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Family (Part 1/14)

Friday, December 30, 2011

A man and a woman meet.

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A/N: This story follows and takes place some time later.

For siblings everywhere, and in loving memory of my own brother Eirik (1986-2003).

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PROLOGUE

Paquin, just outside the town of New Inverness...

The hovercraft floated alongside the tree line that marked the edge of the forest, making the birds that nestled there frantically take to their wings. The driver – a man in his sixties, but strong and fit for his age – took no notice of this, or if he did, didn't care. He only grinned broadly at the sight of the land stretching out in front of him. It was early in the fall and the forest was an explosion of color and the air clear and crisp, but it was neither the colors nor the air that brought out the grin. He wasn't there for the scenery.

He parked his vehicle at the top of a small hill overlooking the forest and stepped off, pulling out a pair of binoculars and raising them to his eyes to have a closer look at the valley below. He could make out the little house half hidden by the trees just where the forest started to grow thick. There was smoke coming out of the chimney, newly washed bed linen were hanging on a clothesline, and here and there skins and furs were laid out to dry in the sun. The whole thing was quite picturesque.

But he wasn't there for the scenery.

Still gazing through his binoculars, he turned away from the house to look at the vast meadow that stretched all the way from the tree line and down to the river in the distance, and the grin on his face only grew.

The sound of a gun being cocked behind him interrupted his thoughts and he took the binoculars from his eyes. The smile, however, stayed in place as he slowly turned around to face the woman standing there. She was in her late thirties, dark-haired, tall and well-built and there was a barely contained flame of rage in her blue eyes. S

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