|Lydia the Sidekick
Author: 102Tex102 PM
Every hero needs a sidekick even those with awesome magical powers, the best range in guns and skills with a melee weapon. I am Lydia of the Gypsy Camp, Bower Lake.Rated: Fiction M - English - Adventure/Friendship - Chapters: 22 - Words: 21,739 - Reviews: 11 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 07-14-12 - Published: 04-24-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8054923
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The Final Meeting
I wake up in my caravan with Ronan and Jack curled up beside me with red faces of tears. Max is by my side asleep. I exhale and everyone bounces awake suddenly. "Mum!" They yell in unison tackling me in a hug.
"Hello." I mutter barely able to breathe as they grip me. Max barks once then runs off.
"Where's he going?" Jack asks watching him leave.
"He's going back to his master." I smile as they release me. "Where was I hit?" They look at each other then back at me.
"The heart..." I frown and stare down at my bandaged chest. "How? We thought you were dead for sure." A small tear escapes my eye as i wrap my arms around them. "I'm always coming back. I promise."
I leave a note for Jack explaining what Theresa told me and begging him not to come looking for me. I lead the boys into Brightwood and to Garth's tower. He leaves a note on the edge but I simply take off the 'For Sale' sign and burn it. Jack and Ronan run about the building exploring it and playing around with all the instruments.
I walk out to the Cullis Gate as Garth walks up the steps. "Hello." I utter.
"It's good to see my home is going to left in your care." I smile looking back at Jack and Ronan. "Did you tell him you were leaving?"
"I left a note. I'm not strong enough to tell him that in person."
"You promise to take care of this place?"
"Promise." We hear a sudden crash and I lower my head in shame.
"Well... I hope we meet again. I'm going back to Samarkand." I hug him as he turns to leave again. "I'm going to need all the luck I can get," he adds halfway down the steps, "Reaver is coming too."
"Bloody hell, all the best to you Garth." I give him a salute before he leaves.
"Who was that?" Ronan asks covered in black powder.
"A friend. What happened?" I ask.
"It wasn't my fault!" Ronan runs back into the tower and I sigh one last time before chasing after him.