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each other until the dawn took him from her. She covered him and kissed his cheek one last time. She gathered her belongings and headed up the stone steps for the first time since she had been brought there. She made her way through the piles of fallen stones in the grassy opening of the castle yard. The dew was heavy and the clouds were thick as she continued down the broken road that led down the side of the hill. She glanced back and could barely see what she could only imagine to have once been a fairy-tale castle, knowing that her prince charming lie sleeping in the depths, waiting for her to return.
    She walked what seemed like forever when she finally saw the water that she knew would lead her to the village of Kyleakin. Not a mile later, she saw a figure coming toward her and it was none other than Detective Grady O’Brian, only this time he wasn’t in a suit, he was dressed up in full hiking gear. As soon as he saw her, he began running in her direction.
    “D`nae!” he called out. She just waved like nothing was wrong and continued walking at her pace.
    “I was beginning to get worried about you,” he said, stepping up, putting his hand on her shoulder.
    “Oh please, Detective, you’re not going to tell me you got out of your suit just for me?” she replied smiling.
    “Hey, I’ve been known to do a little hiking,” he said in jest. “But truthfully, I was a bit worried with you being out here alone.”
    She looked up, giving him her best bat of the eyelashes, and said, “I’m headed back to the hostel. Where you headed?”
    “Well, I was just… what do you say I just turn around and head back with you?”
    “Sounds like a plan to me.”
    And together they headed back, with her only thought being how she would return.

Part 2
     
     
     

 
     
    It didn’t take long after D`nae’s return from Scotland for her to realize that the rollercoaster life that she had recently experienced was slowly taking on a whole new twist. Unbeknownst to her, it would also bring her face to face with a piece of her past that had subsequently determined the fate of her future and written itself into her destiny. The love she held for her dark knight not only placed her life in the arms of an admiring heroic human, who would love nothing more than to have her all to himself, but it also had her right in the middle of a two hundred year old, single minded feud that came with a very strong desire for vengeance.
    In the two weeks that she’d been home, some odd occurrences had begun to happen. She would find her mail ransacked, half hanging out of the mailbox, and half shoved back in. The phone would ring in the middle of the night, with the caller hanging up when she answered. Nothing to really worry about until a few days later when a man started calling her landlady, asking if she knew if “Miss Creel” had a man living with her. He would call back every other night after midnight asking stupid things like ‘Have you met her fiancé yet?’ or ‘Do you know when they’re getting married?’ before hanging up. But the thing that made her skin crawl the most was the fact that someone had been in her apartment, rummaging through her things and taking personal items, namely her undergarments.
    * * *
    She sat on her bed, holding the card in one hand and the phone in the other, contemplating on whether or not to call the man that had persistently wanted to ‘just go out’ ever since they met in Scotland last month. Everyone she told about the weird happenings had a different reason as to why they thought things were out of sorts and none made any sense to her. The police that came to her apartment earlier that night had the worst conjecture yet.
    “Well, we didn’t find any forced entry. Do you know why anyone would want your panties, ma’am?” an officer named Hernandez asked.
    “No offence, ma’am, but are you sure you didn’t just have a bad dream and get a little a paranoid? Maybe you and the boyfriend had