Remembering the Past

[Beth Randall Midnight]

*Beth once again found her way around the mansion, she was taking a break during the day while her hellren slept. These past few nights she had dreamed of coming to this door as it opened and her father stood there. Reaching for the door knob once more, her hand dropped and she just stood there staring at the door waiting for it to open it's self and have Darius standing there smiling and pulling her into a hug. She felt a wetness on her face, as she wiped it she was crying. It was a tear for the want and wishing that he were still alive to watch her.*


*She knew it was impossible for him to come back to be here with them. It never stopped the thoughts that clouded her mind each and every night that she closed her eyes. Reaching for the door knob once more, she jumped at the "meow" that came from the spoiled but royal black cat next to her.* Boo! was that needed? " *His eyes meet hers and the "meow" came again, she knew that he was telling her it was alright there was nothing to attack her, but she couldn't face to open the door in front of her. Leaning down she picks up the hesitant cat and nuzzles him as she kisses his head and places him on the floor. She grabs the door knob, turning it as the door creaks open.*

[Beth Randall Midnight]

*Stepping into her father's room she just looked around, it was the same as it had been since she first came here. She didn't want anything removed or even out of place it was as if she was waiting for him to come home to her. She stepped further into the room, her hand grazing the pictures of her that was placed everywhere. She smiled as she took a seat on the bed, a picture sitting next to a baby one of hers was of her mating day. Wrath was next to her smiling and happy as ever and she, was smiling up at him. Her heart swelled as she thought of the day she became queen of the brotherhood. Her father would be proud of her. As she swallowed the emotions down, the tears still fresh on her face.* Hey dad, I know it's probably crazy of me sitting here. But I miss you, I would have loved to have known you. *Her hand running over the pictures as she sighs, and gets off the bed. Glancing once at the picture sitting on the mantle, a picture of Wrath, Darius and even Tohrment. She wiped at her face, making a note to have a chat with Tohr about her father. He knew him and some how that brought comfort knowing she was surrouned with family and the memories of the men who were around her. She stepped out in the hallway, turning to look at the room as she shut the door and headed back towards her mated room.*

*The snores of her hellren were what greeted her, as she removed her clothes, setting them on a chair and slipping back into the bed, arms wrap around her and pull her closer to the heater that was hers. Her king in all his glory was at her back and she turned over, kissed his lips and nuzzled closer to him, smiling as sleep claims her once more. Her father's image before her as he greets her and they chat.*