Fic: Magic and Myth (Women of the Otherworld)
Title: Magic and Myth (Kelley Armstrong's Women of the Otherworld)
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Word Count: 371
Notes: For buhdderkupp. Eve/Kris, slight Savannah/Adam. Spoilers through the fifth book.
"She's fine," Kris said from behind me.
"I know," I said. "I'm just . . . "
"Watching."
I didn't do it that often anymore. Couldn't do it that much anymore. But I wouldn't ever stop wanting to know what was going on in our daughter's life. Even if what was going on was her lusting after a guy who thought of her as only a little kid.
"Yeah, I'm in the office alone," Savannah said over the phone. "You should come over!"
Her face fell a little as she listened to the response on the other end. "Oh, okay. Well, have fun." She hung up the phone and pushed away from her desk, a frown on her face. She leapt out of her chair and began pacing the small office.
I sighed.
Kris laughed.
"What?" I asked. "You find our daughter's crush funny?"
He shrugged. "Give it a few years. She and Adam wouldn't be a bad match."
"Better than some I can think of," I murmured.
He laughed at that, too. Funny that we could laugh at it now. Funny how it all worked out. Compared to us, Savannah and Adam seemed to have an easy route to love. Savannah might think she and Adam would never work out, but they weren't bitter enemies. Or supposed to be. I hadn't seen a way for Kris and me to be together. If I had, I wouldn't have ever left him. And he wouldn't have let me go.
He could've came after me. No one was unfindable when you had the power of a Cabal behind you. But he'd had his sons to think of. And I hadn't given him much hope, had I? Why would he want to come after a woman who walked out on him?
And yet here we were. If you wanted to stretch things, you could even call us a happy family, with us in the same room as Savannah. Not perfect, not with me having to spend half the year off with the angels, but I'd never expected perfect.
I hadn't expected peace, either, but that's what I had. Kris took my hand and we transported back home and it was enough.
It was more than enough.
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Word Count: 371
Notes: For buhdderkupp. Eve/Kris, slight Savannah/Adam. Spoilers through the fifth book.
"She's fine," Kris said from behind me.
"I know," I said. "I'm just . . . "
"Watching."
I didn't do it that often anymore. Couldn't do it that much anymore. But I wouldn't ever stop wanting to know what was going on in our daughter's life. Even if what was going on was her lusting after a guy who thought of her as only a little kid.
"Yeah, I'm in the office alone," Savannah said over the phone. "You should come over!"
Her face fell a little as she listened to the response on the other end. "Oh, okay. Well, have fun." She hung up the phone and pushed away from her desk, a frown on her face. She leapt out of her chair and began pacing the small office.
I sighed.
Kris laughed.
"What?" I asked. "You find our daughter's crush funny?"
He shrugged. "Give it a few years. She and Adam wouldn't be a bad match."
"Better than some I can think of," I murmured.
He laughed at that, too. Funny that we could laugh at it now. Funny how it all worked out. Compared to us, Savannah and Adam seemed to have an easy route to love. Savannah might think she and Adam would never work out, but they weren't bitter enemies. Or supposed to be. I hadn't seen a way for Kris and me to be together. If I had, I wouldn't have ever left him. And he wouldn't have let me go.
He could've came after me. No one was unfindable when you had the power of a Cabal behind you. But he'd had his sons to think of. And I hadn't given him much hope, had I? Why would he want to come after a woman who walked out on him?
And yet here we were. If you wanted to stretch things, you could even call us a happy family, with us in the same room as Savannah. Not perfect, not with me having to spend half the year off with the angels, but I'd never expected perfect.
I hadn't expected peace, either, but that's what I had. Kris took my hand and we transported back home and it was enough.
It was more than enough.