This story is inspired by The Demonata Book's Series written by Darren Shawn, it also was inspired and will include many characters with the same actors as the television shows GRIMM and Teen Wolf and a few similar characteristics and plot lines.
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" If you go your way and I go mine, Are we so helpless against the tide, Baby, every dog on the street, Knows that we're in love with defeat, Are we ready to be swept off our feet, And stop chasing every breaking wave ".
" The ship is sinking get out now or let it pull us under, because it's only going to get worse ".
" There's no monsters hiding under your bed, the monsters are here, right now in front of you ".
( Elizabeth ( Ellie ) Grace Martin POV ) ( Location: San Francisco, California ) ( Time: 13 Days Later )
" He says no words, Just sits in dead silence, The signs on his face, A history of violence ".
" Fuck ", Thomas cussed out loud as he once's again fell and stumbled into the ground, his support crutches at his side, ever since we've come back home and I've ordered a whole new therapy gymnasium for him after Thomas had insisted on standing up from the bed he had been laying ever since we touched down on San Francisco and came home. After a week of rest the day had come when on his insistence him and I had began his daily therapy sessions, due to a faith of destiny Thomas magical abilities had weakened in strength, the immense amounts of Mountain Ash his body had ensured it had somehow blocked his powers. Thomas was many things but even he wasn't immortal and invincible, he could still be wounded and killed just like any of us and that's what scared me to death, specially with what he been trough recently. Not just him but all of us,
" I've spent more enough time in the company of death, death and I had been dancing for far too long ".
I've been by Thomas side trough so many things already and this time it was no difference, helping Thomas by pulling him up by grabbing his arms I smiled as I noticed both of the phrases we had inked on our arms, the phrases Thomas had written with a pen on our arms but now thanks to me were permanently tattooed on our skin.
" You wear your heart on my sleeve ".
" I wear your heart on my sleeve ".
Thomas grabbed me around my waist and despite myself I blushed slightly and felt my heart flutter, Thomas touch after so long time had passed it still managed to make feel like the first time we touched all over again. It's not like we've had sexual intercourse or anything, we've touched and done other intimate stuff but consummate our love not yet, the end of the world as we know it always hung like an executioner's axe and a guillotine pendulum's blade over our necks. Thomas arms grabbed me for support as I gently continued to guide him over the therapeutic side rails, the objective of this exercise was so Thomas could regain the use of his legs and begin taking the first steps towards walking again. My beloved Thomas was weak and frail but with me by his side I would make sure that the only one who ever saw him at his lowest was me, if I had to give him my own strength I would without doubting for one second, him and I were one, we weren't complete without the other at our sides, I would make sure that he rose and became the leader and strongest man I've ever known in my life. Thomas loved me with all my flaws just as I loved him with all his imperfections, his arms started shaking repeatedly and immediately I wrapped my arms around his body mid section, but Thomas kept shaking and I realized what was happening. Thomas fell to the floor as he started struggling to breath poperly, a panic attack, my beloved was literally panicking so much right now that it was cutting off his breath,
" Thomas hey, hey focus on your breathing, focus on something, on someone, your feelings, concentrate on me ", I said as I knelt in front of him, his chest was heaving as he struggled to breathe, without thinking about it I grabbed his face and held it between my hands, my fingers grazing the outline of his chin and jawline, his stubble felt raspy and wonderful against my fingertips, that's when I pressed my lips to his and kissed him deeply, letting all my feelings for him be known. I slowly pulled my face away a few centimeters from his, our lips parting as Thomas looked at me, his eyes on mine as he smiled at me, his breaths now coming in more slowly and regularly,
" How did you know it would work Ellie ", he asked me, his voice a whisper.
Licking my lips and shakily taking a breath I answered him, my voice a little shy and giddiness making me blush slightly, after all this years Thomas still made me feel like a schoolgirl having a crush on him, I loved how he made me feel.
" I read somewhere that holding your breath can stop a panic attack, so when I kissed you, you held your breath ".
" I did ", he whispered, his voice as shy as mine had been a moment ago.
" Yeah, you did ", I confirmed, smiling at him, Thomas then grabbed my hand in his and told me a tinge of wonder lacing his words, my heart skipped a beat as I saw that Thomas felt for me what I also felt for him.
" That was pretty smart ", he complimented me, and smiling at him in giddiness I blushed, yeah I was head over heels for Thomas and I always would be.
" Well if I was so smart I would suggest that you take a break love but I know that's not going to happen because you'll insist on continuing to do your therapy exercises won't you love ", I licked my lips and tenderly and as gently as I could grabbed his hand in mine and helped pulled him up from the padded section of the floor we were walking on.
Thomas body was shaking horribly and I was literally dying of concern for him, but even though his whole shirt was soaked with sweat he wanted to keep going, I knew that his body was beyond the point of exhaustion but still I continued to hold him as he strutted slowly gripping the side rails until his knuckles turned white. Thomas body gave out and he plummeted down towards the matt, the sudden drop of weight imbalanced me and I couldn't hold him, I kneeled next to him and sat down as Thomas in a moment of vulnerability surprised me and throwing his arms around my shoulders and over my back. Something happened that I thought I would never see in my life, I held Thomas closer to my heart as waves of sobs started shaking all over his body racking his chest, for the first time in a lifetime my Christopher Thomas Stiles Corvinus cried and continuing to hug him and rest his head on my lap. I comforted him, I've seen Thomas dig his own grave with a shovel and from the mud and dirt he always rose again, I do not known how long we sat there on the matt padded floor but as Thomas continued to cry his soul and heart to me, I just held him whispering loving words of comfort and support in his ears, nothing else mattered not the past or the future, the only thing in the world that mattered was this current moment.
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" People cry not because they are weak, they cry because they've been strong for too long ".
A/N - This was just kind of a filler chapter, I kind of wanted Ellie and Thomas to have a special moment of their own.
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