For the Love of The Guardian

Reunited Front

A/N - Early release! I was going to wait until tomorrow, but I am just excited to get this chapter to you. Enjoy and don't forget to comment and vote!

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The sounds of muffled laughter and music filled the apartment, as Sarah tossed and turned in her bed. Morning would come soon enough, but the restless nights sleep would make the day harder to get through. She huffed and turned over, trying her best to find that perfect position that would let her doze into blissful sleep. The sound of the front door unlatching and her father's familiar footfalls let her know he was home. The door clicked again and soon she heard her door creek open. A soft light cast shadows on her wall as she could make out the faint outline of her father's shadow. It was normal for him to peer in on her when she was home, always making sure she was safe.

Sarah's back was to the door, so Henri missed the soft smile that came across her delicate features. Her breathing was slow and steady, so Henri shut her door and moved to his room. Releasing a sigh he relaxed himself onto his bed. The sound of his shoes thudding to the floor woke him enough to remove his clothes and then lay back down. His thoughts moved to his beloved. Would Jhera approve of Liam? Would she be ok with how she'd turned out?

Henri felt himself drifting to sleep quickly, his thoughts firmly fixed on his dear Jhera. With his eyes closed, he could still see her red hair pulled back from her face. Her steel gray eyes lighting up as she looked to him. It had been nearly 21 years since he last touched her, yet he could still feel the warmth of her body on his skin. He sighed once more as sleep washed over him.

Darkness took hold of him and slid into the deep slumber that his body do desperately needed. When the darkness slid into faint lights, he realized where he was. It came as no surprise, considering his thoughts were so heavily on that of him mate and his desire to be near her. It wasn't uncommon for his nights to lead him to her, to the one place between death and life that they could meet.

His feet tread across the white stone floor, his bare feet padding on the cool ground. His eyes watched as the light grew brighter and the now familiar stone bench came into view. The white of the area only increased the bright light and allowed his eyes to scan the area. It was the vision of red hair and iridescence that caught his eyes. A wide smile pushing across his features, creating wrinkles in the corners of his eyes. His age was visible, those the vision of beauty before him had never aged.

"Henri," her arms wrapped about his neck and she embraced him, "why have you come?" She whispered into his ear as he drew her close.

"I missed you," Henri smiled as he embraced his love.

"Why else?" She smirked, her gray orbs dancing with joy at the site of him.

"It's Sarah." Henri sighed, his lips briefly gracing her forehead before he sat back on the bench. His arms pulling her into his lap where he could feel her close against him. "She might have found her mate."

"And you don't like him?" Jhera ran her hands through his dark locks, noticing the traces of gray that hid beneath them.

"I don't know him that well," Henri confessed, "I don't trust his father."

"You of all people should know, that the apple doesn't always fall near the tree." Jhera smiled, "Sometimes it can roll down hill and land on whole new ground."

Henri released a sigh and embraced the silence and peace that this place always brought.

"Have you been visiting her?" Henri spoke quietly, his head resting against her chest.

"Of course, who else is going to show her how to handle the cards she's been dealt." Jhera continued to run her fingers through his hair.a

"Vera could handle it." Henri let his hands wrap about her waist and pull her closer.