{"id":17017,"date":"2014-01-11T19:02:20","date_gmt":"2014-01-11T19:02:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/01\/11\/been-gone-a-long-while-28\/"},"modified":"2014-01-11T19:02:20","modified_gmt":"2014-01-11T19:02:20","slug":"been-gone-a-long-while-28","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/01\/11\/been-gone-a-long-while-28\/","title":{"rendered":"Been Gone A Long While"},"content":{"rendered":"

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The night and rain found Victor staggering up the pathway towards her house. He had no idea how she would react to seeing him, if she had company, or if she was even home at all. Hell, would she want to see him? His black leather jacket covered up a spot where he had been shot and the blood had soaked a spot through his t shirt. He\u2019d healed rather quickly but it still hurt. He hadn\u2019t seen his reflection recently but he\u2019d reckon he looked rather sickly. Victor sighed to himself and leaned against the door frame for a moment, taking time to brace himself, then he raised his hand and knocked on the door.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

It was a dark and stormy night. That was the cliche, wasn\u2019t it? Horror, romance, they both began the same way, a knock on the door on a dark and stormy night. Summer didn\u2019t bother to sense the person on the other side of the door; whomever it was, they were going to get a faceful of grumpy gamer. Abandoning her headset and hoping she didn\u2019t come back to a dead character (that would be even more annoying), she pulled her cloak tighter around her waist and stomped over the door.<\/p>\n

She froze when she jerked it open. Half a dozen phrases, mostly swear words, crowded to her lips, but the only thing that made it out was, \u201cYou.\u201d<\/p>\n

Six months. Six months since the vampire she\u2019d accidentally fallen in love with had vanished without a trace in the forest of upstate New York. And now, \/now\/ he was just going to stand on her doorstep, casually dripping?!<\/p>\n

“Y-you, you \u2014 ” Summer spluttered, grabbed his coat collar, and wrenched him through the door.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Victor stumbled through the door, a dizziness flooding his head, and he closed his eyes trying to shake the dizziness. All he heard when he closed his eyes was the blood pumping through her veins and he took a step back. It was day 7 since he\u2019d fed thanks to Xander. Victor leaned against the wall, still very much needing something to help keep him standing. \u201d \u2018Ello Summer, been a long time an\u2019 I wish I could\u2019ve made it \u2018ere sooner.\u201d Over the course of the sentence Victor\u2019s eyes got a faraway look in them and he shook his head in an effort to get rid of it. \u201cDidn\u2019t stop till I got \u2018ere actually.\u201d There was the nagging feeling in the back of his head that his sentences weren\u2019t making any sense but he was having a hard enough time just forming the thoughts going through his mind. He felt relieved though, relieved that she was ok.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

“Where the \/hell have you been\/?” she finally got out, the furious edge of it blunted by the horrible way he looked. An imperious finger pointed to the couch. “Sit.” Still seething, she stalked down the hall and pulled a towel from the hall closet. When she came back, Helios was licking raindrops from Victor’s hands with great earnestness, one paw braced against a knee.<\/p>\n

Sighing, she draped the towel over Victor’s head and began to rub. “Start talking and I might forgive you.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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