Crystal Clear Blue | By : Ellixer Category: S through Z > Xena Views: 2547 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I wish I could say that we lived happily ever after in splendid bliss. But what’s a fairytale without a few bad guys? We pushed on, not going anywhere particular at first. We had some hope of running into Eve, but mostly our goal was to just travel unnoticed. I know this reprieve will be short lived so I enjoy every quiet moment I can.
We travel on towards home. My anxiety and nightmares have not left me, but they have eased. I have never once taken Xena for granted, and I plan on making sure I never do. The fates will always be against us. One of these times they just might succeed in their goal. We arrive back in Amphipolis, a town that is trying to come back to life after hell broke loose upon it. Sitting on our horses, we look up at what is now Xena’s tavern. It ‘s still run down and falling apart, a shadow of what it used to be. I cringe slightly at the memories from our last visit. We didn’t stay for a reason, but I think Xena wants to honor her mother now by fixing it up. At least we get to settle, even if it’s but a moment. Maybe the battles will leave us alone for a little while. Sometimes I think about what life would have been like if we hadn’t slept for 25 years. Raising Eve somehow out of the eye of the God’s; visiting Cyrene and having big family dinners. That semblance of normalcy that my parents always so desperately wanted for me. Sometimes what I wouldn’t give to go back and relive that little time we had; raising Eve as if she were my own. The God’s are against us though, and I don’t know why. Well I do and I don’t. I mean after the first five attempts to kill and separate us you’d think they’d leave us alone. But apparently it’s something we have to struggle with in every lifetime. Xena is silent next to me, apparently lost in her own thoughts as well. Finally she dismounts her horse, taking tentative steps towards the door. ‘Are you sure you can do this?’ I ask nearly silently, my words being carried away by the wind. ‘I have to.’ Her hand reaches the handle and she slowly pushes it open. Panic wells up inside me, but I quickly push it back down as I dismount my own horse. ‘Where do we start?’ This task seems slightly overwhelming. Xena turns looking at me. ‘Here.’ She shrugs at me. As good a place as any. As night comes on we finally take a break. We’ve worked nearly non-stop, and in almost complete silence. We managed to clean the dust and cobwebs from every corner, clear a fireplace or two, and get one room clean enough to sleep in. I have a rabbit roasting over the spit in the kitchen. It feels like someone is watching me, my only hope is that it’s Cyrene. She was like a second mother to me, never once questioning Xena’s relationship with me, she embraced us both. Xena is sitting at the table picking through the few things of her mothers that had not been looted. I know exactly how she feels. I didn’t get to say goodbye to my parents either. One thing I do have is my sister and niece. Xena has Eve, but she doesn’t have a connection to her past. Except me I guess, I’m not sure I count. I feel like I should say something to her, but I have no idea what that should be. I walk over behind her, place my hand on her shoulder. There’s nothing to say but I want her to know I care. She reaches up, grabbing my hand and kissing it and lets out a big sigh. ‘I never thought I’d miss her this much.’ Her eyes are focused forward. ‘Talk to her. The dead can hear you.’ She sighs again, then gets up and walks out. I know now is a time she wants to be alone. Leave her to speak to her mother in some way. The kitchen is still in a bad state; I look around trying to remember what it once looked like. Herbs had hung on the walls, ready for recipes and elixirs. I wonder if we can bring back that happiness and comfort that this place once held. I’m taking the rabbit off the fire when Xena returns. Her eyes are slightly red from crying. I never let on that I can tell. Xena hates weakness, and crying is a weakness. The fact that she does cry occasionally in front of me, is a testament to her trust in me. I don’t take it lightly. We eat in near silence, the quiet sounds of the town filtering in. A cold wind is whistling in through every crack and crevice in the walls. Despite the cold feel of this place, it no longer has that evil presence about it. It’s been abandoned, but the love it once had still emanates from its pores. ‘She told me she loved you like a daughter.’ Xena breaks the stillness. ‘She always made me feel like part of the family.’ Such a polar opposite of my family; my parents detested Xena and the path she’s led me on. Of course they could never understand that it was my choice, that our paths were the same. They could only see the person she used to be, not the person she had become. She reaches out and clasps my hands. ‘She wanted me to give you something.’ Reaching down, she grabs a pouch that is tied to her belt. She looks at it a moment before sliding it towards me. I have no idea what this could be, or why she would want to give me anything. I give Xena a hesitant look, but her face is unchanged, she just waits. Taking the pouch in my hand, I slowly pull it open. A thin silver bracelet with an inscription drops out. I’m confused. ‘Her mother gave it to her………on her wedding day.’ ‘But shouldn’t you have this?’ She shakes her head at me. ‘You’re family now. She would have given it to you herself.’ She averts her eyes. I don’t know what to say. ‘Xena does this mean…….’ I feel like I’m going to cry. She looks at me, covering my hands with her own. Now I can’t hold the tears back, they come freely and quickly. ‘Our family name is inscribed on it.’ Her eyes point to the bracelet. We had committed ourselves to each other long ago, promising the same things a husband and wife would. I didn’t think Xena had ever told her mother though, or anyone. It was just something between us. ‘I never needed anything.’ I stutter, pulling my hands from hers and inspecting the bracelet. ‘I told her a long time ago. She wanted you to have it then but everything went to Haedes.’ She shakes her head sadly. ‘Xena are you sure?’ ‘She made me promise, it’s yours. You are my family.’ I rush to the other side of the table and grab her in a hug. I never expected this level of acceptance from her mom. My own family would have disowned me. ‘She was a good woman.’ I whisper against her chest. ‘Yes she was.’While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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