"We'd done it," Cassie smiled. "We healed the breach and restored the balance between worlds. All in all, a great night's work... but the night wasn't over."
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Duplantier House, Willow Creek, 2000
"I knew you could do it," Gwen smiled at me.
God, I would have wrestled Temperance myself, for that smile.
"You were amazing," Molly said to Carmilla.
"You were pretty amazing too, Mol," Carmilla said. "I mean, going to LaCroix's was your idea. We never would have done it without that."
"Carmilla, I... I have something I want to tell you," Molly stammered. "I mean... I..."
"What is it, Mol?" Carmilla smiled.
"I... well," Molly continued to stammer. "Oh, screw it!"
I don't know which of us was more shocked when Molly suddenly leaned in and kissed her... Carmilla or me. All things considered, it was actually a pretty romantic moment.
"Well, I... wow... umm," Carmilla stammered.
"I think we should leave these two alone," Gwen smiled at me. "Don't you think."
"Yeah," I smiled back. "Night guys."
"Night," Molly said dreamily.
"So, I have something I want to tell you, too," I said as Gwen and I walked back toward my house.
"You do?" Gwen asked sweetly. At least, I think it was a question.
"I... um... oh God," I sighed. "You know, after today, Bella is probably going to ground me until I graduate... from college! So, I might not see you again outside of school..."
"That would be too bad," Gwen smiled.
"So, you see..." I started, taking her hands.
"Yes," Gwen said.
"I... I..."
Yeah, I pretty much forgot how words worked at this point. I wondered, maybe Molly had it right. Maybe words weren't important.
Unfortunately, this was not our moment.
"Excuse me, miss," a voice interrupted us. "I'm sorry, I seem to have gotten turned around. Is this the Pendula View cemetery?"
I remember thinking tourists as I stepped over to give the man directions.
"Yes, it..." I started, just as I saw the gun in his hand. "Gwen! Run!"
No one was more shocked than me when it wasn't a bullet but a wave of energy that struck me.
Everything went black.
What I know about the next moments comes from what Gwen told me.
"What have you done to her, svartalf?!" she demanded.
"She is unharmed," he replied. "Merely unconscious. It is you, Gwenivar Silveroak, I am interested in. By the authority of the Leadership, you will come with me. Now."
"Hand," another man shouted, rushing up. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
"Operative 4398, or should I call you Agent Light," Agent Hand's voice dripped with contempt. "I am obeying my orders."
"What orders?" Agent Light demanded. "This is Goth's op, and she's hasn't given you any orders."
"The situation is out of control," Agent Hand replied coldly. "While you and Agent Goth have been 'observing' there has been a significant interdimensional breech. My orders, which come directly from the Senior Researcher himself, are to contain the Active responsible."
"Not happening," Agent Light snarled.
"Ms. Silveroak..." Light began.
"Please," Gwen said, looking into his eyes. "Please, just look after Cas."
Turning, she let Agent Hand take her into Containment.
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