Fallen Angel

Chapter 17 ~ Travelling

Chapter 17 ~ Found

"Nina, baby, wake up," Scott's beautiful husky voice awoke me. I slowly opened me eyes, and saw him sat on the bottom of the bed, in his usual sleeping attire; boxers, yet I don't remember us going to sleep with any clothes on. Hmm... I yawned, rubbing my eyes and sat up, stretching my arms out. I grabbed Scott's shoulders, pulling him back onto the bed, pecking his lips whilst giggling. He grinned up at me, chuckling.

"Morning," he smiled, kissing me again.

I giggled, "morning to you too."

"Ready to meet your brother?"

I smiled with a big nod, "yep!"

He chuckled, then his face went serious. "Will you be okay? I mean, there might be a lot of people, but we'll try and keep you away from big crowds."

I frowned, "I'll try, but I'm only looking to see Elijah."

He nodded, pecking my lips again and sitting up.

"Anyway, who said you have permission to put boxers on?" I asked over my shoulder as I slid off the bed and walked to the bathroom.

"I think I liked you better when you were quiet," he mumbled playfully.

I pouted, "meanie." His strong arms suddenly wrapped around my bare waist, as he nibbled my shoulder. I giggled, trying to wiggle out of his grip.

"What was that?" He whispered against my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

"Um...uh... nothing?" I squeaked.

He laughed, "I'll let you get away with it this once, but next time you'll know." He pulled away, as I giggled. His eyes skimmed up and down my body, greedily taking in every detail.

"Does your decision have anything to do with the fact that I'm naked?" I asked, my hands on my hips.

"Uh, what?" He stuttered, reluctantly dragging his eyes away from my body.

I rolled my eyes before going into the bathroom and climbing into the shower. Scott ended up joining me, and that typically resulted in another hot round of steamy sex under the water. When we finally emerged, I pulled on underwear, some skinny dark blue jeans that hugged my thighs, a thin pale blue T-shirt, and a knitted jumper with a hood. Scott just threw on some skinny black jeans, a grey T-shirt with a dark grey hoodie. We walked through the woods to the pack house as usual, walking hand in hand, talking all the while. When we got to the pack house, we found Brax, Bridget and Matt all in the living room, talking.

"Ready to go?" Brax asked as we approached them. Scott and I nodded, and Brax led us to the garage. We hopped in a black SUV, Brax and Matt in the front, and Bridget, Scott and I in the back because Brax wouldn't let Bridget sit shotgun, which I had to laugh at their argument. I sat in the middle, Scott to my left, Bridget to my right. I leant against Scott's side, and he slung an arm over my shoulder, kissing my head, before I slowly drifted back to sleep.

I opened my eyes and found myself back in the field again, yet I didn't see any smoke this time. I was stood underneath the lone, large tree in the middle of the field, that shielded me from the hot sun. I took a step forward, then halted when I heard a young child's squeal. I glanced at the trees to the forest, and saw a young girl running out into the field, being chased by a boy a few years older. She only looked three or four, the boy six or seven. I frowned and looked closely at the girl, to recogise her as me, from my dream before. The boy was the boy I had seen unconscious-or dead-against the window in the downstairs of the house. Elijah.

I stepped forward, smiling slightly as I watched Elijah grab me, pick me up, then spin me around, all whilst I giggled and squealed.

"Elijah, put Nina down," a deep man's voice chuckled, then two adults emerged from the trees. The man was quite tall, and had his arm wrapped around a smaller woman's waist. Elijah giggled and put me down, just for my young self to run into the arms of the man.