Between the sword and the wall

   It was truly dark and cold. There wasn’t a living soul on the streets. I was searching for hours when he finally appeared. He was just standing there, gorgeous as ever. Dressed in black with his damn sword. And somehow, my heart still beated faster when I see him.
   - So, Daniel, I finally found you.
   - Indeed.
   - Why did you come back? You know that London is not for you.
   - And why wouldn’t it be for me. love?
   - Because you still kill people. I mean, it was the first thing you did when you landed here!
   - Oh! I see… Killing is still against the law, then?
   - Yeah.
   - And what now? Are you working with the Specials? Are you, love, going to arrest me?
   - Yeah, I think I am going to arrest you.
   - How did you use to say in the old times? Come and have a go…
   - …If you think you’re hard enough.
   He smiled. Then he was gone. I didn’t even have time to react. But I learnt something. He still used his the old tricks. That meant that I could catch him again. I’ve been working with the Specials for a year now. This was my first case. Before this, I was still in training. The Specials are the police force for the sorcerers and witches. Just like people have the police and the FBI.
   I felt tired. It was a long day and all I wanted was a bath and a bed. But it would have to wait. I still needed to report back to the base and listen to Alex, my boss, saying that if I were a man I would be better at my job. Like if I wasn’t feeling idiotic enough for letting Daniel escape! But since I would have to listen to him, I might go back as quickly as possible and get it done, right?
   I started to walk back to my car. It was a black Austin Mini Cooper S MK II from 1970. I love my car! Before, I used to have a black Volkswagen Beatle 1302 LS from 1972. I do like classic cars and the ones I have are always well treated. As usual, when I got to the car, I just sat there for a few minutes, just to relax and think and, of course, see if everything was okay. I managed to start the engine and I drove to the office. When I got there, Missy was sitting at my desk, waiting for me. She saw I didn’t have Daniel with me and shoke her head.
   - You know that you will prefer to be dead when he sees that you failed, right? – Missy asked. She was referring to Alex.
   - Actually, you’re wrong Miss. I will prefer to have killed him when I had my first chance – I said as I looked in directionof his office. He wasn’t there.
   - Okay. Maybe you’re right Ange.
   - Where the hell is he?
   - Oh, well, I don’t know. All I know is that he got a phone call and left.
   - And you’re going to tell from whom or I am going to have to ask?
   - From your dad, Ange.
   - What?! But… Really? Did you hear the conversation?
   - No, I couldn’t. Alex hung up the office phone and called on his own cell.
   - Bugger*!
   I checked my pocket. My cell was there, so I took it out and dialled Alex’s number. He answered on the second ring.
   - Who is it?
   - Who do you think? – I asked with a angry voice.
   - Angela, honey?
   - Don’t call me honey! Where the hell are you?
   - Well… hum… I’m at your father’s house. – It was visible that he was a little surprised by my anger and that he could see that I was like that because of him.
   - What are you doing there, for God’s sake?! If you move an inch before I get there, believe me, you are dead.
   I hung up. Missy gave me my jacket and we almost ran towards my car. I was really pissed off. Only because I let my phone rang, half an hour before, because I was still mad at my dad. But he didn’t have to call my boss, did he? And Alex! He actually made his way into my life, just as he wanted.
   The second I opened my door I felt that something wasn’t right. I looked back and there was Daniel, looking at me with his serious expression and saying that he just wanted to see if my dad was okay. Missy saw him too and her mouth was opened with surprise. I had only the time to say “get in” before he opened the door of the back seat. Missy and I got in and off we go to my dad’s house.

   It was all quiet when we got there. My dad’s beautiful house was the same as I remembered: light yellow and white with lots of flowers in the garden, all planted by my mother. I entered the house, followed by Daniel and Missy.
   - Dad? – I called.
   - In the kitchen, honey – he answered me back.
   We got to the kitchen. He was sitting by the table and Alex was standing next to the sink.
   - Daniel! How good to see you! When did you come back? – my dad asked as he stood up.
   - Mr. Buchanan! It’s good to see you too. Just some hours ago.
   - Angela, I see you did a good job and arrested him – said Alex.
   - Actually, you’re wrong. He just wanted to see how my father was.
   - But aren’t you going to arrest him Ange? – asked Missy.
   - Yes, she is – said Daniel, before I had the time to say anything.
   - Daniel…
   - Shut up love.
   - Arrest him Angela and let’s celebrate with your dad the arrest of another murderer – said Alex as he put his arm around my shoulders.
   - I’m sorry, mr. Alex, but I can’t celebrate the arrest of a boy that is like a son to me – and as my dad said this, he came to Daniel’s left side.
   - Actually, I can’t either, because I refuse to celebrate te arrest of the only man I truly loved – the moment I said this I looked at Daniel and he gave me a little smile.
   - Well, I do understand Ange. I mean, Daniel is gorgeous! – and as Missy said that, she went to my dad’s side.
   - Alex, may I said somthing? – I said when I looked at him.
   - I know… I’m going to forget he was here and you can both marry and be happy together with your children – said Alex, after a moment.
   After Alex said that, I just looked at Daniel. He was looking at me with his serious expression again. I was smiling, but, as I saw his expression, my smile started to fade away. When he saw that, he gave one of those smiles of his that I loved and came closer to me. I didn’t see it coming, but he put his arms around my waist and kissed me. At first, I just stayed there, without moving, but then, all of a sudden, my arms were wrapped around his neck and I was kissing him back. Just like that, in that single moment, it was like when we were teenagers and all we wanted was to be together, not caring about the career, the house, the bills, anything.

Now, Daniel and I are married. We have two children: a ten-year-old girl named after her aunt Missy and a three-year-old boy named after his grandfather Max. We are living in my dad’s house with him. I still work with the Specials and Daniel stopped killing people when we got married. Now, he dedicates his time to the arts and he is truly good at it. It’s also him that takes care of the garden since my mum died. Missy is now my boss and best friend and Alex is retired, but he still visits us, at least, every Saturday. Our life is good now; we are living the “happily ever after” part of life.

*bugger tem vários significados, mas o que está imposto neste texto quer dizer algo como chatice ou porra.
 
                                                              Por: Selene Witchcraft; 14 anos; Portugal.