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Title: Dance in the Abyss, third in the Lost Souls series.
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing, all characters and original Roswell/Anita verse settings belong to other very lucky people.
Pairings/Couples/Category: UC/Crossover. The main characters are Liz, Tess, and Alex from the Roswell verse and all the main Anita verse characters. As this will largely be set with the three Roswellians as young teens, pairings will most likely not come up for them, for Anita the pairings will be canon.
Rating: Mature, there will be violence and references to sex; this is crossed with Anita Blake after all!
Summary: The continuing adventures of Liz, Tess, and Alex in the Anita verse. With puberty comes big changes for the Blake triplets and their lives are about to get more complicated than ever. Sequel to Wander into Darkness and Growing up Blake
Author's Note: Like Wander into Darkness this will have a standalone plot as well as leading into the third story in the series which will show them as adults and finally reveal my pairing plans. For Anita this is largely true to canon including all of the most recent books with the main difference being the ardeur. When the Granolith’s energy affected the triumvirate it gave her complete control over it and removed the desperate need from it, so at this time her only lovers are Jean-Claude, Asher (who is also with Jean-Claude since my Anita isn’t a hypocrite), Micah, and Nathaniel. Other than that, the plot of the books won’t really affect things but, if you have specific questions feel free to post them in comments or send me a pm. Richard is still part of the triumvirate, but won’t feature much as he avoids them. Also, all hail Ashita, the most awesome beta ever!
Anita leaned against the back porch railing, her eyes never leaving the trembling frame of her smallest child, who was currently curled up underneath the largest tree in the yard, as far from the house as she could get without leaving the property.
“She hasn’t been any better, but it hasn’t been worse,” Micah said softly as he touched her shoulder and handed her a fresh cup of coffee. “Marianne can’t get here for another two days; her protégé is having difficulties of her own.”
Anita nodded and sighed, leaning back into him and accepting the comfort of his warmth as helpless frustration rose in her throat like hot acid. There was no enemy to fight, no sickness a doctor or Alex could heal, just Lizzy’s own powers growing too strong for her to handle, and despite all of her own power, there was nothing Anita could do to make it better.
Just being near her daughter made it worse, as her very presence overwhelmed Liz with Anita’s darkest memories, memories she wouldn’t wish on an enemy much less someone she loved. Suddenly Liz convulsed, her long brown hair swirling around her shoulders as her knuckles whitened against her legs, muscles straining with tension.
Before Anita could decide if it was worth the risk to make sure she was okay, her other two children came sprinting out of the house, Alex shooting her a sad smile over his shoulder as they crossed the lawn to their sister.
They curled up on either side of her, surrounding her in a cocooning tangle of limbs, and Anita sighed with relief as Liz’s body went slack, her face losing some of its tension as she buried it in her brother’s neck while Tess rubbed soothing circles on her back.
They couldn’t go on like this; every episode took a greater toll on Liz, and she didn’t know how long her daughter, no matter how strong, could survive the constant onslaught. And as with everything else, where one child went, so would the other two.
‘It hurts,’ Liz said plaintively, attempting a mental pout since her mouth was pressed against Alex’s soft cotton shirt.
‘We know,’ Alex replied soothingly, hugging her closer as Tess combed her fingers through Liz’s hair, both of them swamping the bond with love and concern.
‘What was it this time?’ Tess asked after several moments, inner tone cautious and worried.
‘There was a pile-up on Watson, six people died, two teenagers.’ Liz stated flatly, curling deeper into the embrace of her siblings in an attempt to drive away the pain-filled memories of the dying screams still echoing in her skull, along with the lingering grief of the survivors.
Tess tightened her hold on the brunette as she met Alex’s scared blue eyes over Liz’s head, both of them trying to conceal their fear from their sister.
Liz’s range had increased dramatically in the past six months, and her shielding had been falling consistently. She picked up almost everything in a thirty mile radius when she lost control, but seemed to be particularly sensitive to the bad things – pain, death, and violence. It woke her screaming with nightmares that sent everything not bolted down in the house flying, and had driven the three of them to sharing a bed for the first time since they were seven.
All of them had felt their power increasing with puberty, but neither of the other two had been affected so drastically, as their powers were physical in nature, and while they were stronger in range and ability, it didn’t really affect them unless they were in use.
But Liz, Liz was getting worse. She had lost weight and refused to leave the house unless it was to visit the Circus, forcing Anita to hire a tutor in order to keep up her schooling. Both of them felt like they were losing her, just as surely as they nearly had seven years ago when a crazy man stabbed her with a knife, but this time, they did not know if their powers would be enough to save her. Not when it was their powers causing the harm.
Liz sighed, pinching Alex’s stomach with one hand and tugging on one of Tess’s curls with the other. ‘Stop worrying so loud, you’re giving me a headache.’
Alex managed a chuckle, and he and Tess both forced down their emotions, not wanting to add to her burden, both feeling helpless to do anything else.
All three of them were silent for several minutes, bond opened to its fullest extent, no words necessary between them as they laid there, content to be together and safe knowing that their parents were watching. But eventually Liz shifted restlessly, and then climbed to her feet, pulling Tess and Alex up with her. “Let’s go see if Maman will let us visit Papa Jean-Claude and Uncle Asher. I need a distraction.”
“Isn’t it early for them to be awake?” Tess asked, squinting up at the low sun with a doubtful expression on her face.
Liz just smiled, linking her arms through theirs, and stated with the surety of foreknowledge. “They’ll be awake by the time we get there.”
The blonde nodded, used to her sister’s way of knowing things she shouldn’t be able to by now, and the three of them wandered over to the porch where Maman and Papa Micah were standing, watching the three of them with visible concern.
“Feeling better?” Micah asked calmly, his gold-green eyes warm with affection and worry as they skimmed across all three of them before settling on Liz.
She nodded, smiling wanly. “Can we go to the Circus?”
“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Anita asked, unable to hide the fear in her voice as she almost reached out to touch her daughter before catching herself and gripping the porch railing instead.
Liz shrugged, her lips twisting down for a moment before she forced the smile back. “I need a distraction and I think the worst has passed, for now.”
Her mother studied her intently for a moment before nodding. “I have to get to work, and Micah’s on call for the Coalition, but Nathaniel can drive you.”
Liz’s smile brightened and she pulled the other two up the steps, pausing long enough to give each parent a brief peck on the cheek, holding her strongest shields and using the physical contact with her siblings to protect her, before dragging them into the house and calling, “Papa, Papa!”
Nathaniel appeared when they reached the kitchen, coming out of the small room that held the washer and dryer. He looked at them quizzically, automatically reaching out to pull Liz into a hug, which she accepted gratefully, snuggling happily into his arms. She loved all of their papas, but she was closest to Nathaniel, and despite his own dark past, always found him the easiest to be around apart from her siblings.
“Maman said you can take us to the Circus to visit Papa JC and Uncle Ash,” Alex said helpfully when Liz didn’t speak up. Nathaniel raised an amused eyebrow at the nicknames, but nodded.
“Alright, let me go see which car she wants us to take to work and we can go.”
Liz reluctantly pulled away from him and leaned against the counter, fingers twitching restlessly as he gracefully disappeared down the hallway. Their papa had retired from stripping the year before to take a more active role in the Coalition, but he still retained the innate grace of not just a shifter, but a dancer as well.
Alex and Tess noted her nervous twitching and exchanged identical smirks before moving to tickle her, her distraction preventing her from seeing what they were up to until it was too late.
Nathaniel returned to the kitchen, keys dangling from his fingers, to see Liz shrieking with laughter as she struggled to get away from her siblings. “Save me, Papa!” she managed to gasp out between giggles, and he willingly joined the fray, dispensing tickles to all three of them equally until it descended into a free for all that ended with all four of them lying on the linoleum floor, limbs randomly entangled and giggles still escaping every few seconds.
“You guys are evil,” Liz muttered, affection and annoyance warring for control of her voice, and both of her siblings laughed, each reaching out to tug on her hair.
“Like you haven’t instigated anything before,” Alex said dryly. “Need I remind you of the shampoo incident?”
Liz tilted her head to smirk at him. “That was pure genius.”
Tess chuckled, resting her head on her brother’s shoulder. “I have to agree with her, Alex, it was brilliant.”
“Brilliantly evil,” he grumbled, and their papa laughed, the warm sound making all of them smile.
“Let’s agree that you’re all equally evil,” he stated amicably as he rose to his feet and pulled both girls up with him, leaving Alex to scramble up on his own. Nathaniel eyed the way he towered over all of them for a moment before turning towards the front door with an arm around each of his daughters. “I still can’t believe you two share genes with this giant.”
Alex grinned as he darted ahead of them and held open the door. “You three midgets are just jealous.”
“Right,” Tess commented sarcastically, rolling her eyes. “We’re just jealous of the way you always forget to duck when getting out of the car.”
He flushed and Liz detached herself from Nathaniel to cling to him instead. “Aww, we love you anyway you big, giant klutz.”
Alex laughed and ruffled her hair. “And I love you too, you tiny, ticklish midget.”
She stuck her tongue out at him, but didn’t let go of his arm until they reached the car, where she slid into the back seat with Tess, letting Alex take the front. Maybe she was going to go crazy, she didn’t know for sure, but at least she had her family to make her remaining moments of sanity more fun.