Once Aaron was down to his boxers, Cadence helped him beneath the blankets, and then sat on the bed beside him. Beads of perspiration dotted his brow, and she took a second to wipe them away. "I've got Jamie on the IAC, and he's going to walk me through this," she explained.
"Tell him I said, 'hi.' He'll know what it means," he joked.
"Green Aaron is weird." She couldn't help but giggle in s
As much as her friends didn't want Cadence to cut them off again, they seemed to understand, and she said her goodbyes. She leaned over and felt Aaron’s forehead. He still felt warm, but not as clammy. His breathing seemed fairly shallow, however, which concerned her. She kissed his forehead, and he stirred just a little bit. "Aaron?" she whispered into his ear. She got no response, however, and she scooted back into the chair, left in her own solitary thoughts with only the sounds of the insects outside to keep her company.Eventually, their cries brought her outside. The heavens were a
There was no dreaded moment of forgetfulness this time when she wasn't quite aware that Aaron was gone; even in her sleep she had held on to that truism. So, when her eyes fluttered open, and the familiar voice calling her began to register, she was more confused than she had been ever before. "Aaron?" she whispered.She shot up to a sitting position, and realized he'd been cradling her head on his lap and stroking her hair. She looked at him skeptically, glancing back at the house, confused. "How are you... here?" she asked cautiously.
Cadence convinced Aaron to stay in Ireland for another full day, and he spent the time telling her tales from his early days as a Guardian, showing her the majestic heights of the Twelve Bens, and even took her to see the breathtaking Cliffs of Moher. Cadence breathed it all in, relishing the opportunity to spend so much uninterrupted time with him, to experience the places he considered to be so meaningful.The flight back was equally impressive from where she sat in the passenger seat. There was something incredibly sexy about watching him take command of the airplane. "Do you want to fly fo
"Cadence! We're so happy to see you!" Liz Findley exclaimed, welcoming her daughter into her home and embrace. "How are you sweetheart?" She planted a kiss on her cheek before taking a step back to survey her oldest daughter, and then pulling her back into her arms."I'm okay, Mom," Cadence assured her. She waited for her dad to complete his handshake greeting to Aaron before enveloping him in a tight hug. "I missed you, Dad," she whispered, kissing him on the cheek.
Cadence stopped talking and stared into her sister's hazel eyes. After a long pause, still holding her gaze, she simply said, "Yes." She watched Cassidy's porcelain face begin to crack, starting with a single tear, which splintered into a rivulet of sobs over the course of several seconds as the realization set in. "I'm so sorry, Cassidy," Cadence said, pulling her sister into her arms."How is this possible?" Cassidy asked in disbelief, her head still buried. "I just talked to him, like, last week. He was here... right here... on this couch, giving me a hard time about how short my cheerleadi
Cadence nodded at him confidently before returning to her sister. "We were in a situation where we were trying to bring in a very dangerous Vampire and a team of Vampire Hunters that were angry with us over another situation ambushed us. Elliott died protecting my friend Meagan. He died a hero--he is a hero.""So, how are you going to find this Vampire Hunter, the one that killed Elliott?" Cassidy asked, the wheels in her head clearly spinning.
Clearing the dinner plates was definitely a two-person job considering there had been very little eating going on. Cadence had noticed Cassidy hadn't taken a single bite of the baked chicken their mother had prepared. She was surprised her sister had even made it down the stairs.Liz was rinsing and Cadence was putting the dishes in the dishwasher--their usual arrangement. Cadence knew her mother liked to take advantage of these opportunities to find out information, so as she slipped the dishes into the rack, she waited patiently to see what her mother would ask this time.
The flight from Shenandoah to Kansas City was both short and silent. Cadence spent most of the time trying to concentrate on what she was planning on saying at the memorial later that afternoon, rather than focusing on the fact that her morning had not started out the way she expected it to; she had, once again, woken up alone--something she was certainly not anticipating, not already anyway.Aaron had a perfectly good explanation--he had gone to get her breakfast--which she appreciated. But when she turned over to an empty bed, panic had set in pretty quickly. He had returned within a few mom