Dance with me tonight

Raising children had never been Phoebe's life goal. She had never seen herself as a mother. Instead she had always been the wild child, the doting aunt, the cheerful sister. She had always been around for the rest of her family and took care of their children, but had never dreamed that she might have her own branch of the family to care for. Well, that wasn't entirely true. She had let herself dream that dream for the briefest of moments after she fell for Conan. But the huge male had disappeared and no amount of searching for him had helped her find him. She had given up, not just on Conan but herself. Her mind had snapped and she went spiraling into insanity, sleeping with every willing male she came across just so she would feel wanted. Her pregnancy had been her wake up call and now, as she sat outside her den watching Hera and Aura play, she could pretend to be content with her life. She had shut out thoughts about Conan and her brother long ago, the memories just too painful to bear.

Then the voice that had echoed through her mind for months, the one that still haunted her dreams cut through the air and her whole body froze, her silver gaze widening with shock and disbelief. "It can't be... That's impossible, I'm imagining things. I have to be." But she realized with a start that her girls had heard it too when they came running toward her, wondering who was howling. Her ears flicked back for a moment before she could put on a calm face, smiling and standing while nosing the pups into the den. "Don't worry, it's just an old friend of mine. You two stay here and don't leave the den till I get back okay? Be good girls, I'll be right back."

With that Phoebe turned and ran. She ran toward the direction the howl had come from, her paws skittering over the rocky landscape, legs pulling her forward as fast as they could. Moments later she saw him. His large, dark form was unmistakable and it made her skid to a hault. She was behind him with at least a dozen feet between them. Her heart was racing, her mind still trying to process that he was really there. She slowly started moving closer, more slowly this time, tears sparkling in her silver gaze. "Conan..." Her voice was soft and rough, her heart aching and lungs barely able to put air behind her words.



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