I was in front of the swimming pool. It looked oddly comforting in the current insanity of my life. After being told that Jack had gotten another dove, I started to cry. During this, I sent both of the messengers out and stripped down to my underwear which changed easily into a swimsuit. It didn't make sense to me why he didn't tell me but I wasn't really worried about that at the moment. I was more concerned with not drowning in my emotions. I dived deep into the cool water but I didn't feel anything but a light resistance to my invading body. I landed with a gentle thump on the bottom and I sat there covered by water, trying to lose myself in the soft push and pull of the currents that my body had made. This was my way of taking control. By losing it and the taking it back. I needed control, if I didn't have it I'd be a mess. I could handle things with control. Even if Jack got another dove, I could take it.
It didn't take long to run out of air. Springing out of the water, I pushed my way up to the surface. Gasping for breath, I swam to the side of the pool and pulled myself out. Collapsing on the floor, I stared up at the ceiling. I had it back but I still felt terrible, a feeling that I knew all too well. Georgia had pounded it into my system when I was living with her. I laid there for a long time, time that seemed to slip by me as I wondered what I was going to do now. It was around then that a face appeared over mine and I pondered whether it was a hallucination or not. It was the face of a late twenties man who seemed to be interested in why I was laying on the ground. A cross shaped scar ran diagonally across his face and meet on the bridge of his nose. The glittering green eyes seemed curious but he didn't actually say anything from underneath his short crimson hair. We stayed like that, my apparition and me, until I finally sat up and stared down at the water. I was sure it was only my mind tricking me but when he sat down next to me, I realized that I had been found. He didn't speak though. He just sat there as if waiting for me to talk about whatever I wanted to. In the end, I did. I told him everything. From the beginning of this mess to the moment that was ticking by and he listen. The man never interrupted and he never changed expressions. It was nice to just talk to someone who seemed more interested in what you had to say then talking about something else. As I finished my life's story, a warm silence settled over us and I basked in it. Finally, I looked over at him expectantly.
"Who are you?" I questioned curiously and he blinked. One of the few movements I had seen him make. It wasn't that he didn't move, he just didn't move unnecessarily.
"Aiden," he answered in a voice that sounded like it hadn't been used in a while.
"Why are you here?" I asked hoping I wasn't being too bothersome. He seemed fragile in such a huge body as his.
"I'm the Jack of Hearts. I came here because you needed me," he explained calmly and I looked around. I didn't see Erin or Kieran anywhere.
"Where are the two that found you?" I implored curious and he shrugged.
"No one found me. I picked up one your wave length and I came here. You seemed sad," He told me and I searched his face for any hint of a lie. I didn't find any.
Reaching out with my mind, I looked for Erin's thoughts and found it in New York.
"Hey are you..." I started to think to them but I was cut off.
"Sorry, Ms. Towers but I can't talk now. Kinda busy," she replied quickly and the link shut down.
"Well...that was strange," I said to no one in particular and turned to the Jack. He looked at me questioningly.
"I was cut off. It seems they're too busy to talk to me," I informed him and he nodded. "I should probably get you your room key." The thought got me up and we went to the receptionist desk. On the way, my swimsuit changed back to my uniform and I arrived looking pretty much how I left. Nil was in the same spot as he left and he looked up at my entrance.
