My Fallen Angel

"What are you doing here?" I demanded, staring at his quiet form.
Was he here as a threat? Did Seraphine decide to be a problem after all?
"Theda is dead, isn't she?" he asked after a moment, standing stiffly.
I hesitated, then nodded slowly. "Yes."
"I thought so." he moved past me, the size of a mountain, and sat slowly in one of the seats, looking weary. I stared at him a few moments, then cautiously sat near him.
"Where did you go, Cronus? We needed you to calm Theda, she blamed Ashlandil for ---."
"I know," he muttered, staring down. "And she was my friend. But Seraphine threatened my child."
My eyes widened.
"Your child?" I gasped, my throat tightening.
He nodded, his dark gaze rising to mine. "We all make mistakes, Kenali, and he was mine. I owe it to him to protect him, even if I can't be in his life. She threatened his existence if I didn't leave, I had no choice. I don't know how she even knew of him."
I should have finished her.
I clenched my fists in my lap, red strands obscuring my vision as I looked down.
"I'm sorry about all this mess I've made, Cronus. I never meant for any of you to get hurt. I just..."
"It's not your fault, Kenali, and I believe Seraphine has learned her lesson with you." he eyed me thoughtfully. "Is it true you wielded hellfire? The last angel with that ability destroyed Pompeii."
I winced, and chose not to answer, looking back down at my hands.
He sighed. "Fine then. Just be careful. Power so dark is corrupting."
"Why are you here, Cronus?" my eyes flicked up to his. "You didn't even like me. You hardly spoke three words to me."
"I wasn't sure whose side you were on," he shrugged, leaning back in his chair, staring through the glass wall at the planes landing and taking off. "If you were dark or not. You looked bad then."
That was before I'd started feeding.
I sighed. "It was a bad time for me. I didn't belong in this world, it was too harsh for me."
"And it isn't now?"
"I've found somewhere I can be content."
"But not happy. You can find pleasure here, but never happiness." he gazed at the tiled floor. "It's never that easy. And even pleasure brings woe."
That it did.
"What's your sons name?" I asked, hoping to change the subject.
"Conner." Cronus lips curved slightly. "He looks just like me, just not as tall. He's got scholarships into college over his physical abilities."
"That's wonderful," I smiled. "He should live a wonderful life."
"I hope. I never meant to bring him into this shitty world."
"We never do," I murmured, my mind going to Ashlan.
Please don't be his.

AshlandilI stepped off the plane, my eyes roving through the people waiting to meet their loved ones as I searched for the stupid woman.
She was supposed to meet me here; I'd only flown seven thousand miles to see if her kid was gonna be mine or not.
I strode forward, my duffle bouncing against my legs. I was leaving again tomorrow, there was no point in staying too long; I was just going to wipe her memory of me and be done with it.
Maybe swipe something to feed on before my plane left in the morning.
I'd been sleeping with strictly Kenali and my body was starting to wear again, I wasn't sure how she could keep going so long on just one mate.
Not that I minded.
Meaningless sex with another guy was fine, I didn't quite want to break all their bones in half.
It was just Andy...
I got pissed thinking about it again.
And she was being weird about him, not wanting to see him whatsoever and getting unhappy and sad when he was mentioned. Seraphine had told her something, or she had learned something, and it had shaken her faith in him
Which was just fine with me, it gave me time to butter her up and make her fall in love with me.
If anyone could ever love a demon like me, it would be Kenali and her heart of gold.
"Ashley!"
My head turned, and I spied Kacy in one of the plastic chairs, rising hastily to her feet, her face stressed. Her hair was brown, and choppy around her face, and without makeup she wasn't much to look at.
Her body, though, was another story, and had always managed to please me more then anyone else.
Until now.
Now she was like an appetizer.
I shook the thoughts from my mind as she walked to me through the crowd, tensing. I didn't want it to be mine so badly I would have cut off my own hand.
"Ash!" she made it to me, wrapping her arms around my waist and pressing her face against my chest like we were actually friends.
A muscle in my jaw ticked, and she finally let go, looking up at me.
"I missed you," she said, taking my hand. "Though I wish we could meet under better circumstances."
"I bet," I grunted, refusing to inhale.
I didn't wanna know.
I should just kill her now and be rid of the problem entirely.
"Come on, let's get some coffee," she sighed, pulling me along after her into the airports coffee shop. I sat down heavily, taking a quick breath, coffee beans and flavorings assaulting my nose.
She sat across from me, her hand nervously wrapped around her coffee.
I glared at her.
"You don't have to keep looking at me like that," she said after a moment. "I didn't do it on purpose. Why would I want a child?"
"If you don't want it, don't keep it," I said impatiently. "I really don't give a fuck. I just wanna know if it's mine or not."
She stared at me, taken back.
"How can you say that?" she looked hurt. "I know you have a girlfriend now but you didn't seem to care a month ago!"
I huffed, leaning back in my chair. "I don't want a kid, Kacy. Ever. Not with anyone."
"Who's gonna take care of you when you're old?" she snapped. "And you can't do anything yourself anymore?"
I rolled my eyes; I wouldn't have that problem like she would.
I leaned forward, eyeing her.
"Are you gonna keep it or not? I have a plane in the morning and I didn't intend on a long stay."
"God, you're such a bastard," she muttered, leaning away from me. "You never change."
I didn't have time for this.
I grabbed her hand, pulling it across the table and turning my face into her palm, as if it was an affectionate gesture.
God dammit.
It was mine.

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