Lone my dear!
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Thread Topic: Lone my dear!
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Jaxon started to drift off.
(Yeah.. I can't think of one though.) -
Flight slowly fell asleep. Her heartbeat, which had been pounding erratically since she'd returned to the hotel, finally settled to a normal pace.
(Hm... government attack?) -
Maybe.. Hm.)
Jaxon soon fell asleep right after she did. -
(Or one of the remaining wolves from Derrick's pack turns Flight in as the murderer. And then the rest of the pack would have to deal with the sudden realization of the fact they've been harboring the person who killed all those people, while Jaxon's trying to get them to realize she's not a coldblooded murderer.and trying to figure out a way to get her back.)
She had no nightmares this time, falling into a deep sleep. -
Going deep. O.o. Lol.. I like both acctually. Let's do that one you just posted.)
Jaxon unconcisouly rubbed her lower back. -
(Mmk. Maybe start when they wake up?)
Flight shifted in her sleep, reacting to his touch. A small smile flitted across her lips. -
Yeah~)
He smiled and nuzzled her happily. -
She woke up slowly, and she smiled softly as she realized exactly where she was--cradled inside of Jaxon's arms. God, she loved him so much it hurt.
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Jaxon was passed out, he looked peaceful for once but he sniffled slightly.
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Flight didn't move, keeping her breathing even. She didn't want to wake him up; didn't want to disturb him.
Outside, one of the older members of what had been Derrick's pack, led a small group of men towards the hotel. All of the men were geared up, looking highly professional. They crept forward with startling silence. -
Jaxon blinked slowly and woke up. "Hey beautiful." He smiled and kissed her softly.
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She shivered, but this time with happiness. "Morning." She said in a quiet voice, unwilling to break the peaceful morning stillness.
The werewolf broke off and left, not wanting to be associated with turning Flight in. Two men broke off to flank the house. The rest moved forward slowly, still so quietly it was almost as if they had never been there. -
"Sleep well?" Smiles
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Flight nodded. "Better than I have in a long time." She frowned as her senses prickled. "Hm..."
Closer, closer. Soon the men were on the door. One knocked crisply. -
*porch not door
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