Bad Moon Rising | By : Khaleesi-Of-Dragons Category: M through R > Raven, The (2012) > Raven, The (2012) Views: 1304 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I see the bad moon arising.
I see trouble on the way.
I see earthquakes and lightnin'.
I see bad times today.
Don't go around tonight,
Well, it's bound to take your life,
There's a bad moon on the rise.
Bad Moon Rising-CCR
Sarah
I glance over my shoulder nervously, quickening my pace towards the cemetery. A sigh of release escapes as I pass through the iron gates and step onto holy ground. For the past two weeks I've had the feeling of being watched that only stops when I visit my brother. Two white roses and a small toy rest on Edgar's grave—evidence that Emily and her son were here earlier. Smiling softly, I sit on the grass and lean back against the cold marble headstone. Just last week I had paid Emily a visit so that the children could play and the two of us could catch up a little. "We miss you, Edgar," I say quietly, pulling at the end of my sleeve and hiding a couple of scratches my toddler accidentally caused. "You're little boy is growing up quickly; he turns six in a week and he acts so much like you it hurts sometimes. Ever since my babies were born my depression has gone and I think yours would have too if you had only lived long enough." I glance up at the sky, instantly noting the dark clouds moving in and the droplets of rain beginning to fall. "I'll come back when I can, elder brother," I promise, standing up and tossing a single crimson rose next to Emily's white roses. It was getting harder to come here to come here because of Elizabeth and Andrew being sick and Mary had to leave to take care of her dying mother. "I love you."
"Well, isn't that touching?" I spin around at the unfamiliar and unwelcome voice, finding a tall, handsome man a few feet behind me—a mocking grin on his face. "Good afternoon, Mrs. Fields." His voice holds a slight accent, though I can't tell if it's English or French. His dark blonde hair looked tamed and well-tended to and it was obvious from his expensive clothes that he was well off. The man pulls out a pocket watch, making a gesture to someone behind me. I didn't have the chance to turn before strong arms wrapped around me, trapping my arms to my sides. "It's time we departed or we'll be late." Growling, I begin to fight as well as I can, but the man holding me quickly steps on my feet and tightens his grip. The first man advances on me-seeming to be thrilled as I continue to struggle and firmly presses on a spot on my shoulder. Then I'm lost to the darkness...
Emmett
Emmett glances up as an officer enters his office, looking as though he had been running for miles. "Officer Blunt," Emmett says gently," why don't you have a seat and tell me what's gotten you so flustered." The young man collapses in the offered chair; eyes nervously darting about the room—not focusing on anything for very long. Gabriel Blunt has always been a nervous man, Emmett recalls, but never this worked up.
"I-I went by to check on Sarah and the children," he finally stutters, making a point not to meet his superior's curious gaze. Blunt opens and closes his mouth a mouth for a few minutes as though unsure how to continue. This makes Emmett begin to worry—a sense of dread covering him like a blanket. Something was obviously wrong and Sarah was somehow involved in it. He remembers the absolute terror he felt when Ivan had her hidden away and stands up, giving Blunt a look that could have frozen water. The redhead reaches into his pocket and drops an opened envelope on his desk before walking out with his head hanging low. Emmett quickly turns the envelope over and dumps its contents onto his spotless desk.
The blood drains from his face and his hands clench into fists. "Officer Daniels," he shouts, already storming out," get three of our best men and meet me at my house!" The other officers glance in shock at their friend's outburst. Emmett Fields was known for his calm demeanor and it took a lot to get him riled up like that. Lying on his desk is a lock of dark hair holding a slight curl and a slip of parchment with only three words written.
'We have her.'
Emmett sighs, hugging his children close to him as the officers comb the house for any other evidence. Elizabeth glances up at her father curiously, hazel eyes wide and full of an innocence that he would try to keep from being tarnished by the darkness in this world. "Why isn't mommy back yet," she asks softly, shyly glancing over Emmett's shoulder at one of the officers.
"Where did your mommy go, Liz?"
"She went to see Uncle Edgar, and then to the bookstore if it didn't start to rain." Of course, why hadn't he thought of that? He orders Daniels to take two of the three officers with him to the cemetery and the remaining officer to escort Emily and little Edgar back to their house. Emily glares at him and he can see just why his brother-in-law fell in love; she pulls people in with her beauty and shocks them into loving her with her attitude.
"I'm not leaving here until Sarah's back home and safe," Emily states, sitting Emmett down on the bed between Elizabeth and Andrew. "Now go find my sister or I will." Emmett sighs, shaking his head and rising from the bed after giving his children and his Godson a kiss on the head. "Emmett!" He stops in the doorway, looking at the blonde over his shoulder and noticing the tears gathering in her eyes that she refused to let fall in front of the children. "Kill that bastard." He nods, a fierceness turning his hazel eyes to stone and his face a mask.
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