The night air brushed against my checks, the dark sky above me alight with stars and the snow that fell from it. Flakes as big as my fist, each detailed and simple at the same time and yet together they created a allusion of pure beauty. The mountains to my left created shadows on the field below them, the white tops barley visible in the night, the full moon half hidden behind them.

I followed the small path, trying to avoid falling my checks and fingers tingling in the cold, my eyes watering from the snow. I have no doubt my skin is pale, my lips blue and my eyes clouded and yet I could not keep the smile from my face, I shouldn't be here and yet here I am.

A few more seconds and my destination comes in view, the small little row of houses all dark and lonely apart from one, a single light in the window shows me my path but as I get closer my eyes land on the figure who sits out side, a thick blanket wrapped round their shoulders and a cup in their hands, my mind fools me until seeing a women long since passed, her small body wrapped in her blanket a smiled gracing her lips as she looks out at the beauty before her.

The closer I get the more aware of his beauty I become, but the sad eyes should not be on such a magnificent creature. He hears my approach and his eyes slowly move to me, the emotion that crosses his face is twister of all. He stands, the blanket falling from his shoulders and the cup tumbles to the ground. I smile as I see him making his way towards me and I finally realise why I am here, why I returned, why I fought, to simply see that smiled again it could brighten even the darkest of days.

His arms encase me and he spins me from my feet, our laughter filling the night air and I am aware of eyes on us but I simply don't care, I am wrapped up in the man that holds my heart, soul and every fibre of my being.

My breath comes in short pants as I awake from the dream of a memory, my hearts aches when I realise the spot beside me is cold and empty as it has been for far to long now.

I grab my night gown and make my way to the kitchen, my frail body aches from the cold the night brings, I pour myself some tea and head out to the porch swing.

I sit and look the mountains in front of me as I slowly sip my tea, I can not remember a time when I haven't don't this it started when I was a young girl, a night when I needed comfort and a wise women gave me that and a tradition that I would pass on to my children.

Of course there grown and have their own families now, both strong people who have followed in my steps of protecting who we love most. They have their children and their grand children but tonight is the night that decides if she will make it, the new member to our family, the one more like me than they know, there is two tales of her, she will survive and become the change we have been leading to, or she will pass and the world will be worse for it. My great-grand daughter will be the one to change the world

I sip the last from my cup and head inside as if on queue my phones rings as I step into the house, I take a needed breath and bring it to my ear

"hello"

"mom, its me"

"hello, sweetheart"

"she's fine mom, she made it"

"that's great news sweetheart"

"I have to go now, we will be home soon"

"goodbye"

"night mom"

His voice is like a rush of air, running through my body I have waited for it for so very long and now that I have it I feel like I can breath easier.

I make my way back to my room with a smile on my face, walking through this quite home I finally see how alone it is with out my family here and its a sad thought to cross a old ladies mind.

As I walk into my room, I find the old journal that has been a companion and guide to me most my life, the shadow kissed book from Anna, my hand glides over it and I smiled, a small note lay beside it

' Give it to her when she is ready Blake, love mom '

I move over to my bed and lay down looking at the photos that's grace my room, so many memories all filled with love and hope

Christmas

Camping trips

Playing in the snow

Birthdays

Weddings

Births

Parties

but the one photo that stands out the most, the one closest to my bed the day I returned from my biggest battle, me wrapped in the arms of the man I love and always have, the snow falling around us as he spins me round, our smiles showing the love we felt at that moment.

A smile on my face as I close my eyes, most my family had already passed over but I needed to wait, I watched as they each closed their eyes for the last time but the night he had left me alone in this world was the hardest of the all, a simple kiss to his lips and my goodbye was over.

I felt a single tear run down my check and sighed, I knew he was here before he spoke I could always tell when he was near. His ghostly hand lay over mine and I smiled

"I've been waiting, my love"

"its time" his voice was distant and soft but it was still his, filled with so much love

"yes" I whisper and breath out slowly, I'm ready, I feel him move to lay down beside me and lay his head beside mine

"come with me my love, everyone is waiting for you" he whispers as he presses his soft cold lips to mine and I take my last breath, the last thought on my mind

' I'm coming home, Dimitri '

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I am so sad to finish this story but who knows there may be a next generation of shadow hunters that i can write about ;)

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