Just a little mini-series. This first part is based on the return. Read and you'll understand. ((Assuming he doesn't die)) Ignore her. Becca has no clue what she's talking about.


He knocked softly on her door, tim, trái tim beating quickly. It had been a little over an giờ since he and his partner had returned to the base. She hadn't come out during that time, and he really wanted to see her. But he had forced himself to politely answer các câu hỏi and talk to those that greeted the two when they had returned. Now he had finally managed to slip away and anticipated her reaction. He knocked a little louder on her door. No answer. He waited a few anxious phút before opening the door. The room was emptied and dark. Only a few of her old trinkets indicated to this having been her bedroom. A thin layer of dust covered the floor and a few of the bigger pieces of furniture.
His tim, trái tim sank to his feet and he entered the room. His footsteps seemed to echo in the room as he shuffled to the desk. The few things there were trinkets. A small key on a necklace, a few stones she had received from Cat, and a very tiny âm nhạc box. He smiled slightly. The âm nhạc box reminded him of the one from some movie she had forced him to watch with her. They had never finished the movie, but she had told him the ending. He picked up the cold box and just held it.
“Not what bạn were expecting to see, was it?”
He turned his head. Devin stood in the doorway, a faint glow casting shadows in the room. He turned back to the little box and nodded.
“Where did she go?”
“With Becca.”
“Why did she leave?”
Devin stepped into the room. She took the box from his hand and sat on the bed. He sat tiếp theo to her when she patted the spot beside her.
“Do bạn know how Tara feels about you, Alek?”
“I believe she loves me.”
“Does that mean she's told bạn how she feels?”
He nodded, playing with the chuỗi hạt, chuỗi hạt cườm he had subconsciously picked up. Devin opened the âm nhạc box and Tara's yêu thích tune started to play. He could almost hear her voice hát the lyrics. Can bạn turn my black hoa hồng red? Drowning in my loneliness. How long must I hold my breath?
“I know bạn never meant this to happen, but...do bạn know how bạn felt being away from her for so long?”
He nodded again, remembering the pain and emptiness as fresh as that first day.
“Just imagine how much thêm it affected her.”
Alek looked up into the angel's face. Devin's composure was calm, but her eyes wore a pained look, as if it was Devin who had been the one in pain the time he was gone.
“You were the first male she ever trusted. She had been hurt bởi so many, even Ciel at some point. She took a big risk trusting you. And your absence almost killed her.”
Alek swallowed, tears forming in his eyes.
“H-how do bạn know? How do bạn understand?”
“Before I was married to him, I had some...competition getting Fang. He was the tình yêu of my life. Still is. But the period of time we weren't together, when I didn't know he loved me, it almost killed me too. But since I can't really die, I almost went insane.”
“What happened?”
“Becca intervened. She is a warrior, but she has a good heart. She kept me sane until Fang told me he loved me. I don't say these things to guilt you, Alek. I say them so bạn know what bạn are up against.”