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Faith	By : BishiMistress Category: +S to Z > Trinity Blood Views: 6602 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3:Come Out, Come Out, Wherever You Are

The next morning Alex woke to see a steel gray sky peeking in through the window. She lay in bed for several minutes, mentally groaning at her behavior the night before. She searched for a clock and found none. She wondered if it was too late to sneak out and save a little face. She brushed her hair and gathered her sparse belongings into her travel bad. Opening her room door silently she made to creep into the bathroom to gather her clothes. She was stayed by a soft sound coming from the kitchen and a sudden flood of the smell of breakfast cooking. Her stomach rumbled in protest as she contemplated politely declining breakfast.

Alex crept into the bathroom and freshened up, collecting her clothes as neat and folded as possible. She finished packing her bag and walked into the kitchen, still wearing Abel�s shirt. Abel stopped when he saw her, his shirt just barely brushing the top of her thighs. Her hair was neat, but the shirt was wrinkled, giving her a curiously dichotomous appearance. He smiled warmly at her, buckling her resolve. She smiled back blushing slightly. She was so intoxicating that Abel almost let the bacon on the stove burn.

�I thought you would be hungry. There are waffles, eggs, bacon, toast, sausage, milk, orange juice, and coffee.�

�Wow. You�re quite the busy bee in the morning. You didn�t have to make breakfast, Father.�

�No need to stand on ceremony, Alex. I wanted to be the best host I could be.� Alex felt some of her embarrassment evaporating.

�You�re not only the best host I�ve ever met, you�re the best person I�ve ever met.� Abel blushed slightly at this and piled the food onto plates, setting them in the middle of the dining room table for easy access. Alex watched Abel walk around the kitchen island, making for the table which she was partially blocking the path to. He approached and she failed to move. He watched her quizzically. Standing on tiptoe and still struggling, Alex kissed Abel, just a quick sweet kiss, before turning to take her seat at the table. Abel sat next to her and they ate in relative silence. When Alex finished eating she pulled her knees up to her chest, sipping the warm coffee. She had tried everything at the table and was quite full and the coffee was lulling her back to sleep. She was quite unaware of the view she gave Abel. He ran a hand through his loose hair and watched her.

�Alex...� The languid way in which she opened her eyes was so seductive that Abel lost his thought completely. She watched his gaze shift in a licentious way and wondered why his attitude changed so quickly. Then she realized how good a view he had and quickly sat properly, blushing furiously.

�My... apologies, Father. I.... forgot what I was wearing.�

�My shirt. I must say, you look quite lovely in it.� Alex ducked her eyes at this and remained scarlet. �My apologies, Alexandra, that was inappropriate. And... last night was inappropriate too. I�m afraid I quite took advantage of you and the situation, and I shouldn�t have. I wasn�t seeking to... push for anything.� Abel looked like he had been berated for hours.

�I... would have objected verbally... if I objected emotionally...� Alex was afraid he would feel disgusted with her aggressive manner.

�Do you really mean that, Alex?�

�It was... fast and unexpected. But I would have said no, if I didn�t want you. If I didn�t want it.� Alex felt ashamed, and poked at the floor with her foot.

�Alex you�re a beautiful woman and you�re lovely, but things like this deserve more time. That is why I suggested we stop last night.�

�Ah.� Alex was hurt, true enough, but she knew that Abel was right and for this reason didn�t fault him his decision. Gazing at him, she suddenly felt childish and quite ashamed of her actions. �I�m sorry for being so forward, Father.� The look of shame on Alex�s face stunned Abel and he reached to take her small hand.

�Alex, I--�

�May I use the shower, Father? I have to report for duty in a few hours.�

�Yes, Alex. Be my guest.�

With that Alex rose, showered, changed, and bid the father good bye after many thanks for his kindness. As she began the long trudge across town, she examined the grey sky, wondering if it would rain again today and further postpone her work. She made it finally to the job site and was greeted by the overseer. His brusque manner was immediately grating and she knew it would be a long day. As she began work, her thoughts wandered to Abel and the day crawled on in this way, Alex wishing all the while she was somewhere else.

Glad her exceedingly long work day was finally done, Alex headed across town toward her hotel, which fortunately wasn�t as far from Abel�s church as she thought. She was almost desperate to see him again, but at the same time she was worried she would come off as aggressive again and she wondered if she should intrude. Her desperation to see him overrode her worry and she started the long walk to the church. She had stopped by her hotel to drop off a few items and freshen up. She put her make-up back on, black liner and red shadow to match her black and red streaked hair. She hoped it wasn�t too obvious that she�d tried to look attractive, but decided she didn�t want to waste anymore time trying to make it look like she hadn�t spent so much time already.

Gathering her shoulder bag, which went everywhere with her, she pulled out a small mangled device from the knapsack and stuck a pair of small headphones in her ears. She was listening to beautiful sweeping pop music, her step light to match the melodies, as she walked through darkened streets towards the church. It wasn�t a long walk, but there had been vampire attacks recently and she tried to stay wary despite the headphones. Her stomach did flip flops every time she passed through the extra dark entrances to allies in between the street lamps. Then, while passing a particularly dark alley entrance, Alex heard something that made her blood run cold.

�Alex...� The whisper seemed to echo through her mind and she paused the music player to listen, picking up her speed. Her heart was racing and her palms sweating, but she was suddenly overcome with the urge to laugh. And laugh she did. She chuckled suddenly, her heart slowing, but not yet calming to its normal pace.

�Come now, Methuselah. Have you nothing better to do than torment gothic little Terrans on night strolls?� There was no reply, but she felt no threat or malevolence from her strange disembodied stalker, and so moved on, smiling to herself. �Come out, come out, wherever you are.�

�In good time, Alex... In good time.� Alex shivered at the promise, and quickened her pace, knowing the Father�s church was just around the corner.

Once she got to the front doors of the church, she was hard pressed not to rush in from anxiety over the echoing voice and over seeing Abel again. When she entered, quietly closing the door behind her, she saw Abel instructing a weary looking mother and son in some specific prayers and giving the woman a bottle of holy water. The woman repeatedly thanked him and as she walked away, Abel finally took notice of Alex. She was a gothic beauty in a gothic church and Abel soon found himself staring. Alex blushed at his riveted attention and walked towards him, very aware of the heavy thud of her boots on the marble floors.

�Good evening, Father.�

�Good evening, Alex. To what do I owe the pleasure?�

�I assure you the pleasure is all mine.� Alex did a little curtsy and Abel smiled at her teasing.

�At least you are not drenched tonight, hmm?�

�Pity really. It�s not every rainy night that I get taken in and cleaned up by a handsome priest.� Abel blushed slightly at this and began spluttering about �poppycock� and �nonsense�. �Father, you surprise me. You don�t know how to take a compliment at all.�

�My apologies, Alex. What would be the proper response?�

�Why thank you, Alex, let�s go have dinner.� Abel�s expression became more serious and he examined her up and down, as if examining her true intentions. �Or, if that�s too much to expect, you could just say thanks.�

�Not at all, Alex. I�m quite flattered, actually, but I�m afraid my modest budget couldn�t afford much for myself, let alone the two of us.�

�Then let me pick up the tab. I did a fair day�s work and got a fair day�s pay.�

�How absurd! I can�t imagine not being a gentleman enough to cover dinner.�

�Then let me cook for you. I may not be as good as the best Rome has to offer, but I�m sure it won�t be a dinner you regret.�

�Well, I don�t really think tonight is the best night, actually--�

Just then Abel�s speech was cut short by the absurdly loud creaking of the wooden front doors. A young nun walked in, her violently red hair standing out quite loudly against her white habit and uniform.

�Father Nightroad! I see you are still with the faithful. I thought for sure by this hour that your church would be empty, but it seems your radiant smile keeps them here until all hours.� The young lady smiled at Alex and Abel, but Alex wasn�t sure whether or not to take this comment as a compliment to Abel or a jealous jibe at herself. It seemed as though Abel wasn�t sure either.

�Now now, sister Esther. Faith does not rest and if the faithful have need of a priest I am always here.� Before Esther could reply, the front doors opened and in walked a couple of other men.

�Wordsworth and Havel! Welcome, gentlemen, welcome.� Greetings went around and Alex looked nervously at Abel as William and Vaclav examined her. She leaned in a little closer, speaking quietly to Abel.

�Father, am I disturbing some sort of meeting?�

�Well actually--� The door interrupted once again and in walked three more men, one with impossibly long gorgeous blonde hair, one with impossibly long gorgeous black waves and one with short spikey auburn hair.

�Father de Watteau, Father Iqus, Leon, so good to see you.� Alex watched Abel curiously as his voice rose higher and higher and his speech became increasingly unrefined. Alex had no idea what was going on, but she decided it was time to excuse herself and so crept quietly towards the door, making sure the thud from her boots was silenced on the marble.

�Father Nightroad, status report.� Something about that father�s voice caught Alex�s attention and made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end.

�Ah, I�m doing just fine, Tres, just fine! I believe we�re all here now. Although, I feel like I�m missing something. Or are we still waiting for someone? It feels like we are one short.�

�Negative, sister Kate has just arrived. All AX members are present.� Sister Kate, a nun with blonde hair and white habit and uniform has just materialized inside the church.

�Ah, you�re little friend has left, Abel.� William commented as he pulled the ever present pipe from his lip.

�Yes, she seemed quite eager to make a quiet get away. What did you do to her, Abel? Did you break another heart?� Leon�s booming voice oozed with the smile plastered on his face at his own joke. The others chuckled as Abel blushed.

�This is no joke! We�re here to have this meeting of all meetings and you are all prepared to let a parishioner just walk out into the dead of night. You should all be ashamed.� Abel headed for the door, but Hugue blocked his way.

�I will go retrieve her, Father Nightroad, start without me.�

�But I� retrieve? She�s not a��

Hugue was already at the door and a moment later had disappeared into the dead of night after Alexandra.
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