For the Taking ?

12 ? Questions

Now that I thought about it Desmond had clearly heard me but didn't come to check on me, not that I wanted him to. He had left too, shortly after I tucked myself back in.

Did he go after Osiris?

My apprehension must have been obvious on my face. I didn't want to get in between the brothers and the thought of me pushing a wedge between them made me sick.

"Fuck." Ivy hissed realizing my silence. "I should tell Aspen."

She started waking to the door. I threw my stick against the wall and ran to catch up.

"Wait, Ivy are they okay? Is Desmond, okay?" If something happened to him I wouldn't know what I'd do. He was the only reason I came here. I hoped more than ever that Ivy's words rang true, that Osiris was a kind, and understanding person.

"Of course they're okay. It's just they can get out of hand when they both loss their temper." She pushed the door open and I followed close behind.

"Will Desmond be okay?"

"Desmond isn't the one I'm worried about. Osiris is." She started jogging towards a cabin but she halted in her steps whirling around to face me. "You need to go back to the cabin."

"What? Why?"

I want to make sure for myself that he was okay. There was underlying feeling that had me impatient to know he was alright. The irregular beat of my heart racing against my rib cage amplified my concern.

Ivy shoved me in the direction of the cabin effortlessly even though I dug my heel in the dirt.

"Osiris will kill me if something happened to you." She said making me confused.

"You mean, Desmond." I corrected.

"Yea, yea, whatever, same thing. Just go inside for now, I'll come over once I talk to Aspen." She gave me one last push before I turned around. We stared at one another for a brief moment before she pointed at the cabin. "Go, Sera. If anything happens I'll come get you, I promise." She pushed.

I wanted to tell her no, that I was going with her, but I held back knowing I would only be a burden. I was human, I reminded myself. I weak, feeble human.

With reluctance, I nodded my head and headed inside. What more could I do? I wasn't going to fight her on this, and as much as Ivy was less then conventional she hadn't yet given me a reason to second guess her.

I sat alone for what felt like hours. My brain tore through every possible thought, image, dark and light, anything that could possible happen or had already happened.

Ivy's words repetitively vibrated in my head while I wandered into the living room. I fell onto the sofa, gazing up at the log cabin ceiling. My eyes squeezed shut as I waited in silence.

The silence was the only peace I could get.

I was so tense, wired and worried. It made sense why I felt like this when it came to Desmond but my mind kept inadvertently shifting to Osiris. My feelings of worry getting ever more heavier when I thought about him, when I imagined him.

Sinful, that's what it felt like every-time I thought of him. I blamed it on the fact that he was family to Desmond and Ivy mentioned she was more concerned for Osiris than Desmond.