WITHOUT

It Will Be Done.

Ethan. What could I honestly say there? He was mine. My heart, my soul. He was also very dear to some other people (People, who had shut their hearts to ever caring. Maybe I'm being a little dramatic) But, he'd definitely done something.

I stood on shaky legs, I needed to say something....I had thought, maybe after. Once, I had stood on the roof - Called to the heavens above, shown everyone what I was made of. Became!    As requested.    But, a little information now might help those around me. They were taking a risk with me - They kept saying I was the one. They wanted to believe. A small whisper told me I had a few disbelievers (They were the ones that like to read the manual, study the situation. Be prepared)

(TAKE ACTION!)

I already had the "Take action - Deal with the consequences later!" people on board. No worries there.     But, a good Supreme pulls the two sides as one. TOGETHER.      And, to deal with Scarlett - Everyone needed to be on board. Stella was on her way, EB would be handed over to Clark (She can't be near Scarlett) Star wasn't happy about the exchange. She voiced, I could have my friend (If that's what I needed) But, she liked the "girl-faithful"....Felt EB made a solid pet!

It was Jefferson who said, Clark was to have EB at her side. Clark had a unpredictability about her...."The woman has fairy blood. Fairies be can problems!..." Star grasped at him, pulled EB closer to her, stoked her hair.    EB leaned into the touch, but her small thin fingers were twitching. She wanted this "pet" thing to come to a close.

Ethan.

He stood before me, his eyes were locked on me....Was I really me, I looked a little different (Maybe I looked pale) Losing half of one's body in blood doesn't leave you bouncing for joy.  His kept blinking at me.   He looked thin, tried. His body language showed signs of fatigue (He still had his chains. Their gonna have to go)      I moved, inched slowly towards him.

"Ethan.   Come here..."      I gently pulled at his sleeve, he flinched....His fingers quickly grabbed at my hand.    Scarlett wasn't just in his head now, she was finding ways into other parts of his body (She hadn't worked out his hands)   But, she was making "touch" painful.

I cupped his face, pulled him close....Just one kiss, that's all I would need.    A quick message, Scarlett may very well be on the inside of someone, but she was losing her host.   She was going to be out in the open. Exposed.      Ethan tried to pull back, moaned a small "no. not safe!.."      I stared right into his eyes.

"She's not safe. I'm coming for her!..."

Ethan stood, but went limp like a small child (He put his arms around me, but I held him)   His face went into my neck, I felt a small kiss.    It hit me, to what I was going to have to do....Scarlett needs him alive. She knew she was safe within Ethan (He can't die)    A good safe container to have - He would never break. She could use him, keep him.  

Find another host (Take over)   Would that hurt me, with who she'd taken?    Or. Stay forever within Ethan. Would that hurt me even more?

Jefferson stood just to the side.

"Ethan.   You were going to say something?..."    He gave a small questioning look.

"Yes....Was I?    Yes (I propped Ethan to a standing position)  We stand at the highest point.    Those below will alight the ground.    I can make a request (Mom would be so pleased, I'd made this look and sound like some ritual. Except she'd know it was utterly nonsense)    I'm surprised Jefferson wasn't questioning this a little further - He'd definitely know too!