Like in a haunted house during Halloween, you just know something is going to happen, but you don't know when. I was expecting him to show up, but I didn't know when. It would be soon.
There was a click, and a panel of stone slid to the right across the lake, a torch lit his way. He looked at me, not speaking a word, neither one of us could.
Erik
I got to the door beside the gate in the lair, I paused, and pulled out the key. I unlocked the door and the wall in front of my slid away, and there she stood, on the shore by the gondola. Staring right at me, not a word spoken between us. I lit the trail of tar I had laid around the lair and fire trailed around the cavern.
Jaclyn
He made the first move, bringing life back to the world I thought was dead, lighting the entire cavern in one move. His power over my heart finally making me move once he mounted the torch in a claw like holder above his head. I moved toward him slowly.
"Are you really here?" I asked. His blue eyes looking at me, he nodded. I broke out in a full out run and hugged him.
A/N: Doing the repeated POV switching thing creates mystery and suspense in movies, does it work in stories, would you be so kind to tell me in a review? What you about the content of the chapter would be nice too ;)