Avery Bekker and Katie Allen

She dog eared her book then pushed the darn thing away from her, knitting her eyebrows together. Maybe there was some sort of code throughout the book, or maybe there was pattern, because there had to be some logic to... Katie's thoughts became a jumbled mess as the image of the evening sky literally took her breath away. It was brilliant. Pink, orange, red, purple, and yellow blanketed the sky turning the air to a shimmering gold.

Katie watched, enraptured, as a flock of geese flew across the sky and landed in the lake, causing sunlight to ripple across the surface. Katie smiled, all thoughts of previous frustration happily forgotten. She turned to Avery, hoping he had seen the display as well. He returned the look, then glanced back at the sky, then back at her. Katie's eyebrows rose with a silent question.

Avery stared at her with deep thought etched in his face. "Katie,” He began. “When was the last time you danced?"

That was all? 

"Take a guess, Genius. I haven't danced since I came here."

“Woah woah woah, wait a minute, let me get this straight... It's your favorite thing in the world, and yet you haven't danced ballroom for three months?!" Avery said, his hands flying up in exasperation.

Katie bit back a smile. "Avery, for heaven's sake. When someone's saving the world, there is no time for dancing."

Avery shook his head. “You crazy girl.” He mumbled, then with determination in every step he walked over to her, and bowed.  

"You should always make time for what you love, Katherine Allen. May I have this dance?"

Katie drew in a breath to decline, but let it out in a small puff. Those puppy dog eyes were pretty hard to resist. Sighing in defeat she slowly placed her hand in his. Before she had time to react he had her up on her feet then spinning down into a dip. Katie's shocked laughter rang through the air.

“We’re pretending that there is really dramatic music right here.” Avery whispered, then pulled her out of the dip and set her, stumbling, on her feet.

Katie shook her head while her grin grew ever wider. Avery Bekker, she thought, you are one fantastic guy. Amused, she watched as he tried to figure out where to place his hand.

"Avery, you're a terrible dancer." Katie told him, readjusting their hands to the proper ballroom hold.

"Yeah, well you're a bad liar." Avery's one sided grin challenged, squeezing her hand. His eyes sparkled with laughter and Katie had to admit, it was adorable.

"So, what were you sighing about?" Avery asked after a pause, leading her into a slow waltz with the sunset setting everything on fire.

He had to bring that up right now, didn't he. "Oh... Just trying to figure things out."

"Things like...?"

Katie shook her head. "Okay. Heir of the angels. What is that supposed to mean? What do I have to do with it? And, that book over there is supposed to help me, but all it does is make me more confused. It just... it doesn’t make sense and it's really frustrating me."

"Mmhm, and how's the gift going?"

Katie's jaw set and she realized she was squeezing Avery's hand a little too hard. She swiftly slackened her grip and cleared her throat.

"Hardly any better. I'm getting there, but I still don't understand what the heck I'm supposed to do."
“Well, I think you’re doing a fantastic job at whatever it is you’re doing.”

Peace out! :D
~E.K.M.