Skulduggery pleasant- The Night Before Christmas

What will happen to Valkrie this time as life, love and her double identity gets in the way on the night before Christmas?
(Valkrie is 18 in this story and Darquesse is talking to her)

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2. Present Day

Sitting in the back of the Bentley was a weird feeling. It's not that Valkyrie didn't like it. It's just that she wasn't used to sitting in the back. She was used to first class- going on adventures in the front seat whizzing through the streets of Dublin. Up until now, she managed to keep herself talking because she was supposed to be sulking of course. So, to help her achieve this goal she looked at the snow gently falling from the sky. Watched it stick to the floor then a passing person stand on it. God, she loved snow!

" You okay back there?" Skulduggery Pleasant said from the drivers seat.

"I'm not talking to you!" Replied Valkyrie without looking at him.

"You just did!" Said Skulduggery, with amusement in his voice. He was so annoying when he did that.

"Yeah, well....just shut up!" Blurted Valkyrie.

Smooth

Darquesse was getting louder these days- and more annoying.

That's mean....and here I thought we were friends

I don't mingle with bad guys thanks.

Oooohhh scary... if I weren't the one in the brain then I might have actually peed myself there

Oh, shut up!

Alright, alright! Jeez-someone's in a bad mood

You don't exactly bring out the best in me.

"......Val! Val! Hello? Val" skulduggery called.

"Hmmm...oh yeah! Yeah I'm here!"

"She's been talking to you hasn't she?"

"Noooooooo........"

He activated his facade (looked to be about 27 today with chestnut hair that fell in ringlets around his shoulders) and raised and eyebrow.

".........yes."

"Damnit Val! You have to tell me about these things!" If anything happens to you then....." he looked down at the arm rest between the drivers seat and the passengers seat, "then it'd be all my fault..."

Valkyrie was shocked! How could he think that? It wasn't his fault it was hers! It was her six years ago to insist to come with him. He told her no he warned her but she just ignored him. Ignored him out of spite. Spite. What a perfect word to describe herself.

Moving cautiously she took his gloved hand. He stiffened but didn't recoil. She moved a tiny bit closer.

"It's not your fault, it's mine.....I should have respected that you saved me and that was that but I didn't. I didn't out of spite. And I cannot forgive myself for that...."

"But...."

"So don't," she continued ignoring his interruption, "don't you think for even one second that anything that happens to me is your fault.....because it's not. It's mine. And I'm so dreadfully sorry...I hope you can forgive me..."

"I...."

Before he could finish she retracted the facade so his skull showed and kissed his right cheekbone. Blushing she got out of the Bentley and started walking towards Haggard- his eyeless gaze following her until she was out of sight. When she was around the corner the voice in her head spoke,

Well....that was intense!

Shut up.

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