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writtenby_caden ([personal profile] writtenby_caden) wrote in [personal profile] seas_open 2015-02-05 08:16 pm (UTC)

Caden has never really been this freaked out, and there are many reasons for his current state. April, for one. He's fucking terrified and it's simmering with an undercurrent of anger like he's never felt. He wasn't even this upset when he was kidnapped.

And the other reason? The weather.

"Huh, report said sunny skies," says the pilot as they make their descent. "It's looking a little gray. Guess the weather's freaking out all over the place."

Caden swallows hard. Coincidence. Very weird coincidence.

He keeps telling himself that as it starts to drizzle when he hails a cab. The closer he gets to the hotel, the harder it rains and the darker it gets. It's not quite a storm, but it's getting there.

Once he's in front of the hotel room, he takes a deep breath and reaches up to knock. He's going to be calm. He's not going to beat the shit out of whoever opens the door. He's not.

(He wants to.)

The door opens and Caden radiates steely calm. "I believe we had an appointment."

A surly looking man steps aside to let him in and turns to close the door behind him. And there, bound and gagged is his girlfriend. Wait, no. Okay, fuck it. Right now she's his damn girlfriend, and she's hurt and bleeding and tied up and he knows he can't show emotion in front of these assholes. He just can't, so he bottles it up. Internalizes it. Feels that strange vibration in his chest again.

And then the wind picks up. It's insanely loud and thunder cracks overhead, lightning striking the sea as a strong gust blows heavy rain in through the open balcony door. Caden flinches a little and watches with wide eyes as the guy moves over to shut the door.

"That's fucking weird. It was just nice outside," the guy says, and then turns to face Caden. He puts his hand on April's shoulder and Caden swallows hard as the wind hits the door hard enough to rattle it in its frame. The weather feels angry, and Caden doesn't know how he knows that, but good. He wants it angry. "You got the money?"

"Yes," Caden grits out, and another clap of thunder sounds overhead. "Untie her."


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