01-12-2005, 07:55 PM
Angelee had remained silent for most of the trip overseas. Last night was not what she had expected it to be.
The conversation she had been having with Cameron had been interrupted by a phone call from Gus. Who was in trouble...yet again. The two had very little time to talk before Cameron raced off to help his little cousin...again.
He was gone, once again, after a revelation on AJ's part. The first time had been in Avalon when she had opened up and admitted her feelings to him. And now this. It just seemed to her that this wasn't meant to be. That something was always going to come in between the two of them.
Her wings were healing, to the point where she could actually lift up off the ground just a bit without them trobbing.
She had sat in the co-pilot seat next to Chandi during the trip overseas. She hated Britian. She hated being this close to Avalon, and she loathed the fact that the entire isle seemed to pour magickal energies from it. She hated being this close to memories that were so painful.
But, she had a job to do. Although she had explained to Chandi what had happened the night before, and all the fallout from it, she kept the rest of it to herself. Not everyone needed to know that Cameron had run out on her again. She didn't want to seem weak or needy.
Firefly stepped out of the plane and let out a low whistle at the dark castle that sat just beyond the next ridge. Mulder's information about the place was nothing more than it's name.... Chillingham.
"Well, let's get this over with. I hate this Island more than I hate a cash bar."
The conversation she had been having with Cameron had been interrupted by a phone call from Gus. Who was in trouble...yet again. The two had very little time to talk before Cameron raced off to help his little cousin...again.
He was gone, once again, after a revelation on AJ's part. The first time had been in Avalon when she had opened up and admitted her feelings to him. And now this. It just seemed to her that this wasn't meant to be. That something was always going to come in between the two of them.
Her wings were healing, to the point where she could actually lift up off the ground just a bit without them trobbing.
She had sat in the co-pilot seat next to Chandi during the trip overseas. She hated Britian. She hated being this close to Avalon, and she loathed the fact that the entire isle seemed to pour magickal energies from it. She hated being this close to memories that were so painful.
But, she had a job to do. Although she had explained to Chandi what had happened the night before, and all the fallout from it, she kept the rest of it to herself. Not everyone needed to know that Cameron had run out on her again. She didn't want to seem weak or needy.
Firefly stepped out of the plane and let out a low whistle at the dark castle that sat just beyond the next ridge. Mulder's information about the place was nothing more than it's name.... Chillingham.
"Well, let's get this over with. I hate this Island more than I hate a cash bar."
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