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Hush Little Baby

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Summary: Rain and fear and whimpers…A flash of blue...Something was missing...Why were her hands so small? (answer to Buffy Mommy Challenge, reverse Anita Mommy)

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Anita Blake > General(Past Donor)lckybrFR1885,90224119,9701 Feb 0921 Apr 11No

Here I am

She wasn’t dreaming, she was sure because she could feel the sun on her skin. The breeze through her hair, but she felt like she
was in a dream state, something soft and far away.

The sky was clear of clouds, the sun shining…she remembered blue eyes, a deep sapphire she had never seen before him…

And lavender eyes, it ached something deep inside, and if she concentrated she thought maybe she could feel them…deep inside.

Concentrate


She could maybe hear their laugh, feel arms around her.

Did they miss her? She didn’t know exactly who they were but she knew she missed them needed them…

Her eyes closed, closed against the sun and soft wind. Closed on the harsh reality she found herself and she let herself sink…

Down, down, down…

Sinking

It was calm inside her head, calm and quiet. She could die and it wouldn’t matter, it wouldn’t matter because more than half of her
was missing.

She knew, they were important pieces of her.

In the darkness there was light, soft and far away but it was there. Anita crawled toward that light, through a tunnel she had
created…

Voices came out of the dark, hollow voices that sounded confused…

Jean-Claude a whispered name in the dark, with it cam clarity.


A link that pulled at her chest deeper into the tunnel towards the light.

Nathaniel

Another link, brighter, a harder tug.

Micah

Stronger this time, with that one name came a memory surrounded by people…people she swore to protect…

Pard

More links, small ones, thin, ones, strong ones.

They pulled and tugged toward the tunnel of light until she was running, more names coming to mind filling up her vision, her heart.

Small hands pressed against a glass, a glass that cut her off from them…

She could see them…

Asher he was shaking his head, upset she could clearly see.

Nathaniel and Micah looked angry, and Jean-Claude…

So regal…was blank…it was a familiar face, one that hid so much…

I’m here…

She wanted to go to them, to cling to them…

Small hands hit glass, frantic, here I am…

Asher leaves the room, quietly, a ghost…Nathaniel looks up, and there are tears in his eyes…

Don’t cry, you hated to see him cry.

Micah was there to hold him, to wipe away the tears…

Please

Don’t forget me…Don’t forget.

The light is diming…closing her off…

I’m here!

Frantic now, you can no longer see Nathaniel and Micah and you can feel something pulling you back.

Here

I’m her…

Please…please…


You kick, crying now, and your hands hurt from how hard you are pounding, you screaming, so hard it hurts you scream, JEAN-
CLAUDE


The link flares red, and he looks up and then darkness swallows everything.

The End?

You have reached the end of "Hush Little Baby" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 21 Apr 11.

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