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Havermouth, Four and a Half Years BeforeAt least, Aislen thought as she dressed, she did not need to ask herself what she would wear to the funeral, most of her clothing was in the right color. She dressed slowly staring in the mirror at the darker patch on the floor behind her.Bianca, Helena and Christine had all pitched in to clean up from the miscarriage, scrubbing the blood from the wood and remaking the bed in clean linens so that by the time she returned from her overnight stay in hospital, the stain was the only evidence of what had happened. She had been acclimating to the patch on the floorboards in the weeks since, gradually hardening her heart until she could look at it without crying.The little cardboard box of ashes sat on the bedside table, the only other remnant of the little life that she had never wanted to grow, that she had intended to give to someone else… You would think that she would feel relieved not to have to continue with the pregnancy, she thought as she
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Havermouth, Present Time“Keep an eye on the door,” Heath said to Cameron as Talen reached into his pocket and took out a pocketknife, flicking open the blade. Cameron stepped over to the doorway, his gaze switching between the little window and Talen, his fascination evident on his face.“That’s a little generic and probably not too sanitary,” Rhett commented on the pocketknife.“What did you expect?” Heath snorted. “One of those fancy pointed rings that your employees like to play with?”“Well, yeah, actually,” Rhett retorted. “I sort of thought that was the origin of the design, or that maybe he’d use his teeth, not a pocketknife which he could have used for god knows what before.”Talen flicked him an amused glance. “Like werewolves, vampires are pretty resilient to germs,” he replied. “And I only wear one piece of jewellery,” he gestured to his neck where the key to Aislen’s collar hung on the chain.She automatically reached for her neck, with a panicked thought that the nurses
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Rideteb, Two Years Before The studio was quiet, and almost empty, just the way that Aislen liked it. Other than Jordan Daniels, the comic book artist who worked part time at the Rideten School of Art teaching, who was working on his course material in the little teacher’s office between the studios, she was alone. Sun streamed in through the generous windows catching on airborne dust, before spilling over the floorboards and the sharp scent of the ink of her pen merged with that of paints, oils and turpentine from the supply cupboard against the far wall. The table where Aislen worked caught the light perfectly. It was a little slice of heaven, she thought, or, at least, her version of it. She was inking in the final comic page for her end of year final submission, a work of meticulous care, requiring no interruption and a lot of patience. She preferred to work on tablet, but the Rideten School of Art was only just beginning to formally recognize comic book art as a subject rather t
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Havermouth, Present TimeAislen was woken by a commotion in the hallway outside her room. Rhett had been napping in the recliner and threw himself immediately across the room to the door, pressing his shoulder against it and looking through the window. He relaxed almost immediately.“F-king reporter,” he muttered and glanced over to the bed. “Hey,” he smiled a little uncertainly. “Did I wake you?”“The reporter did,” she shifted restlessly in the bed. “What’s happening out there?”“Tabitha Marie trying to bluff her way into Stephan’s room down the hall. I guess she decided that she would throw staff off as they’d be anticipating another attempt to get into you, and she’d sneak into Stephan’s room instead. The security guys have got it handled. And there’s Heath and Cameron,” he added his face lighting as he opened the door.Heath paused in the doorway and leaned his head down to Rhett’s, murmuring something under his breath, but Cameron brushed past cheerfully with a bag in his hand.
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Kabramatta, A Month BeforeAislen found the regular yoga sessions not only helpful in maintaining a level of physical fitness to combat the stationary nature of her art, but also in enforcing a regular meditation to help strengthen the bubbles that protected her from the onslaught of mental noise that came with living in a busy city. That Bianca was the yogi was a bonus, as it meant that she could combine exercise, meditation and a catch up with her friend.Aislen lingered behind as the class ended and the room gradually emptied.She watched as Bianca flirted with a pony-tailed, curvaceous blonde woman, the sparks flying between them as they exchange numbers. The blonde cast a smile over her shoulder as she left.“You have a type,” Aislen drawled as she joined Bianca. “Blonde, curvy, and bubbly.”“So do you - six inches, chubby and made of silicone,” Bianca snorted. “When are you going to give a flesh and blood person a go? I bumped into Jordan Daniels the other day at a gallery. He i
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Havermouth, Present Day“Aislen…” Heath started but was interrupted by the arrival of the nurses. “We’ll talk after,” he finished as the nurses adjusted the bed to sit Aislen upright.“Any discomfort?” The nurse asked attentively as they helped Aislen turn so that her legs hung over the end of the bed.“No,” Aislen suspected that Talen’s blood was the reason, healing her from the inside out. Bless her daddy vampire, she thought fondly.“Okay, but be guided by your body and if it hurts, we will stop…”“I can carry her,” Cameron hovered anxiously as Aislen stood with the help of the nurses. “F-k…” His hands were already held out, wanting to push the nurses out of the way.“Boyfriend?” The nurse to Aislen’s left asked as they took a shuffling step towards the ensuite.“Yeah,” Aislen agreed. It was close enough a description for their relationship at the moment, she decided, and she was f-king over being ashamed and hiding. “Both are, actually,” she said with a slight shrug. “Four, really
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Havermouth, Present DayAislen watched the water flow around her feet, swirling over the paving stones and tarmac of the main street of Havermouth, ripples casting shadows through the water that looked like screaming faces. She walked through the water, bewildered, feeling its cold drag against her legs, and its weight tugging down the fabric of her dress and sticking it to her skin.The traffic on the street had stopped, cars like islands in the flowing water, and pedestrians came to a standstill, everyone turning towards the river in astonishment.Where had the water come from?Something brushed against Aislen’s leg, and she looked down and cried out in horror as a pale, fish-nibbled face passed by, cheeks flapping in the movement of the water and eye sockets vacant, carried along in the tide of the water.Aislen woke on the end of a jump and gripped the sheets, breathing heavily.“Morgana,” Talen rose from the recliner and leaned over her. His hair was loose, brushing over her chee
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Havermouth, Present Time“Charles Gale, Pastor,” Pastor Gale recovered quickly, and his outrage transformed into charm. “I came to offer Aislen my services and company. I make regular rounds of the hospital,” he said as he stepped into the room. “And I understood that my son and his friends were at the river house.”He had expected to find her alone, in other words, she thought. Alone and vulnerable. And instead, he found her guarded by a giant of a vampire.“They are,” Talen replied, leaning a hip onto Aislen’s bed, a posture that was both confident and claiming. “We are alternating who stays with Aislen. They will be returning soon.”“Thank you for your kind thought,” Aislen said, barely keeping the sarcasm out of her tone. “But I’m not religious and you’ve made perfectly clear that you don’t enjoy my company.”“Now, Aislen,” Pastor Gale smiled patronizingly. “That’s simply not true.”It was unnerving how similar he looked to Heath, Aislen thought, considering that she reviled the m
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