Amber

It was three at night when Marc called me. My sleep vanished as I answered the call. My life felt on constant alert.

"Marc." I asked when I heard only breathing over the call.

"Find Laser, he hates me now." Marc said sounding hurt.

"Marc are you alright?" I asked really concerned about him.

"I don't deserve to be alright." He said spitefully.

Something was really wrong.

"Where is Ian, Marc?" I asked getting fanatic by passing second as I got dressed hurriedly.

"Ian, he lets you call Ian. You know his brother called him that, a nickname his mother gave. His brother was only two when he died. He was just a freaking baby Amber." Marc yelled over the phone.

I have not known this and it pained me a lot to hear him say it.

"Please calm down Marc, I am coming now to your place." I said not sure what else to do now.

"No! No! Find him first, find Laser. You know how his temper is. He just found out that he could trust no one. Be there and let him see that he still have you." Marc pleaded.

"Okay. I saw him last yesterday morning and  then he went to see you. When was the last time you saw him?" I asked getting car keys as silently as possible.

My parents will probably kill me for sneaking out at night but this was an emergency.

"Yesterday afternoon." Marc answered tiredly.

"So he might be just sleeping at his place, right?" I asked trying to think of the best case scenario.

"No, his phone is switched off, I checked all the places he usually is but he is nowhere to be found."

"Fine, Marc I will see what I can do."

"Be careful out there, it is three in the morning." He added being the friend he was.

"Now you realise this when you put me in such a worried state. If I found Ian sleeping in his bed soundly I am going to kick your ass Marc." I threatened him lightly.

He chuckled tiredly.

"That is what everyone needs in my family Amber, their ass being kicked by you." He said in a pained tone clearly beaten about something.

But first thing first I had to find Ian and then we can deal with Marc.

***

It was kind of scary to be out alone in a small hilly town. I can literally feel eyes on me. And I was a target but my worry was higher than fear. So I just drove in the dead of night. Marc said that Ian was not home, not at the mansion .

I tried calling but the phone was switched off.

"Ian where the hell are you?" I muttered to myself atleast calling him a dozen times now.

I drove to the point where they had the concert and stopped there. My mind flashed back to the time when he saved me from falling down from the cliff. I closed my eyes at the memory , as the sound of lake in the dead of night echoed through my ears.

And suddenly like that idea struck me.

I restarted the car and turned to the point I hoped that Ian will be.

***

The water reminded me of our first date-ish we had on Fiore Rock. That was his solace point. And I seriously hoped that I would find him there. I got down from the car and found my way through the darkness to the rock that was surrounded by flowers. On the rock, I saw a familiar form and I sighed in relief almost making me weak.

He was here and all my worries were gone. Had it not been for his constant breathing motions, I would have thought that he was a statue. I walked up to him and I am pretty sure he was aware of my presence.

I circled the rock and stood facing him. What I saw made my heart clutch painfully.

Ian was crying, tears streaked his face.

"Ian." I said softly trying to make sure that I will not cry as well.

You know how it happens that there is a strong person, a pillar of support who is always in control no matter what. But when you see that person crying , you can feel yourself break from inside. That is how I felt right then.

He didn't look up when I called him out.

Something was hurting him , hurting his soul. I bend down and carefully took his hand in mine.

They were cold, freezing and I clutched them harder in an attempt to warm them up.

This time, he looked up and I had a sharp pain in my chest, struggling to breathe as I saw the ache in his eyes. What the hell happened to make him this way?

"Ian, talk to me please."

He sighed and did something I never expected. He pulled me for a hug.

All my force was on my knees but I kept the balance as his head rested in the nook of my neck. I felt tingly sensation run through me. I hugged him back, putting all the affection in it. His grip on me tightened as if he was making sure that I was real and here to stay.

"Um..Ian my knees might break now." I mumbled out the words.

He broke the hug and sighed again. His each sigh causing something to prick like a thorn in my heart.

I got up and sat beside him.

"I drove here alone at this time." I tried to talk so that he can share whatever was hurting him this much.

"You are as idiotic as I thought." Ian finally said something in a hard tone.

"Well, I do like you so being idiot might not be a surprise."

"You shouldn't like me, though." He said in a cold tone that was like a punch in my gut.

"Too late for that Laserian." I answered sharply.

He winced and I realised I used Laserian instead of Ian.

"I have seen that you are a freaking panther, you are shape shifter, I have seen you kill before me and I am a target of your tribe because of some lame-ass problem. I still like you, don't I? What else is there to know?" I told him a little annoyed.

I didn't want to hear that I am not good for you speech. I can like whoever I want. I can love whoever I want.

"My mother was a Quantum." He almost whispered the words as if he was scared that I will hear them and run away.

"So you are half quauntum." I concluded for him and he nodded.

"So?" I asked where the problem was.

He looked at me with surprise and a confounded expression.

"Quantums are the more animal ones remember Amber?" He was behaving as if I was mentally challenged.

"Matt is my friend. And as far I know I can control the animal in all of you. Was this the only reason you were moping around?" I asked not sure this was a big thing.

But maybe Ian had a different thinking and he was hating being related to quantum.

"Did your mother not love you?" I asked.

"No , she loved me."

"Then what the hell is wrong with having a quantum mother. It might be a huge thing for your tribe but me being an outsider finds this normal." I explained and in a gesture to prove myself I looped my arm into him and snuggled closer to him.

"What did I do to deserve you?" He asked mostly to himself.

I felt my heart beat go wild at his words but I maintained the calming silence not sure what to say.

"Now can I hear the whole story ?" I asked cautiously.

I thought for a moment he will ignore me or glare at me for being nagging.

But he surprised me again with this response, "Fine."

And then he told me how Eibhir was a big ass-hole and that He killed his whole family. He was disgusted at himself for working under a man like him, he was angry at Eibhir for using him and killing his family just for some orthodox notion.

He was hurt at Marc being so hurt and that his friend might hate him for being who he was.

I listened in utter silence and just looked at him completely breaking down, sharing his fears and inhibitions.

This side of Ian was making me cry but it was making me stronger as well. It made me feel that it was not only him that I needed but he also needed me.

"Laserian O' Fearghaile look at me. Stop. Laserian don't. Please don't ...it will hurt you." I said with a new found determination.

I don't want him to overanalyse whole thing. He and Marc are bosom buddies, can't he just forget about all the other stupid emotion.

He looked at me looking so vulnerable at the moment and give me a stare like I said something weird.

"Marc can't hate you. He called me to look for you. Can you hate Marc because his father is a douche?" I asked feeling brave and confident.

He shook his head in a slight no.

"Then why will he hate you? He is hurting just like you are. And do you know why Marc can't hate you? Why I can't hate you?" I asked looking into his amber eyes.

They were source of light in this darkness.

"Why?" He asked softly looking back at me with unsaid emotion.

"Because we love you. Because I love you Ian." I said out the words without thinking about the consequences.

My heart thudded inside my chest as if it was ready to leap out.

He looked at me completely shocked and speechless.

"And you don't have to say anything back in this hurt state." I said immediately to kill the awkwardness.

Finally, a small smile formed on his face.

"You know Amber Mikelson, right now you are the source of hope that is keeping me alive." And before I could respond to his deep and poetic words, he pulled me in for a kiss.

As if his kiss was some herb I felt all my worries and tension washing away. He did not say I love you back but right now honestly it didn't matter. Maybe he was not the type of guy to say those cheesy words.

But his kiss said a lot and he pulled me even closer, kissing me with a new possessiveness and fierceness which I was loving by the way.

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For those who remember...one of Amber's dream has been replayed here :)

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