L (Lyndon)

Chapter fourty

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Ch 40  

Alan threw back his covers, Lyn had only just washed them and even though they were soaked in his own sweat they still smelled like her, like all things did that she washed, the jasmine oil she used.  

Alan had been jolted awake by a noise he had not herd in years one he had hoped never to hear again. It was that of Lyn's scream one of fear and pain, one he had every time taken grate care and effort to comfort and stop.  

It had now been just over six weeks since Christmas so the gift he had given her that she had never looked at again could not be the reason for the screaming. It could only be the impending day when she had to once again face Henry if he was there and destroy the only home she ever knew. The bomb was virtually complete Ash had seen to that once he felt well enough after his recovery from his operation. 

Grabbing his shirt and jeans from the floor he burst from his room and ran down the corridor to the room where both Lucas and Lyn slept. Hearing that scream again brought back so much he washed never to have to think about again memories he thought he was doing so well berrying deep where he never had to look again. His occasional dreams were horrific enough and now he remembered why. Alan could hardly stand the thought of what was happening to Lyn to make her scream like that. 

Everything came back to him in one terrible flood drowning him in dark memories of all he had see and done under Henry's command, a command that until Lyn he had never thought he had the courage to escape. But most of all it was that which he was made to do Lyn that haunted him the most, and he had to do what he could to make her pain stop, to protect her, she was his baby, the only one he had left so he had to do what any father would do for there child. 

Alan pulled his trousers on as he reached for the door, but before he took hold the handle twitched and the door opened leaving Lucas stood before him, the room was to dark for Alan to be able to make out his face and before he stepped out a trembling hand took hold of his and pulled him from the doorway.  

Alan looked to see Tom at his side, worry spread over him and continuing to try and pull him away, Alan couldn't understand why. 

It was then he found out why Tom was so eager to pull him away, Alan had turned back not to find Lucas still in the doorway or leaving the room but to came face to knuckles with his fist knocking him from his feet. It was not the pain or the force, but the shock that kept Alan laying flat on the floor, why? Tom dropped quickly to Alan's side asking if he was okay and shouting obscenities down the corridor after Lucas who was now heading towards the kitchen, but Alan took nothing in as he worked hard to clear his hazy vision and understand what exactly had just happened. 

"Tom I'm fine. just help me up" Tom silently did as asked and as Alan stood he could feel steady trickle begin to run from his nose so instead of pulling on his shirt he chose to wipe the blood from his face. 

"Where are you going? Alan" 

He ignored Tom's calls and hurried after Lucas. It was clear this was in no way the first time Lyn had woken like that, but what was most obvious was that it was no one else fault but his. 

"Alan" Tom had caught up now wearing his hand print jumper and took a firm hold of Alan's upper arm just before he could walk through the kitchen door "Don't, leave him, please" 

Alan pulled his arm free there was no way he was having someone nearly twenty years younger telling him what to do. But Tom gently placed his hand in Alan's showing Alan he wasn't, simply that he knew from experience that it really was best to leave Lucas.