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Date Posted: 08/16/07 3:53pm
Author: Evie/Dane
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Durgan 's message, "inside" on 08/16/07 3:36pm

(She watched with fascination and bated breath as her mate joined their powers together and healed both Bree and the whelps within her. With her hand upon her mate, she could see what he was doing, and was left in utter awe as he sank back against the wall, weak from the work he had done. Her gaze went to Bree, who was breathing slowly, deeply and calmly.. then to Dane, who was holding her so delicately despite the strength that knit the muscles in his back.. and then to her mate. The tears had stopped so abruptly as she looked at him that it shocked her. He was such an amazing man.. it thrilled and awed her to be near him. Emotion overtook her as she looked at him, and the grey green of her eyes turned into a distinctly bright emerald as she crossed the room and knelt at his side, bringing her hand up to brush his dark hair back from his forehead, her other hand coming up to rest against his chest over his heart.) Oh, Durgan.. (She said thickly, leaning in to press her lips to his damp forehead. She could feel just how weak he was, and though she had little of her own energy left to offer him, she did just that. Kneeling beside him in a room that had been shattered by violence, she now sobbed with the relief of life. Her mate had given life to Bree and the whelps.. her amazing mate.) (He knelt there, holding his mate and feeling her life force strengthening even now that Durgan was done healing her and the whelps. He was looking down at her with an utterly blank expression, as though he wasn't really seeing her there. Everything had happened so fast that he wasn't all that sure he was done panicking about losing her and the babies yet.. how could he go from anger to greif to joy in such a short time? It was the soft 'splat' of a tear striking her cheek that brought him to sudden and inexplicable awareness. His hand lifted to gently wipe the tear from her skin, and only then did he realize that it was his own tear. He looked over at his brother, and something akin to a child looking up to his hero skittered across his features. Durgan had quite simply put his shattered life back together for him.. and he had no idea what to think or how to deal with it. His mate was no longer bleeding.. his whelps were safe.. and none of them were pink. Those words sunk in at that moment and a slow smile spread over his boylike features.) Christ, I thought she was gone.. (He said, his hand coming up to brush over his face and up through his hair. Quietly he picked Bree up in his arms and got to his feet.) I dinna ken how to thank ye, brathair.. (He murmured to Durgan, looking quite unsure of himself as he cradled the sleeping form of his mate to his chest. He had just found out that she could blow people up.. and though he was highly aware that she could blow him up as well, he was too arrogant and too relieved to worry about it at that moment.) I.. I'm goin' to go take her somewhere quiet, aye? (He said softly, feeling uncharacteristically awkward about leaving them, but feeling territorial at the same time. He needed some time alone with Bree to sort this all out in his mind.)

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inside -- Durgan, 08/16/07 3:59pm
- Inside -- Evie, 08/16/07 4:11pm
  - inside -- Durgan, 08/16/07 4:29pm