Aidan had been more than wonderful, was being more than wonderful. Was probably being better than she deserved seeing as how she kept dragging her feet on the whole relationship thing. But he'd seen that she was in a mood and he'd done everything in his power to pull her out of it. The dinner, the wine, the talking the wine, it had been a great way to unwind and by the time she kinda remembered him putting her to bed, she couldn't even remember what had set her off earlier in the day.
And it was certainly gone from her mind now. Strange things were happening all over the island, she'd heard the reports, gone to the meeting, had put the shotgun back under her bed. Good thing, too, because she heard someone moving around in the house. Creeping. Sneaking. Looking for something?
Well, two could play that game and she had the added bonus of having been trained my actual ninjas. Sliding from the bed, she didn't wait for her eyes to adjust to the dim moonlight before she headed out into the house, shotgun in hand.
There, by the table, the shadow of a figure. Moving fast, Rachel swept out her leg to sweep the figure off its feet so she could bring the shotgun to bear.
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Aidan had been more than wonderful, was being more than wonderful. Was probably being better than she deserved seeing as how she kept dragging her feet on the whole relationship thing. But he'd seen that she was in a mood and he'd done everything in his power to pull her out of it. The dinner, the wine, the talking the wine, it had been a great way to unwind and by the time she kinda remembered him putting her to bed, she couldn't even remember what had set her off earlier in the day.
And it was certainly gone from her mind now. Strange things were happening all over the island, she'd heard the reports, gone to the meeting, had put the shotgun back under her bed. Good thing, too, because she heard someone moving around in the house. Creeping. Sneaking. Looking for something?
Well, two could play that game and she had the added bonus of having been trained my actual ninjas. Sliding from the bed, she didn't wait for her eyes to adjust to the dim moonlight before she headed out into the house, shotgun in hand.
There, by the table, the shadow of a figure. Moving fast, Rachel swept out her leg to sweep the figure off its feet so she could bring the shotgun to bear.