Here in capital city of Capaldi, it is almost dusk. Duty hours are long over but due to first meeting with Squadron 1 Reaper Unit we worked overtime. Some common room are still closed which means those who have night duty are already present. To make a report for today is last work we have to do. After submitting the report we are free to go home. Outside the HQs, the red colour of clouds indicates that sun is going down and tonight there will be a rain again.
As we walk past the Cross road, lena didn't move to the other side but kept following me. I grab her hand to protect her from crowd that came outside for fun. Perhaps she was deep in thoughts that she didn't notice it. By watching her actions and observing her every move I know that she is thinking about her parent's death again.
"Lena" I call out her name which bring her back from thoughts. "Sorry I was just wondering around in thoughts."
Her sorrowful figure was more then enough to tell me that she was in tension. Usually Lena is so strong, so brave ( and have high walls around her that no one other then me can break) to be a good handler. She force a smile on her face ; a plastic smile that doesn't reach her eyes. Also a smile that Lena usually wears to fake her sad feelings. I have no option but to make sure that she eat and sleep tonight. Otherwise only God knows what will happen to her.
" let's go to my home tonight." In rest of fifteen minutes walk, Lena was strangely silent. In the highly advanced part of Capaldi a society was build by armed forces of Arizone which have houses on map or blue print of our ancient Palace. These are the house that armed forces give to any Handler. For each Handler there is a house alloted to him by higher-ups as a token of gratitude for serving the nation. Very soon we were infront of my house. Lena walk obediently behind me all the way. I know death of Hal reminds her of her parent's death. Everytime when there is a death she behaves like this. The house recognised us and the door opens. I let us in. She is very strong and brave but whenever there is a death in her circle. She behaves like this. Lens become docile and as fragile as glass doll. Lena let go of my hand and walk toward wooden rolling chair in front of floor to ceiling type window that sometimes serves as a door to balcony and sits down, which shows the whole view of Capaldi.
"There we go. " I signed heavily and walk upstairs to my room for changing uniform and a quick bath. With in few minutes, he came back wearing black trousers with loose black shirt. I see that Lena is still looking outside. So I make a glass of warm milk for her.
'You have got a call from Dr. Gibbs master. "a rebortic voice announced in kitchen. He place the milk beside her chair on coffee table and make her start drinking it before taking the call.
" Without any formal greetings, I'm announcing that the furenal of Hal is delayed to tomorrow evening Dylan and commander Mosolize has granted you both a holiday for arranging his funeral. Commander himself will go to the Unit 1 for checking. As he is supposed to have free time." over the phone Gibbs says.
" Hmm"
"What with this hmm Dylan, the thing you asked me is done, you will be shocked beyond limits when you read Old Shen files. The dectative say this but the file will come to you by tomorrow afternoon."
Gibbs say this and end the call before Dylan can say anything.
When Dylan come back to lounge. Lena wasn't there and empty glass was placed on coffee table. Sound of running water is coming from upstairs. I place the glass on counter and sits on the wooden rolling chair beside window. Outside the window is clear view of whole Capaldi city. The Great lake is shining in moonlight and the Royal Palace beside it. This all can be seen clearly. I remember how much protests I made when this house was given to me. It situated in front of forest band with no neighbours houses. The most nearer house is on the walk of twenty minutes even if as fast as I can walk. It is takes a long time to get home as it is on the top of Hill of Ozen. Sound of running water stops so do my thoughts. Lena came downstairs wearing one of my black shirt that covers her well.
"Dylan" she call out my name. I know what she is going to say. Instead of answering her I stand up and gently stroke her hairs. From Her hairs water drops are dripping. Due to this, Lena feel cold.
In our world nights are quite cold even in months of June due to artificial atmosphere. I grab her hand without saying anything and make her sit on chair. The rebort on my signel hands me hair dryer and I begin to dry her hairs.
I'm always on her side, always whenever she feels sad after the death of her parents in a plane crash. Mom and Dad take care of her after accident.
Soon her hairs dries. Lena broke the silence saying as she grabs my hand.
"Dylan never leave me alone."
On that I sits in front of her on floor.
"I'll never leave you alone Lena." she suddenly falls on me and hugs me. Almost knocking me to floor.
" Dylan Al'Xander I love you so much."
In our very long relationship,it is first time she took imitate. I stand up from floor and spin her around in air.
" I love you Lena AyaBurg very much."
[ Thank God she is out of her depression state.] I thought to myself as her laughter fills the lounge of my house.