My Huntress Mate [COMPLETED]

Chapter 48

"You will be in the future, but for now let's be slow okay you two? That means no kissing on the lips. You two could hold hands, but Angel, Dean is right. You two will have to wait till you're older."

Both of them nodded, "we will." Angel smiled.

"Good. Now what are you two little ones doing up here and not swimming?" Kristoffer questioned.

"We brought you something!" Angel jumped and pushed Dean towards the door, "get it!" She demanded enthusiastically.

"Angel no pushing. What did I say about demanding people around?" I said sternly as she sighed and dean waited.

"I'm sorry." She apologized to me and to Dean, "I'm sorry for being so demanding. Will you please get the stuff?" She asked kindly.

'Way to go Mommy.' Kristoffer commented as I playfully rolled my eyes.

Dean comes in with a gorgeous box. The designs on it was filled with drawings of random things, painted in cool watercolors, and a fantastic calligraphy skills. Dean hurriedly went next to me as Angel sat on our bed. He placed the box gently on my lap and joined with Angel.

"What is this?" I questioned looking down at it.

"We made it for you. Dean drew and wrote on it while I painted it! I even added the fancy golden bow for you." She smiled as I looked at Kristoffer who looked amazed by the art skills these children have.

"You two are very impressive. Talented I might say." He said in awe.

"When did you learn how to paint?" I smiled gracefully at Angel.

"I've watched you paint a lot before.." she whispered, "then Dean learned from uncle Hunter!"

"Did he now?" My attention snapped at dean who smiled proudly.

"Yes. He's taught me a lot everyday during the time I was bored. He's an artistic genius."

I laughed, "I bet he is."

They laughed while I stared down at the box. I took off the bow and then the top cover, the inside was also decorated with multiple colored layers of papers. When I took them off, there were a lot of unknown pictures of me that I didn't even know as taken?

I picked all of them up one by one and searched through all of it. It was me as a baby till who I was now..

I was smiling, laughing, and I was surrounded by those I love. Even Kristoffer was in it. Everyone was, but the difference was that, he was looking at me with a cheeky smile while I was making fun of Eric. But one picture had surprised me..

There were extra pictures of my uncle and our family from when they were alive.. I saw everyone of the Legacy family.. My mom and dad. They were part of it..

"Did uncle Eli give you these?" I questioned, showing her the pics.

"Ah-huh. He helped so you have pictures of the legacy family." She smiled.

I flipped through a couple more to find something else. Something I didn't even think if would've existed.

"Where... Where did you get these two.?" I whispered and felt myself feeling emotional..

"Uncle Eric gave it to me when we were back in uncle Eli's house. He caught us making you this and thought it'd be generous enough to give you the two.. He was planning to give you those, but you left and he didn't seem to have any time to give it to you properly.." She said softly as I felt myself crying happily.

"Granny also gave this." She said as she went close to Kristoffer and gave a look.

She hugged him and I looked at them both strangely. Kristoffer looked a bit creeped out which made me feel a little better.

"Thank you, you two for this presents." I smiled.

"Well you haven't opened it all yet mom. We gotta see you open it!" Dean cheered.

"How many have you packed in this box anyhow?" I questioned and took out more papers out of the box.

"Um enough?" Angel said looking inside and nodding, "yup enough."

I scoffed and dug in more to see a big rectangular one and a medium square objects wrapped in newspapers. I took it out and checked if there was anymore, but there wasn't.

I ripped the newspaper off the object to find myself being given books. Poetry books for that matter.

"Poetry books?" I chuckled.

"Yeah! Uncle Eric and Steven said you loved poetry books. I read them first, they were really.. really deep."

I looked at her, "Eric and Steven?"

"Yes. Uncle Eric told us how much you loved poetry. We couldn't buy you one because we had to be safe and well, to our luck Steven had actually bought you two. He said it was suppose to be given for a special occasion when you and him were very close."

I tucked both of my lips together and looked at Kristoffer who was nodding his head slowly.

I cleared my throat, "I see. Um thank you for these presents.. I appreciate it very much." I smiled gave both of them kisses on the cheek.

"You're welcome!" They both said as they jumped off the bed. 

"We'll be outside! Bye mom!" Dean waved his hand and grabbed Angel by the hand as they went outside. Shutting the door quite loudly.

"Steven huh?" Kristoffer mumbled as I looked at him with his attention on the poetry book. I glanced down at it, but he took it out of my hands before I could even read the title.

"Chances." He pronounced as I looked at him. He looked at the other small squared book, "Broken Memories. Huh."

"Gotta love depressing poetries." I chuckled nervously and took the book away from him and looked at the pages.

"What were the pictures.?" He questioned as I bit my inner lip.

I sighed and set the book next to the bed, on the small cabinet where some books were being kept and held the pictures, handing it to him.

He took it and analyzed it while I stared down, holding my necklace.

"Is that baby... You? With your actual parents and foster parents.?" He asked and saw his head lift up to look at me on the corner of my eyes.

"Yeah.. I've only received a photo of just my parents because of my mama, but I've never seen those two.."

"It's you as a a baby with Eric carrying you and his family with your parents.. You never really saw this?"

"No never. But I understand why I've never received it. I've been leaving you all and I didn't deserve it. Till now because.." I paused and thought of it.

"Because.?"

I looked down at the picture of both my father and mother, "because I'll try my best not to leave.."

I couldn't promise it, but I can try to stay.. I sighed as laid myself on Kristoffer and cuddled with him. My fate can never be changed. I can't stay in place. But only their fates could change.. That's our plan. And that's how it's going to be.