At the Stars
A/N: Couldn't resist the title. I love
+At the Stars
Nathaniel found Damien sitting smack dab in the middle of Anita’s garden in the wet grass, sunrise only an hour away. Carefully, the leopard moved closer, intent on asking what was wrong when he saw the tear tracks on the vampire’s cheeks.
He hadn’t known vampires could cry. He hadn’t known that calm, collected Damien had it in him to shed a tear. And yet he sat there, silent and unmoving as a rock, tears drying on his face. It was an eerie sight.
But Nathaniel knew about pain and so he wordlessly dropped down next to the red headed vampire and waited. He’d either listen when Damien talked or tuck him into the basement if he didn’t move until sunrise. It was all he could do.
Luckily, the vampire decided on the first unspoken option.
“We have been very selfish,” he told his companion. “We all needed her and when she came, we took her on as a Godsend. We forgot who she is.”
He turned his gaze skyward. “Asher says she has been to heaven. This place is not heaven.”
The shifter snorted and agreed, “No it’s not.”
He didn’t understand what this was all about, except that something had happened with Elisabeth, but he was content to listen.
“Careful what you wish for, that it what Anita says, is it not? We wished.” He turned to look at the leopard suddenly, eyes wide. “We have condemned her to hell.”
He was silent and unresisting as Nathaniel wiped the tear tracks from his cheeks and steered him into the basement for the day.