<strong>Character: Rachel(Raven)<br/>Location: Paris<br/>Tag: Dove<br/>Time: Sunrise / Sunday</strong><br/><br/>The word 'home' echoed in Rachel's mind; she smiled knowing the feeling, because she felt it too.<br/><br/>There was much Rachel wanted to tell Dawn right now; but knew she had to hold back ... for now. She found herself in the unenviable position of not wanting to push dawn away; but knowing that every second with Dawn ... every word out of her mouth weakened her own resolve.<br/><br/>Turning to face Dawn, Rachel took hold of her other hand.<br/><br/>"<em>Please</em>, don't get the wrong idea when I say this. This has been the<em>perfect</em>end to a horrible day, and there's no one else I'd rather spend it with. I promise I will share<em>everything</em>with you in the morning, like I want to right now ... I'm just worried about the consequences if I do." It was the best she could do ... she hope that Dawn understood, assuming that she read her file ... she'd know strong emotions like kind Dawn was conjuring in her right now ... required an inordinate amount of will to keep her darker half in check... and the events of the day had already drained her.<br/><br/>With a flash of Dark Violet energy, and the accompanying wave of affection (Raven's current emotion), the two found themselves once more in Raven's room; still facing one and other.