*Riordan, Claire, and Brennan*

Fifteen years ago fate had a hand in pushing two unlikely people together.  Although this is a story about Claire our story begins with Riordan McGregory who is despairing in his life.  Too many wars too many battles have scarred his soul beyond repair.  He no longer feels the urge to go on with life walking in this world without a purpose.  He seeks solace in our world wondering around it seeking to temporarily remove himself from his worries and problems.  Lady Gaea seeing his potential and knowing that he was destined for better things pushes him to his this path.  Knowing he would be the one to save her daughter from potential harm.  Putting her daughter into his oncoming direction knowing that they were soul bond to each other.  Connected by a silver cord that no matter how many lifetimes passed they would always find each other no matter how far apart they were.  Death couldn't keep these two apart no matter how long fate destined them to be reincarnated back into this world.  This wasn't the first time they have met but that is another story for another time.  What's important here that a girl meets a boy who needs to be saved.  His last guardianship ended badly with his ward dying feeling like he had betrayed her he seeks to earn his honor back by saving unfortunates in this world.  Here our hero is lost in his thoughts wandering aimlessly down different streets until he hears the sound of a tricycle racing down a pavement.  Her laughter woke him out of his reverie as he looked to where the sound came from.  He only saw the back of her head but he was immediately drawn to her like a moth to a flame.  His sadness immediately forgotten as he felt the pull to see her face and get to know her.  Like invisible strings being pulled he wasn't aware of  himself being pulled towards her.

I wasn't aware of where I was going until I saw a little girl with pig tails racing down the sidewalk on her tricycle peddling for all that she was worth.  I didn't know that the first look into her eyes would set in motion things that were to haunt me for the rest of my life.  Here was my soul mate a 3 year old little girl with dark brown curly hair that was both wild and untamed.  She looked at me with recognition stopping getting off her tricycle rushing towards me with her arms wide open.  "Mine mine mine." she mouthed the words hardly noticing that I was a big bad wolf on the prowl heart broken from too many battle soul scarred to my very core.  I was ashamed of myself because I knew in that very moment I wasn't worthy of someone that good so precious she was.  Her eyes were so innocent full of life and wonder that I found myself open mouthed and full of wonder.  I reached down and scooped her up looking at her pretty face as she smiled at me.  My soul mate was a beautiful luminous eyed girl who smiled at me like I was her world.  She grabbed my face as she positioned me to look into her eyes.  She kissed me then a sweet tender kiss of a toddler who always got her own way.  I knew that my heart was lost to her a tender youth who somehow made my soul whole.  I knew in that very instant that I was going to be the person she needed me to be and deserved.  I kissed her on her forehead knowing that I had to be quick and be gone so that her parents didn't think I was some stranger bent on some sick deranged child abduction.  I sat her down which she immediately pouted putting out her bottom lip that I wanted to hold her again.  "Whats your name?", I asked with whole hearted honesty waiting on baited breath of the angelic name that would be mine forever. "Clare Ann Foster", smiling at me heart melting instantly as I said over and over again her name in my mind.  I have to go sweetheart but I will be back to see you but I will leave you with a present  that you will be able to keep will that make you happy?

I heard him chanting again a white beautiful puppy white with brown eyes greeting me licking my face.  His name is Brennan McGregory and he is yours to keep forever as long as you want him.  She giggled peals of laughter as she hugged his fur against me in child like wonder and in that moment entirely happy.  I was pleased she liked my brother who would watch over her night and day I knew I didn't have to ask him he would gladly watch my mate as I would his if he found her.  I silently backed away trying to melt into the shadows as I watched her glow as happiness was in her very being.  I knew I was forgotten as she ran off to the house the dog following her every step yipping and yapping as Max as she called him watched her every move.  One of her pig tail ribbons flew free of her hair and I raced quickly to grab it before it dropped to the ground.  This was my only connection to my mate until she came of age and recognized me as her own.  One day I vowed I would be near you and show you the man I will become for you.  I closed my eyes chanting softly her ribbon clutched in my hand my life renewed by the chance encounter.  I knew from this moment on that I would be anything she would want me to be.  But first I had to be the person she needed me to be by renewing my vow to the queen and stop hating myself for something I couldn't changed.  I knew she was safe in the company of my brother and I had to go strengthen myself for her.  I faded from this world as she entered her front door puppy in hand asking her parents if she could keep Max.  Knowing they really didn't have a choice as Claire was notorious for being stubborn and strong willed when she wanted to be.

My thoughts drifted back to my brother Brennan he wasn't always heartbroken or lonely tragedy struck and he lost the love of his life.  There are always exceptions to this rule sometimes they come back.  One life isn't enough or maybe they are impatient to be with the ones they are watching suffering with the loss of them.  People love so much in their life that nothing can stop them not even death.  God also makes allowances to take place when opportunities arrive.  I watch him go through the motions of life.  I gave my brother the charge of watching my mate to give his life meaning.   I couldn't stand watching him waste away to nothing day by day he was already painfully thin.  Our twin bond not unlike a mate's bond connected us no matter the distance.  But right now he kept me shielded and at arms length.  Whatever he was feeling he kept a tight control on his emotions.

When she first died I heard him howl at the moon.  I felt his emotions making it hard to breathe like my heart was stuck in my chest.  Tears would come to my eyes and a deep longing despair filled my soul that no amount of time vanished.  Now mind you this was just a glimpse a rare moment when my brother let his guard down and it just about staggered me to the ground.  I clutched at my chest because my heart felt like it was missing.  Right then and there I knew that the full effect in my limited estimation would be crippling.  My eyes were finally opened  with understanding to the old stories of why it was better to give the lost mate a mercy killing.  The blessing was ending the uncalculative misery not at all barbaric like I once thought.  My brother was without hope or direction.  In his animal form he was without human emotions but without purpose.  A perfect killing machine in his own right so that was then I killed 2 birds with 1 stone.  When I brought my brother in his dog form to my mate the transformation in him was gradual at first.  He considered it his duty to protect his brother's mate.  My main idea was to give him another reason to live with a beautiful carefree child who was always on the go.  Claire's Max would watch over her and make sure nothing happened to her.  This is where my brother let's me save his life, gain a purpose, and fall in love all over again.

Trust me when I say this didn't happen over night it was a gradual process one that she might not be so awake of.  I kept seeing day by day my Claire breathing life back into Max with just her child like wonder.  her laughter was contagious and I couldn't help but notice he was letting his guard down again.

*Sophie*
Not in a particularly unrelated part of town a life was being taken.  The sound of car impacting against another car was the last sound Sophie heard .  Her last conscious thoughts as tremendous sharp blackout inducing pain shot through her body was at least I was wearing a seat belt.  A light above her head opened up as Laurel stepped through the doorway exiting the veil beckoned me forward.  A life in exchange for yours do you concede your body?  Your time is up Sophie but you can give life to another who has lost it and save another life in the process.  Will you allow this mortal the possession of your body?  No matter your decision your time here is done.  She walked up to me then she was hanging behind Laurel her arms outstretched towards me.  Luminous hazel eyes greeted me as she waited for my answer.  The yearning in her very being drew me to her.  I closed my eyes searching my heart for an answer.  "Yes, the words felt right on my lips as I walked into her embrace.  Tears of joy sprang into her eyes as she looked at me."  "Are you sure,? Sophie replied tentatively.  I would be in you in your body but be me in my memories and yours.  This was your destined time to die.  The powers that be deemed me worthy enough to go back to him.  The ultimate choice is yours.  I held my breath figuratively speaking I had no real solid body.  But my whole being stood still this woman held my fate in her hands literally.  The chance to see him again was to wonderful to imagine.

Laurel looked at Sophie she concedes her body willingly your shifter soul will merge with hers and heal the broken body.  Your memories will be a little jumbled as your repair the damage.  But essentially the body will repair itself quickly.  The memories will come back to you so don't push yourself too hard.  The original Sophie extended her arms to me welcoming me with a smile.  As I neared her she hugged me closely, "Do me a favor when you have a little girl name her Carla for me please."  I nodded my head I couldn't deny her anything as our bodies merged.  A particular feeling of a rubber band snapping into place as I was pitched into her body.  I felt her spirit caress me as a sister.  She left the body as Laurel took her away.  My body was filled with pain as I tried to test the confines of it.  I moaned out loud as a nurse quickly shot morphine into my IV.  I struggled to keep the vow in my head.  First born Carla.  First born Carla as the medicines goodness hit my veins I was lost in my never never land running on all fours through the forest with him.

A big dopey smile was on my face as the nurse checked my vitals.  Nodding her head in approval as she noticed I visibly relaxed no longer moaning from pain.  Better than the lifeless shell she saw for weeks but the damage was finally healing itself nicely as the bones began to knit themselves together.  The raging infection finally ran its course yesterday as Sophie's fever finally broke.  A miracle the nurse thought to herself.  This one is a fighter.  Someone is looking out for this girl.  Last week I wouldn't of bet ted money this girl would of made it.  But color was returning to her cheeks.  Her formally mottled skin visibly returning to a healthy shade.  No longer did she have the death rattle that normally indicated death was near.  Somehow this girl beat the odds.  Gloria paused and looked closely at Sophie wondering if the facial lacerations were actually there.  The swelling around her face was gone considerably.  Making the sign of the cross silently thanking God for making such things possible.  A chill went down her spine as she let her thoughts stray to God.  Only in God are all things possible as Brother Joey drilled into our heads every Sunday.  Satisfied with her observations making a few notes and adjusting pillows.  Gloria went on her way not knowing she witnessing a rebirth of a human being in action.


*Claire*
I believe the world is a magical place that whatever you dream is possible.  I have held onto this faith making it fuel my desire, making me fearless.  There are gateways surrounding all of us guarded by the gate keepers.  Some are to good places we all would like to visit.  Then others lead to very bad places that should never be explored by anyone not even by accident. There are other people out in the world able to perceive the thin veil that separates us from other dimensions.  I know this because I am one of those born with this talent.  At first I didn't really have control over it and while though I've been lucky not to have been trapped in those dimensions.  You ever hear about people having out of body experiences where you been to places you can't possibly have been cause you were home sleeping in your bed?  Well its kinda like that and if you die in your dreams it happens to you in real life. So there is no coming back.  Hey, I don't make the rules here, its just universal law. Some unstated fact that you can't escape.  I am here to tell you that there are loops holes to everything if only you are clever enough to find them.

A good friend once told me don't let your perception be your deception.  Open your eyes to the world around you and try to focus on it with other senses.  Don't always trust your eyes to be the truth image you never know it could be a glamour.  You will be surprised at some of the things this world has to offer and the veil in between.  Although I'm not going to sugar coat it for you and make it seem less treacherous than it really is.  I am willing to take  my chances with my life everyday. Knowing that the things I do could lead to my death.  I am not immortal. I'm just a human girl who had the unlucky birth to a powerful mother who is more than she seems.  You know the stars aligned in some mysterious way.  Lady luck goes hmmm I wonder how many mortals does it take to screw in a light bulb lets give Claire a try then shall we?!  There is a very good reason why people are afraid of the dark.  Stuff that lurks and thrives in the dark that would make your hair turn white and cause a scream to get trapped in your throat.  You know the study of night terrors where those poor souls who wake up in terror screaming at the top of their lungs because the unknown in there dreams has awaken them.  When they actually come in to focus they have no recollection of what has happened to them.  Their heartbeats are pounding in their chest, body tremors, and sweat drenched body.  I have woken to this when I was little until I learned to control it make it work for me use it to my advantage.  Well there are beings who thrive and live off of such stuff trying to take every once of fear you got in your body and throwing it right back at you.  Hoping that one day they will just plain stop your heart from freight.  I don't know about you but for me as a little kid I had this irrational fear of sticking my feet out of the covers.  I was completely convinced that something in the middle of the night would come snatch my feet and drag me under my bed never to be seen  again.  Okay your probably starting to doubt my sanity at this point.  Wondering if this beautiful girl hasn't came unhinged somewhere down the line.  If your one of those blessed individuals who will never happen to come across any kind of paranormal activity thank your lucky stars.  For the rest of us who have highly developed coping skills with the unknown.  There are some things that go bump in the night that you really shouldn't mess with.

I can tell you from experience that when I was a little girl I was lifted off the ground from a wraith.  Even then they knew how special I was and wanted to be around me.  They used to bring me presents anything I wanted.  I can remember them punishing me as a child as well pulling out all the thumbtacks in the room so I would have to walk through them to get to the door.  My mother  Aeryn would come running while I was screaming at the top of my lungs.  She would get mad at me until she realized even if I grabbed a chair to stand upon I couldn't possibly have taken the ones at the top.  They were simply too far out of my reach.  It was years later when I found out that they were terrorizing my mother for she choose to ignore them while I sat there talking to them giving them more life.  I know there are folk lore around the world that people take for granted but there is always a grain of truth in each statement.  What better way to hide our existence then put it in the forefront warn people to stay away.  Honestly how many would you believe that werewolves exist could actually be your neighbor next door!  If you are reading this I advise you to put this down continue your quiet little lives blissfully unaware that danger lurks around you.  This is just a warning once you perceive us we see you forever you cant turn off the clock and wish  you didn't know.  One you open the Pandora's box all the chaos of my world will spill into yours forever and most people lose their lives or are maimed permanently.

There are so many unexplainable things that happen around the world that simply science can't explain so if you ever feel that slight those goosebumps on your skin go the other way your near a veil or a creature of the night.  I am one of the good guys in the universe who unselfishly puts herself in harms way to save innocents from harm.  Trying to save the whole world one little human at a time.  Pretty much this job has no pay whatsoever.  The hours are hectic, I don't have a health plan, and no bonuses to speak off.  I didn't take this job because I'm a saint far from it. The Morgans took away the one person I love I couldn't sit around and do nothing.  You push me ill push back and lets see how well you fair in this world when I'm done.  I have always been an odd child as long as I have existed.  I'm that outsider bullies love to hate.  The new kid at school too shy to speak up nose stuck in a book or comics.  Escaping this world for brief periods of time letting my imaginations take me to places only the write can imagine.  I'm that girl with the amazing color changing eyes that switch back and forth depending on my mood.  Soft silky brown hair that smells of some fruity scent that I have taken a fancy too.  I can close my eyes and still remember the feel of a rose on my fingertips the way a petal feels being crushed underneath your fingertips.  That ghost scent has always haunted me I can just almost smell it.  I really like all things that glitter, shimmer, are reflective, and shines catching in the sun.  I'm not trying to catch your eye but the world is better place with glitter in it.  How can such a small little thing created such beautiful color in a small little space. Hair color shouldn't be limited by your natural hair color highlights that bring out your feisty side is a must.  I really like red and pink highlights on brown hair something about it always puts a smile on my face.  I never really was into makeup that is for other people who have time but chap stick is a girls best friend. I'm not here to talk about fashion, makeup, or even what to eat this is something I want to put down on paper so you can understand the inner workings of a girl on a mission.

Now here is where my story begins where a girl meets a boy and changes the life of an ordinary girl for the rest of her life.  You ever have one of those days when everything that could possibly go wrong does.  Well when I woke up this morning lacing my docs wearing my skinny jeans to not cover there awesomeness.  Yeah I went there I love Doc Martens favorite boot on the planet.  The shoelace on my boots breaks on me as I was pulling on it.  Normally this wouldn't bother me but the unfortunate chain of events alters my life forever.  Let's be honest if I knew what was going to happen the tiny bit of chicken that's in me would of stayed on snuggled in bed with my dog Max.  The shoelace though was the one that hurt the most fate when your dealing with me leave my damn Doc Martens out of it pretty please with a cherry on top.  Please try to understand that I really had no choice in the inevitable fate has a funny way of throwing a monkey wrench it ones plans.  So however insignificant this may seem to you the end result is still the same.

I entered the kitchen going to get my favorite cereal Blueberry Morning when the bottom falls out.  I am usually a good natured person but I cussed like a sailor I couldn't help it.  Sighing with deep regret I grab the broom and dust pan resigned in the knowledge that I wasn't going to eat my cereal.  When the handle of the broom broke leaving me with a Little Person sized handle when I'm early 5'6.  So I took the handle off and just used the broom part when my mother rounds the kitchen stepping on my hands.  I gave a hearty yelp with my mother  Aeryn apologizing profusely but in the end my hand was smarting.  I empty all contents of that disaster in the trash can removing the bag heading for the main trash can.  When the bag opens up all the garbage near the main bin.  I look heaven ward hoping for some divine intervention knowing I was on my own with this insignificant task.  Feeling a little bit girly after cleaning that up I rush into the bathroom to get the funk of garbage off me.  Still needing breakfast I open a box of oatmeal luckily for me nothing happens and I enjoy my meal in peace.  Heading out the door the newspaper smacks me dead center in my nose causing me to bleed like a faucet.  Pinching my nose I rush into the house grabbing a towel and ice.  Stemming the flow I cleaned myself up again wearing my Jimi Hendrix shirt loving the red color of it. I looked at myself in the mirror surveying the damage outwardly I had no bruises but inwardly it was tender to the touch.  Even now with me poking at it tears were forming at my eyes so I gingerly touch the flesh.  The good news is ill live the bad news is blowing my nose was going to be a grand event ending me with wishing I was a ten seconds later going out that door.

I headed towards my local Cafe that also sold books just what the world needed hyped up bookworms barely able to sit still because the caffeine is coursing through their veins.  Yeah I don't know if my head was in the clouds or I was just not paying attention.  A slight uneven level in the sidewalk sent me crashing on my but as I windmilled trying to correct myself.  I over corrected which sent me off balance wham landed on my backside leaving it tender.  Looking around me making sure no one was a spectator in my clumsy moment my pride taking the hit more than my butt.  I don't know what was happening but usually I have cat like reflexes.  I entered the door with a Stephen King novel in hand hoping my usual seat was open.  I ordered hot chocolate with extra whip cream and chocolate sprinkles.  You have never seen something so pretty that you can drink but the mental image always makes me happy.  I settled down into my book as I momentarily escaped the hum drum of this world.  Transported into the world of  a dark tower and gunslingers trying to right wrongs in a world that has passed over.

It's one of those days typical days where time seems to crawl and I'm spending my lazy afternoon in a cafe.  Curled up with my favorite book tuning out the whole wide wide one little line at a time..  You ever have one of those moments when you just know you click with another human being?  That this person was meant to be in your life forever!  This is how I was for me when I looked into the blue electric eyes of Riordan.  He was like the sun on a rainy day bringing only blessed relief.  You know those days where you want to be anywhere other than where you are but your just stuck.  Here walks in a guys ordering coffee there was just something about him I couldn't tear my eyes from him.  He walks over to me a guy with the most beautiful blue eyes on the planet and asks me if he can sit next to me.  I look around behind me maybe I'm mistaken he cant possibly be talking top me no way. Smiling even more if that was possible," yes I'm talking to you what you reading?" gently shaking his head.  I watched him sniff the air around him cocking his head did he really just do that or I just imagining things.  All of a sudden my brain kicks into high gear I know moments have already passed he is expecting an answer.  "Ummmm a Stephen King novel you know the Dark Tower series with the gunslinger.  You ever read it?" cocking my head challenging him with a smile of my own. I can't say that I have but I'm willing to take a gander at it later when I swing by the bookstore.  I wink at him you know the Book Barn a magical place filled with endless travel destination all in the comfort of your own home.  Speaking of which I need to buy 2 more books and I'll get 30% off my next purchase.  I have been eyeballing a hardback for sometime I wonder if I have enough to pay for it.  What started out as awkward conversation on my part soon time passed quickly between us.  I found myself telling him everything and nothing all at the same time.  It almost seemed non existent time stopped for just two little people you and I but we nothing but dust in the wind.  We didn't stop talking together until the ringer on my phone buzzed stopping me from having diarrhea of the mouth.  It was my mother could 3 hours really have passed it only seemed like moments ago we started talking.  Smiling I picked up the phone already starting to put away my stuff knowing my mother Aeryn wanted me home it must be around dinner time.  "I'll be home soon mom time just got away from me", I said gazing up looking into his eyes.  I could hear the love in my moms voice dinner is done darling come home please.  Yes mom I'm on my way ill be home soon love you.  Bye.  I hurried to finish putting away my stuff leaving a tip on the table Riordan got up and helped remove the trash we left from eating and talking for awhile.  He came up beside me and all of a sudden that song popped in my head.  I had to stifle a grin before I started humming this song for him to hear.  Looking up at him, " So Riordan I gotta go wanna give me your number so we can hang out again real soon?  He grabs my phone entering his number and smiling don't worry I have a feeling that we will be seeing each other real soon.  There is something about you I can't quite put my finger on it but I'm almost never wrong.  Until later Claire stay safe.", then he went off into the sunset like all great heroes only to be seen again the very next day....

Across the street a guy watched in the shadows taking pictures of the scene.  Not missing anything he reported his findings in the phone.  Is she alone Daniel asked the camera man?  No she has her dog with her and I'm pretty sure she just met her future guardian.  Are we a go for tonight then?  Yes all is going as planned we have set up the guards in the castle nothing will stop our plan he dies tonight.  I don't think they suspect me but I grow weary of the cat and mouse game.  I want him dead and that talisman gone and in the hands of the Morgan.  Keep an eye on Claire make sure she stays put she steps outside of her home tonight kill her.  The click of the phone was the catalyst of doom setting things in motion.  Where a man stood a bird flew off in the opposite direction following Claire home as she hurried back to her house.

I headed home walking on cloud nine replaying the conversation over and over again in my head.  I must of had that glow on my face, a sparkle in my eye, some tell tale sign because when I walked into the door.  My mother took one look on my face and asked me with a knowing look whats the boys name?  Do moms have that special esp or something that lets then know hey there is an intruder alert intruder alert boy on premises must establish control.  My mother is scary smart and perceptive nothing gets passed her.  This is why I learned a long time ago that it is better just to tell the truth.  My mother is beautiful in this natural earthy way no muss no fuss goddess beautiful she doesn't even wear makeup.  Why did I get skipped with the gene pool and look like plain ole ordinary me? She even seems to walk without her feet touching the ground gliding with such grace and posture makes me jealous.  Why can't I move like she does am I lacking in some way.  You laugh at me but this is how everybody sees my mother this earthy beauty like poetry in motion she is that amazing.  Then you meet her daughter Claire and they are like oh she has pretty eyes that one.  I always saw my mother as larger than life a force to be reckon with.  No one ever disobeys her instantly they always acquiesce to her demands.  So she looks at me with those piercing eyes of hers, "What's his name Claire?"  His name is Riordan I answered almost immediately and I notice that my mother stiffens and face turns pale.  I look at her recalling with excellent clarity those amazing blue eyes and easy going smiling face.  There is no way a guys should be able to look that beautiful and be a mere human.  Hell he must be an angel just falling from heaven because you cant really call a guy beautiful can you?  That is generally associated with females and not given lightly but he was every bit beautiful to me and I think he knows it.  I can't stop thinking about him is that weird?  I ask my mom with utter sincerity did you feel that way when you met my dad?  She looks at me like I just struck a nerve and says I knew instantly that I would be with your father forever we are connected by a silver cord soul mates now and forever no matter what life we are in we will always find each other eventually.  Okay mom I understand I understand.  I have seen my parents together they always seem to move together always with close proximity of each other.  Talk with each other with only their eyes I want something like that they are my role models.  I know that they argue no parents are perfect but they always seem to speak softly to each other, touch each other lovingly, and make each other happy without even trying.  Dinner goes by quickly she always cooks seems like her favorite thing to do make food from scratch with love.  Is there anything better than that?  I clear away the dishes for her loading the dishwasher so that she doesn't have to do it.  I know that she appreciates this my mother does almost everything for us its what moms do I guess.

*Sophie*
Sophie opens her eyes the world was too bright and too shiny.  Instantly she shrank back from the light making her clinch her eyes shut.  "Open up", a commanding voice insists.  I shake my head gently feeling as week as a kitten.  "No", I say as forcefully as I can but the word comes out in a harsh whisper.  Slowly I opened my eyes a thousand rays of light blind me.  In a  moment I'm confused to where I am nothing around me seems familiar.  A doctor is standing over me calling me Sophie.  I frown cause that wasn't my name but I couldn't seem to recall why!  "My name is"  I couldn't feel in the blanks literally my mind was cloudy.  It was on the tip of my tongue as I tried to focus hard on what my name was.  "Sophie", confusion is natural you have been in a coma for awhile.  Please try to relax everything will be alright."  My kind eyes doctor said with compassion.  There was someplace I was supposed to be and a person I desperately wanted to get back to.  He was suffering without me with him I can feel his pain.  Like a knife cutting me but his image was fading from me.  All I could see was a picture of a dog with a beautiful brown eyes.

Now I know my mind is playing tricks on me.  Wonder if I was a pet owner before the accident?  The responsible owner would feel the need to get back and take care of her pet?  I had this feeling in the pit of my stomach that I needed to be somewhere else.  But all these things were confusing.  "Dr Sophie Reynolds", we need you to sign a few papers your parents will be here shortly."  "I'm a doctor?"  I croaked out this time my voice was louder than a whisper.  Images of dogs and cats filled my mind as I ran thru my daily checklists.  Different faces and pets brought back fleeting memories that I was desperately trying to hold on to.  I wasn't a human doctor but an animal doctor this is why I probably wanted to get back to my practice.  I had injured pets to get back to maybe that was my urgency.  That was a concern of mine but that didn't quite feel right to me.  His eyes came back to me then a love of such intensity surrounded me.  I closed my eyes and whispered Brennan.  As soon as I said the name I remembered another time another place.  The moment I had a foot hold on it the memory was gone.  Frustration surged thru me like no other but my main concern was getting up and Adam.  Start on the things you can do and work you way from there.  Two strangers came into the room looking concerned and happy.  They looked familiar but I couldn't place the faces.  Warmth and love was what I was associtating with them.  Strange enough hot chocolate and marshmallows on a Sunday morning over breakfast.  "Mom and Dad is that you?  My head started hurting real bad worse than I could of imagined as the blackness engulfed me again and I welcomed sweet oblivion...

*Claire*
I head up to my room putting on my pj's hurrying so I can get ready for tomorrow I have a job interview and I want to be bright eyed and bushy tailed for it.  Brushing my teeth I head off to bed I don't even realize that I have fallen asleep the last thing I remembered was my head hitting the pillow.  Pulling up the covers to cocoon myself in.  This is where our story begins a girl falls asleep and she is transferred into another realm pulled along until she finds herself watching a queen weep over her dying husband.  Lady are you alright?  Her eyes is what captures me at first those orbs so grief struck.  I feel her pain like a physical blow and momentarily I take a step back.No one could live with that kind of pain.  I grabbed my chest stilling my heart for fear that it would stop in my chest the pressure was so great.  Suddenly the weight was lifted like it never existed at all but I could feel it.  I'm sorry dream walker you came here to witness this I usually have my shields up.  She gives me a second look really looking this time I didn't realize you would be so young.  My first thoughts were she knows me?  I was taken back by her acknowledgement of me.  Her familiarity of me making me stumble over my words, "How do you know me?"  Only a dream walker would be able to answer my summons.  She smiled at me bitterly a powerful one at that.  Even I wasn't aware that I had summoned you.  The Morgan came and murdered my husband and stole his amulet.  A powerful talisman that control the horde from invading our lands.  The amulet holds the key to binding the will of this land to a ruler and only people of royal blood are able to control it.  I need you to get it back for me only then will my husband be at peace.  I don't know how they got in the castle its nearly impossible without detection.  Our guards should have known instantly when enemies have breached the borders but not even a whisper or a hum of alarm.  Hell he doesn't even look disturbed in his sleep he looks peaceful.  She looks at him then stroking his cheek with utter love.  Bending down she kisses him lightly until "we meet again sweetheart I'll avenge your death."  The way she said this with absolute certainty I believed every word she said.  I felt vaguely uncomfortable like I'm witnessing something that should be done in private so intimate was the scene.  Will I ever love someone like that?  "Guards. Guards send me my tracker and make it quick." , she said with a flip of her hand.  They hurried to obey her command not hesitating for a second moving with lightning quickness no way they could be human I could barely follow them with my eyes.  What the hell are these beings?  Why aren't I home in bed sleeping the sleep of the dead cause you know you can't wake me I'm a hard sleeper always have been.  I was startled out of my reverie as her musical voice so soft enchanted me once again I was finding myself instantly liking her.  She straighten herself to her full stature making me aware of her full height.  Her ears was pointed kind of like what Elven princesses I could picture in my mind looked like.  A man glided in the room his form seemed vaguely familiar to me.  I found myself instantly drawn to him like a moth to a flame.  "Yes my queen how may I be of service?'  bowing his head.  That voice that sound I would know him anywhere didn't I meet him just yesterday.  I need you to track that Morgan who did this and bring me back that talisman we must not delay all depends on this.  Even with my power I can't hold back the tide forever soon they will break my will and they will come rushing towards us.

A man entered the room swiftly walking with the born confidence and animal intensity I found myself glued to his every moment.  Time seemed to still as he looked at me instantly I knew him he was the guy I met the other day at the bookstore.  "Yes my queen, how may I be of service;" he said with a bow his eyes leaving mine for her momentarily.  "I need you to track down the Morgan who did this and recover the amulet he stole off my husband.  I want that Morgan dead he shouldn't be allowed to live not even another day.  Whatever composure she had she suddenly lost as she screamed these words with so much hatred that made me flinch.  He gaze was terrible and beautiful at the same time her absolute rage was evident that I was glad that wasn't directed at me.  Blinking and checking herself she looked at me.  "Forgive me Claire Bell normally I am calm and tranquil but I can't help my passion.  He was the one who held me in place my other half.  I am lost without him my heart is broken.  Tears flowed freely down her cheeks as she sagged to the ground Riordan ran to her.  My queen your wish is my command. It will be done as you wish don't worry leave everything to me. I will not come back till its finished. Riordan took that opportunity to look me over casting a sideways glance at me scenting the air.  Whatever he saw in me he silently approved he nodded at me glancing at the door urging me in that direction.  I will leave you now and we will hunt them pulling out his flask he handed it to the queen who took it eagerly.  Drink this you will fall asleep and be at peace for awhile.  Gratefully she complied and he lifted her up walking her to her room in his arms as she gulped down the flask.  Tipping her head until every last drop was gone she looked at me.  "I'm sorry our first introduction had to be this way I hope to meet you again under more pleasant circumstances", her eyes bored into my soul.  I knew she was telling the truth already the drink was having its effect on her.  She suddenly couldn't keep her eyes open while her whole body began to relax.  I followed Riordan to her chambers as he gently set her on the bed pulling the covers over her.  He rang for her servants while we headed for the door.  Get her ready for bed make sure she is taken cared of while I'm gone.  Don't leave her alone she will need her family and friends around her send for them while I am away.  Make all the necessary arrangements and get the counsel together we will be at war soon.

He lead me into Armory: a room so full of weapons and armor that I stood there mouth open like a goldfish that he had to chuckle at me.  I turned this way and that going down aisle after aisle of weapons wondering how in the heck do I choose from such beautiful weapons.  He looked at me and said you must choose something that you are drawn to Claire you will know the moment you touch it if its yours to keep.  I wondered what he meant by this but I suddenly looked at a sword with twin wolves running around its hilt and I knew that was mine.  The matching armor was next to it that looked like it was made for me.  I stood next to it looking at Riordan, "I think this is it?'  I picked it up feeling the weight of it and felt the power surge through me while the runes flashed golden and glowed.  You have chosen well the sword has accepted you as his master that swords name is Wolf's Bane it has an ancient wolfs blood in it who died in honor.  That sword is legendary and entirely unpredictable.  It has a mind of its own but will protect the wielder without fail as long as she puts her trust in it.  His soulful blue eyes met mine and he looked at me with such intensity that I felt a fever take hold of me.  My very skin felt hot to the touch wherever he looked at me I felt exposed to my very core.  Was there ever a guy alive on the planet that had eyes like that cool like water but with so much heat?  He smiled his wolf like smile grinning at me from ear to ear, "You need to learn to shield yourself. Your like an open book that is easily read I can hear every thought in that pretty little head of yours."  I felt like I have been slapped in my face blood rushing to every pore in my cheeks that I had to turn a shade of tomato.  I lowered my eyes willing myself to melt into the cracks in the floor as I tried to still my beating heart.

I followed him as he grabbed the gear putting it on me tighten and loosening different straps until it fit me perfectly.  I looked like a knight of old with my beautiful shiny armor that didn't even weigh close to a pound.  The gauntlets he put on me where of a silver color that had strange and soothing markings on them glowed again slightly. "Have you ever wielded a sword in your life Claire?", he said suddenly breaking my concentration as I was awestruck by my beautiful armor.  "No", my quick reply sounded loud to my own ears I was ashamed to admit this.  I wanted his approval so badly that I was a little unsure of myself.  "You will learn today quickly enough let the sword guide you when you go into battle.  Wolf's Bane will never lead you astray as long as you trust in him."  Riordan looked at me again eyeing my armor and turning me this way and that pounding the armor in places but I felt not a thing.  The last thing he put on my head was a helmet that looked like a wolfs head made out of silver.  He opened the visor fitting the straps underneath my skin until they fit perfectly as he adjusted the tilt of the helmet.  He grabbed my hand cutting me with the knife the sting of the wound made me cringe but I said nothing.  He dipped his hand in it tracing symbols on my chest bracers leggings and helmet.  Last but not least did he rub my blood on the sword as it glowed a fiery hot red as it absorbed my essence into the sword.  You are now bond to the armor and weapons Claire they will be at your side no matter what and they began to disappear into my skin even my sword melted into my arm.  I had a moment of panic as I felt it slide into me but it wasn't painful at all somehow I felt safer than I have in a long time.  "Your armor is a living vessel dependent upon your will but it has a mind of its own.  You will need to learn to trust your instincts as your wield your weapons.  I trust in time that you will bear the Wolf's Bane proudly and be an accomplished warrior.  There is no time to train you right now but we will start in two days time."  He said this matter of fact as if I had no choice which I knew I didn't but part of me felt rebellious at the command. I would have to trust in this guy who I met a few days ago with my life and try not to hinder his obnoxious bossy nature.

The next moment he stood near me so close that I could feel his breath on my cheek looking up into his eyes I knew something was about to happen he had made a decision without me knowing it.  I thought for a moment he was going to kiss me but that idea was quickly crushed.  He was looking into my eyes so intently again that feeling like I belonged here in this time with him was so strong and so right.  I Riordan give my life into your service as your protector and guardian.  I will freely give up my life if it is to protects your from death.  I forever keep this vow for the rest of my life until the last beating of my heart.  He cut him hand binding his hand and my hand I felt a pull towards him like we were connected forever.  Suddenly all kinds of images filled my head his life flashed before my eyes.  All this information about him and what he did in the past was at my fingertips.  I felt myself giving into everything my life was being flowed into him as well as we exchanged every tiny bit of ourselves to each other.  I knew without a doubt that I was forever going to be protected.  That he was older than he seemed cause horseless carriages hasn't been around in a few hundred years.  Castles with knights in them hardly existed anymore.  Queens and Kings of old were very much real in his time and I was awestruck of how much life he actually lived.  His melodious words broke me out of my trance as he chanted words so beautiful and simple.  I didn't understand the language but I got the meaning he was pledging his life for mine throughout eternity.  From this moment forward we would forever be linked bond and tied together as long as each of us had breath in our bodies.  A memory of him was tugging in the back of my mind of a dog and him handing Max to me but that was ridiculous...

This is blood magic Claire this is what binds us I have chosen to give my life in service as your guardian since I am highly prized and sought after you should be honored. I rolled my eyes at that moment feeling haughty at his arrogance but I realized he wasn't trying to be he was being straight forward.  His words ringed true from his lips and I was awestruck at how beautifully simple our lives have become.  The complex nature of our souls and how we met was destined.   I don't take lightly to whom I choose to give this honor to but I knew you were special the moment I met you.  I just didn't know I would be your guardian till fate pushed you into my direction.  Just know that whatever wound you sustain will be inflicted on me so be careful with that body of your literally my life is in your hands.", he said with a gentle shrug of his shoulders almost as if this wasn't major news.  I smiled as prettily as I could and bowed my head knowing this was a great honor he was bestowing on me, "I will do my best Riordan."  I knew in my heart I meant this but really how hard could it be to stay out of trouble?  I looked into his eyes trusting his ever word warm fuzzy feelings were forming in the pit of my stomach and I could of sworn my heart just skipped a beat.  That feeling that we connected was there in full force as his thoughts were being carefully filtered to block whatever he was thinking only honor and respect showed peaked through our bond.  I gleamed that he was highly anticipating my every move and wondered if I found him attractive at all.  I kept a straight face knowing he really didn't mean to leak this to me because he kept telling himself keep it to yourself be the guardian your supposed to be idiot.  God his blue eyes were beautiful and I couldn't help but stare at him like a lovestruck teenager with her very first crush hell who was I kidding they really didn't make humans this pretty.  "Doll face your going to have to learn to not broadcast your inner thoughts so loud cause I can hear you loud and clear.  I know I'm a good looking the ladies love Riordan.  I'm a fine example of a shifter.  I rolled my eyes oh yeah did I mention he was humble too?  No need to be when you look this good?  He started flexing and I couldn't help myself I swung out my fist to connect with his arm.  I hit him for all I was worth my hand was smarting when I was done.  He grimaced in mock pain she loves me look at this God she is already giving me love taps she is smitten with me.  He grabbed my hands kissing the very fist I punched him with and I felt the very breath knocked out of me.  He knew the effect he had on me smiling smugly as his thoughts were broad casted loudly in our bond.

I need you to trust in me and follow my every move your going into this green as grass so I hope you will learn quickly.  Your the most powerful and talented human I have seen in centuries you remind me of an ancient fairy princess of yourn with your eyes and smile.  I looked at him funny then you know you really don't look that old to me.  Smiles, "Looks are deceiving Doll face."  All traces of playfulness was gone as he went into warrior mode and teacher. Follow where I go and always trust your instincts.  I need you to act without hesitation or remorse the creature we are about to face has none of these qualities.  The Morgans do not hesitate and will show you no mercy or quarter.  He reached out his hands to me as I put mine in his he pulled me near to him disturbingly slow.  I could hear his heart beat slow to the rhythm of mine as my heart did a double take.  Was this how it is when you fall in love with a perfect stranger?  Love at first site?  I made sure that wasn't exploited thru our bond growing a little more confident with my abilities I didn't want to seem like a child to him which he must think I am compared to him and his age.  He has had centuries to live his life and I was just beginning mine as an adult.  I wonder what he must think of me immature, rash, impulsive, and childlike?

When I looked around me no longer were we in the Armory but in a clearing in the woods.  A blanket of leaves from the high tree tops covered and blocked out most of the moon very little light showed forth on the ground.  But luckily for me I my eyes adjusted quickly and I could see clearly in the near dark.  The hum of the crickets in the woods sounded eerily familiar to me a magical sound.  I surveyed my surroundings being every watchful of danger and the void zone he was thinking about in his mind of what to watch for. These woods accept us as her guardians but be every watchful for danger the Morgan is in there somewhere waiting for us.  He will try to come at you when your guard is down so keep it up at all times.  Once again he was sniffing the air trying to catch the scent of his prey I was admiring his form as he walked silently.  He cocked his head in a strange intensity that I was finding fascinating and I wished I had his knowledge.  He locked eyes with me instantly sharing what he knew and I didn't feel left out anymore.  This is how it felt when you are bonded to someone like a computer and files pushed back and forth as you download from each other.  He was already poking inside my brain I could feel him wiggling about in my head but it wasn't a bad thing.  Oddly I found it comforting his presence made me feel safe and secure like a blanket and Max.

I felt that ever snap of the twigs and leaves that I was stepping on was being loud and obnoxious while he walked with precision and lack of sound.  I found myself admiring his form and grace as he moved through the woods silently.  How do you do that walk so quietly I asked through our bond words were not needed anymore I had to be as silent as possible.  Doll face you will learn in time.  Once again I felt that flutter in my chest did he really think I  was pretty?  Smiling I can read your thoughts like an open book and yes I find you are the most beautiful female on the planet with your eyes.  You should already know this hasn't anyone ever told you this?  I shook my head afraid to let my doubt show of what he was saying if anything I have always felt awkward and an outsider while everyone else got the attention.  He was distracting me with his masculine ways I knew this but I was like a moth to the flame.  His smile burned in me but he pointed in another direction changing our direction in the woods.  I went into warrior mode feeling a little out of place following behind him but I obeyed like a good little human I was.  We kept going for what seemed like a mile or so when I felt that odd displacement like a void zone was near us.  Like something was wrong and the hairs on my neck was standing up.  Before I could register this feeling to Riordan he turned so fast I almost couldn't follow covering me with his arm holding me still.  Sniffing the air again feeling the wrongness of the situation he told me to be on my guard.  The most ruggedly handsome I have ever seen in my life attacked Riordan and I believed Riordan was gorgeous but this guy had a wrongness about him that I couldn't put my finger on.  I was like a deer in the headlights as I stood there frozen in place watching the scene unfold before me.  Is it in the water to produce good looking males of their stature?  Whatever it is it was working for them but I couldn't help to feel lacking in comparison to them.

The battle raged on as Riordan roared in his fury the sound almost made me jump out of my skin so intense was the sound.  I know for a fact that my little surprise yelp betrayed me because Riordan just grinned his triumphant grin as he flashed me an award winning smile.  I could barely follow the movements and it didn't help that no real light showed through the trees to give me any help.  They were circling each out Riordan's hands were claws and they looked vicious as hell.  The Morgan held a sword slicing and hacking at Riordan to no avail he just simply vanish and reappear right out of reach.  I don't know if I was really paying attention or not until I felt my side get run in by a sword.  I must of looked dumbfounded as I watched the sword being removed from my side without very much pain kind of like a bee sting and then it was gone.  Another Morgan circled me and I wasn't even aware he was there until it was too late.  I swung my sword to meet his sword but he easily deflected it mocking my clumsily attempts to injure him.  Round and round we went but I couldn't land a blow no matter how hard I tried.  He smacked me on the rear for good measure mocking me making me feel humiliated and mad as all hell.  Something in me broke loose like opening up the flood gates as power surged through me.  My eyes light up like the fourth of July and pure bloody rage consumed me.  Where my sword missed before struck true I finally got a hit in and it cut him deep.  The look of smugness was gone and replaced by a moment of fear before the mask was put in its place.  No longer was his face smirking at me as a look of horror replaced it.  I revelled in that look as I took joy in his pains.  I was one with my body the universe was  at my fingertips.  A thousand other things flowed through me as all the knowledge of the universe flooded me.  I knew what I was meant to do.  I felt what it was like to be everywhere and nowhere at once.  I ended his life shortly after with great satisfaction knowing he wouldn't live to see another day.  I pushed my sword out of his body with my Docs wiping my word off on some leaves.  Riordan was looking at me with an intense look of pride I blushed clear to the tips of my toes.  he was holding a necklace in his hands blinking beautiful.  Glowing where the enchantments caught the light I caught of glimpse of its true power.  "You need to fire them up least they regenerate.  He pointed his hands over the corpse burning white light poured fourth as he burnt the body to ash.  Chanting that mysterious language again he drew his hands over the soil purify it of any contaminants of the Morgan.  Their blood have a poisonous quality that disturbs the wildlife and cause them to mutate out of control into something else.  The woods here are pure and true we do not want to disturb the natural order of things.  His corpse was dispatched as quickly as mine was.  We continued on tracking the other cause they always traveled in pairs.


My body survived the 3 mile run.  I was in my happy place when I felt the void happen.  Riordan growled raising his hackles instantly switching forms naked only for an instant before he was in his armor.  What I saw would forever be seared into my memory I doubt anybody should look that good.  I barely had enough time to collect myself when I was hit like a ton of bricks the collision knocking the breath from me.  Claws digging into my chest going straight for my heart Riordan threw the vampire off my body before he dropped to the ground seemingly dead.  I called to me my armor magically appearing on my body while I fought to catch my breath as I healed instantly.  I swung my sword catching the vampire in the shoulder pinning him into the tree as I drove with every ounce of my strength.  The vampire hissed at me his glaring his hateful eyes at me that was surprisingly cunning for an animal.  How much humanity is left in that being I had no idea but I knew his intent was to kill me I had no doubts of this.  Curses and cussing at me led me to believe he was just buying time to heal from the sword as he tried to pull it out.  His hatred rolled off him in ways and I quickly slammed up my shields not to be overload with the sensation and lose focus.  I fired at him with my hand white hot fire exploded from my fingertips as I seared a huge hole in his chest missing his heart by mere inches.  He pushed against the sword ripping his arm free of the sword tracing instantly away from me before my sword connected again.  I felt my sword lodge into the tree instantly I yanked it free ready to defend myself if need be.  Luckily Riordan grabbed him I guess his temporarily fainting spell ended he was man handling the vampire like he was nothing.  "You must either aim for the heart or chop of his head or he will regenerate and come after you Claire."  I traced in front of him this time getting it right and aimed directly at his heart.  Not missing this time he crumbled to the ground as Riordan let him go moving back away from the heat.  I didn't stop until his entire body was devoured nothing but ash remained.  I felt the earths pain of the toxins the vampire left behind I continued to purge the ground.  But nothing I did affected it Riordan laid his hand on me let me do this Doll face this is my duty you will learn this later.  He closed his eyes chanting a soft melody that was beautiful and magical to me purifying the earth only then did I feel satisfied.  I tested the damaged to my body knowing that I just took claws to the chest wondering if I still had a heart left?  Smiling to myself at my own joke.

I lifted up my shirt surveying the damage marveling at the lack of pain only then did I realize I was whole.  Why aren't there puncture wounds on my chest I could of swore I got nailed literally.  My eyes met Riordan's as the questions were forming in my mind that connection ever present.  "Now you understand the nature of our bond Claire for as long as I breath no harm shall come to pass to you."   We are blood bond for your injuries to pass to me.  Since I am a shifter your injuries pass to me and I heal no harm done.", with a shrug of his shoulders.  He met my eyes again and I understood what he meant by take care of my body he received all the punishment. The memories of what I have been doing to him literally when I swung my sword and how easily he took this in silence.  Never once chastising me for my ignorance he bore this with perfect love and honor.  I bowed my head tears forming in my eyes.  How many times was I careless taking injury while he suffered in unknown agonies at his expense.  I couldn't help it the realization set in of the burden he carried.  I sat on the ground hugging my knees to myself as I cried to my very soul.  No amount of comfort could of stopped me from crying for all I was worth.  I really didn't care that he saw me let go for the first time in years that I carefully held back this dam of emotions.  Normally you couldn't figure out what I was thinking my face never betrayed me.  It was too much for him to bear for someone like me my heart was in pieces so guilt ridden I was.  I felt his arms circle me. "Please don't cry it's my honor to carry this."  His simple words making it worse my heart gave way to even more sobs.  What seemed like some time later I finally quit.  I felt his breath on my neck while the tears coursed down his face.  "Not you too!", I'm the only one allowed to blubber I'm a girl."  I can't help it Doll face I feel your pain we are bonded.  I'd rather take a sword to the chest than hear you cry.  I knew he was absolutely sincere in his words our bond connecting us said more in feelings than his mere words could express.  I did a mental shake I was dangerously close to tears again.  One little nice thing from him would send me over the edge into oblivion of crying.  That's how close I was to losing it again only my will held back the treacherous emotions.  My eyes were beautiful luminous orbs of water looking at him with my whole being.  I wanted to give back all the times I took him for granted but no amount of "I am sorry would do for him".  I vowed right then and there to be a better person and to act accordingly.

He hauled me up by my hand, "If you weren't such a baby we would be home by now." Winking at me like he was the devil.  I socked him in his arm he feigned mock injury making me laughed hard.  Dropping to the ground like he was dying moaning crazily and yelling out why god why do you have to stick me with this mean spiteful girl.  I leaned over him and stuck out my tongue and he grabbed my body dragging me down to him.  His calloused hands felt like it belonged there and I wasn't in a hurry to let his hand go.  He did finally deem it worthy to let my hand go as we neared the door no way was both of us going to fit in the door.  I felt the loss of contact immediately feeling needy to have him touching me again.  He choose to keep silent on this I knew my shields weren't up so I was broadcasting loudly.  We ate dinner in silence devoid of conversation saying nothing and everything at once with our eyes. Somehow when our eyes met I felt naked and exposed to him making me blush clear to my roots.  His ring felt warm on my finger while I kept toying with it fueling the silence.  Clean up followed soon after but I was dragging my heels willing the time to last longer.  "Claire I have to return the Queen summons me but I'll be back tomorrow", he said reluctantly.  I knew he really wanted to say more his eyes telling me what his mouth didn't say.  I did the first thing that I thought of that would finally sink into his caveman skull.  I kissed him for all that it was worth and for the first time in a long time I felt like I was home.  Surprise lite up his face as he pulled me closer to him.  I didn't realize I grabbed him by his hair and pulling him closer.  All of me wanted him near but he gently pushed me away cradling my head.  Your going to be the death of me Claire Bell but there isn't any place I rather be.  With a kiss on the forehead he stepped back from me a smile playing on his lips.  You know if I get that reward every time I take an injury from you.  I hope to get injured everyday of my life.

Smiling he looked at me, "Your a natural Doll face".  Grabbing my hand once more he closed his eyes chanting.  The air got thick surrounding us as our bodies hurried through the veil of his world and mine.  The pressure was pretty intense but somehow I really didn't mind as our body was pressed together I closed my eyes to listen to his heartbeat.

Before I knew it I was standing outside my house looking at the darkened lights wondering what my mother would say to me.  He slipped a ring on my finger that looked like an old beautiful Celtic ring of wolves chasing each other over and over again.  If you ever need me just think of me and I'll come running to you.  It was then did I noticed it was slipped upon my ring finger and I caught my breath.  Was this what it was like when you had an guardian were you married.  A puzzled look crossed my face as many emotions came crashing down I wasn't ready for marriage I was still trying to get to know myself how in the hell would I measure up to a century old shifter?  Whatever happened I didn't even get to ask him questions because when I looked up he was gone.  Hell he didn't even give me a chance to reject his ring and when I tried to take it off wouldn't come off like it was stuck like glue over my finger no matter how many times I stuck my finger in my mouth and got it wet.  Sighing I just went with the flow and tried not to think of the explanations I was going to have to give to my mother about why it was there.  I closed my eyes then and  I willed him back to me.

Part of me wishing and hoping I just didn't make a grand fool of myself.  Another part of me triumphing over the fact that he kissed me earnestly back in return.  He couldn't deny what happened between us anymore than he could deny the sun.  For once Claire had the upper hand and I wasn't about to let that go.  Sometime later while I was lost in my thoughts my fingertips still touching my lips as I tried to hold on to the memory of that feel.   Max choose that time to come home going straight for his food dish leaving me to my own thoughts.  If I didn't know myself better I would swear I was developing my first crush.  This isn't where Claire starts righting Claire and Riordan a million times together on a piece of paper.  This definitely wasn't the time where I was going to plan my future together and have such silly notions in my head of marriage and my happily ever after.  But I knew that in my dreams tonight a blue eyed devil was going to be in them and I couldn't wait to rush up stairs and sleep.  A smile was on my face as my head hit the pillow before I knew it I was asleep.

Fear trickled through my entire length of my body leaving me with the feeling of dread.  I was acutely aware that I wasn't even alone in the room.  The hairs on the back of my neck stood up.  The pounding in my chest felt like it was making a thunderous sound even to my own ears.  I tried to even out the rhythm of my breathing but it sounded painfully loud and growing louder by the minute.  I could hear the click of the door as it slid open making me question my choice of pajama's.  Really power puff girls are my guilty pleasure.  yeah I know what you are thinking but I still watch the cartoon network like it was going out of style.  I'm still a kid at heart and that will probably never change no matter how old I get.  Whomever was in my room wasn't taking any precautions to mask their presence which could only mean one thing.  They already thought that I was an easy target.  My senses were on red alert to any movement from any direction. I could hear the door slide open making me question my choice of pajama's.  Really Power Puff Girls are my guilty pleasure.  Yeah I know what you are thinking but I still watch the Cartoon Network like I was still a kid.  My heart sounded painfully loud to my own ears as panic slowly started trickling throughout my body.  I tried to even out my breathing to an even rhythm.   I was prepared for any attack.  I felt the air move as if something large was passing through it when something heavy landed on my bed.  In an instant I felt like the worlds biggest idiot.  My dog Max was just either trying to cuddle or stand guard you take your pick.  He nuzzled me with his nose touching me with his cold nose as he dug himself underneath the covers.  I   opened the blankets to make it easier for him to be comfortable.  Laying his head on the pillow he yawned this big doggy yawn that was both adorable and precious all in one.  Next thing I knew he was snoring away happily sleeping the sleep of the dead while I was wide awake.  I stayed awake involuntarily until the wee hours of the morning.  My last conscious thought was seeing the sunrise coming through my bedroom window before I thankfully fell asleep.

I didn't awake until I felt another presence in my room staring at me.  You know that feeling when you feel someone eyes staring at you and you turn around looking for the one and you make eye contact with a stranger whose staring at you intently.  "You know Claire you have bed head and you drool in your sleep", smiling at me with perfectly placed hair that never seemed out of place.  What is he using some high tech hair gel, hair spray, hair wax, or maybe some other world hair tonic.  Whatever it was it made me jealous because no matter how hard I try my hair never was tame.  My hair had  a mind of its own no matter how hard I tried to manage it.  I could only just pony tail it and hope I didn't have fly a ways.  I shot straight up in bed wiping my face feeling nothing there.  Smoothing down my hair I gave him my worst stare I could muster.  You know that kind of look that says mess with me I dare you.  He didn't even flinch just smirk at me with his non-chalant smile even wider winking at me for good measure.  I don't know what it is about Riordan that made me so damn irritable against him.  My first thought was to take a baseball bat and pound the smugness right off his face.  "You know Doll face that I heal quickly in fifteen minutes or less it will be gone and I'll be as good as new.  But that poor defenseless bat would of been waisted for nothing on a pathetic handsome wretch as me."  I don't know why I let him make me want to hurt him but I felt like doing some major damage to his very perfectly placed features.  I really wished this bond thing worked better where was you when I needed you last night.  I was terrified of my dog named Cujo last night and you were no where to be found.  Doll face you were in no danger what so ever except being embarrassed by your own over active mind.  I was right outside your door counting the moments until you fell asleep I didn't want you to be self conscious of what happened.  I never left you but you wasn't in danger from Max there.  If you want me to hold your hand until you fall asleep I'll do that with pleasure."  His annoying habit of always grabbing my hand was oddly comforting which seemed to make me feel even more aware of him.
I grabbed my blue D&D t-shirt and jeans heading for the bathroom quickly grabbing my favorite pair of Doc Martens.  My boots were like walking on pillows plus the sole of my boots had a life time guarantee.  Needless to say I have 5 pairs in my collection hoping my birthday yields another pair.

I made a uneventful escape to the bathroom aware that his eyes followed my every move.  I hated that I was so damn self conscious around him watching my every move.  His eyes never missed anything it was pretty unnerving sometimes his intensity of his eyes boring into my eyes.  Okay note to self I will stop thinking about his beautiful eyes and try to have some female sense of hey he is my guardian not some gorgeous six pack having stud.  Sigh.  That certainly wasn't helping at all in my mind.  So I started singing my favorite song from the group Dead by April trying to remove that enticing image from my mind.  I dressed as fast as I could putting my hair in a braid.  Brushing my teeth with all the frustration I had pent up in me my gums were smarting when I was done.  I stuck out my tongue examining the plague on it brushing it off and then brushing the roof of my mouth for good measure. My dentist would love me the next time I had my check up cause I even flossed my teeth for good measure swishing mouth wash in my mouth for a full 2 minutes before the antiseptic burnt the hell out of my already punished gums.  I took the stairs two at a time leaping at the end sliding barely missing the door.  I rounded the kitchen door prepared to scarf all the food down that I could.

When I noticed he was sitting in my seat already eating food.  Smiling at me with those pearly white teeth, "Your mother is an excellent cook.  I would like to kiss the cook like the apron says but I know that your father would end my life."  My mother normally so composed blushed scarlet giving him a wink already succumbing to his charm.  "My mother is pretty picky who she let's kiss her", I said with pride.  I took the guest seat feeling out of sorts my normal routine was off.  Why does he always make me feel off balance.  My treacherous heart gave a lurch and I gave him a side long glance.  Why was he beautiful like those carved statues in the museum of art.  I could stare into his eyes forever.  He beamed up at me in between bites winking at me not skipping a beat.  This guardian bond thing was starting to get on my nerves.  I really need to learn to shield my thoughts better cause this is starting to become embarrassing.  My inny thoughts were starting to become my outty thoughts without me being aware of it and he could read it right out of my mind as I thought it.  I finished breakfast in silence only sounds were the utensils hitting our plates.  I even managed to sneak a few bites of bacon to Max who layed his adorable head on my knee quietly waiting for bites begging in silence.  Already knowing I would share my food when no one was looking this has always been the case for as long as I can remember.  My Max was spoiled as they come knowing he was loved was an everyday event.  "We have sword training today Doll face and I'm going to run you through your paces.  I plan on to have you so damn tired by the end of the night you can't even lift your arms."  He smiled at me wickedly grabbing our dishes hurrying to the kitchen.  I watched him clean every dish earning brownie points with my mother.  She is a hard one to impress but when it happens you know she takes extra care with you.  I grabbed the garbage not to be outdone by him two can play at that game.  I swept the kitchen floor like I was a person possessed while he waited for me to finish.  After we were done the kitchen looked the way my mom always left it.  I knew what was coming next and I wasn't surprised how he grabbed my hand closing his eyes and chanted.  I felt the pressure again pushing me against him making me aware of how entirely muscular his body is.

We ended up in the candy store of all armories.  I already knew in my mind what sword I wanted the twin wolves chasing each other around in the sword.  When I held it in my hand it just felt so right and nothing felt so comfortable as the hilt.  He looked at me cocking his head like he always does throwing me the sword which I instantly caught with my hand..  My bracers and chest plate came next which he quickly tied me up in it making sure all the buckles where in place for my safety which he always took every opportunity to assure my safety.  I knew in my heart he wasn't being a pervert just being overly cautious with my well being cause he took the punishment if he was lax.  The armor was the complete I have been eyeballing the last time I was here all twin wolves chasing each other.  Everything matched and I was feeling like a true knight in my armor as he finished the last touches of getting me ready.  Smiling, "I had this made for you since you seem to like that sword I wanted something very special for you so the Elves worked their magic into the armor you will notice that it has no discomfort as it conforms to your body."  Only then did I realize everything fit like a glove almost like a second skin.  He cut his hand again tracing symbols on my chest and bracers.  They quickly disappeared before I could try to decipher the meaning of the symbols but they shimmered out of existence which I knew was blood magic again.  Your armor is now enchanted to you so whenever you need it all you have to do is call it to existence you are now soul bond to it.  I was excited to wear the armor he gave me feeling those warm fuzzy feelings for him forming in the pit of my stomach.  I had butterflies which wasn't helping matters any as I looked at his happy shining face.
I followed him into the sparring ring ready to lay waste his body.  Pain I thought lots of pain I was going to inflict upon him.  I bowed to him thinking I was some kind of karate kid never leaving my eyes from his not even for an instant as he swung before I could get up.  I blocked effortlessly our lessons paying off as his body telegraphed his moves.  I anticipated his movements mimicking his efforts without even breathing heavy he was starting to become impressed with me I could see it in his eyes.  I know I was getting cocky lunging at him again and again while blocking his every attack when he moved faster than my eyes could follow smacking me so hard on my bottom that I cried out.  My first thoughts was running him through with my sword.  But no matter how hard I tried I couldn't get a hit in he just seemed faster than me no matter how hard I tried.  This went on for hours and hours soon sweat was pouring down my face covering my body.  My breathe was labored but I wouldn't give in to him no matter what.  I felt dead on my feet but the gleam in his eyes told me he knew exactly how I felt without me saying it.  He quickly grabbed my sword looking at it with cutting himself quickly.  "I must bind your sword to you because it has claimed you as its owner.  Every sword has a spirit in it a fallen warrior that wills himself into a sword so he may be a protector of the warrior who carries the sword.  You wont have to say any words to call it to you it will soon become a reflex to you."  I cautiously held out my hand anticipating the sting of the blade as he cut me.  He let the blood pour on the sword which started to glow a bright red.  Pulsating the sword absorbed my blood then I looked up as I felt it emerge into my arm then settling there with virtually no weight.  I know what your thinking how in the hell does a sword go into your arm without doing damage.  I can say with complete honesty that I have no idea but it didn't hurt just felt oddly comforting like coming home it was where it belonged.  I saw golden runes write themselves into my arm binding me to my sword as I felt and saw the images of the fallen warrior flow through my mind.  I knew he was a man of honor and his only wish was to keep his family safe which he did with his very last breath.  I continued to look at the runes until they winked out of existence on my arm but I knew just underneath the surface my sword was ready and waiting for me to call it wanting to battle once more.  "Your a natural Claire.  I'm proud to be your guardian." His words made me glow with pride but I felt so damn hungry my stomach chose that moment to gurgle its protest for not being fed so much sooner.  I grabbed his hand thought of home as I felt the familiar pressure as we escaped from his world to mine suddenly we were in my room without me being aware I did anything.  His look of surprise said a thousand words as he gave me a smile and a salute.  I ran down the stairs hoping that I didn't miss dinner.  The angle of the sun was what got me at first it wasn't dark yet.  I looked at the clock seeing 12:00 seeing that only a few hours had passed since we left but I know that it felt a hell of a lot longer.

I made a few sandwiches for the both of us knowing I wasn't a good hostess unless I shared food with him he did try to teach me how to fight every chance he got making the lessons harder and harder pushing me further than I knew I was capable of.  Grabbing chips and sliced apples from the fridgerator I lay ed out a plate for our feast.  He raised an eyebrow and thanked me with a smile.  "Why is the the time wrong did I miss something?", I said in between bites hoping he could lay to rest this mystery that was troubling me.  Smiling he hurried into the explanation without making me feel stupid for the easy knowledge he possessed that was an everyday occurrence that I was now just learning.  When we are in the ring time is halted what seems like years is actually a few hours.  You gain experience quicker and build more endurance in a shorter amount of time.  I have to take you to the natural springs in my world to heal you quickly or you will not be able to walk from the amount of training you did today.  Eventually your body will adjust quickly to what we are doing and will require more and more to challenge you.  But for now we will go at it like we are doing now a steady pace and adjust it as I see fit.  We followed this routine for months quickly I was in the best shape of my life knowing I was getting better each day.  I quickly became an expert at following his movement even when he went faster my eyes learn to follow his movements.  The magic lessons were the only break I had from sword play and it was handled by a wizardly old man with kind brown eyes.  His golden robes encasing a very thing frail body but the magic he wielded was something to be reckoned with.
<Insert the training story here>  more is missing Ill have to find it and or write it.

Slowly crawling into the corner I tried to make myself as small of a target as possible the training in me wasn't being override by my sheer blind panic.  I may not be able to see in the dark but they made enough noise to wake the dead.  I was silently cursing at myself of why that wasn't one of my super powers.  I know I was still developing my abilities and as my powers grew they would manifest themselves.  What would mind manipulation and tracing to different destinations do for me?  Then it hit me like a ton of bricks.  I am an end table that's what they would see me as when they glanced at me.  I could hear hear them the intruders coming up the stairs getting closer and closer.  I wonder what game animals feel like when they are hunted probably a lot like I was feeling trapped and caged.  I promised on all the Bambi gods that I'll never go hunting again this I said with a conviction no one could doubt.  I felt a hand slide into mine knowing instantly that it was Riordan.  I almost yelped out loud but his hand slide over my mouth blocking any sound that could possibly pass.  I mentally asked him how he knew I was in trouble.  I felt your fear Doll face I'm here for you.  His mind caressed me with security instantly I felt safer although danger was vastly approaching us rapidly at least I wasn't alone.  Would I ever be comfortable in my powers that I wouldn't need him to feel complete this self doubt isn't like me.  I moved on his lap he gave an odd look while I told him I was making us into a bookshelf that way I didn't have to shield a big area just a smaller one.  I said this with more confidence than I felt I haven't tested it out completely only a few times with Riordan but he I would hope never knew that.  The moments ticked by as the intruders was checking room to room  making it feel like an eternity I was that impatient.  Finally they burst thru the doors I got a good look at them before they made eye contact and they didn't look like no Morgans I ever saw but what do I know.  I made eye contact willing my mental image to override theirs.  I am only a bookcase.  I am only a bookcase I pushed this thought into both of their minds.  Their eyes casted glances in our direction but didn't settle on us.  Riordan gave a mental shake knowing what they faced was deadlier than he anticipated wraiths were no laughing matter you had to have special weapons to tangle with them.  Valkyries would be good if you could get them to help you or challenge them to that fight but they usually did what they wanted.  The wraith drew near looking like it was going to take a book off the shelf.  Silently I held my breath hoping against hope that my illusion would hold knowing if it didn't we would both be dead.  Whatever caught his attention I thank the gods for he went directly to my model shelf grabbing my lord of the rings models and crushing it.  Guess he didn't like the what he saw because he proceeded to break a few more of my horseman to pieces.  I don't know if you know how long it takes to painstakingly paint those to the way you want it to look like but my outrage was beginning to fuel my anger for revenge.     Then like that they were gone poofed out of existence but I felt the air in the room leave with them or so I thought.  I felt violence well up in me wanting to be released like no other I was holding back a tide that begged for escape.  His lips met mine before I knew it his tongue pushed past my lips.  I lost all thought only the pleasure his contact made.  I reached up entwining his fingers thru his hair.  Nothing like this ever felt so right.  Two little people you and I amongst the billions on the planet couldn't contain my joy my heart wanted to burst.  Hunger surged through me all I wanted to do was get closer.  He growled and pulled me closer to him leaving all of me touching him.  What is it about dangerous situations that stimulates insane behavior in adults having them push past boundaries normally wouldn't be breached?  I could feel the electricity between us crackle and ignite even higher.  I was the first person to push away but I was sad from loss of contact.  "I had to do that Doll face to distract you although I can't say I was sorry for it", he said with a slight shrug.  Shaking myself to clear my head my pounding heart rebellious all I wanted to do was be near him.  Every cell in my treacherous body cried out to go back and continue what transpired between us.  I looked at him desire very evident in my body,"Your probably right I have never seen anything like that except at the castle why are they doing in this world?"  Looking at him with a blush on my face what was it about Riordan that made me off balance?  He gave me a defiant look, "Anytime you want to repeat that you just give me the world." I gave myself another mental shake willing myself to be in the moment and focus on what I need to do.  Lets survey the damage done.  We searched the entire house agreeing the damage was done mainly in my room making me wonder who else did I piss off this time?  Riordan will you stay with me tonight I know what your obligations are with the queen and your frequently called to her but would you stay with me if you can.  I wouldn't dream of leaving you tonight we will go get some food for dinner soon you will not fear anything you will be that powerful.   What was it about Riordan that made me feel like everything was going to be alright.  Granted he took all the damage if I screwed up but it was comforting to know I didn't have to go about this alone.  He looked in my fridge taking out two steaks seasoning them while I cut up the vegetables.  Popping two potatoes in the oven I was already anticipating the feast he was creating.  We made small talk as I helped him prepare the meal time slipped by.  I forgot about my troubles and fears for the night.  I set the dinner table while he brought the courses to us.  He removed a flask from his pocket pouring it into a glass I put out for the both of us..  Don't worry its a mild elven mead taste is almost like a honey heaven on our tongue.  It will help you relax and calm down from tonight's adventure.  He hoped the mild sedative he put in it would take effect immediately so he could set up wards in her house.  He would of never dreamed the enemy would send Wraiths they got lucky tonight they were dammed hard to kill.

<insert the wraith story prophecy>  a wraiths warning to Claire that if she doesn't deviate from her current course that she would become one of them.


I knew this was another test when I saw the gleam in his eye.  He handed me a green and blue one piece bathing suit and turned his back.  Assuming from his position that he expected me to get dress in the middle of nowhere I quickly shed my clothes and hoped into the suit.  I was really glad he was honorable and not a peeping tom me and him most likely would of gone rounds on that one.  Leading me towards a waterfall with a group of mossy rocks where water fell down on them.  He motioned for me to sit down while I tried to ignore the cold water hitting my body.  The water was falling down on my head making me painfully aware of every limb in my body making my teeth chatter.  Close your eyes and concentrate on the cells in your body.  Regulate and control your body heat making it warmer than the water.  We have to sit here all day till you figure this out.  He sat next to me in black trunks looking heavily muscled and none to cold.  I hated him instantly his look of calm and devoid of any cold cells in his body.  Thinking warm thought.;  Nevada desert devoid of water very little plant life and yeah cactus.  Arizona hmmm not working.  Africa came to mind with the endless heat zebras and lions on a great safari but that wasn't helping either.  Nothing was helping every part of my body was cold and I could tell already my lips have turned blue.  He leaned closer to me putting a hand on my shoulder radiating heat like an oven.  Your body has natural defenses against this hence the teeth chattering and body shaking but you have to make the cells generate heat or you will go into hypothermia. 

Anger was rising in me I was being scolded like I was in the Principal's office.  Luminescence flared into my eyes something in me snapped being set loose.  I felt my cells speed up rushing warmth into my limbs finally my body regulated itself nearing normal levels considering the circumstances.  Slowly I stopped chattering while I felt the coolness cascade all over me now I could enjoy the sensations.  Never have I felt glorious and complete as I did in that instant.  That sense of being complete and whole seemed right to me.  Riordan edged away from me looking at me with his head cocked to one side.  You gotta learn to do that without going Nova.  Claire but for the first time I give you an A for effort the affect was definitely the same outcome regardless.  Riordan sensed something wrong he edged away from me making sure his back wasn't exposed to me I looked at him weird as my consciousness slowly faded into the darkness.  I didn't have the will to fight it so strong was the force behind it that I almost had a chance to cry out before I went under. 
 "You wouldn't say that if you knew what I could do to you", answered an ancient voice.  Bowing with a flourish exposing my throat as was respectful to a god, "I beg your pardon Lady Gaea I only seek to discipline your daughter with control.  Although she is very powerful she lacks the discipline needed with time to control her powers correctly.  Help me guide her so we can rid the world of evil restoring balance.  Riordan never left her eyes knowing she could easily kill him.  She reached out laying a hand on his chest fire shooting from her fingertips tracing a design.  What I felt was terrible beyond imagining but I refused to show pain or cry out I clinched my mouth shut.  You have strength in you Riordan you are my daughters equal.  I'll mark you as one of my own a guardian to my daughter should be rewarded with honor as befitting your stature carrying her chosen mark forever.  Twin wolves chasing each other like the ones on her armor and sword.  She will not remember this right now I carry too much knowledge for her to know all at once would destroy her mind but in time she will grow and be able to cope with it.  She is my champion Riordan you must keep her safe until such a time she becomes immortal along with you.  Your fates are intertwined since the moment you swore fealty to her binding yourself to her.  I need you to push her to her limits but she will fight you every step of the way its her nature.  I see that you are connected by a silver cord rare to happen when you are her guardian but I will allow this to happen since I would not have her unhappy.  I would prefer that you wait till she gains the knowledge herself since your instincts cry for you to mark her as your own she is an innocent.  You have had centuries to live your life and become one with your body give her that time to know herself as you do.  Riordan bowed his head mentally projecting his intent I swear to you I will wait for her.  She caressed my face tenderly, "So brave you are mortal I can't wait till you and her become immortal if you live that long you will make a fine pair."

Slowly my Claire came back into focus that fire dying out in her eyes the ground ceased to crackle with that much energy.  She looked at me reaching out touching the mark on my chest her eyes glittering wickedly.  I couldn't read her mind she shielded from me successfully.  "The Mark", she raised her perfectly arched eyebrows expecting an answer.  Just goes to show are bond is set in stone Doll face thought you knew I was your biggest fan.  A look of doubt must have showed on my face because he shrugged his shoulders giving me no apology just quiet acceptance of the fact.  There's something you are not telling me I feel this here touching her heart.  I knew he wouldn't tell me but in time things would be easier to access the bond between us there are more than one ways to skin a cat but in his case shifter.  I just left it on the back burner for later adding it to my to do list that I planned to check off some time soon.  Come hell or high water that shifter was going to talk whether he wanted to or not.  He handed me a towel which I quickly dried myself off moving up to the dryer warmer rocks on the beach.  Letting my self stretch out and enjoy the sun beating down on my body.  Soon my eyes dropped and I was fast asleep. 

*Sophie and Brennan*
I think my life is defined by small moments so significant that they stay with us even after death.  My life as Sophie was paralled with my own as Stephanie.  So far deep in my subconcious my memories were locked up in a nothing box.  Waiting for that exact moment to trigger releasing them straight to the surface.  I really don't know quiet how it happened my patient Max was sitting on the table being the absolute perfect dog.  Not whimpering, growling, or even trying to bite as I examined his wounds.  Vehicle verses dog usually results in death or serious injury.  I could tell Claire wasn't taking this well as she paced around the room.  Alternating murmuring comforting words or petting Max.  She was very close to tears as she tried to keep herself together.  She looked at me for any sign of good health as I did the necessary checks.  

Taking out my pen light I opened up my patients eyes and the oddest feeling of dejavu swept over me.  "I know you", I whispered out loud hardly aware that I spoken.  That nothing box closely related to Pandora's box opened wide.  My life came into full technicolor surround sound with movie theatre screens.  That nagging feeling in the hospital when I emerged for a few minutes to fade in the background.  The confusion of the doctors, people, and the ever glaring flourescent light bulbs made me retreat.  "What", a confused Claire stared at me.  "of course you know me you have been Max's doctor forever." NI shook my head trying to decipher all the confusing and conflicting emotions in my head.  Memories of rings in hamburgers being dumped down garbage disposals played in my mind.  For a moment a different time and a different place became a living breathing moment.  So real that I could almost smell the burger.  Then like a rubber band snapping in place the memory was gone leaving me with a hollow feeling.  Emptiness and loneliness consumed me it was sheer willpower that I didn't curl up in a ball and weep for all I was worth.

My clarity came back to me within moments I had to wonder if that was all in my mind or had I imagined it.  Brennan's name was whispered in my mind fading back into that nothing box.  For a second there Max eyes lock with mine I could have sworn there was human intelligence behind that look.  Awareness is what struck me he knows my mind screamed out to me as I continued the examination.  All in all, Max one of my very good natured patients took my poking and prodding like a champ.  I was rewarded with a lick on my fingertips.  I couldn't help but smile, Max was a very sweet natured and loyal dog.  "well Claire he is going to need some stitches and most of his injuries are pretty minor considering.  I would let him rest and relax for a few days until he starts getting around on his own.  I'm going to give him a mild sedative and numb the area.  He should relax and feel no pain soon.  My movements were precise and effecient as I prepared the syringe injecting in the site.  Max visibly relaxed as the pain vanished.  I hurried quickly cleaning and closing the wound knowing the scarring would be minimal as full recovery was expected.  I wrote out a prescription of antibiotics and pain killers.  Both given in a timely matter should guarantee the patients health.

I knew the pain killers was kicking in Max's head lulled from side to side.  Claire was stroking Max's fur as his eyes finally closed.  I think we all breathed in a sigh of relief as the crisis came to a halt.  "Your dog will make a full recovery with little or no scarring at all.  I would like to do a follow up in 14 days to check his stitches they should dissolve and fall out on their own.  If you have any problems don't hesitate to call or bring him in.  Claire's luminous eyes were full of unshedded tears as she breathed in a sigh of relief.  Now her panicky heart could stop racing  and come back to a low cruising speed.  I wheeled Max into the waiting room as I got one of my helpers to move him to the car.

I couldn't help a moment of sheer blind panic as Max left my sight I wanted to run to him and hold him tight never let him go.  My own injuries must be affecting my mind.  Max is one of my favorite patients but thats where it ended.  Why did I feel this overwhelming sense of love towards him like one felt towards a lover or significant other?  My thoughts troubled me as I let my mind run its course and draw it's own conclusions.  I really must be lonely maybe it's time to start dating again.  I thought with a chuckle.  My mind wouldn't let it go something was nagging at me some unseen fact that was just out of my reach.  The first few months as I came back into myself and not just a comatosed zombie.  Hell even might double tap myself just to be sure I wasn't dead dead.  Better safe than sorry I thought ruefully.  Still it's not everyday that you remember your a shifter or suddenly turn into your neighbors cat just because you brush up against her and like her shape.  

I had to take baby steps to reteach myself discipline and control of ones shape.  Even first year shifters did better than me.  I would shift for no apparent reason into whatever shape I came into contact with.  At first this was very scary and disorienting for me.  Switching to animal form activates different instincts and emotions.  I was highly violatile to say the least given to my basest instincts only animal nature.  Not to mention my highly over active sex drive that torments me.  Sometimes it's all I can do not to rub myself across the carpet giving myself a rug burn.  I know funny image to conjure up but my nether parts are talking to me.  I find myself scenting the air for a potential mate but I only find them lacking.  I'm searching for someone my mind and body knows what I want.  

Somewhere out there my Brennan is waiting for me.  As quickly as I thought of him stolen kisses underneath the moonlight come back to me.  My heart lurches in my chest where are you?  His brown eyes flash in my head soft brown with a huge annoying dash of mischievousness.  I remember his favorite place to be touched  is his hands.  Closing my fingers around his hand so familiar I can almost feel it.  The games we would play with each other like hiding the remote.  Sounds silly but its those moments that make me catch my breath.  I'm losing myself again cause when I look in the mirror my face isn't my own.  Someone else's face is looking starring back at me.  For a second or two more memories flood right back to me.  Some more naughty one's that shouldn't be mentioned.  The more I tried the easier I got Brennan's smiling face his awkward crooked smile that he often hides cause he's not happy with his teeth.  The phone rings and like that its's gone closed back lid firmly locked into place.  I go back through the motions of my life with a strange feeling that I was on to something.

*Max*
Max tosses and turn on Claire's bed awareness of something crucial has happened but he quiet put his finger on it.  The medicine both a blessing and a curse jumbles his thoughts.  A feeling of completeness for a moment happened as he stared into the doctor's eyes.  Claire still haunts me as her concern and worry affected me specially the sound of her rapid heartbeat.  She was close to panic and all of this could be gone if only I could use my shifter healing.  I have been denying my true nature for so long I'm not sure I could reverse the process.  I tried to put on a brave front like my brother wished of me my cover must not be broken.  I must fulfill my duty towards my brother.  Sophie's eyes still haunt me for a moment I thought she was staring back at me my one true love my soul mate.  I had this crazy notion of turning back into my human form and taking her in my arms.  She even smelled like a shifter but I couldn't be sure with that damn medicine taking its effect.  When she said, "I know you".  

A sense of Dejavu set in I could of sworn she came back to me.  I try to shake that overwhelming sense of loss and that black pit of despair.  I want to pick up that bottle and drink myself back to oblivion no looking back.  Do not pass go.  Do not collect $200.  My promise keeps me here my word to my love.  How I would like to rush into death's arms and follow her to death.  Would she understand my weakness?  Or my need to not carry on this good fight.  Should I write words declaring my undying love to her.  I carry her with me always each step I keep my promise always moving forward.  My pictures of you time has taken away but you still live in my heart.  The color of your eyes still haunt me.  Will I ever have any peace?  I long for death but fear you would be disappointed in me.  Had I known you would of died so soon would I have done anything different?  I have tried to go on dates but somehow the pieces don't fit.  Hell I don't fit in anywhere.  The guy that disappears in the crowd nobody seems to notice.  I resist being hurt again my animal form blunting my human emotions till they are tolerable.  That seemingly wretched feeling of loss has been dulled to a ghost of an ache.  My brother helped save my life by giving me a purpose watching over Claire.  She breathed life back into my being little by little I can almost forget that I am next to nothing a shell of a human being.  I no longer felt that never ending chasm of separation or grief that threatened to take my life.  My grief for you demenished but not my love for her.  I imagined every caress of the wind was her touching me letting me know she was near.  Probably just my imagination but now a days this is all I have to keep me going.  That and my promise to you.  I knew I was dreaming a drug induced state of euphoria some of my dream was wishful thinking.  Part of it a hell of a lot of fiction.  Some of it a very tiny portion felt a teeny bit of Alice in wonderland.  This boy wouldn't be drinking any bottles or nibbling on tiny cakes.  I let out a whimpered howl in my sleep not knowing Claire could hear me this was the only sign of my misery. 

Claire automatically whispers words of comfort to me.  She strokes my fur being a dog isn't half bad wonder how she would feel if she knew I was really human?  The thought makes me smile the look on her face would be priceless looking like her Riordan would she like Max less if she knew my name was Brennan?  She has told me every secret a girl tells a non speaking dog.  Not suspecting I understand her every word.  My darling adventurous take no prisoner's Claire bell who steals your heart with just a smile.  She has healed me being her companion and plaything.  Saved me from myself my inner demons threatening to crush me.  I smile again in my sleep Claire's watching me as I read instantly in her mind her concern for me.  She really has to learn to shield her thoughts but telling her this she would learn to eventually block me.  I think she is finally figuring out that my brother is her mate but how long are they going to do that old dance around each other eventually I am going to have to play dumb dog and stay out of the room.  I do not want to hear them kisses ugggg the thought makes me shudder a bit.

*Claire*
 I woke up in my power puff girls PJ's on but my bathing suit missing.   Max was at the foot of my bed snuggled up sleeping contently burying his face in his paws.  I had to admit to myself he sure looked adorable fast asleep with his paws over his face.   I wanted nothing more than to bury my face in his fur and smell his doggy scent and be happy in the moment for a time.  I hugged him while he slept whispered I love you my silly mutt.  I petted his back wondering how he kept his fur so silky and soft.  He inched up in my lap finally settling down in my lap content to lay his face there.  I couldn't help but laugh he was silently encouraging me to pet him some more without saying a word.  When I didn't immediately respond he pawed me a bit to hurry me along my destined path.  Normally Max wasn't a needy dog he preferred the solitude of his own company and the outdoors.  Maybe that comes with age I can't remember a time that Max wasn't my shadow so long has he been with us.  I continued petting him determined to do my morning run with Max that I did a few times a week just to stay in shape.  I got up tugging off my clothes, I laughed as Max covered his eyes with his paws when did he become such a ham.  I was just lacing up my running shoes when it dawned on me Max's eyes are brown not blue.  Continuing as if nothing happened I made sure nothing about me gave nothing away.  I proceeded doing my normal routine as Riordan hit the doggy door obviously answering natures call.  I rolled up the newspaper ready to swat his behind when he returned.  He returned a few minutes later flowers in his mouth I laughed.  "You know Riordan Max doesn't know these tricks."  saying this in my sternest voice barely able to keep the giggle from my tone.  I gotta ask how do you look like my dog Riordan.  I swear he smiled at me in his doggy form cocked his head lowered his body to the ground.  Exposing his belly kicking his legs in the air completely ignoring my question.  Smiling shaking my head he bounced to his paws again promptly turned into a poodle.  Walking like he was a dog in a show he strutted his stuff stopping to cast a pose.  This sent me into a peal of laughter that sounded musical to my ears its been a long time since that happened.  But it was his humming I'm to sexy for my shirt so sexy it hurt that finally did me in.  I was on the ground holding my belly laughing till I cried.  He kept shaking his little doggy butt striking poses like he was a damn super model that made the moment priceless.  Can I do that Riordan?  He looked at me cocked his head shook his doggy face and turned right back into Max nudging me towards the door like saying lets go woman.  First things first buddy, I need my ipod my play list ready to go, some water, and an energy bar.  I put food in Max's bowl intending when my real dog got back he would be fed but Riordan chose that moment to wolf down his food looking at me for more.  I added another helping which he promptly ate again for which I thought his stomach was a bottomless pit. With that I headed to the door opening it smirking while saying, "Dogs first".  Riordan bounded for the open door waiting for me by the mail box.  I started the pace never slowing I could feel my body working like a well oiled machine.  The park offered me the one thing I didn't have at home open spaces and the endless ability to run with no limits.  They had two trails one that was level ground for beginners that offered a 3 mile run or walk as well.  It was the later I wanted the twists the turns the different degree of difficulty that varied from area to area seems that the person who thought of this had my body in mind just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore it let up getting easier.  I pressed forward going for the challenge of a dead run with no intention of slowing down I was pushing myself to my limits my breath sounded labored to my ears.  

<insert the training story>

*Max*
The scenery changes I am chasing a frisbee running like a well oiled machine.  My heart in rythem of my paws.  Everything in me graceful and determined as I snap upon the Frisbee.  A feeling of joy and absolute wonder fills me as I trot over to Claire proudly displaying my catch.  Happiness as I wag my tail vying for Claire's praise.  I live for her words.  This has never been more true her words make peace in my broken heart.  I live for my lost love, my brother, and most of all Claire.  Sometimes I wonder what I would do play video games all day, troll some forums saying all kinds of ridiculous stuff just to get a rise out of people, or paint some figurines from 40 k.  Sleep a while, go to work, come home, and then do the same thing all over again.  I shudder at this exhistence somewhere in a parallel universe my twinner is doing this very thing.  Are you happy Brennan with your life?  If  you could go back to any point in time and change history what would it be?  If you could ask your twinner these very questions wondering if his point of view would gleam some form of truth to you?

I wake up to some serious doggy breath, cotton mouth, and some wicked fur on my teeth.  My mouth has been taken hostage and all I really want to do is go to the toilet bowl and drink some water.  I try to move and notice immediately a pulling sensation in my stitches that will not do what so ever.  I look around to see if Claire's near shifting forms to get a quick heal in enough to allow me to go get watger without breaking the stiches.  I'm lucky I'm not wearing a humiliating helmet around my neck  trying to contact alien life forms!  Brings to mind smokers at an airport who are in the smoking section inside the aquarium.  Their lungs full of nicotene goodness walking around with a cigarette in their mouths.  I wonder if fishing pole with cigarettes on the end  would reel me in any humans.  This thought makes me laugh maybe a side effect of the pain killers they gave me?  I go to the bathroom standing up briefly seeing for the first time in about 15 years.  I am somewhat unfamiliar with my own two feet.  Wondering if it will ever be normal for me to connect with other humans without me being socially awkward.  I hurry back to the bed flushing the toilet before I leave the room turning back into a dog leaping onto the bed.  I barely get snuggled up as she bounds into the room hot dog in hand oh boy medicine time.  This is Brennan signing out for duty when we meet again I'll be Max the super dog companion extrodinaire over and out.  I chewed down on the hotdog immediately that nasty taste filled my mouth but I did my best not to spit out the food as this would displease my Claire.  The things I do for my human and covered my paws over my eyes and sighed.  Oblivion hit me a few minutes later and I was back into my dream induced coma.
<insert the story of Daniel setting up Claires abduction>

Max was running beside me without a care in the world his big floppy tongue hanging out his mouth as he easily kept pace with me. We were headed towards the park a huge nature reserve with several trails cut smack within it.  Several days  a week I push myself to endure the challenge trail.  Long ago I surpassed the beginner trail wanting to be physically fit I kept pushing myself to harder and harder lengths.  I loved the feeling afterwards of accomplishment when you pushed yourself past your wall getting your second wind.  I became aware of being followed by the runner behind me keeping the same pace I was.  If I slowed down he would match my exact stride I felt like I was being herded towards somewhere.  You know that prickly sensation up and down your spine you sometimes get when your subconscious is trying to let your conscious aware of something you just not seeing clearly.  Well warning signs were going off in my head making me take precautions.

Max must have sensed the very same thing because he moved closer to me trying to stay as close as possible without tripping me up.  Outwardly I was calm and collective but inwardly I was beginning to feel trapped.  Max made a growling sound as a second runner joined us seemingly out of nowhere coming up quick.  Who the hell runs in pants was my first thought.  Not to mention the chaffing that would happen as your pants rubbed against your leg.  I moved over to the shoulder trying to give him room to pass me which was the polite thing to do.  Normally runners would call out left or right knowing you would instantly obey moving in the direction that they called out to you.  Max stayed in between him and I never even giving an inch but at the last second I felt an enormous pain in my neck.  The last thing I remember was Max snarling as I went under.

I woke up blind folded and tied to a chair.  I called out to Max but he was nowhere to be found.  My whistle would have brought him to me instantly if he was near or awake to hear my call.  Granted I suck at whistling it was one of the things I am completely envious of other people who could do it.  "Hello". I cried out hoping my captures would arrive soon.  I was thirsty, hungry, and dangerously close to peeing my pants as my bladder was close to bursting.  Mentally I called out to Riordan trying to feel our bond but all I got was silence which was unusual.  Normally he would answer back or send images if he was sleeping that way I knew we were always connected.  I could feel his moods just like he could feel mine that was how the bond worked.  But what I felt sent a chill in my heart there was no connection no matter how hard I tried I couldn't feel him on the other end.  Right now I was getting nothing from my efforts which starting to make me feel scared and have that panicky feeling.  I heard a key rattle in a lock as a heavy door opened up letting fresh air in the room.

Cold air greeted my face and I relished the feel of it my room was pretty stuffy as it is. I smelt food and a hint of some expensive cologne that jogged a memory but I couldn't quite place it.  "You know I expected more of a fight from a daughter of Gaia but hey maybe it skips a generation."  Without skipping a beat I responded twofold. "I expected 5 star accommodations instead I'm end up in this place I guess we all can't get what we want"  My defiance in the situation wasn't completely out of character but his barb got underneath my skin.  Why am I in this place obviously you want something from me.  I would like to know what it is so I can go back to my run that was so rudely interrupted.  "Your mother took took my son from me now I'm returning the favor." I felt his hostility and barely controlled rage as he yelled these words at me.  Spittle flying into my face.  "Say it don't spray it", I said with more bravado then I felt.  I laughed at him as he began to stutter.

I knew I was getting to him probably not the best idea I ever had so the next scenario wasn't a big surprise to me.  He back handed me pretty damn hard enough for me to see stars and have my chair fall over making me crack my damn head hard on the floor.  I gritted my teeth refusing to give him the satisfaction of letting him know he hurt me, "Didn't your mother ever teach you it's not nice to hit girls.  I bet that must have skipped a generation too pity I was starting to like you."  Another punch  to the face was rewarded for my retort.  I began to lose count as he sent wave after wave of punches to my face.  I felt blood begin to pour down my face but I refused to cry out.  Knowing he would get the satisfaction of seeing me in pain he was already a nutter butter in my book.

When he finally stopped I felt battered and bruised his breathe coming in labored gasps.   My pride kept  me quiet I silently vowed that when I was free this mother fucker was going down.  "You know asshole you hit like a damn girl", knowing in my heart that this was a bad idea but what the hell.  I should know because I am one and I hit way harder than you ever thought of.  Let me loose girly boy and I'll show you how it is done."  I was rewarded with several kicks to my ribs that left me slightly breathless and smarting.  Oh  yeah I would have bruises and possibly a broken rib when he was through with me.  But I clinched my teeth refusing to let a sound escape my lips and he continued to kick me and cuss at me in the same breath.  I laughed at him instead knowing this would only incite his rage further but it was the only weapon I could use against him in this case.  Smiling in between hits I grinned with the complete and utter force of my will.  Yelling with all my might the venom dripping from every word I uttered.  "You realize when this is done and over with that there isn't any place in the world you can hide from me that I won't find you.  You know my guardian is coming for me.  When he gets his hands on you your going to wish you were dead."  He sat on me then reaching towards my neck to choking me with all his strength.  His muscles were bunching from his arms I could feel him squeezing harder and harder.  I fought and squirmed with all of  my might the hatred and the humiliation burning within me I raged and I bucked but couldn't throw him off of me.  I hated this feeling of being helpless of him having this control over me.

 There was nothing I could do about it.  My last conscious thought before I blacked out I finally remembered where that cologne came from.  The scent was from my child hood and I struggled to associate the person behind that smell before I passed out.  The one I used to see as a small child until one day he quit coming around for no apparent reason.   He used to bring me cookies and tell me what beautiful eyes I had like red fucking riding hood.  No no no no no I almost have it please let me get it.  These were my last irrational thoughts as I hit the Ureka of gold mines. My oxygen starved brain finally hit the nail on the head and connected the dots. I really wished I could of bitten the bastard and gouged out an eye but maybe later.  Too damn late the pin points of light that were now swimming before my eyes turned dark as I finally sank into the blessed darkness.

I awoke hours later on a bed in a different room that held a metal sink and a metal toilet all in the comforts of a very small room that was no bigger than my closet.  I was in desperate need to use the bathroom which I took the liberty of doing but the act made me feel degrading.  Every muscle in my body seem to scream at me as I tried to test my battered body.  Not to mention how sore my throat was even thinking about swallowing hurt like the dickens.  Honestly where did that saying come from really hurt like the dickens?  Was there some guy out there that said hi you hurt like me so lets just call it the Dickens? I didn't bother trying to talk I was afraid that the sound would be different from my normal voice.  I wasn't too curious to find out what the damage was.  I kept gingerly touching my throat and rubbing it like that would take away the feeling of his hands around me.  His scent and sweat was still on my body and I really wanted to scrub myself clean until any trace of him was gone.  I already felt the way my ribs screamed at me as I got up I knew they weren't broken but damn did they hurt when I breathed. I was learning to shallow breath up down up down  like a pro.  That was enough to take my breath away and I just sat there holding myself together like that would somehow make it alright.  I knew I was in trouble when my face wasn't healed.  Looking at myself in the mirror I looked like some freak with my eyes all purple and puffy.  My lip was split open but what really freaked me out was the hand bruises around my neck.  They stood out like a sore thumb once again the irony of that statement made me want to giggle.  I started laughing slowly but soon was full fledged giggling away like a loon.  I know I know I have lost my mind somewhere between getting my ass kicked and being choked until I'm unconscious.  Somewhere she bought the farm without any livestock or crops on it.  But the pain in my ribs stopped me short as I continued to giggle dangerously close to hysterics.  Something in side me snapped and I fought for control of my rage of what has been done to me.

I couldn't will myself out of this room something was blocking my powers.  Normally whatever happened to me would be transferred to my guardian although I often felt guilty of what happened the little miracle has saved me tons of times from feeling any real kind of pain.  Momentarily I might of felt a twinge of pain but luckily and thankfully Riordan has taken the brunt of everything.  Although I have always took it for granted I really wished I had it now cause I felt like I been hit by a semi truck. There was food left on the metal slab that was supposed to be a make shift table.  All I really wanted to do was curl up in bed and go to sleep and pretend for a little while this didn't happen to me.  I was never kidnapped, drugged up, and  used as a science experiment in some bad b rated horror flick.  How sweet a grade A jerk left me some food mighty white of him.  All this was said in my head I was in no shape to speak laughing took it out of me the pain was setting in.  A sandwiches and chips assaulted my nose and I was aware of how hungry I was by the growling noise coming from my tummy.  I was incredibly hungry as I tore into the sandwiches noting the odd taste before I could register that I had been doped again.  I could of laughed at the irony again roofied by sandwiches wont I ever learn not to trust any kind of offerings left by that sick bastard?  I tried spitting the food out of my mouth by I hit the side of the bed smacking my head as I fell to the floor.

They brought me to an examination room where I was told to remove my clothing.  As far as I was concerned this wasn't going to happen.  So I sat there waiting for an orderly to come in.  My luck I would get the mean one who was very heavy handed with me.  Every touch from her left bruises or tender places.  She never asked me what to do just came in the room ripping off my gown roughly than putting me in another.    I really began dreading her presence as she came in dealing out another round of pain.  I begin associating her with the smell of disinfectant, cigarettes, and Bengay ointment.  All three combinations of smells left me wishing I could scrub out my nose.  I knew for sure that somewhere down the line payback would happen hopefully sooner rather than later.  As my evil thoughts were fully forming inside my head to a fantasy.  Her being on the receiving end of the experiment.

The dreaded woman came into the room with a camera.  I can definitely say this was a pivotal moment in our relationship.  As she gave me a once over and a cold smile.  "Get off those clothes Claire right now," she said with her usual malice.  My mother was going to be wondering where I got my manners cause automatically I told her , "To go piss off.  I'm not posing for Playboy."   The look of outrage gave me the giggles my automatic response system kicking in force.  I tried o stifle the sound but her starring at me only made it worse.  "Get undress now or you will regret the hard way."  She smiled with many untold promises of torture.  "Sorry Vanna I'm going to choose door number 2 and the pink bunny slippers.  She back handed me with a force not appropriate of her size.  Felt like a sledge hammer hit me my eyes rolled back into my head.  Sweet oblivion greeted me as my face made contact with the floor thankfully I wasn't aware of it.

I awoke again tied to a metal bed my clothes had been changed for a hospital gown you know the kind that ties in the back leaving your butt to hang out never a good thing and always embarrassing.  I felt clean and thoroughly scrubbed my skin felt chaffed from someones efforts my throat still hurt and was tender when I tried to swallow the nasty medicine taste from my mouth.  Sneaky bastards putting sleeping pills in my food.  Well it could be worse I knew he could of done other things while I slept ed I was thankful for the moment to be alone with my own thoughts.  I had an iv pumping me full of unknown liquids two of them to be exact.  I still had that slight dopey I don't care feeling because I couldn't quite connect my thoughts.  I knew I was in trouble something was happening to me.  Where was my guardian who was supposed to have my back he was so damn fired the next time I saw him.I could see my skin had a faint smokey tint to it which was starting to unnerve me completely.  Whatever was happening didn't bode well for my overall well being I knew something horrible was happening to me.  But luckily for me I was too doped up to care for long because my thoughts were all jumbled up in my head.  My thoughts kept going back to Riordan's beautiful blue eyes and how I always felt safe when he held my hand which he did without my permission.

My skin seemed to be on fire beneath the surface of the skin.  I couldn't get my hands free to scratch  my skin that desperately needed attention.  You know that horrible itchy feeling you feel when you can't scratch that place on your back that your arms can't reach so you rub your back against a wall to try to minimize that feeling.  Well I couldn't even rub my damn back cause my hands were bound up.  I kept pulling and testing my bounds knowing my feet were in the same situation.  The back of my eyes kept having shooting pains in it.  My head had this incredible pressure that seemed to keep on building not letting me catch my breath.  The light only intensified the pain I was feeling causing me to grind my teeth.  I was hungry again my belly making growling noises only  increasing my discomfort.  All and all I knew I was in a crap load of trouble and it wasn't going to get any better any time soon.  My overall discomfort level was at an all time high and I didn't see the Calvary coming any time soon.

A nurse walked in taking my vital signs ignoring me completely as I tried to talk to her.  I might as well have not said a word because she didn't acknowledge my presence or a word I said it was like I didn't even exist.  I was beginning to detest her presence as she poked and prodded me until she put a straw in my mouth and I got to drink down some water quickly enough to choke me.  "If your good I'll bring you some food back in an hour or you will have it in your IV your choice.  You can make this easy or hard your choice," without a ounce of remorse in her eyes.  I knew I couldn't gain any kind of sympathy or help from her what so ever.  She pricked my finger smearing them on slides I watched as my blood looked funny with black little blotches scattered throughout it.  "An orderly will be here soon to bath you.  I expect you to corporate to the fullest or the consequences will be severe," her lack of compassion showed in her cold stony eyes.  To be honest with myself I felt surprisingly weak barely able to hold my head up.  My tongue felt huge in my mouth I kept trying to swallow but it was still parched.  My throat was still tender as all hell.  Speaking was like swallowing razor blades it hurt so bad.  She left the room a tiny woman with a strong grip hurting me every chance she got.  Her bedside manor was something to be desired I have only been in a hospital a few times to get my tonsils out.  My final conclusion was that I hated her immediately and if that chick was on fire I would bring marsh mellows and chocolate.

Awhile later she brought me some liquid food that I sucked through a straw like a baby.  The bland food did nothing for taste but I was full sooner than I thought.  She gave me another shot in my arm without being none too gentle.  Man handling me like I could actually do anything but take what she gave me.  I really wished I could have some whopper and fries.  Oh to have a strawberry milkshake to dip my fries into.  This sure as hell wasn't Burger King I wasn't going to have it my way.  I doubt that they even considered me human for all the lab rat tests they did on me. I fell asleep dreaming the weirdest dreams I have ever had in my life and I was stuck in a nightmare of reliving the most horrible day of my life.

You ever have one of those dreams where your flying through the air not a care in the world.  It's probably going to be the most freedom you will ever have in your life.  The feeling of weightlessness and the wind flowing over our body.  That wonderful feeling continues until your mind registers you cant really fly.  Your mind screams at you.  You don't have wings like a bird.  All of a sudden your plunging down towards the ground at increasing speed.  Terror starts to take over sending a rush of adrenaline through your body.

All this continues until a few seconds before impact as your jolted awake with a cover twisted around your legs.  Falling to the floor in a heap heart racing 90 miles per hour.  The wind whipping your hair around your face cause in your dreams you don't have a pony tail.  I could actually taste the air on my tongue as I kept trying to close my mouth.  I was screaming on the way down.  The dreams slowly fades from your conscious memory as I try to detangling myself from the covers.  I wondered if I could actually die from the impact?

This was one of my thoughts as Max came through the doggy door looking like a very happy dog.  Smiling, I instantly reach out to touch him.  For as long as I could remember he has been my faithful companion.  I have always felt safe in his company.  His nature was always gentle and loving.  No one ever had a dog so patient and tolerant of a rambunctious child.  He has always allowed me to ride him as a child like a pony.  Pull his ears without so much as a growl or baring his teeth.  My parents at first were dead set against me having him.  I put up such a fuss that they finally gave in to me.

Normally I was a quiet loving child never doing anything wrong.  My parents were amazed at how content I was as a baby even with a soiled diaper.  So when I screamed bloody murder till I was red in the face and non stop crying.  They gave in just to get me to shut up.  Shocked at my outburst that was so out of character for me.

Max has the most soft warm brown expressive eyes you have ever seen.  I could swear he was almost human by the way he always seems to anticipate my every mood and needs.  Max is the best playmate a little girl could of asked for.  He would never move when I painted his nails or take off the costumes I put on him.  Just thinking about him put all those warm fuzzy feelings came crashing to the surface.

So you can imagine the pain I felt as I watched my beloved pet get hit by a car.  The squealing tires as the driver tried in vain to miss Max.  The sickening thud as Max came into contact flying thru the air hitting the ground rolling to a dead stop.  The scene  will stay with me for the rest of my life.  Almost like a slow motion camera going slowly frame by frame my own heart in my throat.  The noise that came out of my throat I barely recognized the sound of my own voice.  I screamed Max's name willing him to not leave me as I raced towards his body.

I knew in my heart what I would find as Max tried to stand falling back to the ground as his broken leg wouldn't support his weight.  The bone was sticking out of his flesh.  I know your not supposed to move anyone after an injury from a vehicle cause you can make it worse.  But I had to get Max to the vets office as quick as possible knowing every moment I wasted was another moment Max stayed in pain.  I lifted his huge self off the ground without noticing his weight my own adrenaline fueling my strength.  Please let him live God I prayed over and over again in my mind willing whatever God was in the universe please hear my plea.

Outwardly I was calm the initial shock has set in and my determination for his well being taking the driver seat.  I quickly opened the door to my Honda Civic gingerly putting him in the back seat.  I realized the driver of the other car talking to me but my numb brain wasn't recognizing the words coming out of his mouth.  He handed me a piece of paper that I stuffed into my pocket.  Nodding my head in all the appropriate places I just wanted to get out of here and get Max to safety.  I raced inside my house for the keys as I flew past obstacles in my way to the key rack in the kitchen.  Grabbing my keys I raced out the door not bothering to lock up as I know I should.

I'm in my car speaking words of encouragement Max who is licking his wounded leg taking it like a champ.  I don't bother stopping for anything including stop signs as I do.  California stop after stop slowing down long enough to make sure the coast was clear as I pushed the pedal faster.  Time seemed to drag on as the normal 25 minute drive only took 18 minutes.  The longest wait was a red light that last 6 minutes the longest in history as I cursed that light and people around me for being in my way.  Finally I pulled in removing all my personal belongings in one fell swoop.

Lifting Max as gentle as possible I lugged his heavy butt into the office asking Darlene to open the door immediately seeing the panic on my face as she buzzed me into the back leading me into a room.  The doctor was only moments behind as I petted and stroked Max's fur willing him to feel less pain.  Dr Reynold's brought in a portable x-ray machine quickly taking pictures as she expertly touched his leg feeling for the break already suspecting a clean break.  Max didn't move or protest taking the punishment like a champ.  I was so proud of him I promised him a steak when he got home with rice and eggs his favorite.  When Dr Reynold's came in with a needle didn't move a muscle as he finally fell asleep.  Only then did I finally allow myself to cry.    The tears poured out of my eyes like a faucet I couldn't imagine life without my dog.  He had been in my life for so long.  Dr Reynold's looked at me and assured me Max wasn't in critical condition but my mind played over and over again the scene of him running into the street after the ball.  The moment of impact and the sound his body made was forever ingrained in my mind.  Dr  Reynold's reassured me no internal injuries were sub stained.  All in all Max was pretty lucky he had only minor bruises and cuts that would heal quickly.  His break to his leg was clean so he should be on his feet in no time.  I asked for pain medication the doctor frowned.  I gave her a look that said defy me if you wish.  But what I didn't realize at the time that she was recognizing something in Max that later would begin the healing of Max's heart.  "I don't want him in pain at all his injuries are great and that leg will be unbearable for a few weeks.  Give me something I can help him for a week till he is better."  There was something about that doctor that puzzled me she had a look of recognition?  But I couldn't be sure as quickly as that look on her faced passed it disappeared making me wonder if it ever happened at all in the first place.

This was one of my thoughts as the nurse came back in quickly giving me another shot that sent me into oblivion.  She checked my vitals signs that nurse wearing the same damn expression cold eyes greeted me as the burn in my arm intensified.  Shining a light in my eyes blinding me for a moment.  I immediately closed my eyes and was rewarded with a slap to the face.  "Open your eyes you don't want me to pry them open."  I looked at her with all the menace I could muster.  She put two drops in my eyes that burned immediately on contact.  "Your eyes are going to be dilated for a little while probably the whole day considering your condition don't try to get up.  She put another straw to my lips blissfully cold water met my dry mouth.  I was momentarily grateful for the liquids letting them take the nasty vile taste out of my mouth. I couldn't tell the time of  day my room had no windows but my internal clock screamed night time.  Her image was a big gigantic blur of color across my eyes.  She was writing something down on her chart because I could hear the scratch of the pen on paper.  My head was beginning to ache again where the pressure kept building.  "Can you give me something for the pain," I asked hopeful knowing she would probably ignore me completely.  She left without a word coming back sometimes later to mess with my iv.  Soon I felt that cloudy feeling of bliss where my mind was dreaming of flying through the clouds.

My memories were coming back to me clearly something was nagging at me something important.  My mind was trying to help me out but my drug addled brain was meshing the story up.  Max was soon getting his cast on with a walking blue one.  With his cuts all cleaned and disinfected, I felt 100% better.  Although Max was going to bare the brunt of my guilt with me hovering over him like a mother hen.  Hind sight is 20/20 as they say but I vowed to look before I throw and not live in the moment.  Taking his safety for granted.  After I finished mentally bashing myself for my carelessness.  I drove him home dreading the looks on my parents faces as I brought a battered Max home.  I felt each step like a walk of shame and I hung my head in my misery of my guilt.  All this of course was in my head each step saying to me guilty she is guilty of being careless lets string her up by her toes.  I know in my heart I didn't deserved a hell of a lot more.  I couldn't shake that feeling in my gut the one I know where I have failed my best friend.  Put his life in danger and I couldn't deal with the guilt of my actions.

My mother was the first to see me and I spilled the beans as fast as I could.  The tears rolling down my face as I relived the horror of Max getting hit by a car.  That gut wrenching moment as he made contact would live with me forever.  I don't think I ever really thought about how old he was.  I know dog years and humans aged differently.  I think in the back of my mind I really thought Max would love forever.  I think the horror of the event was set on my face my dad grabbed Max and gently took him away in my room.  I didn't realize how tired my arms were after holding him for so long.  I just knew I had to carry him no matter how much he weighed.  Max weighed near 72 lbs of muscle no fat on my dog.  I'm not being vain but my Max was a beautiful specimen of a dog.

I went to the fridge taking out a hot dog pushing the pain medication into it hoping Max would just swallow it.  Mom followed me into my room Max just looked at me with pain filled eyes my heart was breaking.  Max closed his eyes and used his private communication with his brother Riordan knowing Claire couldn't hear unless he allowed her to.  "Brother I don't know how long I can keep up this ruse I could just easily heal myself but yet I'm forced to lay here helpless and watch her feel guilty over me,"  Only for now Riordan said in my mind only for now I'm sorry you are in pain but she must not know yet until the time is right.  You will know when brother.  I caressed his fur willing his pain to me.  Wishing I could take it for him every discomfort.  "Max you got to eat your medicine for me.  I promise you will feel better."  I said with all sincerity Max opened his mouth looking more tired than anything as I put the hot dog in his mouth.  Max chewed it and swallowed looking all too human as he grimaced from the medicine taste.

I kissed his forehead telling him I love you as I pulled the covers around him to make him comfortable.  "Max I'm going to make your food as I promised," I said with determination.  The steak I was going to make would be the best he had ever eaten.  Mom hugged and kissed Max.  He had become such an important part of our family he was like a member of our family.  Max even got presents for his birthday along with Christmas.  Max has always been spoiled and treated like family.  Vacation destinations were always planned ahead with Max needs in mind.  He had more frequent flier miles than most humans and if he actually had a passport they would be envious of his destinations.  If only I had really known his true identity then could I have spared him the pain of keeping up his ruse.

My eyesight was still a little blurry but I was beginning to make out shapes now around the room instead of a mass of color blotches.  A doctor came into the room I have never seen before touching and probing me like I was a lab rat.  I was no more human than those poor creatures that humans experiment on for cosmetics.  Whatever he found he smiled in approval ignoring my questions of when I could go home.  No matter how many times I asked each person who came into my room completely ignored me like I was deaf.  The answer they always gave me was silence and cold indifference to their procedures.  I don't know how long this continued but I didn't feel like myself anymore anger was building inside of me.  I reached out again and again to Riordan but our bond wasn't there.  I was frustrated from not being able to reach him all those times I took for granted I would just ask for one little message S.O.S.  The only constant was nurses coming in and pumping me full of either pain killers or the medicine that burned going in.  My days seemed to be getting away form me but I could tell my skin was changing into this smokey colored ash.  My head throbbed like nobodies business and I feared moving it.  My eyes were sensitive to the light forcing me to keep them close to shut out the pain.  My dreams were nightmares of another's life as I was being hacked to death. I wasn't entirely sure if I was under some drug induced nightmare or having memories of her life?

These dreams felt real but that wasn't my face I saw in the mirror when I happened to go by a reflective surface.  It was like I was watching another persons life through her eyes while I was just being hijacked along for the ride.  I missed my Max who always slept on my bed like a human.  I held on to him like a life vest as they continued to poke and probe me further making me feel exposed.  Nothing of modesty was left to the imagination as they took pictures of me naked from every angle.  My body didn't even look like my own as I looked skinnier and skinnier.  The smokey blotches were getting worse and then fading back into my normal skin.  When I felt angry they got worse as my hope was fading from me of being rescued.

I dreamed of Riordan holding me telling that everything was going to be alright that I had to be strong until he came for me.  I held onto that hope everyday cause I could almost feel his touch against my hand holding it near him.  I could still hear his words, "I'm coming for you Doll face don't you worry I won't ever let you out of my sight again."  I believed him completely and knew in my heart he would never let me down.  But when I woke up it was another day in the room tied up to my bed like a bad rerun of mommy dearest.  This time I plan on doing exactly what she told me I thought with a giggle.  See you really got to have humor in these types of situations cause honestly who is going to entertain you while your staring at the walls?  Watching paint peel really didn't cut it for me?  How long does it normally take to peel paint really?  At this rate I was more likely to die than the paint peel.  I mentally bashed myself for having such morbid thoughts really me die  hell no I hadn't been rescued.  This was my own real life damsel in distress waiting for her blue eyed hero to come rescue her.  I knew I was feeling a little homesick cause I could of swore I heard Riordan's voice as clear as day say, "Claire". Came a faint whisper in my mind causing me to jump a little inside with happiness. Had I really just bought the farm or was this real and not an imaginary sound?  "Can you hear me?" again the sound was persistent but all I wanted to do was go back asleep so powerful was the medicine they been pumping into me.  Maybe I would close my eyes for just a little while what was the harm in that really I was so damn tired my eyelids felt really heavy.  But I knew it was important to stay awake the insistent nagging feeling of him being near wasn't fading.  I could of swore I felt him enter my mind, pushing my buttons, and trying to jump start our bond.  "Doll face wake up for me if you can darling I need you", insistently the voice kept bring me back from the darkness of sleep.  I reached out to touch our bond barely able to believe that he was near.  Yes I heard in the back of my mind as the fog was beginning to lift as he encouraged me further.  Hell I must be dreaming cause no man should sound that sexy in my brain no one.  Smug male images flashed thru my brain as he heard my thoughts again damn it while can't I block him from my thoughts.

I could feel Riordan's presence in our bond the first time in I don't know how long  but I could feel him reach out to me like a caress.  My heart started pounding like a loud drum as hope soared throughout my entire being.  I swear to you if I could glow like a beacon you would see me in the middle of the ocean.  I think our bond was coming back I could feel my mind beginning to clear the dust off the damn shelf.  My thoughts were no longer jumbled and full of nonsense and intellectual insight.  My brilliant ideas of saving the rain forest would have to be set on hold as all thoughts began to push for my instant and utter release from prison.  The energy between us that was flickering came steady growing brighter and brighter I could feel his thoughts telling me he was coming for me.  The drug coma they had me going in and out was fading fast as my body was healing itself.  My powers were coming back to me as I pushed and pushed with my mind to start a fire to burn off my damn bonds.  I was feeling better and better by the moment I knew Riordan was near I could hear the commotion outside my room.  It was getting louder and louder as the roars echoed within the hall and I knew my guardian was coming for me.  

I finally got the bonds off me as the flames burned them to ash.  No human was harmed in the process I giggled to myself at my own cleverness the effects of the drugs still in my system.  I knew I wasn't in my right mind but really in all honesty couldn't give a flying fuck right now.  Really could you fly and have sex at the same time?  Only superman could do this I was thinking.  And my doped up system and brain activity followed this path of thinking for about 30 seconds as the last of the drugs left my system.  Finally clear and precise logic entered my mind.  I had to use the bathroom and if I wasn't fast enough I would disgrace myself in front of god and everyone.  I hurried to the toilet as I pushed out a weeks worth of back up plumbing out in my fell swoop.  Not my finest moments but hey I made it to the toilet all by myself.  The big girl diapers they had me in was going to be the first thing I got rid of when the moment arrived.  They could of given me a much more style conscious brand like huggies or something.  Pull ups would of been optimal but really blue diapers that reached around me a few times because they were meant for old people.  I knew I was getting stronger by the minute because the bond was snapping into place.  I was beginning to feel like my old self again.  I called my armor to me hoping against hope that it wouldn't fail me as confidence grew in me.  I closed my eyes wishing with all my might that this was true that the strong light leather covered my body from head to toe.  My sword was in my hands as I opened my eyes.  Whatever power they had blocking me was gone and in its place stood Claire warrior princess.  Grinning I really did feel like Xena Warrior Princess and  for a tinsy winsy moment all those episodes of her yelling out her warrior call went thru my head.  I opened up my mouth and gave my best impression ayiyiyi yi yi yi yi.  She would of been proud of me as I held my sword up over my head all the past memories of what I went thru came rushing at me the humiliation, the despair, loneliness, and worst of all anger.  Another roar in the hallway this time nearer to me made me jump and I was ashamed to say I yelped a little.  If I hadn't of used the bathroom I might of peed myself because that sound  was a scary sound of rage.  If I wasn't mistaken I could swear that was my Riordan in the hallway but I be dammed if I let him know he scared me.  Honestly it was the best sound in the world to my ears cause I knew he was closer to me as I was gathering my strength.  I tried the door but it wouldn't budge no matter how hard I tried to rip it off the hinges.  I sat on the bed waiting as he opened the door yanking it open running to me picking me up.  

I just closed my eyes and breathing in his scent his arms were around me.  I could feel his immediate relief and rage as he took in my haunted look and smell.  Cocking his head at me, "somethings different about you Doll face you smell different to me".  Could of been all those injections they have been giving me and hooking me up to an iv all the time?, I said with a shrug.  I can feel your hatred Claire Bell but we must get you to safety every second counts.  I touched his hand drawing him near to me.  Slowly he chanted instantly we were back in the Queen's quarters.   She looked at me with great concern I couldn't help but feel a trickle of fear down my spine.  Some of my hair was turning black where blond used to be?!  I looked at it somehow it felt foreign and strange to me.  Something inside me flared up and claws extended from my finger tips.  I tried covering my face with my hands but only managed to gauge some of my skin.  Looking around the room I saw the surprise.  "Stop looking at me I know I am a freak",  yelling to no one in particular.  "Claire darling your blood has been manipulated with wraith DNA we need to see how far it has spread.  My skin had a smokey tint to it leaving me feeling hollow and unearthly.  Riordan's ring on my finger was gone the loss of it done me in as realization hit me.  They took everything from me my humanity and experimented on me like I was a lab rat.  I knew I wasn't right anymore my form was a freak of nature but to take my ring.  I sat down again drawing my complete form up hugging my knees and moaning.  Rocking myself back and forth to come to grips with my reality.  The Queen and Riordan both held me I was oblivious  to their touch.  I felt a wrongness in my being my thoughts were jumbled.

Sometime later I was calm again when I looked around me I only saw loving faces of my friends.  "I don't want to be like this.  I'd rather die than harm anyone but all I feel is vengeance towards people even you."  My claws extended right on cue and I had to feel ashamed of what I had become.  What would my mother think of me how could she accept me like this?  I closed my eyes as my emotions got the better of me tears were beginning to spill down my face.  Opening my mouth I screamed and screamed in rage, horror, and sadness my sanity was hanging by a thread.  Riordan's touch stilled me as he broke through our bond you are the first of your kind Claire Bell a human, fairy, and wraith.  You were never human but you can make this into a curse or a blessing you alone have the power over your body.  You think I want to be like this for the rest of my life.  I dropped my hospital gown then all modesty had left me the weeks in the hospital took away my shame of being naked in front of strangers let alone friends.  Riordan's eyes went wide as he took in my skinny form my skin was like a fine dusting of ash.  Where my eyes had been luminous and ever changing they now had a ring of black to them.  Oddly beautiful and eery at the dame time.  I willed my armor to me covering up my nakedness no longer was I untouched pure something else had changed that forever.  I closed my eyes and pictured home cause right now I wanted my Power Puff girls pj's something fierce and my bed.  I faded from the room instantly teleporting myself into my room.

I sat on my bed contemplating what I would do with the rest of my life but today just for the next couple of days I was going to allow myself to pout and come to grips with what I had become.  I grabbed some paper writing a note on my door that said do not disturb.  You owe me that much  I get three days to myself.  When I come out of my room is when I want to be bothered by anyone.  I signed it love Claire Bell.  I turned back into my room not ready to shut my door something in me didn't want to feel trapped or closed off from the world.  I quickly got dressed the familiar clothes helped soothed me looking into the mirror my skin turned back into my natural color.  I went into the bathroom reaching for the Tylenol Pm's my mother has when she cant sleep grabbing out two dry swallowing them.  I scooped out three handfuls of water to drown out the taste.  Heading back into my room Max came bounding up the stairs growling a bit.  I reached out and touched him his ears went back.  "Max its me", I said softly.  Max whined a bit and licked my hand I felt a small piece of me slide into place.  I got into bed pulling the covers up.  "Max come up here and sleep with me I need you", I pulled out the covers for him.  Wagging his tailed he jumped up and settled down next to me keeping watch as I fell asleep.  I heard I'm sorry Claire that I failed you as I fell asleep.  Silly dog its not your fault as I smiled and passed out.

Sometime later Riordan entered my room I felt his presence even in the deepest part of my sleep but I didn't bother waking up.  Max lifted his head settling back down.  "Keep her safe my brother I know you feel responsible for what happened.  There was nothing you could have done you were out before you could recover.  They stabbed you over and over again just so they could get away.  No amount of super healing powers can stop an enchanted sword bent of stopping your healing."  His paws were over his face tears spilling out in shame and remorse.  "You did me a great honor protecting my mate for as long as you have.  I couldn't of asked for a better brother", I said this with complete and utter sincerity.  Putting my hands around him I felt the gut wrenching shutters as he tried to contain his emotion even him I couldn't make right not even my mate.  I sat there feeling helpless and did the only thing I could do I cried with him looking at my mate with concern as she moaned in her sleep.  I could feel the anguish in my brothers body and in our bond he would somehow have to learn to forgive himself.  I sent this message to him hoping against hope that he would take it to heart like I was trying to do.  Somehow I had to make this right for Claire all the good guys do this and I very much wanted to be her knight in shining armor.  After awhile my brother settled down his eyes connecting with mine like twins do speaking along our special path used only by us.  Let's speak in human form and he transformed his form into mine the only difference was that his eyes were brown instead of blue.

There was too many of them surrounding us Claire never had a chance.  She never knew what hit her I watched her hit the floor as I took out the first guy taking a sword to the heart its no wonder they didn't take my head even for an immortal that means death.  She's a changeling I felt the difference in her and growled at her I wasn't sure what she was until she called to me.  Who knows how well this will end for her.  She rages I felt the change in her as she entered the house.  The power emanating from her is beyond my knowledge I knew she was gifted before but now she is uncharted.  The scent is also different no longer hers but the same as well.  She wants revenge for the crimes that was done against her and who can blame her.  She tosses and turns in her sleep calling out your name and mine the sound hurts me.  The images in her mind of what they did to her is appalling they weren't gentle with her.  What that man did to her beating her and then choking her till she passed out thankfully her mind left out anything else.  We need to have her covered and monitored 24/7 just until we know how to predict the fallout to this.  Wraiths number one program is to protect oneself and ones property.  Whatever she considers hers she will want back and that right now is her ring.  She didn't have it when she came back out of the hospital.  I feel really sorry for the unlucky sod who has it when she goes to fetch it.  She will also have mood swings and power surges that's pretty much all we can predict in her.  Max moved away from me towards Claire curling up near her feet closing his eyes.  I must sleep brother and be on the alert keep the sisters near us two at a time don't ever leave her alone again with just me she is too valuable to the other side now more than ever.  Now we know that they will stop at nothing to get to her and I'm sure next time they will move her to another plane that even we can't get access to.  Max threw back his head and roared for all he was worth taking the silence of the night clearing the forest area from miles.

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Sitting in my bed eating my popcorn and generally feeling out of sorts with life.  I was safe and comfortably tucked in my bed.  Pillows and blankets cocooned me in but I was no butterfly emerging from another state of being.  I don't know if I was in a state of shock or what but when I tried to step out of my door.  My heart started racing, my palms were sweating, and a horrible case of vertigo hit me.  I barely made it to the couch. max was whining and wagging his tail gently pulling me back in.  I have never felt this much terror and anxiety in my life.  I retreated back into the safe confines of my room.  My heart began to settle Max's head was in my lap his presence soothed me.  I knew he was concerned for me he kept looking up at me from time to time.  I petted his fur that simple act settled my nerves.  I eventually quit shaking and my hands could actually look steady as I held them out.  I was getting angry at myself for being such a coward.  I knew If I could let myself I would hide in here letting the fear take me.  So I promised myself 3 days of putting.  No more no less to recover after that it was go time.  I put up a sign that said, "Pouting for 3 days DO NOT DISTURB."  Not surprisingly a few hours later there was food outside my door on an end table.  I headed for the bathroom I couldn't seem to get that smell off me no matter how much Olay body wash I used.  I just still felt dirty and unclean.  Somewhere in the back of my head I honestly thought washing away the stink of the hospital would somehow magically erase the trauma I been through.  I no longer felt safe anymore.  The act of closing my eyes in the shower brought on a panic attack.  I believed in my mind someone was gonna snatch my butt in the shower when I closed them.  So here I was rinsing the soap out of my hair with my eyes open.  Burning your eyes with soap made me look like I smoked a pound of weed.  My eyes were so red and irritated I could hardly stand it.  Visine in hand I lubricated my eyes over and over again.

I was walking past the mirror my reflection shocked me clear down to my skin.  My eyes had changed color to black smokey orbs no longer the luminous eye color I was used to.  I was just thinking about the events in the hospital trying to make some sense of it.  Reaching out my hand towards the mirror for a second there blind panic blinding me.  I jerked back my hand giving a yelp of surprise.  My fingertips were smokey all the way to the elbow.  Not only did my hand sting but was numb and pink.

The Mirror was like sticking your tongue on a pole.  Not particularly smart thing to do specially when your initial reaction is to jerk back.  The cold I felt was like throwing yourself into Nitro.  My panicky heart kicked into overdrive.    I heard whispers from beyond the mirror calling me towards them and every part of me wanted to join them for one insane micro second.  I felt myself stepping forward ready to enter the mirror.  Movement from behind me made me jump I turned around and struck out my hand going through Riordan's chest.  "Smiling", that's one way to touch my heart.  How about we get you back to bed.  I'll bring you some food and tea."   Max chose that time to grab my pajama bottoms it was either move or lose them.  I'm not sure if I wanted to be a stripper yet.  Only I get to throw one dollar bills at you Claire.  Riordan said with a smirk.  The verbal sparring felt familiar as I let Max lead me to the room.  Climbing into bed opeing room for Max.  Laying his head on my lap I settled into our routine.  I stroked his fur as he waited for Riordan to return.  Everything is going to be alright I'm in my bed and no one can harm me.  I watched my hands turn colors normal healthy pink to smokey black over and over again Max cocking his head looking at me with concerned eyes.  I wasn't aware of anything else in the room except for the whispering that was getting louder and louder in my head.  Will I ever be normal again?

*Riordan*
Down stairs preparing bread pacing back and forth wondering what the hell I was going to do with my Claire she was adjusting better than could be expected under the circumstances.  Aeryn placed a hand on my shoulder a weight of the world was on it.  My heavy heart carried a burden of failure and the reality of those mistakes was sitting in her bed with my brother.  "You can't blame yourself Riordan if anybody is to blame its me for not telling her what she was in the first place.  I wanted her to live a normal life away from your world and it comes slapping full in the face.  You brought her back to me although damaged she will heal and become stronger than before.  Her very DNA has been changed I have been wondering what to do about it ever sense she has stepped back into the house.  I have relunctantly given in to her demands of three days to herself after what she has been through what else am I to do?"  

I closed my eyes to the memory of the pigtailed girl who stole my heart even though I didn't feel worthy of her.  She made me want to be a better person so I pushed myself everyday for her.  As if reading my mind Aeryn looked at me, "You are worthy of her I knew the moment you let your brother take watch over her that one day you would come.  See me Riordan.  See me.  My eyes finally saw past the glamour to a remarkable version of my mate.  Claire's mother was the spitting image of her mother wrapped up in a human shell.  I bowed down then not looking into her eyes my heart was somewhere lodged in my throat.  Unshed tears threatened to spill.  I must stay strong for Claire I must not let her see me like this.  Once Claire accepts that she can't change what happened to her and starts to live again we will hunt together the bastard who stole my daughter my brother did this.  I smelled his scent on her Daniel is out there stalking my daughter as we speak probably gearing up for round two.  This must not happen I suspect the Queens husband was also a victim of his devices but I can't prove it.  Just I know how he operates and he has always been a very clever man.  The loss of his son has made him demented instead of dealing with his grief he blames me for his death.  

Everything in me demands a blood payment for my mate Aeryn I hope your not here to plead for the life of your brother cause one way or another he will be dead.  "Are you so sure she is your mate?  Or is it a blood lust that is often commen when coming into contact with our kind?  I shrugged off the first initial reaction of being insulted her words instilled in me.  I squared my shoulders rounding my eyes to meet her luminous ones.  "She is my female cause she awakened in me the blood magic.  She recognized me as her and invoked the oath.  Even at a young age her mind connected with mine.  I have always been a heartbeat away from her."  Aeryn closed her eyes understanding and centuries of life gazed back at me when she finally opened them a sigh escaped her lips.  "I knew this day would come and I'll pretend we never spoke so when you formally ask for her hand.  I'll give you my blessing.  Watch over my daughter Riordan she is going to need all the help she can get a war is coming."  With that she left me to my thoughts as I struggled to absorb the meaning of her words females can have a thousand meaning with such simple words.  Did she literally mean a war was coming or a war with her father when I asked for Claire's hand? 

Claire chose this time to come out behind the walkway to the kitchen looking at me with her luminous eyes so much like her mother.  I'll never get tired of them.  You were the man who gave me the puppy?  A very long time ago when I was a little girl.  Claire's hand snaked out towards mine entwining our fingers together whispering mine.  I was taken back to that day where a little girl saved my life of my brother and I.  "Your magic Claire and everyday you spread it around you.  "I don't feel like magic right now something is wrong with me.  I don't feel like myself any more."

Max choose this time to pad into the room brushing me with his body going straight for his food dish.  Seemingly unaware of the events folding around him.  Aeryn  walked back into the kitchen looking at all of us as my dad walked back into the house.  Riordan stepped back to grab bowls he had the foresight to make a lot.  I carried the bread sticks to the table Riordan set four places looking at all of us.  I followed his lead not self conscious that I was in my pj's and my hair was standing on end.  My father took off his coat and headed straight for the table.

Careful not to break the magic of his daughter's vacating her room.  The silence was getting pretty thick.  I coughed, "Can someone please pass the bread sticks or am I going to have to get it myself.  Riordan's secret smile played on his lips our eyes met.  Magic is the word that came to mind.  He showed me how he saw me and I blushed clean to my roots.  Dad did his usual cough and hide behind a newspaper routine that magically appeared out of nowhere.  I felt Max lay by my feet as I rubbed my feet across his back our routine made me feel at ease.  The soup warmed my soul.  I could tell everyone was on edge but the tension lessoned a bit.  "Tomorrow I'm going to go to the bookstore.  I need to do something normal again and I would appreciate it if everyone would relax I'm not going to break."  Dad took out his credit card sliding it across the table towards me all eyes seemed to be staring at me.  As I tentatively took the card knowing what a momentous occasion this way.  My dad was the penny pincher in the family it was my mother who often spent the money around the house.  My dad was the saver and always making sure we had something set back for a rainy day.  My mother looked at me and smiled the first real geniune smile I have seen in a long time.  Reached out and squeezed my fathers hand who politely hide behind the newspaper again wiping tears from his eyes.  We were doing something normal for once my father wasn't a man of words but of quiet thoughts and actions.  When he did something it spoke volumnes and I was listening loud and clear.  I put the spoon to my lips not realizing how ravenous I was gulping down the food like it was my last.  Spoonful after spoonful until finally my bowl was empty.  I filled it up setting it down for Max to eat not caring if it was on my mothers spotless floor.  I arched an eyebrow wondering if she was going to correct me or not.  Seeing no immediate retort I yawned and silently got up.  All eyes where on my backside as I headed towards the stairs.  I swear if eyeballs had eye prints I would be completely covered.  The idea made me laugh and I hopefully didn't seem like a crazy person as I smiled towards my bed.

*Max*
Not missing an opportunity for food scarfed the food down in record time.  Riordan picked his bowl looked around at my parents wondering when they would dismiss him.  Michael looked at Riordan,  "even though she is in a delicate state.  I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't stay the night.  I know your presence calms her but I'm not quite ready to let my little girl go yet.  Give me some time to adjust to the fact she has a boyfriend.  11:00 and you go home plenty of time for a movie.  I nodded my head, my mouth opened in surprise, clearly this was the form of acceptance human fathers give to a potential suitor.  "Yes sir", as I hurried up the stairs with Max following behind me.  Aeryn chuckled as I rounded up the stairs picking up the bowls finishing the cleaning of the dishes.  

I found her already snuggled up in her covers hair and teeth brushed a tv series playhing in the background.  Farscape funny how some of the creatures and characters resembled the Lore.  The door opened and Max padded into the room setting himself at the foot of the bed.  I eased right next to Claire who held the covers opened to me encircling her with my arms.  She looked at me then projecting her thoughts to me that no matter how nutter butter she got I would be there for her.  You have no idea Doll face.

A memory came back to me of my Max changing into a dog.  "Are you really a  dog Max?  Max just lifted his head and wagged his tail?  I swear to God he winked at me.  A smile played on my lips but I was too tired to figure out all of this right now.  Riordan's body heat was drowning out all conscious thought.  Was Max even a dog?, he makes me wonder.  My thoughts confused me but in my heart I already knew the answer.  He was just my Max lock, stock, and barrel.  Last sound I heard was Pilot talking to Aeryn on the tv show asking about why she killed the last Pilot.

I sat again huddled in the shower letting the water wash all over me no visible sign of injury showed on my body.  The feeling of never being cleaned or pure weighed heavily on me.  I couldn't scrub away the feelong of captivity or being violated which was nothing but a ghost anyways.  I could still smell the hospital scent on me.  I wondered if that would ever go away.  I let the water flow over my body as I hugged myself silently willing myself to get better.  I don't know how long I sat there not thinking.  It was the cold water that finally made me move my hands to turn off the water.  I wrapped the robe around my body and headed towards my bedroom.  Max was following me like a shadow close on my heels dogging my every step.  I was surprised he waited on the outside.  He has been stubbornly persistant on being my shadow although I dont mind this he has always been a source of comfort to me.  I reached over to the bottle of tylenol Pm's and grabbed two out of the bottle right now all I wasnted was uninterrupted sleep.  I switched on the huge fan I bought a couple of weeks ago letting the sound block out all the outside noise.  Soon I was fast asleep not a care in the world.  Today im going to hide and recover my strength.  I promised myself I wasn't sure if this was true or not but tomorrow we will see.  Max nuzzled up to me my arms wrapping around his body somehow he always knows what to do.

Sometime during the night Riordan is holding my hand the most natural feeling in the world.  I look at the clock it's 4;30 in the morning I guess the pills wore off.  I reach for the bottle but Riordan moves them out of my reach.  I arch an eyebrow in question but he meerly shrugs in answer but firmly shakes his head.  Tomorrow you are going to try

*Claire and Max* Eventually a few hours later my eyes were no longer red but a dull pink like I been crying all night.  I came back into the bedroom where Max covered his eyes with his paws.  I swear he laughed at me thru his doggy mouth.  Go ahead and laugh it up Max but your a a shifter eating dog food out of a can.  I stuck my tongue out and almost felt like my old self.  Max just smiled at me his pearly whites all gleaming," I like my dog food."  Juast in case your not caught up to speed Max is really a shifter and my guardian and companion sent him to me by his twin brother Riordan who can't be around me twenty four seven so he has his brother take his place.  I'm still not up to date on this whole inner species thing going on but apparently I'm a rare human with powers.  Or so I thought but really I'm just grasping at straws here cause my mother never really talked about her family.  I struck a pose flexing for all I was worth sending an image in Max's head, "Go me."  Max fell off the bed in a huff of doggy giggles which made me feel even better.  I snatched a few pillows off the bed throwing them at him for all that I was worth.  I knew right then and there that everything was gonna be alright.  I was a stronger slightly damaged Claire.  "You gotta love me I'm win my wonder woman p.j.s.  I forgo ed my usual power puff girls for a powerful woman.  Somehow I got the courage to walk all the way in the livinroom.  Max was dead on my trail as I grabbed the front door knob willing myself to walk out into the front yard and retrieve that paper.  I closed my eyes willing myself outside picturing myself near the newspaper picking it up.  I opened my eyes because no longer was the door knob in my hand but empty air.  Somehow I teleported myself directly over the newspaper.  Max and I locked glances as I looked around me carefully surveying the area for bad guys.  Max came charging out of the back looking at me with concern.  I reached down and picked up that newspaper carrying it inside while my mother held open the door a look of pride entered her eyes she knew I had been hiding in my room.  Witnessing my meltdown when I tried it a day earlier.  She didn't speak a word to me afraid of ruining the moment with unnecessary words.  I felt the need to be in my moms arms that I ran at her.  I felt her surprise as she said,  "oh" and hugged me fiercely.  We haven't hugged in forever and somehow over the years the hugs grew less and less.  Tears came down my face cause I knew I could of not been here in this moment.  If Riordan haven't saved me I'd still be hooked up and getting experimented on.  As it was I had this dusting of ash on my skin like I have been touched with death.  Honestly at times I felt like screaming in rage but of course I never did these things.  Max whined at me bringing me out of my revelry.  I have been digging my nails into my mothers skin.  She never said a word just clung to me waiting for me to gain control of myself.  I think a part of her knew my sanity was hanging on by a thread.  I knew deep down something was wrong about me I just couldn't put my finger on it.  I started to relax my mother was humming a song she used to sing that took away my nightmare's as a child.  I felt safe and warm.  I pulled back a little for the first time I saw her.  Really saw her without the glamour.  She was truly beautiful and alien to me.  She reached out and stroked my face each delicate finger tracing patterns in my face.  I felt something wet as her fingers trailed .  Her mouth had blood on it as she kept dipping her finger in her mouth.  My eyes widen as understanding came crashing from all the memories that I just pieced together.  "I'm not human am I mother", I said with regret.  My illusions of being normal shattered into a million pieces.  The only human was my father who was utterly clueless like I have been for so long.  Aeryn shook her head with tears in her eyes.  "You have the very best of both world's Claire Bell and your father's big brave heart.  I closed my eyes pulling myself together taking in the fact that I wasn't fully human.  Tears were threatening my eyes again as I asked, "What am I?"  You are a fairy and a human where both world's meet you belong to both and none.  I have always felt like an outsider but for once I actually understood why people either shied away from me or was drawn to me.  Deep down they knew on a basic level that I wasn't one of their kind.  Your a fairy Claire Belle and a human.  The most beautiful and complex human on the planet.  I dared loved a human and was cast out to live out my existence in this world.  I am forbidden to walk between the veil of our world into the next.  The gatekeepers would stop me from entering the world you have been traveling.

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We all held our breath as Claire stepped within the circle her skin was so smokey and black she looked like a piece of charcoal.  I could see her struggle to control herself as she stepped forward on her own two feet.  She was still in control of her body just barely as she mouthed the words ready.  Claire looked upwards as her haired turned white her beautiful eyes turning black as the wraith took complete control.  I felt the complete force of her hatred as she stared at me running at full force.  Claire's body hit an invisible wall as she tried in vain to escape.   The priestess came forward pulling her hood back revealing elven ears.  She was so beautiful with her markings on her face that I was momentarily enchanted.  Laurel began chanting the power of her voice was musical and soft.  I was fighting sleep as she chanted words I didn't understand.  My eyes were trying to close on me my willpower kept them open.  The others around me were swaying on their feet.  max was the only one unaffected as he moved towards me.  "Dig your nails into your palm her voice is musical and narcoleptic", as he showed me the wounds in his palm.  I understood then what he was doing to combat her voice.  Max put a hand on my shoulder steadying me as I watched Claire's body slam over and over again against the barrier.  Her normal tranquil features contorted in rage.  Screaming at the top  of her lungs dis she wail at us at full volume.  I knew eleven magic was powerful as slowly the black faded from her skin her eyes still remained untouched.  The wraith flew into a fury as she tried escaping her cries growing fainter and fainter.  Laurel's hands glowed as she traced symbol after symbol in the air.  They shimmered like gold then fading into a glimmer of glitter before disappearing completely.  I knew we were winning the fight Claire's hair turned back to her normal brown with red highlights.  Her face softened as she slowly regained control of her body.  I barely remained standing as the injuries the wraith gave Claire being transferred instantly to me almost put me to the ground.  Luckily I heal just as quickly my shifter abilities always a blessing in these situations.  The impact of the blows already shattered bones in my body.  I grunted with the effort it took to keep my mouth shut knowing Claire would feel guilty for things that she couldn't control.  The wraith didn't give up without a fight and I had to admire her tenacity as she threw herself at breakneck speeds before the fire evidently went out.  Part of me admired the wraiths will to live but the bigger part of me was glad Claire was whole again.

I drifted back slowly to my body as I watched her ram herself over and over again against the barrier.  It felt like a whirlwind was dragging me back to my body as I was suctioned back in.  I saw them come for her as she exited my body the look of fear on her face reaching out to me.  I knew I could do nothing for her but still I wished her well.  Opening my eyes to the faces around me I held out my hands seeing no discoloration only my own natural colored skin.  I wasn't 100 percent me which I found out when I flexed my hands and they were still claws when I willed them to be.  Something I would have to get used to in the near future but the urges to do violence was gone.  I smiled my full 100 watt smile that was my first in a long while.  I gingerly got up surveying my body for damage but knowing instantly who took the punishment.  I knew my body was at its peak condition again cause there was no aches and pains.  I had to fight the urge to do the moonwalk and a grab my crotch for good measure.  No one would understand why I was doing the king of pops moves and I didn't relish being put in a straight jacket if they couldn't get my humor.

Laurel held out her green tinted hand and I walked out of the circle.  I could of swore I knew that face somewhere the wink she gave me and secret smile held no malice only mischief.  I hugged her taking her by surprise I don't think someone like me has ever done that.  No more voices in my head, no more unexplained things, and no more dark urges.  'Thank you seems pitiful for the service you have done to me', and I kissed her on both cheeks happiness getting the better of me.  "Humans have a delightful way of surprising one such as me!" with a blush on her cheeks.  She slipped off a bracelet beautifully carved with trees and nature scenes that looked like they were moving in the breeze.  I could of sworn I saw animals peeking around in the branches but then again my mind had been playing tricks on me.  Slipping it on my arm my first instinct was to deny the gift it was too much.  I didn't want to offend her by returning such a precious gift.  She spoke again in her language for a moment while I cocked my head at her.  The air shimmered with magic again runes glowing above me for just a moment before disappearing into the bracelet. "Honored one, if you ever have need of me me call on the bracelet it is my link to you.  I'll be there at once.  We will meet again in this world or the next Claire Bell somehow I think we are going to be the best of friends you will see."  With that she vanished into a glimmer of glitter fading away quickly.

I looked at Riordan and his twin brother who was holding Riordan up.  I guess my question must of been written on my face cause Max came closer extending his hand those brown eyes looked into mine so damn familiar it was like dejavu.  "My name is Max Claire.  Your Max.  Now that we are formally met I have been your companion since you were a little girl."  With that he changed into my Max whom I have loved all my life.  I have shared all my fears, happiness, and stories since I was a little kid.  I was strangely shy not sure what to do as he looked at me.  "If it would make you feel more comfortable I could change back into the Max you are used to.  His brown eyes looked at me expectantly waiting for my answer.  I hugged him for all the times he been there for me when I was scared as a child.  You have been my best friend any little girl could ask for Max.  I don't know how you put up with me."  I said with all the love in my heart.  My eyes were dangerously close to tears again as I realized they were twins.   Looking back and forth between the brothers the only difference being Max had brown eyes and Riordan blue.  I was strangely shy not sure what to do or to say as he looked at me.  "If it would make you feel more comfortable I could change back into the Max you know and make it easier for you Claire."  His big brown eyes looked at me expectantly.  I hugged him for all the times he been there when I was scared as a child.  I don't know how he put up with me.  "You have been my best friend any little girl could of asked for," I said with all the love in my heart.  My eyes were treacherously close to tears again as I realized they were twins.  "Your brother's aren't you?", looking at both of them.  Max smiled he asked me to look after you Claire as my brother's soul mate I couldn't let him down your my family."  He said this without a trace of guilt or shame.  Riordan as always just shrugged his shoulders waiting for words to have it's full impact.  My mind was racing remembering the kiss we shared.  A blush was creeping to my cheeks as the image was playing out.  I could admit feeling a strong connection to him with our bond.  His kisses were nothing like my first kiss.  His were all consuming , mind blowing, and out of this world kisses.  Hell no, was I going to tell him that he was already smug enough.  "Say I buy into this whole soul mate business where dos that leave us,"  without batting an eye.  Must have made him smile cause he said without skipping a beat,"  We live happily ever after."  I crossed my arms and sighed closing my eyes for patience cause I was way too young to get married.  Not to mention my parents would kill me they barely let me date and I am 19.  Marriage hell that was a whole different story all together.  The look on my parents faces if I marched up and said, "What I believe you but I have one condition you tell my parents.  If my parents don't kill you.  I'll be your huckleberry," my best Doc Holiday impression I could make.  Riordan's eyes lit up like Christmas tree as he pulled me into his arms and kissed me.  All my defiance left me as my arms slid around his neck.  I melted into that kiss like butter on a hot griddle.  If this was love sign me up.  I pulled away first blushing bright red like a tomato as I realized everyone was looking.  Whistles and cat calls assailed my ears making me feel self conscious.  Riordan's just hugged me feeling content for the first time in his life.  Kissing me on the head he gently pushed me away.  "Lets take you home your mother has to be worried to death."  As your fiance I don't want to make a bad impression Max promptly turned into a dog again as Riordan chanted.  I felt that pressure as we went from my world to the next.  Riordan's hand was in the mall of my back like it was the most natural thing in the world.  My eyes met his I knew what he wanted to do was kiss me again.  I had to deny the urge as I led him from my room to the living searching out my parents.

They took in my hand holding his with one raised eyebrow.  Aeryn not missing a beat,"  Who is your new beau?" At that exact moment I wanted to be anywhere or hide behind anything not to feel like a bug underneath a microscope.  "My name is Riordan McGregory and I would like your permission to date your daughter," he said hopeful.  "Well he certainly doesn't beat around the bush,"  my dad said smiling.  He looked at Aeryn clearing his throat,"  you have my permission.  But break her heart and I bury you in the back yard," he said this with complete and utter honesty.  My daughters is a virgin and I would like it to stay that way till she is married.  Do you understand me?"  Aeryn's eyes never left Riordan's face.  "I would never disrespect her or allow her to come to no harm.  I promise you will honor your wishes and always treat her with respect.  I appreciate your candor with me but my intentions are honorable," Riordan said in a rush.  Even I was a little surprised at his words as my stomach did a funny little flip flops.  Aeryn was the first to recover standing up giving him a warm handshake.  "I believe that what your saying is true, " smiling completely clear to her eyes.  I welcome you warmly McGregory into our family."