and yet there was no forever

part one - relief

Sitting on the floor, Cordelia looked up at the Antichrist.

"Where is Misty?" She wanted to know. "What happened?" Delia continued.

"I- I don't know." Michael spoke, but as his last word fell, a cloud of dust formed itself into a human looking figure on the floor and started to fade away again, leaving Misty Day laying on her back next to Cordelia.

"My dearest Misty..." Cordelia said in a rather shaky voice. Misty's face laid in Cordelia's hands now. Save.

"Oh, please wake up Misty..." Cordelia cried softly while her hands were grabbing Misty's face a little harder. Cordelia started to tear up. Her eyes turned glossy and she bent over Misty's face as a quiet "please." slipped off her lips. Delia pressed her eyes together so her tears were able to escape and were now running down her rosy-glowing cheeks. With her big, coffee brown eyes she stared at Misty in hope that she would get out of her personal hell and come back. More tears streamed down Cordelia's face as she recognized that Misty's time was slowly running out.

The blonde woman laid her head on the one resting in her hands underneath her, causing her tears to run over Misty's face now too.

"You can do it Misty. You are so strong." Cordelia said while struggling to breathe properly.

A tear dropped off Cordelia's chin and landed on Misty's lips. In this moment Misty gasped. Cordelia jumped and looked at Misty. With her soothing blue eyes Misty looked back into Cordelia's and let out a little laughter caused by the relief she felt.

Cordelia helped Misty to sit up, before she gave her a loving hug. Her arms were tightly wrapped around Misty's body. Delia ran one hand through Misty's hair while the other one was petting her back.

"I am so glad you are back." Cordelia smiled.

"Me too." Misty whispered while enjoying Cordelia's warm touches.

Both of them were visually very happy and felt so relived. A smile started to form on Misty's lips as she started to realize what was happening right now. She actually got out of her personal hell and now Cordelia was showing so much affection towards her. After a little time, they slowly started to end the hug with not pulling each other much closer anymore.

"You did so good." Cordelia said as she took Misty's hands into hers.

"Thank you, Mrs. Cordelia." Misty smiled.

Both of them took a seat at a couch, sanding in a big room that was filled with light the big fireplace on the wall gave of. Cordelia prepared tea for when Misty would come back. Misty did and so they sat down and started to drink it.

"What happened down there Misty?" Cordelia asked and blew into her cup of tea to cool the liquid down a bit.

Misty took a deep breath before she looked deep into Cordelia's eyes and answered: "As this man showed up..." Misty paused and grabbed her cup a little harder "...I immediately felt something bad running down my spine, as if his presence would cause bad energy trying to consume all the good in me." Misty teared up a little and nipped from her tea.

Cordelia ran her hand trough Misty's hair before she caressed her face with the knuckles of her index and middle finger to show her a tiny bit of sympathy. "It's okay Misty, take your time." Cordelia smiled at her.

A little smile started to form on Misty's lips as she slightly blushed. Cordelia softly pulled her hand away from Misty's hair that she was still running through when Misty gently grabbed her hand and put it on her cheek, placing her own hand on Cordelia's to press it a little closer onto her face.

Misty let out a deep sigh. "It felt so horrible. Everything was so quiet." Misty took a moment to calm down. "He seems so familiar Mrs. Cordelia, don't you think?" she continued.

The two women looked over to the big door of the room as Myrtle Snow opened it and entered the room. Her fluffy, red hair was gently bouncing up and down with every step she took. She went into the direction of the place the sofa that Cordelia and Misty were currently sitting on was standing. As she got there, she seemed rather worried.

"The witches do not feel save around Mr. Langdon." She whispered in fear that he would be able to hear them. "I think you should come outside." She added.

Cordelia looked up into Myrtle's worried face and nodded. She stood up and started walking towards the big door that was leading into the room where all the witches were sitting and discussing while Michael Langdon was patiently waiting for a conversation with Cordelia Foxx as Misty stood up too. Cordelia turned around. "What are you doing?" She asked.

"I want to help you." Misty spoke.

"No Misty. You have done so much, please rest my love." Cordelia answered her.

Misty's face blushed soft red from the words that Cordelia just addressed to her.

'My love' circulated around in Misty's head when she heard herself agreeing to going and taking some rest as she walked back to the sofa.

Cordelia walked out of the door, seeming satisfied by knowing that Misty had now some time to calm down and process everything that just happened while acting like she didn't see the light blush that was softly showing up on Misty's pale cheeks.

Mrs. Goode and Myrtle Snow stepped through the doorway and Michael turned around.

"May I ask for a short conversation with you, Mrs. Foxx?" Michael smiled. "Alone." He added coldly.

Cordelia smiled back at him and a confident "Of course" was all the other witches heard before Mr. Langdon and Cordelia disappeared behind a corner that was leading to the hallway.