A Voice in the Dark

Chapter XV-Epilogue

TITLE: A Voice in the Dark

AUTHOR: Lexie aka lillianschild

FANDOM: Spooks/MI5

RATING: PG-13/R

PAIRING: Lucas/OC

SUMMARY: Section D has a traitor in its midst and a mysterious man arrives with what appears to be the key to rid MI5 of the mole. This fic is my own version of Series 7.

Disclaimer: all recognisable characters belong to BBC and Kudos Productions; I'm just playing with them for a little while without making a profit. No infringement's intended.

A/N:So here's the final instalment of Lucas and Annabelle's story- God willing, just the beginning for them. I hope you'll enjoy it as much as I did writing it.

Thanks for sticking around till the very end.

 

CHAPTER XV- EPILOGUE

Weeks drifted by and a new year arrived. The persistent thick blanket of snow that used to cover the lawn and the trees visible from the master bedroom was now gone, giving way to the brighter colours of springtime and then to summer and its longer days. The desolation and loneliness of winter was swept away by Annabelle and Lucas' rediscovery of each other and the strengthening of the invisible bond that had miraculously brought them together one fateful night.

Lying naked on the tousled sheets, Annabelle pressed her cheek against the pillow and met his tender gaze with a languid smile. He looked relaxed and younger, almost boyish. And she basked in the warmth of his eyes, feeling her heart overflow with love as his beautiful long-fingered hand moved lazily down her back drawing patterns on her skin she soon recognised as the lines of that Poe's poem he'd recited to her on learning her name.

“It was many and many a year ago,

In a kingdom by the sea

That a maiden there lived whom you may know

By the name of Annabel Lee.

And this maiden she lived with no other thought

than to love and be loved by me.”

Would their love be doomed like that of Annabel and her lover? Would the world outside this bedroom envious of the happiness and understanding they'd found in each other's arms snatch away from them this little piece of Heaven on earth?

“What's wrong, Anna?”

“Nothing,”

“No more hiding, remember?”

“It's just me being silly,” she replied in a slightly shaky voice.”I have to get ready. Christine's picking me up in half an hour,” she added, sitting up on the bed.

“She can wait,” he stayed her by leaning forward to press a soft kiss on her lips.”Something's been troubling you these past few days. We promised to be true to each other, Golubushka. I want to know. I need to know it isn't because of … me... or anything I might have done... or say,” he urged her, swallowing the lump which had suddenly lodged in his throat. “Having you here... Holding you in my arms every night, a talisman against my worst nightmares, and knowing you'll be there when I wake up... I can't remember the last time I ever felt so at peace... but there are moments when I feel I'm being selfish... that I'm asphyxiating you... I...”

Annabelle felt like the worst of cowards for not being honest with him because her crippling fear of reality putting an end to their beautiful idyll was doing nothing but making her feel miserable and, at the same time, unfairly exacerbating Lucas' insecurity and slowly healing fragility.