Fallen

Chapter 26

Zion texted Titus that he was going to be a bit late after the first few minutes of the two talking inside while he waited on the porch, though that had been about an hour ago now. He respected their privacy by not listening in on Lisandra and Faron's conversation even though he was close enough to do so, instead he focused on scanning the streets while Elios scanned the skies. It was peaceful outside despite the turmoil that was going on inside, he was acutely attuned to the energy those gave off when grieving and it was thick in the air surrounding the house. Just how deeply did their love for Lisandra's mother go?

He supposed if he was in the angels place he would be just as worried for the safety of his only daughter if she were dating a demon like himself, he'd be extremely wary. And after losing his beloved mortal? Shaking his head he let out a long sigh and tilted his head back while closing his eyes, the sad aura that had built up causing him to remember the days of old when it was still his job to be around this kind of energy.

"They are finished talking now." Elios said as he stood straight from the railing, the sound of soft foot steps coming to the door had him getting up and stretching out his body. As soon as the door opened and his precious little halfling came outside he turned to find her bearing a sad expression and her eyes were glossed over with unshed tears, something he didn't like. She moved over to where he stood and picked the helmet up off the porch steps before standing straight, giving him a ghost of a smile when he went to take her hand.

His brows drew together as he twined his fingers with hers, hesitating at first on whether or not he should be putting her under the stress of the witches trial but she didn't even give him a chance to say otherwise before she took the steps down to the pathway. Elios nodded to him as he descended with his little halfling who didn't seem at all interested in sticking around the house, her much smaller hand pulling on his to lead him over the walkway. Once they reached his bike however he stopped her from putting her helmet on and set it on the seat of his bike after taking it from her.

"It seems like Faron isn't the only one bottling up their emotions sweetheart." He murmured, her slender brows drawing together in confusion as she looked up at him.

"Who?" He couldn't stop the small laugh that escaped him at her obliviousness when she answered him with her little question, he absolutely adored how air headed she could be at times.

"You." Her expression turned to one of surprise before she sighed and nodded.

"Honestly I could use a good cry." She said quietly, leaning forward to rest her forehead on his chest she let out a small sound when he dug his fingers into her thick orange gold locks of hair, he could feel the grief and sadness pouring off of her and he longed to take it from her. He could feel Elios's eyes on him as he continued to massage her scalp gently but pointedly ignored the Angel, instead focusing on Lisandra and trying to bring back that beautiful shining light.

"I could always have Jax just keep the witch there at the club and we could go somewhere-" She shook her head while staying quiet which was worrying, however she tilted her head back to rest her chin along his chest. Her beautiful mismatched eyes were a lot calmer now after the short moment of reprieve he had given her and there was a lot going on inside her head as she gazed up at him silently, of what she was thinking he wasn't sure but he could tell there was more going on than she was telling him.

"I never got the chance to morn my mother after she died." She started after a long moment. "I was fourteen when she got sick, the vultures had already been swarming us when they found out that she was but... The last time I took her in for a check up she just..." Her eyes lowered as her hands lifted to brush across his chest, the muscles beneath her fingers rippling with the power that lay just underneath.