<strong>Cecily Cochran</strong><br/><br/>Cecily watched her friend glide through the water and the smirk was quick upon her face. Dawn knew someone was there; Cecily didn’t have to be fae to figure that one out. But the smirk was because Dawn didn’t know who was there. She wanted to giggle, to kick water at Dawn, but knew better. Things weren’t as they had been before. At least, they weren’t that way yet. There were secrets that needed to be outed and dealt with, things that couldn’t be hidden anymore.<br/><br/>Cecily had no interest in going back to what she was before, of living the life her father had wanted her to live. She was happy now, happy and settled. But, she didn’t want to give up her best friend either. So she was at an impasse and really didn’t know what she was going to do or even how Dawn was going to react. So much had happened, so much had changed. The redhead fought off the chill that ran down her spine.<br/><br/>None of that mattered when the happiness shone on Dawn’s face when she surfaced. Cecily returned the smile and giggled as she was quickly encased in a wet and enthusiastic hug. She loved her friend and really Dawn was the only true friend she’d ever had. No manner of fear or secrets mattered when she thought about that, when the excitement of being together again seemed to flow out of them both.<br/><em><br/>"Oh Ce! Its so good to see you again, things got so crazy and...."</em><br/><br/>She had waited for this from the time she’d walked up to the pool. Waited on that look to wash over Dawn’s face. Cecily sighed, bracing herself for what would come next. She felt awful for lying all these years to Dawn, but hadn’t Dawn done the same? Or had she? So much ground to cover, so many things to tell each other, Cecily shuttered to think about it. But before any of that, they had to get over this.<br/><br/><em>"Ce...you..you're....please tell me you didn't become my friend because of Pure politics...”</em><br/><br/>The arrogant snort came before she could stop it, as did the rush of manic laughter. Cecily laughed until tears began to roll down her eyes, laughed until she leaned over to place her head on Dawn’s shoulder.<br/><br/>“Gods no, D.”<br/><br/>It was her turn to hug her friend, tightly and possessively. I was her physical way to show Dawn that she was here and had always been here, because they were friends.<br/><br/>“I’ve spent years running from what I am, what I was supposed to be. So as far as politics, much like those of the mortals … I could care less.”<br/><br/>The dry sarcasm, purely who Cecily was.<br/><br/>“Because you know with my political aspirations, I would have just ran off to Africa with this looming on the horizon.”<br/><br/>And then the concern.<br/><br/>“If I knew, I’d have taken you with me.”<br/><br/>She raised a brow.<br/><br/>“Things not going so well on that front, I take it?”