Cold Depths [open]

[Mocking Bird]

It was midday and the sun was out to bring light to the world. Mocking Bird had decided to go on a flight and stretch her wings out. She flew happily though the air, spiraling and laughing, but she was unknown of the dangers of today. She began to fly over the lake, and soon saw the bushes shifted, she hovered for a second, then she looked away for a second and a bullet went through the air. She moved, but wasn't fast enough and the bullet hit her right wing and she went down. She was falling, unable to move as blood dripped from her wing, some of it landing on her clothing, but that didn't matter. She screamed on word before plunging into the cold stiffening water. "Help!" It was a shriek and she just saw the women before being engulfed.

She felt the cold surround her and from it being later winter, it was cold. She could see a little but of red, the blood that had leaked out of her wing, leaving a trail to her. All she could wonder is, would they come and retrieve her.

[freedom]

She always gets herself into trouble it seems, even after we take care of these fools... Seamus told himself as he swooped between the trees towards the lake. He had intended on talking to Mocking today, trying once more to win her over, and it just so happened that today she needed saving. Swim down deeper! he mind communicated to her, slipping below the surface of the water once he reached it. His wings acted as propulsion and steering as he flew through the water almost as gracefully as the air.

[Mocking Bird]

Mocking Bird's eyes began to close, but she was awake long enough to see a figure, but she couldn't identify it. She felt her head ache from the lack of air and soon she was slipping into unconsciousness and everything was black and she thought to be dead so far.

[freedom]

The water rushed over the feathers within his wings as hims arms reached out and grabbed Mocking from were she floated. Coming to the surface now would be a suicide mission, thanks to the cops up at the surface. He still had a little bit of oxygen in his lungs, so his wings pushed the water again, forcing them through the deep lake, pushing himself to go further than he should have been able to. The plan was to surface as far away as possible, and he held them underwater until there was no air within his lungs whatsoever. The two burst to the surface, landing on the sandy shore a good half mile down from where she was shot.

[Mocking Bird]

Air filled Mocking's lung, making her cough water out of them, but she wouldn't wake up yet. Her wound bleed, something that for now gave her agony. She only would see darkness until she was too awake in hopeful safety. The area around were she was shot would be bloody for a while.

[freedom]

Both of them coughed and sputtered water for a few minutes. Seamus had barely made it back to the surface, so it took him a couple of minutes to get his bearings once again. But once he did, he started to take a look at her wound. It was large, but lucky for her the bullet had passed through. Luckily enough for her, his power allowed him to heal her enough to stop the bleeding by pulling the skin together and melding it shut. It would be sore, but at least from here on she wasn't going to die. Not from that wound at least. There was no telling when the cops would find them, and the sun was beginning to show its way to the horizon. He knew that she wasn't going to wake up, so he lifted her onto his shoulders before walking into the forest once more.

[Mocking Bird]

Mocking Bird felt some of the pain lift from her wing, but she still wasn't awake, but perhaps sooner now that the bleeding had stopped. She could remember, she was dreaming of her father and she somewhat missed him, she wished she could curl up beside him like old times.

[freedom]

Thoughts. Thoughts were good. Good in the respect that she was alive at least. But the course of her thoughts pained him, little pricks here and there, but nothing that stabbed him through the heart as of yet. He loved this girl, yet the only people she respected was entirely evil (and killed his entire family and civilization), and a guy who was a dark angel, who if asked her out would probably say yes. Through the pain though, Seamus continued, carrying her over the course of an hour to a rental cottage that was unused for the time. It was his first chance to lay her down and allow the both of them to get some real rest

[Mocking Bird]

Mocking had finally came around, she held her head as she raised, the part that made no sense was that she was home, but how? She saw the phone and it began to ring and then she saw Seamus, it filled her mind with wonder, but the phone intregered her more and she crawled to the end of the couch, getting to her feet, keeping her wing still and she answered. She heard a hello, and it sounded like Jay. "Where the hell are you?" Mocking growled, but then she heard him say that he was lost and then it was beeping and static. "Jay! Of course he is lost." Mocking muttered. She slammed the phone down.

She knew he will mind his way out of what ever jam he was in, somehow, but she knew her wing was still a sore and decided to discover why Seamus was here, so like a cat she shifted to behind him. She then poked his shoulder, even though he probably knew where she was moving, funny thing was that Mocking was very good at not noticing pain. "Why are you here?" Mocking asked impatiently.

[freedom]

Seamus's eyes opened from their closed state, since he had dozed off since their arrival. It took him a second, and he didn't even know about the phone call, but after that moment he understood that she was awake and...interrogating him? Baffled to say the least, he turned his head over his shoulder to look at Mocking, still as pretty as ever. His heart raced, though he managed to keep his voice normal. "Well I just saved your life, healed your wound, and brought you to safety. Couldn't bare to think of just leaving you here if you weren't actually healed or were still in danger. So I stayed." It was a good thing he hadn't heard the phone call, otherwise he would have entered a strong state of depression.

[Mocking Bird]

Mocking Bird let out a sigh and then walked over to the kitchen and looked around. "Hmm, I owe you, I guess." Mocking Bird had said I guess quietly because she didn't want him to hear it. She then stopped as she found a lighter and she went over to the fire place and lite a fire with paper and wood and closed it off, the heat would come in and the fire would stay where it was.

[freedom]

Seamus shook his head as he stood up, trying to get some of the water out of his clothes from the lake that was just too stubborn to dry themselves. "Nah, no need to repay me. As long as your safe that's all I need." The naps that the both of them took set the time late enough for it to become dark outside, which made things both interesting and complicated. Not like he was going to put the moves on her in this random cabin, but he knew some others that would given his situation.

[Mocking Bird]

"No, I owe you a nights stay at least, besides this is my home." Mocking Bird insisted as she turned the TV on to watch a movie for a while and just plain relax.

-sorry lazy-

[freedom]

(I have an idea that could potentially add some drama into this...)

The look on Seamus's face was that of shock. Going from impatient to relaxed in a matter of minutes, it was a joy to be able to relax. He hadn't suspected that she would be so willing to open her home to him, and be so nice about it. Every other time they've interacted, her words have been more on the harsh side, but this time they were calm. As he tried to form words, nothing came out. He stood in silence, looking at her with nothing but an open mouthed smile, trying to form some form of thank you.

[Mocking Bird]

Mocking wasn't paying attention as she watched the TV, how she loved to watch these kind of movies, as in scary. She then saw a girl about to open a closet. "Don't do it." Then she opened it and the killer killed her. "Oh how stupid, she pretty much killed herself." Mocking sighed, but didn't seem scared.