Her Hell

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Chapter 19
Unforseen Discoveries



Within an instant Amons first thoughts were of Robin\'s awareness. What exactly did she know? And was he to be the one to tell her. The very idea of having that conversation with her was unsettling. For the time being he would push the notion out of his mind. The primary objective at the moment was survival. And hers was most important.

Drifting his gaze to the slumbering three at the stern of the boat it occurred to him for the first time since this ordeal had begun , she never was a child. She\'d always borne the burden of being \'the eve\'. She should have some instilled knowledge of socializing with her peers, dances, and her first kiss. Instead she has lived her life being what amounts to an experiment gone array. But she had gotten past that, she had become so much more than anyone had thought. She was kind, companionate, forgiving, and modest, yet underneath it all she was fragile, and endearing. Her intelligence always sparkled behind those sea green eyes. A wisdom beyond her years always glow from within, making her even more mysterious than the vintage victorian look she wore with pride.

\'Sleep my eve of angels, our journey is not over yet\' he thought as she stirred so slightly as if nudged by his gaze.

Leaning slightly towards the silent Kira, he spoke low \"How much longer?\"
\"You have time for a nap\" she replied, without a sidewards glance.

With no further acknowledgment he settled in a few inches away from Robin, allowing his body to relax, and his mind to drift. It wasn\'t long before his subconscious mind became submerged in a dream filled mirage.

Silky skin, golden hair, and a faint smell of honeysuckle and dew. Cradled against him under a soft glow from the early morning sun, she slumbered. A delightful dream obvious when measured against the sleepy smile gracing her delicate features. His Eve of Angels, Robin. If this sweet torture is a dream may I never wake.

Pulling her closer, tightening his embrace he clung to her. Needing to feel her warmth, needing to draw on her physical presence. She was his lifeline to hope. The only one who could ever possess the key to his heart. Had he been able to express personal thoughts he\'d admit he had though of someday having children, and what kind of woman would be their mother.

In fact there were many things he now understood, and knew the answers too.

His body sought hers out, like a beacon calling home a lost ship. She possessed the only cure for the emptiness caused by years of denial of the most basic needs for love. Before she drifted into his life he\'d never believed he needed someone to fill his life with laughter or tender kisses. In fact until her he\'d never known the strangely satisfying feeling of bringing a smile to someone\'s face. Truthfully until he met Robin he\'d never found laughter to be an enticing melody. Only Robin\'s sweet trickling giggle that she so rarely graced him or anyone else with was what he could call melodic.

The annoyed grunt of a small child alerted Kira to her smallest child\'s distress. A small smile playing across her lips. \"C\'mere lil one, help momma steer\" carefully tucking the child under her free arm she went back to watchful observation.

\'The council will be most pleased with our guest\' she thought. Things had changed so much in the last few days but there had been no time to digest things in her own mind until now. She now faced the new beginning without her best friend, and husband. Her children had always known there was a danger in what their father did. They understood their kind had always had to live as discreetly as possible.

In time she would have time to mourn, however now was a time to concentrate on other matters. Getting the Eve to safety was top priority.

As the horizon began to separate itself from the darkness of night, the two slumbering to the rear of the boat began stirring. A slight squeak drew Kira\'s gaze in their direction. Her amused glance landed on a very stunned Robin who unexpectedly found Amon\'s arms tightly surrounding her.

\"You sleep well?\" Kira asked, amusement dripping from the simple question.

\"I..uh..yes I suppose so\" Robin replied, still unsure whether to remove Amon\'s arms physically or attempt to wake him and risk further embarrassment. As unsettled as she was to find them in this predicament she was sure he would be more than embarrassed, possibly irritated at having been so uncontrolled, even with sleep as his excuse.

Deciding to try the removal approach she carefully lifted his right arm which rested against her hip. Just as she was about to break the bond, his reflex\'s recoiled against the lack of warmth pulling her even more into his form.

Frustration and discomfort at the predicament now forced her find her voice. \"Amon, let me go now please\"

A dark gaze snapped to, locking with her own. First stunned at the voice breaking through his private dream, then at the position he woke to find himself in.

His arms were locked tightly around Robin, who was at the moment protesting. Immediately he pulled his arms away as if touched by fire. In a sense he had been. Though her flames would be most welcome now, being roasted alive would be a pleasure compared to the roaring heat that now threatened to overtake his body from embarrassment.

Fighting for composure, he did the only thing he knew how.

\"Where are we?\" he asked, pointedly, forcing the focus onto something other than where, and how he woke.

\"About 15 minutes from landing\" Kira replied, nearly choking on the chuckle that threatened to erupt. Unfortunately for her, one did escape the lil bundle still curled up against her.

\"shhhhh, leave it be\" she whispered to her daughter.
With a quick nod and knowing smile, the subject was dropped.

Robin had noticed however, and knew it was at their expense the young child had been amused. Amon must be furious, yet it was not her fault. If he dared to become irate or even slightly annoyed with her she would remind him of that fact. She had no control of where he went to sleep, and she certainly did not hold any power of him making him come to her as she slept.

Pushing the entire matter to the back of her mind for later thought she set herself to the task of fixing the messy tangle of hair she had hanging from either side of her head, and brushing out the mild wrinkles of her black dress. Within a matter of minutes they would be on dry land again, and she for one was more than anxious. Boats had never been quite her cup of tea, although she tolerated them well enough.
As a child she often had dreams of drowning, she suspected that might have some roll in the dislike for the tiny contraption they now used for transportation. And surely she was not one to complain, after all this woman had allowed them to travel with her to safety, who was she to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Sparing a glance in his general direction, she noticed the thoughtful look in his eyes. Although not focused on anything or anyone in particular she was well aware his mind was deep in thought. Curiosity usually got the better of her at times like this, however given the circumstances upon both of their awakening she was not about to give way to the urges to ask.

Turning her attention back to Kira\'s direction, she watched the shoreline. Spotting the occasional deer. Noting the direction of the boat turning towards the waters edge she looked for signs of life, there were none. No pathways, no smoke to signal a fire from a warming hearth, no village or even a homestead anywhere in view. If remote was what she had called it, she had told no lie.

As quickly as the boat grazed the shore, Kira, and her children were in a flurry. Kira instructing her children as she told Amon and Robin to hurry and follow them. Wasting no time to ask questions they did as they were told. The children, obviously aware of where they were going led them straight into a clearing nearly a quarter mile from where they had landed. What they saw amazed them.


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Alright, this was a rush job. I hope the next chapter is alil more inviting :) I am sorry about the very very very long update. However I have had quite a bit going on in my own life. And lil to no opportunity to write. Thanks to my DH I have a laptop and portability to write. Maybe the ability to run and hide will help me with my thought process (kinda hard to think when you have a 4&2yr old screaming, fighting, and making effective efforts to rattle your cage. ... lol.)

Those who have stayed with me consistently, reading and reviewing, and just dropping the occasional note to stay in touch.....thanks, it means allot that you enjoy my story so much. Those who believe I have lil to no knowledge of the show I would like to say \"I have seen all 26 episodes (more than once I might add) and if my characters depiction is off to you at least keep one thing in mind. This is MY story. I am writing to express my own thoughts, not those of the original authors ad creators of the actual show. And please keep one thing in mind it is difficult to write Amon and remain totally true to his character. (anyone who writes WHR fanfic will agree)