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McKensie and Lara
Lukas sighed. "You know what that means. Monitoring. For at least a week." He said, looking up slowly. No one was keen on that. It involved wearing a cuff that tracked and monitored behavior, along with having a shock mechsnism.Anne pressed her gently back down on the bed. "Its ok. Im sure.... um..... Alex will be watching them." She promised. She sure hoped it was so, for her grandchildren's safetly.
Damon swallowed and knew that Torch would still do it, anything to get his wings back "Fine. A week he gets his wings back and the girl goes home."Mae nodded a little in shock "how are you here...father said you died...he left me at uncles...and then I died."
Lukas nodded. "Yes. Exactly." He agreed, holding put his palm in wich materialzed a black cuff. "You can give that to Alex should he agree."Anne sighed. "Being dead to your kids is easier than telling them that you're a demon." She pointed out. "I had your good in mind by leaving."
Damon nodded "Take care of the girl. She has two little ones..." He took the cuff and headed up to the earth and knocked on the study door.Mae felt a tinge of anger and hatred "you didn't care...don't tell me that it was in good mind! Even as a demon you still could have contacted...uncle abused me and killed me! But what would you care...you let go of the burden of a daughter..."
Torch's head snapped up when he heard a knock. He got up slowly and went to thedoor, opening it cautiously."whos there? "He asked.Anne shook her head. "I am sorry for what was done to you. Im sorry for everything. I love you." She whispered, brushing the bangs off of Mae's face.
Damon stepped in when it was finally opened "I talked with Lukas, you gave to be monitored for a week to get your wings and Mae back..."Mae started to weep quietly and hugged her tightly burying her face into her shoulder.
Torch growled softly, shaking his head. "Monitoring!? Do they want to take away what little pride I have left?" He sighed grabbing the cuff from Damon's hand. He snapped it on his wrist, grimacing. "Thanks for going down for me." He said, managing a small smile. He felt like a chained animal with the cuff on.Anne bit her lip, her eyes welling up with tears. She hugged her daughter closer, her hand resting on the back of her head. "Ive got you." She promised. "Love you, Mae."
Damon sighed and hugged him tightly "they couldn't give me any information on Mae...but she'll be let free at the end of the week as well."Mae sniffed "I missed you mum...I miss my kids..." She whispered sniffing again.
Torch hugged his friend back, refusing to look at the black metal around his wrist. "Ok." He said softly, nodding. It was disappointing to have to wait, but at least it was only a week.Anne nodded. "I missed you too." She let her daughter go, straightening again. "Youll see your kids in a week." She promised.
Damon sighed "Lex and I would love to help with the kids...she went overboard on shopping..."Mae smiled "they are beautiful...I want you to meet them."
Torch smiled weakly, "great." He agreed. "Ill go get them." He said softly. He walked towards the door and down the hallway. When his hand landed on the doornob, a shock of pain ran up his arm from the cuff and he moaned softly. "Or not."Anne nodded. "I would love to meet them. But right now I am taking care of you for the week.
Damon frowned and grabbed the door for him as he picked up the babies who were asleep thankfully "no metal...I do t know what else will react with it..."Mae sighed "I'm fine...now, I just want to go home..."
Torch sighed. "Probably anything else they dont want me to touch. Ie, weapons, anything flammable..." he shook his head, looking down at his kids. "Take good care of them, ok? Just until this is over." Anne nodded, sighing. "I know you do... but you cant."
Damon nodded and moved the kids closer, London gave him a small kiss and nuzzled his cheek. Damon smiled a little "just think about what it's going to be like with your wings back...focus on that"Mae sighed "Alex isn't bad...he just cares too much sometimes, I didn't want to have the babies here...it wasn't his fault."
Torch bit his lip. "Im trying. I really am." He sighed. "Thanks for taking them." He smiled a little. "Im going to grab some food." He walked slowly downstairs.Anne sighed softly. "Why didnt you say that before?" She asked, shaking her head. "I will try my hardest to get you out sooner." She promised.
Damon nodded and contacted Lexi "come to the house your going to be a mom for the week." He headed downstairs making sure Torch didn't touch anything that would shock him.Mae sighed "I told the Elders! I got locked up...plus I was dying..."
Torch sat down on a kitchen chair and bit into the apple he had. He sighed softly, trying not to look too depressed.Lexi immediately jumped up and started to fly to torch's house.
Anne sighed. "I will try to get you back home. But I dont know if I can."
Damon sighed watching him, he wanted to help for sure but didn't know how to. "Maybe you could write to Mae and she could respond? I could be a messenger."Mae nodded understanding "do you ever miss father?"
Torch winced softly at the thought that they would actually have to communicate that way. "Yeah, sure." He agreed, nodding slowly. He missed Mae. He missed Mae, he missed his wings, and missed freedom.Anne nodded. "All the time. But the split was better for both of us." She said softly.
Lexi arrived at the house and gently took the babies without asking questions, going off immediately to put them to bed.
Damon got him some parchment and a quill "I won't read it" he promised sincerely and sighed in relief when Lexi took the kids, maybe he wasn't cut out to be a dad.Mae sighed "do you love anyone now?"
((Oh my gosh! Thought I had replied! Sorry! Just repost if that happens again))Torch nodded slowly, taking the equipment he was handed. He bit his lip, staring at the page for a while before bringing down the quill and inking the first couple strokes.
'Hey babe. Miss you. I want you to know that I love you and I would give anything to be with you right now. I would come down there, but... I lost my wings, and so can not go into hell. Stay safe,
Alex.'
He rolled up the parchment and handed it to Damon sullenly, giving him a small smile. "Thank you."
Anne paused and thought about that for a moment, "No. I don't love any man at the moment. Not in that way. I have friends that I love, and I have you. But I don't have a lover."
Damon nodded and pat his shoulder "things are going to be ok Torch, don't stress alright?" He took the scroll and saluted him before heading down to Hell quickly and giving it to the guard "give it to the prisoner Mae."Mae smiled a little "what about Lucas?..." She saw the way they approached eachother.
((Will do! I was like...maybe she doesn't like the rp anymore? And debated whether I should say something)
Torch nodded and sighed, running a hand through his hair slowly. "Yeah. Ok." He said halfheartedly. This was just about the most damaging thing that could ever happen to him. He was chained, his wings clipped, and taken away from his love. Life could not get worse. Not for him. And slowly, his sanity was slipping. Anne laughed softly and kissed her forehead. "That is none of your concern young lady. Now get some rest." She said gently, walking towards the door.
((no no, I love this rp. I would tell you if I wanted to stop it. :) ))
Mae looked up and saw the scroll she took it immediately and read it her heart hurting "they took his wings...." She held her heart and looked at her mother "please get me something to write with!"
Anne looked back at her daughter, frowning a little in concern. She paused, as if contemplating, before nodding slowly and getting her a paper and quill. She handed them to her, and stood back a little ways so she could write.Torch found himself wandering through the halls, until he found himself in his study. he shut the door slowly and walked to the far corner, sinking down against the wall. wrapping his arms loosely around his knees he hugged them to himself and hung his head.
Mae quickly wrote My heart just tore open...Torch how could they?! Is there anything I or Damon can do to get them back?...I can leave till the end of the week but I am being taken care of by my mother, I am regaining my strength and miss you and the twins terribly...I love you
Always yours,
Mae
She handed the scroll back to the guard and Damon delivered it to Torch.
Torch took the scroll Damon handed to him, and read it slowly. He bit his lip as hot tears flooded his eyes, trying not to dwell too much on his wings, as there was no way that he knew of to get them back. 'don't worry about me Mae.
I will be fine. I promise. I love you, stay safe.
Alex.'
He purposely didn't answer her question about getting his wings back, because he couldn't answer it.
Damon watched his friend worriedly and sat by him "only a week...Lucas promised to restore your wings...don't give up on me man...your still the bad ass demon Torch!"Mae sighed worriedly and lay on the cot thinking about how he locked himself in his study...away from her...
Torch sighed. "Who are we kidding?" he asked forlornly. "Lucas might not keep his promise." His shoulders slumped a little more as he said that. "I don't see how this situation could get any worse. I'm not a demon without wings Damon. You know that. I'm just some freak human." he sighed. Anne walked back in and over to Mae. "Hey. I brought you lunch." She said gently, setting it down beside her. "I'm working on getting Lucas to let your boyfriend off the hook sooner, don't know if it is doing any good yet though."
Damon shook his head "I'll make him keep it...he knows how powerful I am! You aren't a freak human, you know that...don't go depressed...please? Just do what you used to without Mae?"Mae smiled and took the sandwich "thanks...Damon says he has to be monitored...it's killing him though..."
Torch bit his lip at the mention of Mae. He shook his head slowly, raking his hands through his hair and tugging on it in despair. "I can't. Not without wings. And it wouldn't be the same, not after I have met her." He curled up tighter. "I'm sorry Damon. I'm trying to hold on." He said softly. What he left out was that he felt himself slipping. Anne nodded sadly. "I understand. And I'm sorry. I wish I was more in control of what went on here, it would make things a lot easier. I don't have that kind of power, but I will do what I can."
Damon swallowed terrified of losing his best mate "hold on for your kids...for Mae, just give little days then everything will be as it should! But if you..." He droned off "then the future will not be good..."Mae nodded "I know...thank you, you do t have to help and you are...I'm grateful for that..." She rubbed her head "I just can't lose him..."
Torch thought about the future, trying with everything in him to stay positive, but all he could see ahead of him was more and more of this. lonely misery. His breathing picked up and he closed his eyes weakly. "I'm trying." He whispered, letting himself slide over onto his side and just relax in a crumpled heap on the floor. Anne sighed softly, seeing the pain in her daughter's eyes. "I'll go talk to lucas again now for you." She promised, leaving quietly to talk to the head of the elders.
Damon swallowed "I promised to stay alive...you have to do the same" he put a blanket over his friend just watching worriedly he turned to see Lexi "how's the babies?"Lukas looked up and saw Anne "what news do you bring?..." She was gorgeous in his eyes, powerful and regal truly like a queen. He didn't understand Mae was related to her.
Torch nodded weakly. He would try. He was trying. He was trying hard to cling to everything good that had happened in his life, so that he could remain alive. But it was hard. It was hard when all he saw ahead of him was a black void. Lexi smiled softly, "they're ok. They're in the crib now, fast asleep." she said, walking over to him to give him a quick hug. "They're doing just fine. But how are you?"
Anne pulled back her shoulders, and lifted her head, losing the loving motherly look and regaining her usual stance. "The girl is fine." She said briskly, walking closer to Lukas. "But the boy is dying because of what you have done to him." She said simply. "Do you really think this is necessary? We can not expect children to be perfect."
Damon swallowed watching Torch "scared..." He admitted quietly and looked back at her "I have to do something! I don't know what though!" He said frustrated and shut his eyes tightly.Lukas rolled his eyes "A child indeed. Torch is nearly a century old...he knows better and deliberately disobeyed for that girl, this is the only way to get through to him. He will be monitored...he's lucky I'm not seperating them."
Lexi nodded, understanding. It was hard watching a friend go through something rough. She knew. She knew from personal experience. Sighing softly, she looked over at Torch and bit her lip. "I don't know if there is much we can do." She whispered, knowing that was not what he wanted to hear, but she didn't know what else she could say. Anne nodded. "Still. He is young. And he is in love. Surely you know what that is like. Young love can be blinding." She said, shrugging a little. "Can you not let Mae go, to stay with him during the week? You'll kill him otherwise. Surely you would not rather he died than be with her?"
Damon sighed "I just fear that the help I have given with the monitor is killing him more..." He couldn't leave the study there were far too many things that Torch could use to hurt himself...he sighed deeply and phased his fingers through his hair.Lukas considered it, love...what a biased term. What does anyone know of such a strong emotion? "Fine. Let the girl go." He said dismissively with a wave of his hand.
Lexi sighed softly, hating the sorrow she saw in her lover's eyes. She kissed his cheek gently. "Don't go blaming all this on yourself Damon. You are doing all you can to help him." She encouraged, squeezing his hand gently. "I better go check on the kids." She said apologetically, hating to leave him here.Anne nodded, "Thank you." She said simply, inclining her head in respect. She left quickly, heading towards the infirmary where Mae was being kept. Her large, dark brown feathered wings unfolded and stretched as she did so. Scooping up her daughter, she briefly said. "I am taking you to him." Before taking off and flying out of hell to Torch's house.
Damon nodded and kissed her lips softly as he watched her go, he sighed sitting on the desk chair and then blinked feeling a cold air. He turned seeing Anne and bowed immediately "m'lady..." He then saw Mae and relief filled him.Mae instantly went to Torch leaning close to him "I'm here..." She stroke his hair and back grateful to be home but scared of how fragile her love was. She had never seen him like this...
Anne nodded and Damon and then at her daughter. "She was let go. Take care of her." She said simply, before taking off again to fly back down into hell. Torch shifted a little upon hearing Mae's voice. "Mae?" He whispered weakly, his eyes opening a crack. One hand reached out and grabbed hers, holding it tightly. He brought it to his lips and kissed it gently, a tear tracking down his face. Then he let go of her hand again, not having the energy to hold onto it.
Mae swallowed back the tears and held onto his hand tightly pressing if to her cheek "Stay with me..." She pleaded and looked at Damon for help. Damon lifted Torch over his back and got him into bed. Mae didn't leave his side stroking back his hair and brushing the tears away.
Torch stayed limp as he was moved. He was weak, too weak to do anything. Had he been a little more alive when Mae had come, seeing her would have given him the strength to continue. But he had slipped too far by the time she had come. He was too close to fading now to come back. He couldn't hold on any longer. He didn't have the strength. "I... I... lo-ov..." He choked, trying to tell her.
Mae shook her head "shh...save your strength..." She whispered and caressed his face "you'll be fine...." She tried to convince him and herself, she was shaking slightly worried about him biting away the tears that flowing down her cheeks. She gripped his hand trying to give him her energy she'd give it all...
Torch opened his eyes a crack. They had lost their glow, and were no longer golden, only a regular hazel. His chest was rising and falling very slowly, too slowly to be natural. He watched her sadly as she started to cry, and shook his head a little, as if to tell her not to. Then his eyes closed again and he sighed softly as he passed out. The fire in him, the one that kept his spirit going, that was in part his soul, was flickering. The flames were growing steadily smaller, going out one by one.
Mae felt her heart give out watching him, it wasn't fair! She felt true anger and hatred for Lucas that did this to him. She heard her babies cry and didn't even care resting her head next to his on the pillow. She gripped his cold limp hand trying to gain the glow back that connected them but there was nothing.
Mae felt her heart give out watching him, it wasn't fair! She felt true anger and hatred for Lucas that did this to him. She heard her babies cry and didn't even care resting her head next to his on the pillow. She gripped his cold limp hand trying to gain the glow back that connected them but there was nothing.
There was one small flame left inside him, his love for her. It burned, struggling hard to keep him alive. But the one flame was not strong enough to battle the depression that had built up inside him. It cough and spluttered in the fog, before fading, and then going out all together. Torch sighed softly and his body relaxed as his heart and breathing stopped.
Mae felt a jolt of energy and breathed out easier, she coughed and tried to sit up "James...London...my babies..."