<span style="color: #0040FF">Angelica was only too happy when she heard the footsteps retreat down the east hall.  She let out her deep sigh silently.  She wasn't sure who that way, but she had a feeling that she was important.  The way she moved with confidence and grace, she had to be someone important.  <br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">You're not out of the woods yet.</span>  The rabbit prodded her, urging her to be careful.  She never pushed herself away from the wall, only stayed still, plastered aganist the wall. </span><br/><br/><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i1123.photobucket.com/albums/l548/LilMelsMom1229/Garrett-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="color: #40BF40">Damn that woman.  She ran around here like she owned the place.  Of course, she did own the place, but when Garrett took a woman to bed, he expected her to be the submissive one.  Of course, this wasn't the bedroom, and he was only second in command here.  But that was something he found exciting about her.  She was always willing to take charge.  <br/><br/>He hurried down the stairs after her.  He wasn't sure why she was so intent on finding Darius.  She hadn't said, only that she needed to find him ASAP.  He shifted at the bottom of the stairs, his hands on his hips.  He could just wait here for her.  She'd come back eventually.  Seeming to decide on that, he leaned aganist the wall and pulled out his dagger, and started toying with it idly.    </span>