What Happens Now? 11/?

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Title- What Happens Now- 11/?
Pairing- Dg/Cain
Rating- PG-13
Warnings- Don’t have any
Summary- Events that occur after the eclipse 
Disclaimer- Nothing having to do with Tin Man belongs to me, nor will it ever...to bad!!
Thanks- To the wonderful, magnificent Kate, aka brunette89, who was my beta and made this chapter incredible! Love ya!

As Dg lay on her back in the cold lush grass, eyes closed, and face tilted to the sky she gradually felt the suns rays travel across her skin and attempt to warm her skin. Even as the suns tried to warm her she felt none of the golden warmth. It was as if she had been desensitized. Dg was completely aware that Cain was only a few steps behind her, and he was watching her closely, but Dg couldn’t summon the energy to actually care. If he wanted to chain himself to her, then so be it. Gods only knew how much she needed the ex-tin man. He was her one and only link to sanity.

The unbreakable chain constraining her to reality.

*~*~*
They had arrived back at the tower mid-day and after making sure Glitch was properly released from the psych ward, updating a very concerned Az, and finding places to put Raw and the Cain men, she retired to the gardens. So there she lay. It was of course undignified for royalty to be lying down amidst the roses, but seeing that she was Queen, she doubted any one would actually dare challenge her. Not with Cain standing behind her, glaring a hole through anyone who dared to approach.

Ignoring the impulse to sit up and swivel in Cain’s direction she decided it was time to put some space between her and her protector.

"Cain, you need some sleep and you’re in desperate need of food." Still not sitting up she kept her eyes tightly closed.

"I’d prefer to stay out here, I don’t trust the rest of the idiots around here to keep you safe."

"They’ve kept me safe these past three years, and if you don’t go now I will force you to eat with me and the visiting dignitaries." Dg felt the scorch of his glare without having to open her eyes to witness it.

"Dg." Cain growled caught by indecision. In the end his aversion to big dinners won out. "You’re going to have to accompany me inside so I can find some men to guard you. Maybe Kieran-"

"It doesn’t take ten men to do a job you do by yourself, and so help me, you are not having my head general trail me around like some lost puppy."
Cain kept his patience in check. "I was going to say maybe Kieran can give me some names to soldiers that are up to the task. Besides, the way they train men around here it does take about ten to watch you."

Dg did stand after that. "I’m not the same person anymore, Cain. I won’t ditch my detail and I won’t give them a hard time. Just pick a damn man and get out of my hair."

Cain’s gaze softened as he looked at the back of her head. Murmuring to himself softly so she wouldn’t hear, he voiced his thoughts.

"Somewhere in there you are the same person. I just have to find her."

*~*~*

That night Dg sat in front of the body length mirror in her ornate and overly spacious bathroom. A knife lay in front of her gleaming in the soft candlelight. Brushing a fingertip down the sharp blade she took a soft choppy breath. Picking up the knife she held it against the pale white skin of her wrist.

She could do it.

No one was around to stop her. Just a little pressure and it would all be over with. The steel had just begun to rip into her skin when she heard him.

"Dg, what are you doing?" Cain asked quietly from behind her.

Dg dropped the knife so fast it clattered to the floor in a cacophony of sounds.

"Cain, what are you doing in here?"

Cain took a small step forward. "I asked myself that same question before I came in, but something inside told me to come in unannounced. Now…… well, now I’m thankful I listened to my gut."

Dg sat still and peered into the mirror observing the distraught man behind her.

"Please leave." She pleaded quietly.

"No…… No, I won’’t. I can’t lose you Dg…… and I certainly won’’t lose you by your own hand."

Dg’s eyes drifted down to where the knife lay silently menacing.

"I wasn’t going to kill myself." The lie was a futile cover-up of the truth, and she could have known he wouldn’t fall for it.
Cain came and kneeled beside her. Gently, he took her frozen hands in his own.

"Then what were you doing with the knife Dg?" He put an a hand on her elbow and another around her hand and turned her arm over, pointing with his eyes at the thin stream of blood she had managed to draw before he had stopped her. "What the hell is this?"

Clenching her guilty hand into a fist she tilted her head to the side so she could avoid his searching eyes.

"I just want to feel."

Cain felt his eyes fill with tears, and he didn’t even try to stop them as they trickled down his cheeks.

"How can you feel if you’re dead?"

Dg pushed back the burn of tears. "Please leave."

Cain shook his head briskly.

"NO!" Quieter he added: "Don’t leave me again, Dg…… I need you."

Dg ripped herself from his light grasp.

"It’s no use Cain, I’m too broken to be fixed."

While her back was turned Cain picked up the knife and tucked it in his boot. He wasn’t even sure how she had gotten a hold of it.

"I once thought that. But if I can learn to have heart again, you can learn to feel. I’m here for you Dg, and I swear I will never leave you."

Dg swiveled around slowly to look at the man she had given so much for. The man who refused to let her go when she was so far gone. DG’s pointed gaze met Cain’s.

"You can’t watch me every second of every day, Cain."

Cain frowned slightly and the intensity of his determination shone like a beacon in those crystal blue eyes.

"Don’t bait or test me Dg. If I have any suspicion that you will try this again, I will make my rank as your body guard a permanent position. Do you hear me?"

Dg felt her eyes flutter closed.
"It shouldn’t be like this."

Cain tried to keep DG from noticing the shattering of his heart.

"No, it shouldn’t. You just…… just can’t give up, kiddo." Cain took a deep breath. "I know you, and if there is one thing that I’ve learned, it’s that you’ve never given up. That’s why Az is alive today without the witch controlling every breath. That’s why I’m standing here in front of you. That’s why the entire O.Z. isn’t in permanent darkness. Please promise me you won’t give up now, that you won’’t give up on yourself. Don’t give up on life. And please…… dammnit, please don’t give up on me."

Dg felt a white-hot beam of agonizing pain spear through her heart, but she was glad she felt it. However, after the brief stab of pain, she was numb again.

"I can’t make you a promise I’m not confident I can keep."

Cain took her wrists carefully and pulled her towards him.

"Fine. I can live with that. Instead, I will make you a promise. I promise that I, Wyatt Cain, will not leave your side until I know for a fact that you can feel again. When you remember why life is worth it…… until the moment that you want me back. Then I’ll step back."

Dg’s eyes slowly opened.

"What if I never feel alive again?"

Cain’s eyes again uncharacteristically filled with tears.

"It won’t be easy. And Ozma knows it’ll take a long time. But I’m living proof that everything broken can me healed."

Dg felt tremors overtake her body and she moved closer to Cain.

"Please hold me."

Cain didn’t need further urging. He pulled her into his arms and held her quaking body.

"I love you Dg." He soothed.

"I know." She breathed into his shirt.