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Chapter 12

Cassian and I strode away, leaving Azriel to deal with Eris. I hoped that we'd have some help soon, as I was worried what the sons of Autumn had in store for Elain.

Clearly, it was Eris that had been trying to stop them leaving tracks, as we found their trail easily once we were on our way. Rhys said that he was on his way, he had decided that it would be better for Mor to stay with Nesta and Lucien.

We had left the others about 10 minutes ago when I felt another presence, and immediately Cassian and I both stopped. I looked at Cassian and he had gone pale. He knew who – or what – was ahead of us.

I shut my eyes, not wanting to see what was in the trees beyond. "Hello Bryaxis." I greeted. I felt Cassian's hand grab mine.

"Greetings, High Lady of the Night Court," came Bryaxis' reply. "Why are you in Spring's woods in the middle of the night?"

I swallowed, and still with my eyes shut answered, "searching for my sister. Have you seen her?" I asked hopefully.

A laugh came from where Bryaxis was and I felt Cassian's fear at the sound and it did nothing to comfort me; anything that made Cassian fearful was worthy of respect! "Seeing as we are….friends, I think I'll tell you. About a mile ahead of you is a shack. I believe two males took the female there."

"Thank you," I sincerely told Bryaxis, before adding, "I don't suppose you want to go back to the library?"

Another laugh, "oh no, High Lady, it's too much fun out here, although I do know that you have been searching for me."

I wanted Bryaxis back where it should be, but once again I owed it. I knew that Rhys wouldn't be too impressed with what I was about to do. "Bryaxis, there will soon be Warriors combing these woods; if you don't want to go back to Night yet, I suggest you leave to find somewhere to hide."

"I will be gone by the time you count to five, then you can open your eyes," Bryaxis told us, whilst laughing once again.

When we'd counted to five I made to open my eyes, but Cassian had put his hand over them. "I'll check it's gone, you don't need to have the nightmares about that thing that I have," he told me.

The shack was so old, it was dilapidated; it barely stood it was that rotten. The tracks led right to the door. Cassian and I both stopped in the trees in front of the door, but hidden from sight. I knew that there were ten Illyrian Warriors, as well as Bron with five Spring sentries, in position surrounding the shack, hiding from sight. We decided to wait for Rhys and Azriel to join us, then we would finalise our plan.

When we were all assembled we discussed the best way to get Elain out. Cassian wanted to storm it, literally tearing the shack to pieces, but Azriel said that Elain could get hurt, either intentionally or accidently. I wanted to go and confront them myself, try to talk them out, but Rhys refused. Rhys wanted to use his daemati abilities to take control of their minds, but I pointed out that if he couldn't break their shields quickly enough they would hurt Elain for spite.

In the end I didn't wait to see what they decided; we heard a muffled scream and a commotion, and I decided we couldn't wait any longer. I left the tree-line and went towards the shack. Azriel reached out to grab me, but his hand glanced harmlessly from the shield I'd hastily thrown up between us. The rage that was inside me was palpable and I was barely holding it together. As I walked I could hear the others trying to get my attention, to get me to turn back, but I didn't want to. I needed to get to my sister, I needed to see that she was alright, I needed to make Arian and Meras pay for their crimes to Lucien.

I felt my rage get the point that it did before, in the garden with Tamlin, when my inner beast took over. This time, I knew what was coming; what was going to happen, and I let the magic go without attempting to hold it back. This time when the shift occurred, when I went from standing on two feet to standing on four, I wasn't surprised. Yes, there was a part of me that I couldn't control, but I was in more control now than I was when I faced Tamlin.

Not stopping, I ran at the door of the shack and obliterated it with the ferocity with which I went at it. Arian and Meras didn't have time to put up any kind of defence against me and my pure rage. I ran at them snarling, and managed to grab one around the arm and tossed him away from Elain's side. I was about to lunge for one of them again, when they winnowed away. I let out a howl of fury that my prey had escaped me, and the next thing I know, Rhys, Cassian and Azriel were barrelling through the doorway and over the fragments of door that were strewn about. Azriel stepped towards Elain, who was huddled in the corner, hiding herself as best she could, but I ran between them and bared my teeth at him. It took a lot of conscious thought to remind myself that Azriel wasn't the enemy; he was my friend, my brother, my Shadowsinger, and there was no way he'd hurt me or Elain. I stopped growling and lowered my head, to indicate that he could approach her.

Whilst Azriel was making his way steadily towards Elain so as not to frighten or startle her I retreated back towards the doorway, where Rhys and Cassian were stood. I took a couple of deep breaths, then thought calming thoughts. I thought about walking along the Sidra hand in hand with Rhys, I thought about my flying lessons with Azriel, I thought being dragged shopping with Mor. All these thoughts and more filled my mind, calming me and I felt the shift as I once again became High Fae.

I could sense Rhys' anger with me for running into the shack, so I pointedly refused to look at him or take my shields down when I could feel him ask. I was still angry about this whole situation, despite the fact I'd managed to calm myself down enough to shift back. What I wasn't prepared for was what had happened to Elain.

The three of us had been silently stood watching Azriel attempt to approach Elain. When he finally had gone to her, I saw him brush the hair away from her face and I heard his breath catch. Instantly, I went over, and I wasn't responsible for what happened next.

My magic – that I had a tenuous grasp of at best at the moment – exploded out of me in a blast of fire, ice, wind, light and dark. I barely registered the blue light flickering around Azriel and Elain and the red light around Cassian and Rhys that had come from the Siphon shields of Az and Cass. I sank to my knees as exhaustion hit, and realised I could see the Illyrians who had been surrounding the shack before I went in. It took me a moment to realise that there were no walls around us anymore; my magical outburst had obliterated the shack.

Everyone just stared at me. I wanted to reach out to Elain, but I didn't want to see fear in her eyes at me, so I thought better of it. It took me some effort, but I got myself off the floor and went to walk to where the doorway was, when I felt a hand grab me. I turned and saw Elain, and I felt my tears that I hadn't been quick enough to find her to spare her what had been done to her. She had a scar running down the left side of her face, from her hairline all the way down, over her eye, to underneath her chin. It was her eye though that really got to me; rather than her usual brown, it was now milky white. I didn't know about medicine and healing, but I knew that they had damaged her eye.

"Elain," I whispered, rooted to the ground where I stood.

She shook her head and pulled me into a hug, where we both cried on each other's shoulders.

Back at the manor, we headed for our rooms, which is where they'd taken Lucien to earlier. I hoped the healer was still there, so I could get Elain checked. Mor came out of one of the bedrooms as she heard us enter.

"Lucien's still out and the healer is still with him," she told us whilst stifling a yawn. She struggled to stay on her feet as Nesta came barrelling past her out of the room and almost knocked Elain over in her quest to get to her.

When Nesta finally released Elain from her embrace, she stepped back to take in her appearance. She immediately saw the damage to Elain's face and the look in her eyes became murderous. There were not many times that I saw that look in Nesta's eyes, but whenever I did, I never wanted to be on the receiving end of it.

Cassian sensed Nesta's ire and stepped in front of her. "They didn't hurt her Nes, not like that anyway," he clarified. "We didn't get them either; they winnowed away before Feyre got chance to do them permanent damage."

No one dared move or make a noise whilst Nesta digested this information, lest they become the focus of her temper. "They got away?" she repeated, her voice dripping with venom. "They did that," she pointed at Elain's face, "and you let them get away?!"

Rhys put his hand out to stop me as I tried to step towards Nesta. I pushed it away and stepped up to her anyway. "Yes, Nesta, they did, and I'm sorry."

As I was talking to Nesta, Azriel stepped around us with Elain, leading her to the bedroom Lucien was in with the healer.

The blackness that swirled in Nesta's eyes when she was mad was more pronounced, her nostrils were flaring. She was going to lose it! Cassian once again tried to direct her focus to him, but I wouldn't let him, not this time. I stepped around him and batted away his hand as he made to grab me. I could feel the fire in my blood, I could feel it swirling in my eyes, like death was swirling around Nesta's.

The two of us stood there, facing off to each other. I truly felt terrible for what had happened to Elain, but I wasn't about to let Nesta once again unleash herself on the rest of us. I was angry too, and I felt that I could hold up against her. "Go and calm down Nesta," I told her. The look on her face told me that that was the furthest thing from her mind. I guess that that thought had also occurred to the others as they tried to intercede.

"Ladies," Rhys began. "You're both angry, I think it would be a good idea for you both to step outside." Neither of us moved. Rhys huffed out a breath. "Look, Feyre just destroyed a shack with her magic and I'm sure we all remember the incident with Nesta in the training arena."

Of course, we all remembered that. Cassian had been goading Nesta constantly to get her to start training, to attempt to hone her magic and temper. He'd said one too many comments and Nesta had lost control and unleashed herself, destroying all the equipment around her. Fortunately, neither she nor Cassian had been hurt, and since then Cassian had made it his personal goal to get in front of her whenever it looked like she might lose control again.

Neither of us moved, and the stand off was starting to get tenser. Elain left the bedroom and stepped forward, putting a hand on both my arm and Nesta's. Again, I felt calmer at her touch. "You both need to be calm. Lucien doesn't need to hear you both when he wakes up, and I'm the one that they also attacked, and I say we don't go after them." Nesta and I both stared at her. "I'm serious," she continued, "no revenge." I made to object, but the look she gave me had me closing my mouth. Cassian snickered at us and Elain snapped her head in his direction that had him instantly quiet.

Deciding to ignore me for now, Nesta addressed Elain, "what did the healer say?"

"She said that Lucien should be ok in a week or so."

"I'm not asking about him," she snapped, "I want to know what she said about you."

Elain looked down. "She said that the scar will be permanent as they used an ash knife and…..there is nothing she can do for my eye. It….it's blind. They kept saying they wanted me to match Lucien, so now, I suppose, we do." None of us had anything to say to that, so we stayed silent, and Elain went back to the bedroom to be with Lucien.

After Elain had gone back to be with Lucien, the rest of us sat around on the sofas and chairs in silence. We could have all retired to bed, but none of us seemed inclined to leave, despite knowing that there was now no danger to Lucien; it was now just a case of waiting for him to wake up.

The others did their best trying to persuade me to go to bed, saying they would wake me if there was news, but I refused. I must have nodded off as the next thing I remembered was Rhys shaking my shoulder. I blinked furiously and realised I was curled up on a sofa with my head on Rhys' knee. I looked at him questioningly and he pointed to a female I hadn't seen before. She was knelt down in front of me.

"I'm sorry to disturb you Lady Feyre, but Lucien has awoken and is asking for you."

I nodded, and with the healer's assistance I stood up. I looked around and the others were all asleep.

Tentatively, I opened the bedroom door and peeked inside. Elain was asleep, curled up in one of the winged armchairs, a sheet covering her, the scar on her face obscured by the pillow her head was resting on. Lucien was lying in the bed, awake and looking at me. He gestured for me to come into the room, so I did. As I approached the bed, Lucien scooted over – wincing as he did so – so that I could have a seat next to him.

Once I'd sat on the edge of the bed Lucien indicated for me to put my feet up, which I gladly did. When I was settled he looked straight at me. "What did they do to her?" he asked. I wasn't sure how much to actually tell him. I knew he'd blame himself; after all, they'd only done it to spite him and because Elain was his mate. He seemed to take my silence as his own confirmation that what I had to say wasn't good. "Just tell me," he said, looking over at Elain.

"If I tell you, you have to promise that you won't go out for revenge – Elain made us promise we wouldn't go after your brothers." I looked over to him, and when he gave a barely perceptible nod I continued. I told him in not too much detail what had happened after we'd noticed they were missing, how we'd found him and then had to go search for Elain. When I got to the part about Elain's injuries I stopped, took a deep breath, and looking at the ceiling I told him what they'd done.

His anger was completely understandable, but he was starting to get extremely agitated. He tried to get out of bed, but I grabbed his hand and forced him to look at me. "Nesta and I had to promise Elain that we wouldn't seek revenge, but that doesn't mean this won't go unpunished. We need to send a message that you don't mess with Night court," I told him, with a glint in my eye.

A/N: I'm thinking that Chapter 14 will be the final Chapter of Visiting Spring – but I WILL be continuing this story! It's going to be set a couple of months after this one finishes. I would love some ideas for what you'd like to see happen. Also, I'm not sure whether to write it in Feyre's POV or multi POV. Feel free to leave me a review or drop me a pm with your thoughts!