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Still in the Dark; Will daylight ever come? (Private)
Topic Started: Feb 12 2011, 12:22 AM (3,238 Views)
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((Tabi Gweneth continued from The Sound of Silence))

Tabi Gweneth was still silent, still enjoying the company that she and Ivan shared. She felt a warmth swirling inside of her, causing her to keep that gentle smile. The moment was still caught on her lips. Her hands had still not left Ivan's side.

Then, they reached the ocean. She blinked, staring at the waves as they crashed against the beach. It would have been the perfect spot to sit and watch the sunset. But it served more as a cold

A reminder of where they were. A reminder of what had happened before. They were still here on this island.

Tabi felt her hand slipping out of Ivan's. The memory was worming it's way back in. Even though she had just shared the most special moment of her life with Ivan. That didn't change what had happened. She was a killer.

The smile started to fade with each crashing wave. She closed her eyes trying to hide away the image. But the sound remained, much as the sound of Clio's voice was there, the sound of the waves were there too.

Ivan renewed Tabi's attention and turning towards him, she saw the copse of trees and the grassy patch in front of it. He said that they should rest. She looked up to him hoping to find a way to focus back to now. Back to the moment. But it left Tabi all the more confused.

She tried her hardest to force another smile and nodded. Rest, was something she needed. That she could not deny.

The two of them walked over to their makeshift sleeping quarters and Tabi quietly listened to Ivan's suggestions. She had brought a sleeping bag for the trip, but it was long gone, likely in the hands of whoever had searched her bag. Not that she wasn't used to it by now.

She grabbed her duffle bag and propped it against the ground. It would have to do. She let out a loud yawn, covering her face as if she could hide her sleep deprevation from Ivan.

Tabi dropped down to the firm ground and rested her head on the dufflebag. It wasn't very comfortable, even if it was the only thing that they had. She did not voice complaint however, she just lay there, soaking in her makeshift bed for the night.

The oceanside made the air cold, chilling her body. Whether it was the enviroment or her own restless thoughts; she could not say.

Ivan placed his bag down next to her and he too dropped down to the ground. Ivan was staring straight at her. He seemed to be happy, just laying there in front of her. It was calming, but terrifying.

Her body started to crumple up back into a ball. Was this right? This mixture of warmth and fear. Was this the way you were supposed to feel?

Tabi closed her eyes, she was lost in her thoughts. She had to sleep. She needed sleep.
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Tabi was floating. At least, she thought that she was floating. Wind was rushing through her hair and was creeping in between her blouse and skirt. It was an odd sensation, floating. There was no movement, just stasis.

A gaze downward showed that she was thousands of miles up. There was an island above her. An island that seemed familiar, and yet at such a distance, it remained foreign. The sea surrounding it was a clear crystal blue, serving as an aura of peace around this mass of land.

Tabi wished to float down to it, but found herself unable to do so. She was still suspended, her body held back by invisible strings. Her head gazed upwards, but she found no puppeteer. She was alone.

"Where am I?" she wondered aloud. There was no response, only an incessant echo repeating her question.

Her head drooped back to the island. There was a mountain in the middle, surrounded by a carpet of greens, browns and yellows, all meshing to form the quilt that lay bellow her. The sea was rippling; feint little ripples yielding splashes of white.

"What is this place?"

The echoing grew louder now, repeating itself until falling into silence. She stood there in silence, her ears deaf to all sound that could ring below her. She was alone.

Then, a tickle formed inside her ear. It was a whisper. An unintelligible whisper that grew into two, then three, soon a chorus of whispers repeating over and over. As they echoed, she discovered what it was the voices were saying. They were calling to her, each and every one of them. All the voices said the same thing.

"Taaaaabbbbbbbiiiiiiii, Taaaaabbbbbbiiiiii."

"Who...who are you?"

A crash answered her and her neck began to burn. A white hot pain tightened around her, causing her to gasp for breath. Something was forming in the shape of the burning sensation. It was a cool metal, constricting her ever tighter, but the burning remained. Her hands wanted to touch, to allay the fire, but she was still held back.

"Tabitha..." called a man's voice.

"Tabitha..." chimed in a woman's.

The emotionless voices were familiar to her. She wanted to call out her names, but the collar would not let her. They were the voices of home; the voices of her mother and father.

"We know what it was that you did Tabitha."

The world around her was darkening into shades of grey. Her eyes dared not look down below to see what had happened to the mystery island. There was a rumbling sound above her. A storm was brewing.

A pair of mysterious arms wrapped themselves around her body, embracing her in a tight hug. Fingers wormed there ways into the holes in her blouse, it was the touch of a woman. Their nails bit into her skin, pinching her. The girl gasped in pain as they did not yield.

A rough pair of tanned hands also gripped onto hers. They pulled at her, urging her forwards. Her rigid body was compelled to move with these disembodied arms. She tried to resist, but with every pull back, her neck pulsed with a fresh round of fire.

"You have done something terrible Tabitha. You have hurt us so much."

Tabi's arms were wrenched down and her body went with it. SHe was now facing the island. The colour remained, but now, something had changed. There were splotches. Faint little splotches of red, on this carpet. The sea too, was no longer as clear as it once was. Pink hues were seeping into it, warping the aura surrounding the island into an ocean of red.

"I-I-I" she wheezed in between choked breaths. Tears were starting to form, dropping down from her eyes and plummeting to the ground, thousands of miles below her.

"I...didn't mean...to do it...it was..."

The fingers dug out of her skin. The embrace of the mystery arms retracted. The hands that held hers, loosened their grip.



"You have hurt us so much Tabitha."



"No...no..."







"Goodbye."





The hands released and Tabi began to fall.

She tried to scream. She tried to make sound. But when she opened her mouth, nothing came out. Wordless cries for her parents to stop her fall yielded no reply.

The air was whipping her with a furious gale. It was tugging at her clothing, trying to remove it from her person. It was blowing through her hair as if it were mere ribbons.

The ground was getting closer. She knew what this place was now. She knew what she was falling to. This was the island. This was the place she had killed. This was the place she had pulled the trigger. This god forsaken island.

There was a patch of brown earth below her. It was inching closer and closer with every mile. She couldn't turn away now. She was stuck, forced to examine every detail of where she would be landing.

It was marshy ground, nothing but pools of water and brown earth. The occasional tree could be scene at a distance, but as she fell closer, the foliage was removed from her view.

This was it, wasn't it? This is where she would lay. This is where she would be lost forever, as soon as her head touched the ground, she was doomed. There would be no Tabitha Gweneth anymore. Her parents wouldn't worry about their murderous daughter. It would just be a memory...

The ground was mere seconds away now, Tabi closed her eyes, as if it could brace her for the impact.

She hit the ground. But there was no pain. No hard ground Instead, she found herself diving through damp earth. Her senses were gone, all she could feel was the wet goo that had now enveloped her. She did not open her mouth to breathe, there was no need. She continued to sink, slower now, but still maintaining momentum that propelled her ever downwards.

Still, Tabi expected a bottom, something that would finally slow her movement for good, but she did not stall. Her eyes opened and instantly, she had regretted it. She saw nothing, and instead was welcomed with a stinging pain in her eyes as earth blinded her. She quickly squeezed them tight again, hoping to stow the pain further.

For an eternity she sunk. Left with nothing but that uneasy feeling of wet earth, mixed in with that fiery surge in her neck and eyes. There was still no sound.

Finally, there was an end to the falling, but instead of solid ground. There was air. There was this feeling of open space. There was sound. She could hear herself breathing. It was as if she had simply come out the other side of the earth. And now here she was. She was alone again.

She was afraid to open her eyes. She still felt the mud clinging too her body. She was afraid that she would see nothing and only allow more pain to seep through.

And yet, she opened them. Her vision was hazy, smeared with streaks of brown, and yet she could still see. She was still in a swamp. That much she could tell, it was as if she had sprouted out from the ground, becoming part of the foliage. But now, she could move.

With her first action of freedom, she rubbed her eyes, desperately trying to clear away the excess. Desperately trying to grant herself the vision she desired. The effect was minimal, and yet...



There was a figure, in the distance.




Tabi got up to a standing position. And began to walk towards it. It was a figure that seemed familiar to her. It had blond hair.


She did not walk anymore, instead running towards this figure. With each step, the earth that clung to her fell away. So when that she finally came to him, she was her normal self again. Untarnished. Clean.




"I...Ivan?"


The figure turned around to face her. And Tabi was comforted to see the smiling face. The green tinted glasses, the shining blue eyes. He was here. She was no longer alone.

"Ivan!" she exclaimed, "I'm just so hap-"

Ivan leaned in and kissed her. He clutched onto her and held her tight and held the kiss. It grew increasingly more passionate as they kissed. Soon, Ivan, tounge wandered in. All the while Tabi returned these displays of affection, gently closing her eyes.





There was a bang...





Ivan's embrace slipped, sliding gently down her body. Tabi opened her eyes and saw a bullet hole in his temple. There was no blood. Only smoke.

Tabi covered her mouth and collapsed. She gingerly brought her hand to touch where the bullet had gone in, and the moment she did; Ivan disappeared leaving only a cloud of smoke.

There was a laugh, an androgynous laugh that echoed throughout the swamp. The burning sensation in her neck returned, sending her reeling into the now solid ground. She screeched in pain, trying to claw at the choker. It would not yield to her desperate pulls, instead growing tighter once more. She writhed in pain, yelling at the top of her lungs, but still no amount of noise, could drown out the laughter.

She lay on her back, staring at the overcast sky. Her breathing was hoarse and shaky, struggling to find air to suck in. Tears were streaming down her cheeks, and this time, no amount of effort would stop them from flowing.



The laughter, continued to grow louder and louder, until it finally stopped...




The puff of smoke appeared above her. It slowly formed into a humanoid shape. It was a tall man, with tanned skin. He physically towered over her. A scowl was on his face.

"I told you that if I heard you on those announcements that I would be back. Didn't I, Tabi Gweneth?"

She said nothing, and only replied with a squeak.

The man was holding a shotgun in his hands and had it pointed at her.

"And it wasn't just any kill was it, Tabi Gweneth? Was it?"

The figure plumed into a puff of a smoke that drifted to her left side. She turned her head to see a man with various cuts on his face and body. He had greasy black hair and a large hooked nose. His dull eyes were serious, with no trace of emotion in them. In fact, the boy's face betrayed no emotion.

"It was Clio Gabriella. The infamous Clio Gabriella. She had killed six people. I haven't even killed six yet. You really made a name for yourself."

He lifted up a large sword and placed it on her neck. Tabi froze, not wanting to move and be struck by it now.

"And now, you got the best kill on the island like that buddy of yours. Imagine that. You're famous now. The whole island knows of the person who did her in. It's an astonishing feat."

The man faded away back to the puff of smoke and slithered its way over to Tabi's chest. It puffed up once more, only now it was a woman that sat on her. A woman who looked every bit alive as she did. But there was something wrong. Her chest was covered in a splash of red, and there was a hole there. Her pale arms crossed, and hung under her breasts. When Tabi looked up to her face, she tried to crawl away in horror, but the figure, kept her planted to the ground. Her face, was stuck in a rigid half smile and her eyes...her brown and green eyes; were locked in a frozen expression of terror.

"Hey there Tabi." the figure said, "Dont be alarmed. I'm not going to hurt you. In fact, I want to congratulate you. No, really! You beat me fair and square."

She leaned in, boring her gaze into Tabi's.

"I'm just here to tell you that you shouldn't worry." the girl whispered, "You see. Now the first kill is done and you know what? It's not that bad really. You'll get used to it. Soon you'll be murdering left and right, and it's all going to be okay. Trust me, give it a few days. And you'll be.

Just.

Like.




Me..."

The figure reeled back and laughed. Only it was no laugh that Tabi heard. It was the sound of her shrieking in pain. Each and every cry, was but a laugh to this figure.

She puffed into smoke and disappeared.




And Tabi was left alone once more...


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Tabi rose to the ground with a shot, and the wave of dizziness hit her. She hit the ground again and rolled down a grassy incline before her body hit soft sand. Her body was drenched in a thick layer of sweat that clung onto the grains of sand as she lay there.

Her breathing was rapid and short. Inhaling and exhaling over and over, hoping to find enough that would linger in her lungs. Stray hair drooped across her face in long strands.

She saw the ocean. The ocean that reminded her of where she was right now. This was the real world. This was no longer her mind. As terrifying as it was that she was still on an island full of killers, this brought comfort to her.

Her legs bunched up and her body curled inwards. She hugged herself tightly, gently caressing the exposed skin where the bullet had hit. Tabi's breathing began to regain control. She used the waves as a guide that would help her keep that gentle rhythm. Her eyes did not blink, they kept focused on the sea in front of her. She did not want to look at anything else. Not now. Not yet.

It took Tabi many minutes to regain herself, but when she did, she did not let go of herself. It had been a dream right? None of that had actually happned.

And yet, the pain inside of her lingered. Had it been there all along? The more Tabi thought about it the more it rang true. Ever since...ever since the day in the town, the pain was there.

And her parents. They were hurt weren't they? They were afraid of their precious daughter now. She had done such an evil thing and now...They would surely abandon her. Wouldn't they?

Then it turned to Ivan and all thinking stopped. Her body unfurled and she sat up. Ivan. He had to be alright. Right?

It was then that she heard the sobs. She heard the moans. It was Ivan!

Tabi turned around and saw him laying on the ground before her. He was fidgeting and shaking uncontrollably. He was still asleep and still physically alright, but something was wrong.

The girl scrambled up to where he was sleeping.

"Ivan!" she called.


There was no response, only sobs.


Tabi tried shaking his shoulder, "Ivan!"



There was still no response.



Tabi went over his chest and clutched his convulsing arms. She shook him again harder this time. She had to stop this dream, whatever it was.




"Ivan wake up!"
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Tabi felt the moisture lingering in her eyes. Her arms still tightly locked onto Ivan's own. He had finally stirred from his fitful slumber. Her lips quivered when he stared up at her. His eyes were beady dots, staring up as if he had just seen some dreadful aberration in his sleep. Sweat was beading down his face and pooling where her hands were now, mixing in with her own. His breath was shaky, forming an awkward cadence with the wavering gasps of her own.

He had asked her what was wrong, and Tabi found herself choking back a nervous laugh. Her mouth flexed upward into a slack-jawed smile. Ivan was trying to put on a brave face for her. She felt the tears finally slipping out of her eyes and falling onto him. In the short time that she had known him, he had always hid it away. He was being brave for the both of them. It wasn't an active attempt to do so. It was just something he had done.

But now, he couldn't hide it. Tabi knew it all.

She leaned towards him. Sniffing in the mucus running from her nose.

"I-Ivan..."

And collapsed into his chest, sobbing. She started to pound gently on his chest with her left arm. She had no idea what he was going through now, but if it was anything like hers. Then she understood his want to be brave.


But...


"Y-you...don-"

Tabi stopped tapping his chest and merely rested on his body. She stretched out her right arm and dug in under his neck, pulling him closer to her. No more words would escape her lips. As if her own body had forbidden her from doing so. She only lay there, holding him tightly too him. Her sobs starting to fade to mere whimpers. They were alone, but they were together. Only the ocean, was with them.

They didn't have to be brave. They were here now. There was no need to be brave anymore...
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Ivan's shirt was damp, whether it was because of Tabi's tears, or the sweat from her face, she did not know. What she did know, is that it was comforting. It clung to her face, cushioning her, providing sanctuary for her.

The tears dried up, but her face remained damp. She did not move, she only breathed in and out in short harried bursts. Her body rose and fell in candance with Ivan's chest.

Hands reached around and gently placed themselves in between her shoulders and on the flat of her back. The fingers had wedged themselves into the aches in her body, never completely easing it, but serving as a remedy. Tabi felt the embrace pulsing ever once in a while and it made her calm. Her breathing finally returned to normal.

Ivan's body had lifted up to her head. He buried it in her hair and Tabi felt his lips touching her head. Tabi felt a slim smile rise up on her face.

"Mmmm" she hummed, staring into his chest.

"I'm alright... we're alright. Just had a terrible dream, that's all..."

Tabi blinked. A dream...he had a dream...

He wasn't the only one...

"Y-you...you too...huh..."

Tabi shifted her head and turned to face the ocean. It was high tide, the water had crawled up to the beach until there was only two feet of sand that rested between them. The ocean was gentle this night, betraying the feelings inside of her, and who knew what feelings inside of Ivan.

But it seemed they shared the same feeling. The same fear. They were togeather.

Tabi turned back to Ivan and stared into him. She said nothing. She just watched Ivan with unblinking eyes, waiting for him to say more, if there was more to say.
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"It's... i-it's beautiful, isn't it?"

Tabi smiled and nodded gently. It was a beautiful ocean in front of them, it was beautiful resting in his arms. They were close and it was more calming then anything she could think of right now.

She inhaled and let out a faint sigh. It was so perfect this moment. Her body pressed against his chest. The sound of his heart mixing with the symphony that was the ocean. The wisps of breath puffing out of her own mouth. It left her at ease.

She closed her eyes and let out a small pure of content.


"Tabi, there's something... I really have to ask..."


Her eyes lifted and she stretched her head back to look up to his face.

"Mmm?"

His eyes were clouded in thought, as if there was something that he wished to keep secret was about to be let out. Her face faltered and she waited for him to speak again.


"Are you going to pick up... your weapon?"


Tabi stared back at him, her lips curling downwards. Her gaze drooped back down to look away at him. She stared at the hand on Ivan's chest. The hand had begun to ball back up into a fist. She said nothing, taking it upon herself to stare at her nails.

She knew of what Ivan spoke of. He was asking about that weapon. The weapon that the voice on the loudspeaker claimed to be just for her. As a reward.

A reward for turning into a murderer...

Tabi lifted herself off of him, breaking free from his embrace. She sat up to face the ocean, her feet dangling on the edge of the grassy plateau . Her arms rested onto her knees and began to shake.

The moment between Ivan and Tabi was gone. The moment had been there only moments ago. And like a house of cards, the moment fell away into the night.

Why? Why were they taken here? Why were they placed on this island to die? Why did she pull the trigger? Why wasn't she strong enough? Why was she rewarded for killing someone?

She found no answers to this. None that she liked. Clio's voice was still ringing inside. It was true wasn't it? She was going to be like her now. A killer on TV. She'd already killed her. So that already made her one didn't it?

Thoughts of her dreams brought her back to her family. Her parents probably thought of that already? If they hadn't seen it yet? They probably knew by now. Survival of the Fittest was a phenomenon back home. If they hadn't seen it, somebody probably said something by now...

Danya wanted her to take the weapon didn't she? He wanted her to kill more. That's why she was 'rewarded' by him.

Tabi's hands scrunched tightly into fists. Her nails dug into the skin, but the pain meant nothing to her. Her lips clenched shut and she gulped back the rawness that was building within.

She had found the answer to Ivan's question.

Tabi shook her head from side to side. It was slow at first, fear of what would happen if she refused slowing her movements. But the more she shook, the faster it became. To hell with Danya's 'gifts'! She wouldn't do it. She couldn't kill another again. There was no way that she would be able to do it again.

"No...no...no...no I'm not doing it," the girl thought aloud, "Never."

Tabi stopped shaking her head and returned her gaze to the ocean. Her breaths became deeper and longer as she unfurled her balled fists. Her hands were stinging with the marks from her nails but it was of little concern of hers right now. They planted themselves onto her knees and rested there.

Though the weight of the weapon had lifted itself off of her, her thoughts still swam inside of her mind. She was still a murderer. No amount of talking would convince her otherwise.

With a loud sigh, Tabi leaned backwards and into the soft grass behind her. She closed her eyes and breathed in the smell of the ocean. Wishing that it would be the tonic that would blast her thoughts out of her.

She opened her eyes, and for a moment, she had been taken aback by what she had seen. Up above her were thousands upon thousands of tiny dots spread throughout the dark canvas above her. It was something she had never seen before in her life. She had seen stars in the skies back home, but never in this number.

Her eyes blankly gazed at the mosaic and her jaws slacked at the sight. She did not blink, for fear of missing some new development. For a moment at least; Tabi Gweneth's mind was distracted once more.
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Tabi's eyes darted across the speckled black canvas. She wasn't very knowledgable when it came to constellations. She knew about The Big and Little Dipper and there was Orion's Belt, at least she thought that was what it was called. Now though, it would be imposible to gleam them from any of the other stars that were staring before her. They were so far away, and yet they seemed like they were just within her reach.

Tabi's breath was still, whisps of warm air floating into the night sky. Her left arm gently reached up to the stars, but she couldn't pull them closer. They were just so far away. Just like she was now. Home was miles away.

Home...

Her arm drooped back from it's lofty height down to her chest. She placed it right under her bussom and her index finger instantly dove for the hole in her blouse. She gasped as she it massaged the area. Her skin was smooth, free of the biting wound that had been expected. Her shoulders sunk deeper into the prickly bed beneath her.

As her finger continued to brush the area, her eyes began to sink down, obscuring the stars into a white haze.

"You know... sometimes my little brother and I would watch the stars.

She turned her head to the left and saw Ivan staring up at the same sky that she was looking at. She had forgotten that he was there, right beside her. So he had a brother, somehow, it made all the sense in the world to her. They just never talked about that before.

"You'd think there wouldn't be a lot to find up there... just a bunch of stars."

He laughed at his joke, something that had caught her by surprise. She couldn't recall a moment when he had even cracked a smile, but here he was gleefully looking at the stars. Tabi's gaze returned up to the blanket above them. She wondered what he was staring at right now. Was there something she just couldn't see out in that map of dots?

"Still, we spent hours and hours looking up there, finding all the constellations, all that fun stuff. It's... it's kind of funny. Way out here, the stars are much clearer than they ever were around Bayview. This sky's a little different, I can tell, and the positions are off, but... I think at the end of the day, it's all the same sky."

Tabi's face curled up into an artificial smile. She wanted to understand what he had said, but her mind was drawing a blank. Instead, her thoughts lingered somewhere else.

Ivan had his brother and who knew how many other family members. How had they felt? When Ivan...killed Keith? She knew the reasons why they had happened. It had been an accident. He didn't want to kill him. Tabi heard him cry, saw him crying in his sleep. Did they?

Her smile started to twist back down into a slight frown. Her lips had started to quiver again. To remedy this, she tried to cover it with the top oh her mouth.

Did her family see when Tabi's hands had slipped? Did they see what had happened afte?. Had they seen her crying? Did they see her kiss Ivan? The boy she had only really known for under a week?



D-did they?



"He-hey Ivan...d-do-do you k-kn-know...if...if...o-our p-parents are watching...If they are watching...ar-are they...Do they wan-want us to..."

Tabi closed her eyes, trying hard not to break down. She had to know...

"Do they want us back home or...or do they want us to...to..."

Tabi couldn't finish the sentance. If she said anymore, she knew that she wouldn't be able to stop herself...
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Ivan had commanded her to not finish her sentence. It had made her to arch her body in fright. Her lips were sealed though, pressing against the cuts on her chapped lips. It was better than saying it and hearing the truth from her own mouth.

"You can't... honestly think..."

Tabi felt the gaze coming from beside her. She dared not look at it though. She didn't want him to see the answer.

She was thinking exactly that. Nobody would get the commentary of what had happened. Nobody wanted the commentary when watching television. They just saw what they saw and they knew what it was they had seen. Tabitha Gweneth was a murderer. Micheal and Dana Gweneth had spawned a murderer. If she made it back, it would be after everyone had seen what happened. Her mother was in the newspaper! She would be asked by thousands upon thousands of letters as to how. How could she not have seen the signs? Her father wasn't safe either. Just because the newspaper got the majority of the letters didn't mean he would be immune to them.

If she made it back...it would get so much worse. She would have outlasted her entire class. The ire they would receive would be so much worse.


On the other hand...




A warm hand gripped her arm tightly. Her eyes darted bellow to see the pale arm of Ivan draped across her belly. Her body squirmed, wanting desperately to free herself from its owner, but he wouldn't let go of her. Tabi moaned in complaint, but said nothing. The arm had locked her down and Ivan was going to see it all.



"What you did wasn't your fault... they know that. Anybody who saw knows that, Tabi."

Tabi's squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head. No. That was impossible. Ivan didn't know what he was saying. He just didn't understand the words that were coming from his mouth. His words were punches into her gut. The pain had grown again and was spreading all over the aches in her body. She wanted to scream at him that he was wrong and that Clio had died because of her. Nobody could accept what she had done. They had already convicted her back in St.Paul. There was no room to appeal.

"Come here...and l..."

She felt Ivan's firm hands rolling her onto her side. She fidgeted and wailed in resistance. But Ivan had out-muscled her. Her eyes were still wedged shut.

"l-look at me..."

Tabi tried to resist. Her eyelids were trying to keep her blinded. Ivan's face would be too much for her to handle right now. And yet, her lids lifted up and stared out into Ivan's face.

She regretted opening them. The look in his eyes was soft and he was on the verge of tears. There was no malice to be found on his, only a look of pained look of pity.

Water was starting to pool up in the corner of her eyes. Why was he looking at her like that? She didn't deserve such a look from him. She was guilty. Why could he look at her the way he was now?

Ivan's voice was so quiet that Tabi barely heard him. His eyes were still intently focused on hers. Waves of discomfort were washing over her as she couldn't look away from him. His ice blue eyes had ensnared her own and now she found it difficult to blink.

"...but we have to be stronger than that. You've done nothing wrong... Tabi."

Tabi froze. She had done nothing wrong. He had said it as if it was a law. She had done nothing wrong. It had been said with such authority, such certainty.

"It was an accident..."

Tabi couldn't believe that. An accident was when you had run into someone at Bayview. Or if you had spilled something on a friends shirt. A murder couldn't be an accident.

And yet he had said it so vehemently.


You were only trying to protect me...

and you did....



You saved my life...


Short hiccup-like sobs were the only sounds Tabi could make. Her body was starting to shake once more, but Ivan's hand had moved to her left side. It no longer grasped her, it was gently placed, only serving as a gentle hand.

"You stopped me from being killed when I was protecting you. And I'm going to go on protecting you for as long as I'm alive."

He didn't have to say anything, Tabi wanted to say, but the lump in her throat kept her still.

"Because..."

Because...


"If there's anybody who deserves to go back home...



anybody who needs to be back in the arms of her parents...





who WILL accept her...







it's you."





Her right hand shook as she lifted up. She placed it over her face, trying, unsuccessfully to hide her mouth and eyes from Ivan. Her body shook in time with her muffled cries.

A warmth was leaking inside of her, trying to destroy the aches that were in her body. Her mouth was starting to curve upwards and as she sobbed, it grew louder and louder, breaking free from her self-imposed muzzle.

She inched over to Ivan, feeling his arm draping behind her back. Her head gently touched Ivan's forehead and now her hand had wrapped itself on his shoulders. Restraint had been sucked away by Ivan's words and now, she wailed to him, feeling the warmth of his body against her own until her sobbing ceased.

"I-Ivan..." she said, pressing her cheek to his brow, "It hurts...a-am I supposed to hurt, Ivan?"

She felt her hand pushing him forwards, trying to keep him close.

"D-do you hurt...too?"
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Ivan's cheek brushed up against her own. There was an unexpected fuzz that rubbed against her skin. The coarse hairs scratched her first as he moved up her face. But as he rubbed himself against her cheek, it became much more gentle. Softer. His breath brushed inbetween her frayed hair, gently tickling her neck.

"Every Day."

Tabi closed her eyes. Her arms dug deeper into Ivan's back, pushing him into her body. The answer was painful, constricting, and yet, it was as if the tension in her body had syphoned out into the cool summer air. A relief that washed over her body like the river she bathed in days ago. Back when Ivan had killed Keith...In fact, he had cried back then, didn't he? It was only days ago, and yet, so much had passed.

They were the same. It was something that they could share. Whether either wanted to or not was uninportant.

Ivan's hand caressed Tabi's back, waking her from her temporary stasis. Her eyes reopened to view the vast ocean that was behind her. Her face had lifted upwards. It felt foreign to her. Back in the day, it was much easier. She could laugh about someone quoting the latest Will Ferrell movie. Some stupid quote but it was funny anyways.

It felt good to smile.

"It's funny...How the world becomes a far less scary place when you're not alone."

She hummed in approval. It felt good to be with someone. Felt good to have...

To have kissed someone...

Her jaw slackened and a hand went back to her lips. Ivan had kissed her. Twice. Tabi had returned it once before, but her mind began to fill up with new thoughts.

The boy who had protected her throughout their journey had kissed her.


She had never had a boyfriend before. Never a serious one. Kissing had never really happened in her life. But when Ivan had done it she felt warm.



But there was doubt in her mind.



"Ivan..."



Pulling away from their embrace, Tabi looked up to the eyes of the boy in front of him. Her lips curled up, and her eyes darted to the ground. A steady heat was beginning to rise within her.

Looking back at her companions face, Tabi took a deep breath.


Leaned forward.




And kissed him.




She did not stay long, a second at most, before returning back to her kneeling position. Her warm face had now grown into a furnace and a smile flickered up and down her face. It was only a moment...but the moment felt...good...


And still there was doubt...



Tabi rubbed her hands, as if they were the only part of her that remained cold. She gently placed them in-between her knees and continued to rub them, hoping for the warmth to transfer to her palms. Her eyes dared not look to Ivan, for fear of what he could say in response.



"Um...yesterday." Tabi wrung her hands.



"Back when you..."



Tabi's mouth flinched upwards...


"D-did you?"
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When Ivan first replied with a question, Tabi looked up to the blonde man that sat before her. He joined her in a kneeling position and stared to her. It had finally come to her attention, that even now, she was taller than him. He had always seemed like a giant of a man, casting down as a silent shadow to protect her from whatever deadly situation that they had found themselves in. Or perhaps it had been the other way around. Countless times she had hidden behind him, sheltered herself from Nick and Clio. Even when she had stood up to Imraan, she had made herself small. Weak. Afraid.

And yet here they were now, and she was slightly taller than the man that she had kissed. Tabi was never small back at home. She knew that, she was loud, boisterous, full of energy. Where had it gone these past 6 days? What had happened to it? She almost laughed at what had happened to the talkative kid in History class, but found the ocean too peaceful a noise to overturn.

"When we kissed, you mean?"

Ivan was blushing before her. Tabi blinked, processing that thought. Ivan had never blushed before, at least as far as she could remember. Had he blushed? Back when he kissed her before? She couldn't remember. Even a day ago, there was nothing she could remember, nothing she could recall.

And yet, her lips parted open. Teeth poured through, beaming out into the night.

Ivan's arm had found itself around her shoulder and he moved in. Tabi had not expected where his head moved. He weaved under her chin and planted his lips upon the bare skin.

Tabi gasped. It was gentle, his lips against her skin, gently they found folds in her neck and rested against her. She looked down to him, his eyes luminent in the darkness. They were so confident, his blue eyes. There was something about them; a bravery that said more than a simple yes could ever tell her. Her body slumped, tension seeping out of her body. She took in air, and gently eased it out of her.

Tabi closed her eyes and merely took in all the feeling inside. The warmth of his lips and hands upon her body. The brushing of his fuzzy cheeks against her skin. The feeling of her body rising and falling with every breath. The smell of Ivan's body. The feeling of her lips only moments ago touching his. Her mind was so focused now on this moment, this realization. She did not wish to let it escape her. Not again.

A low rumble purred out betweene her feline grin. Never again...



When his lips parted ways, Tabi's eyes opened. She made a low wordless cry, but said nothing. Her body sagged back down, hands pressed down upon her legs.

She looked down at the grass, only for a moment. What was there to say? Had they really said all that they could now? It had felt like there was something left down upon the table. Something that she could do, now that all the answers were given.

Her gaze turned back to the blue. It was her turn to move toward him again. She had done too little. Ivan had been the loudest of them all.

Tabi weaved her arms under his own and pushed him into her. Her teeth returned in a wide smile, a smile reminscent of back home.

And she kissed him.

Tabi refused to break away so early now. This time, she knew and this time she would do it right. It was at first a single held kiss. But it soon broke out into smaller, quicker kisses. Ivan's had moved on for a lifetime, these rapid displays of affection was her own repayment.

Soon Ivan responded in kind and the two exchange series of small kisses. Each of them kept each other closer now, as close as they could possibly be. His arms had looped over her shoulders and now they connected at the crest of her back. Tabi's own arms weaved into a hug around his own.

It had become a blur, what either of them did. For Tabi, all that she could feel was this intense swelling from within her. This warmth that now enveloped her entire body. It was not sweltering, instead it merely soothed her into a state of quiet joy. A joy that the two of them were able to share alone, but together.

With sorrow, Tabi finally broke her lips away from him. She felt the force of sleep trying to reach out from within her, but was able to supress it. Her grin remained plastered upon her as she searched for fresh air. Gently, both she and Ivan started to slide back down to the earth, maintaining that warm, but gentle embrace.



Breathing returned to normal...


Sleep started to force Tabi's eyes shut. She had finally found the words to say. Words that needed to be said, before she dozed.

"Good night...Ivan..."

Tabi pushed herself towards him and gave him one final kiss on his forehead.

"I love you..."

Tabi's eyes shut once more. And she started to drift off into the night, carried away by the sound of the ocean waves.

Her sleep, went undesturbed. Her embrace, never weakened. Until the morning came...

((Tabi Gweneth continued in White Sparrows))
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