And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie)

Chapter 118: Returning Home

~~ One year since the fall~~

James.

One year.

It had been one year since the fall of the war, and Ivy still was not with us. My heart longed to see her again, and every day I passed where she slept on the bed, I contemplated if we would ever get her back, if the gods would ever release her from the prison she was in.

That was right. I blamed them.

They allowed her to do this, and they could have helped her out of this, regardless of what anybody said. Her mind needed rest, yes, but a fucking year.

Something was wrong, and she needed help.

What killed me the most was that I couldn’t help her.

Standing in the kitchen, I grabbed the rest of the towels from the basket I had washed and slowly folded them. It was time for the twins’ bath, and even though Hale had just come down and said they were perfectly content in the crib, staring at Ivy, I couldn’t help but feel slightly jealous they seemed to know something we didn’t.

“I don’t know why you’re always such a pessimist, James. You used to be so happy all the time,” Talon growled with irritation at my latest comment.

“You’re not treating them right on the training field, and you know it. The war has been over. You have to give those men a break every now and again.”

“Last time I checked, you weren’t in charge of training anymore. You were playing Daddy because you didn’t want to get a nanny,” Talon snapped, causing anger to soar through me.

“Go fuck yourself, Talon. Those are our children. How dare you fucking say something like that?”

“Yeah, I know they are. But you know what… we each have to have time for ourselves, too. You’re literally up there fucking killing yourself day and night, and even at night when they’re sleeping, you don’t sleep because the only thing you do is sit in the chair and watch them and watch Ivy as if you’re hoping she’ll actually fucking wake up. She isn’t coming back, James! We should have laid her to rest already!”

Talon, suggesting Ivy was dead, pissed me off more than anything. I knew he was only lashing out because he was angry, because he was hurt. He prayed in the beginning to the goddess all the time to bring her back and cried at her bedside.

But day after day after day, he was let down because she still wasn’t back

I could feel his pain through the bond. A pain I wish I could end for him. But Talon was the most messed up out of all of us.

At least he was until Damian woke up again.

Casting my gaze towards the small sitting room that led off of the kitchen, I watched Damian sit in the chair, his eyes staring out the window exactly the same as it was every day. 

We were on our own now. 

wasn’t dead. Kate had gotten

was continuing on as if Ivy wasn’t lying upstairs, missing out

me, because she deserved to

to go ahead and get the twins in the bath. We promised movie night tonight, and we’re going to keep that. It’s

up.”

headed up the stairs, I couldn’t help but think something about today was

today that would change

just wish I knew what the

*********** 

Ivy.

as I felt myself gasping for air. I had to escape break free of the water holding me back. My

wide as I sat up, gasping and sputtering for

dim lighting of the room, I took in the fresh flowers and the smell

been airing out the

my eyes to the right that I saw Castor’s celestial orbs staring back at me with an excited expression. Her

Pollux.

they weren’t the same small babies I had left behind when I

“Oh, my sweet babies.”

my legs refused to cooperate. My time laid in bed caused the muscle mass in my body to weaken. It didn’t matter though, because I was determined to

towards the bedroom door and get excited again

whose ready

in his hand, and as his eyes latched onto mine, he

glanced from the twins to me, and then back to the

or are you going to give me a

second before he was across the room, pulling me into his arms, pressing his lips to mine in a slow, deep, passionate kiss. To me, it was only yesterday I had kissed him, but to

pain in my

to try and hold back the tears. “No one thought you would wake up… but I didn’t

my hand over the side of his

don’t I

brow, he smiled at me. “What

my children, and I

shit… sorry, sweetie,” he said, jumping to his feet and striding towards the twins. They were both eager at this point to get out,

wrapped around me as they snuggled into my chest, laying their heads against my breasts. They

thought of the others.

home.’ I said through the

didn’t take but a second before I heard the thundering footsteps of the men racing up the stairs, heading down the hallway straight for me. My door