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She picked the phone up and dialed a different
number.

"I need you to get him to make something for me
and have it at the house. I will send Aimee." She spoke softly,
feeling her heart bursting with regret.

"How many?"

"At least four. Thanks." She put the phone down
and tried not to cry.

Chapter Forty-Nine: I like my Viking glossy
and humble

Aleksander

Giselle sat on his bed looking at the pictures
with him.

"That one."

He beamed at her, "You're getting really good at
this."

She smiled.

He was amazed at how quickly she had picked up
the fine art of recognizing supernatural creatures and beings in
photos. It wasn’t hard but not everyone could spot the halo they
gave off.

He looked down at her lips and smiled, she was
wearing the berry gloss he'd grown to adore the scent of.

He leaned in imagining the feel of her lips
against his.

She pulled back, "Uh no thanks. Dude you never
gave me the time of day when you thought I was dumb. Now suddenly
I'm doing pretty good at something you want to get all up in my
grill."

He laughed at the expression on her face,
"Giselle it wasn’t that I thought you were stupid."

"You must be missing the hell no on my face. I
know what you thought of me. I heard you telling Hanna how I always
talk too much."

He felt ashamed, he could never live with
hurting her, "Giselle, I didn’t mean any of it. I was trying to be
nonchalant about my feelings for you."

"Huh?" She pulled back from him further.

He took her tiny hand in his, "Giselle I was
trying to be, uhm cool. I didn’t want anyone to know how I was
feeling about you."

She waited a moment, "Cause of Aimee?"

He nodded, "But not for the reason you think. I
just don’t know how Aimee will feel about it and I wanted to make
sure it was real. I didn’t want to get hurt."

She looked confused, "You think I'd bite
you?"

He laughed, "No honey, my heart. I thought you
wouldn't like me back the right way."

She looked completely puzzled, "I already told
you I liked you."

He got lost in her eyes, "I just didn’t think it
would work out."

"You know I'm not that smart, not the smartest
anyway. But I also know that but I'm not so stupid to miss someone
just wanting in my pants. Here in the privacy of your room you want
me but in front of everyone else you don’t. You can't have Aimee so
you're looking for a second best. Screw you Aleks. Dick." She
stormed out of his room.

He got up from the bed chasing after her. He
grabbed her arm and dragged her back into his room. He closed the
door pinning her up against it.

"I'll scream." She whispered.

He smiled, "I'd like that very much." He bent
down kissing her lips. The berry gloss made them slide against his.
He pulled back smiling, "Giselle when Aimee chose Shane I was heart
broken. I never thought I could or would care for another person
that way. I closed myself off so much I never even noticed how I
was feeling about you. I thought I was protecting you and helping
you but it was more than that."

She wiped the lip-gloss off his face, "It's hard
to take you serious like that."

He wiped his mouth on his sleeve, "When I love
someone it's with my whole heart. I've loved two women in my entire
life."

Giselle looked pained, "One was my best friend.
I'm not sure I can just pretend it never happened Aleks and I'm not
willing to risk my friendship with Aimee over it. I think I will
always wonder if you could be with her would you?"

He kissed her again but her lips stayed stiff
against his.

"Give me a chance." He asked softly.

She shook her head and pushed him off of her.
She opened the door and was gone again.

He dropped to his knees in his room feeling the
blank emptiness fill him again.

He stood and opened the window to his room. He
dove out of it.

Chapter Fifty: Mine

Hanna

She waited at the front door for Aimee to
return.

She looked down the hall to see her waving to
her. Hanna looked confused and walked across the room to her, "When
did you get back?" She asked quickly taking the purple sack Aimee
had fetched for her.

Aimee rolled her eyes, "I wink in and out, I
don’t use the front door. How does no one get that?"

She turned and walked away.

Hanna took the sack to the kitchen. She poured a
cup of coffee for herself, "Anyone want coffee?"

Ben smirked at her nodding. He'd been extra
close lately. She made his coffee dumping a vial in.

"What do you want in it?"

Ben winked, "Black. You're all the sugar I
need."

She smiled, praying the friggen cure worked on
him. The cheesy lines were killing her.

Don never spoke, he had his ear buds in. She
made him a coffee and poured a vial in for him as well. She put a
bit of sugar in it and some cream. She carried them both their
coffees.

Ben moved the pillow beside him, "Come sit by
me." She bat her eyelashes at him, "I will, let me just get my
coffee."

She passed Don the other cup. He looked up and
smiled, "Thanks babe."

Ben growled.

She turned smiling sweetly, "Drink your coffee.
I'll be right back."

He nodded taking a long drink.

She poured a third mug and dumped a vial in. She
stirred in a bit of cream, exactly the way Sam liked it. Her heart
broke as she thought about him drinking it.

He walked into the kitchen as if on queue. She
almost poured it down the drain but stopped herself. She didn’t
want him against his will.

He smiled at her. She melted inside and passed
him the mug.

He took it and drank, "Exactly the way I like
it."

She smiled hating the feeling inside of her,
"Yeah, friends know that kind of stuff about each other."

"Thanks friend."

She drank her coffee watching them.

Ben never asked her to come and sit by him
again. Don didn’t smile and nod at her.

She watched Sam drink his. He seemed distracted
by something on his iphone. She never let her eyes leave his
face.

He looked at her with a blank stare, "Did you
say something?"

She shook her head feeling her heart break.

She looked at Ben, "Ben you want another?"

He looked at her shaking his head, "No thanks
Hanna. Hey Sam you got the movie downloaded yet?"

Sam nodded, "Oh yeah I do. Want to watch it
now?"

Ben kicked Don, "Want to watch that movie we
were talking about?"

Don looked back at Sam completely ignoring her,
"You got it ready now?"

Ben looked over at Anne, "Want to watch a
movie?"

She shrugged, "Sure whatevs."

Sam crossed his arms, "It's in my room. I'll
just get it." He walked away not looking at her. She felt terrible.
They never even asked her to watch the movie.

She walked behind him but passed his room to go
to her own.

Her breathing had grown difficult with the lump
building in her throat.

She sat on her bed sobbing into her hands. She
wondered about her mother and how hard it would have been for
her.

She looked at her blinking cell phone seeing a
message. She scrolled over to the texts. It was from Marcus.

All it said was 'Tonight?'

She couldn’t, she knew seeing him would be a
mistake. Her emotions had been under control, as under control as
they got. Without him stimulating her every half an hour and with
all the fighting she had barely noticed her sex drive. She was
nearly back to her old self.

She text him back, 'No I can't'

'Why??'

'Super busy. Learning new thing's'

'Hanna I need you'

'No' She could feel the desire building in her
as she thought about seeing him.

She knew it was unlikely he would risk coming
looking for her. He would be pissing off Lorri and he tried to
avoid her at all costs. It was unlikely he knew where she was. She
didn’t even know. They hadn’t been allowed out of the apartment and
the only person who ever came and went was the maid, well and
Aimee. The maid never spoke to any of them no matter what they
asked her or offered her.

'When I find you I will take you back'

His words weren’t a threat.

They were a fact. Him coming to look for her got
more likely instantly.

She turned the phone off and lay back on her
bed.

Everything was a mess.

At least Marcus had taken care of Andy. He would
never recall her the way it happened, just the memory Marcus gave
him. She missed Andy, she missed Roland. She remembered the
smallest details about her life before. The mall, seeing a cute boy
like Andy and giggling with her friends. She missed her
friends.

Suddenly she realized she understood her father
and his journals. Andy was his Mary. A normal human who could be
injured in it all.

She wished Marcus would eventually come to grips
with her not wanting to be the sexual animal he tried to make her
into. The distance had been a good thing for her. Weeks away from
him gave her perspective. She knew he was addicted to her in the
same way as she was him. It definitely wasn’t love, no matter how
she tried to spin it. She didn’t know how to making him see it
though.

Her biggest problem was Sam. She loved Sam. The
memories from the past months cleared as her heart emptied.
Everything that had occurred in the months looked clear in her
mind, without the emotions and feeling attached to them. Suddenly
it was as if she knew it from the moment they'd kissed in the
hallway at Lydia's. His kiss was the closest she would ever get to
the true loves kiss Roland had told her of.

She pushed the thoughts of Sam away. His
drinking the potion was more painful that anything she imagined she
would ever have to bear. She wanted to find him a new cure to make
him love her again.

She was shocked she could differentiate between
her Siren and her heart. Her heart was a broken mess thinking about
Sam and her Siren tried to imagine just how bad/good it was going
to be when Marcus found her. She knew it was inevitable. He had all
the money in the world and tons of resources. She could only stay
hidden for so long.

It had taken weeks of blocking everything but
she could see the difference between emotions and hormones.

"Hanna?" She heard a knock at her door.

"Yeah." She frowned, it had sounded like
Lorri.

Sure enough Lorri walked into her room looking
sympathetic, "How you doing?"

She shrugged, "Okay. Are you pissed at me for
the other day?"

Lorri sat on the chair opposite her, "No kid. If
I could force a bunch a guys to do my bidding I would do it in a
heart beat, maybe faster."

Hanna laughed, "You can command all of us."

Lorri nodded, "I guess yeah. Not really the same
thing though. You don’t adore me in the same way."

"Touché."

Lorri leaned forward, "You know why I'm
here?"

Hanna thought for a moment, "Here on earth or my
bedroom?"

Lorri laughed, Hanna hadn’t really heard her
laugh without sarcasm before. "Your bedroom, jeeze like I really
want to get into the whole life purpose nonsense."

Hanna shrugged, "My mojo obviously didn’t call
you here unless you're on their team, which I know you're not. I'm
going to say you have a bad feeling about Marcus?"

"Bingo. You have the same bad feeling?"

"Yup. He sent me a text an hour ago asking about
seeing me tonight. I told him no."

Lorri looked cautiously at her, "It's been a
long time and he's going to be going through withdrawals. I
actually expected him at least a few weeks ago. You tell him where
you were?"

"How could I? I have no idea where I am. Look,
we held the maid upside down to check her pockets and nothing. She
wont tell us a thing."

"Good. If he comes to your window like a night
creeper, Hanna you can't let him in here. Keep the window closed at
all times."

Hanna nodded feeling the intensity in her
tone.

Lorri smirked, "Look I get it, a Siren's got to
get laid just like any other girl but just not him, not in here.
There's other reason okay. You may think you trust him, I know I
don’t."

She laughed, "Lorri, dude, what? Gross, so not
having this conversation. Yes. I will ensure the window stays
closed. Jeeze."

She stood up and nodded, "Alright then we
shouldn’t have a problem."

"Are Ari and Lucas okay? I know I kind of hung
in here for a couple days, just didn’t want them to think I didn’t
care."

She laughed, "No one can ever be more sorry than
Ari for the things she's done. They're fine. Ari healed in an hour
and Lucas in three. No one blames you. That’s what training is
for." She walked out of the room leaving Hanna alone again.

Seconds later she heard another voice.

"Hanna?" She sat up as Giselle came into her
room, "Hey have you seen Aimee any where?"

"I got her to go to my place and get something
for me but she brought it back. I haven’t seen her since then."

"Oh okay. Thanks. She probably went to like
Shane's or her dad's maybe."

"Giselle you okay?"

She didn’t look okay, her eyes looked puffy and
her cheeks looked tear stained.

"Yeah, no I'm good."

Hanna got up off her bed and grabbed her hand.
She pulled Giselle into her arms, "What's wrong?"

Giselle hugged her back trembling, "My dad
died."

Hanna bit her lip, she knew that pain. She knew
Giselle and her father hadn’t been close. She also knew no matter
the depth of a relationship, loss hurt the same.

"I'm so sorry Giselle."

She sobbed into Hanna's shoulder and hair, "I
hated him, kind of. He was a terrible dad. He was weird and he was
mean to my mom. But he was my dad and I should have loved him
more."