18 years too long~D,A,R,Open~

[abigail]

Abigail Longbow(nee Woods) entered the graveyard, with a host of other people, holding six daisies, one for each grave she had to visit. With so many death nowadays, it seemed that Sundays became the day to visit graves. It was actually rather pleasant. The children would play with each other while the adults would visit family members long gone and friends departed.

She had married Ryan Longbow. He was a good man. She may not love him in the way that she probably should, she did respect him, and love him like a friend. He was her best friend. He was the father of her Liam, her little six year old boy. He was the only father that Resa had ever known.

Maybe she should stop coming here, to where Damion was buried. Maybe then she could move on. But how could she, when she had Resa to look at and be reminded? So she came. She had brought Resa and Liam as well. They had friends that came here on Sundays too. Ryan came as well, but he let her wander and visit her family and friends alone, and he did his thing.

She stopped in front of all of three of her aunt's graves, her grandmother's grave, Sonja's grave and put flowers on each of them. And then she stopped at Damion's grave. She put her last daisy on it and was about to turn and go, when she heard an all too familiar and voice. A voice supposedly silenced years ago.

"Yes?" She asked, turning slowly, facing someone she had believed to be gone for so long.

(ooc. Liam: www.academyofcinemaandtv.com/images/IMTA/Josephson-Will.jpg )

[Damion]

Damion had finally gotten released. The guard that had put him in had helped him get out. He hadn't rotted in prison he had wanted to much to get out to let that happen.

He had made the long journey home from where he had been before. They moved the camp farther and farther away. Now he was standing in the woods within 20 yards of where he had once lived.

He saw a familar figure standing over what looked like a grave stone. "Abby? Abigail? Is that you?" he asked. Abby's memory was one of the main reasons he tried to stay alive in prison, just to say he was sorry. By now it would probably mean nothing.

[abigail]

"D...Da...Damion?" She asked, horrified. Was this some sort of ghost here to haunt her for some sort of unknown misdeed? Come to collect her soul for the afterlife? Did she die and now this was her final call? But then why did he look older, more ragged, and like he had spent the last eighteen years in a jail?

"Who are you? Is this some sort of sick joke?" She asked.

[Damion]

"No, It's me. Damion, the jackass. Surely you remember." Damion said with a semblance of a smile. He walked/limped closer to Abby. "I'm real."

[abigail]

"No! No, you're not! The real Damion died eighteen years ago! If you're going to impersonate someone, at least learn your facts, you idiot." She said.

"Besides, if you were Damion, this would really hurt." She said, kicking him in the knee. The one that was injured oh so many years agol

[Damion]

"HOLY SHIT ABBY! OW!" Damion yelled. He his knee had almost healed and had mostly stopped bothering him. "Damn, I had already had it almost completely healed. You know you could have just asked to see my arm. You know the wound you opened up the first time you met me?" Damion said sarcasticly. He pulled up what was left of his shirt sleeve to show her the scar.

[abigail]

Liam came running over, because he hurt his elbow playing with Annabell, his bestest buddy..

"Mommy! He said a bad word!" Liam said. Abby turned to her son, and bent down on one knee to be eye level with him.

"Yes he did, my love." She said, kissing his forehead. "Now what was it that you wanted?"

"I hurt my elbow mommy!" He said, showing her his elbow with a small scrape on it.

"So you did, Liam." She brought out a small, band-aid like thing and stuck it on him. And then kissed his elbow. "Better?" He nodded. "Ok, run along now."

She turned and faaced Damion. Or the person who was most likely Damion.

"If I recall, you bumped into me." She said, icily. All those feelings of hatred she had felt before she had "learned" of his death were back. And better than ever, because of Resa. Faking his death was not the best way of getting out of everything he had gotten himself into.

[Damion]

"What ever you say. Now what lie has everyone been telling you? Cause that's my name on that grave stone and as you can see well, I'm not dead." Damion said. Abby looked pissed. "But first why dont' you vent on me so we can get that out of the way." This was not what Damion wanted for his return home. It probably would have been better if he ran into Jay.

[abigail]

"No." She said. "I can plainly see that you're still alive, but I want nothing to do with you. Quite frankly, I was better off never knowing you. And I was better off when I thought you were dead. I'm married. I have two children, Resa and my Liam."

She took a deep breath.

"If you want to know what you died of, go ask Jaysn. She got the news from Joe though, so you would be wise to go to him." She said, turning around to leave.

[Teresa Ann Longbow]

"What!?" Resa said, coming out of nowhere, like she did alot. She had heard her name and decided to come over and see waht was going on. "I heard my name? Do you need me mommy dearest?"

She saw the man her mother was talking to. Or arguing with. Her mom did have a bit of a temper on her.

"Hi! I'm Resa!" She said, shooting her hand out for him to shake.

[Damion]

Damion shot a look at Abby. Resa was quite obviously not as young as Liam and definatly not from the same father. "Hello, Resa nice to meet you." Damion said. "I'm Damion an old friend of your mother's."

[Teresa Ann Longbow]

"Cool! Oh! Mom, that reminds me! Can Drew and Naomi come over tonight? Please? Please?" She asked, shooting out the pleading eyes and the quivering lip. Her mother simply nodded in defeat.

"Yay!" She said, hugging her mom. "Nice to meet you, mister!"

She ran off to go get her friend and boyfriend.

[abigail]

"That was my oldest." She said, her eyes changing from one of love and happiness towards her daughter to anger, hurt and hatred towards Damion.

"I have just one thing to ask. Why?" She said. "Just answer that, and leave my life forever."

[Damion]

"Oh, Seriously,Abby? Your asking me why? How do I explain how I was taken the day of the hunt? I'm sure Joe probably told everyone he was brave and tried to save me but I was still taken. That isn't how it happened. Rassi soldiers decided show up on our hunting trip. I stood up to them every one else ran. I was taken and You know what Abby? I don't know why! I would have preferred they killed me actually! You want me out of your life? I'm gone." Damion said, 18 years was a long time to bottle up emotions. Damion turned and headed to the path that should lead him to Jay's cabin. There might still be some furniture there he could crash on so he could head over to the Woodland settlement tomorrow.

[abigail]

"Yeah! You wanna know what else is hard? Having a child with no one to support you! Waking up to said child every day and realizing that they will never know thier father! And then of course the war! Hoping to God that the day you send your child to play with friends isn't the last day you see them! Fearing Rassi soliders will come knocking at your door!" Abigail said. "You want answers too! Well, I'm sorry to say, I don't fucking have them! I had to live eighteen years without them! And about sixteen years ago, I stopped caring! Because I knew I wasn't going to get them! And you know what?! I would have preferred they killed you too! Because then I wouldn't have to stand here yelling at you! Because then I could just live my life! I have to go make dinner!"