The Zealous.

Okay, this is part of the Zealous book, but before your like what??? I'm not posting in order... And I have decide not to do first person. So yeah, enjoy! :)

Blair ran out of the house, her face stricken with grief. Isacar steadied her.

“Blair, where is she?”

Blair couldn't stop her tears.

“They took her! They took Bethel!”

Isacar held her close, trying to comfort her.

“Why? What did I do wrong!?” her sobs came out in gasps, letting Isacar hold her.

“They did something wrong, not you, Blair.” Isacar said fiercely, a tear springing to his eye. Bethel was like a sister to him, who had helped his little sister with her disabilities. There was nothing that he could do to repay her for her sweetness... And now she was gone. He tried to contain his rage. Rage at the Mark's, rage at himself for having no words for Blair. He heard footsteps running up behind him. He turned his head, seeing Ben.

“Ben, what's wrong?” he asked.

His little brothers face was scared.

“Isacar... The Mark's took Ange and Luther.”

“What?” Isacar's face looked like he had grown several years older all of the sudden.

Jane took Blair's hand.

“Go, your Mom's gonna want you.” she said in her usual gruff tone of voice, hiding her own emotions back for all there sakes. Isacar nodded his thanks then left, running with his brother down the gray street.

Blair looked into Jane's eyes.

“What am I going to do now?”

Jane looked sure, nodding her head.

“Were going to get Ange, Luther and Bethel back from the Mark's. That's what we all are going to do.”

Blair sat on the bench in the old park, staring at her reflection. She had no more tears, though her grief knew no bounds. A cold wind started to blow, whistling a soft melody. She gritted her teeth against its sharp chill. The day after Jaylyn had been taken away, Blair had been fired from working at the clothes factory. She didn't even get a last pay. Grief does things to someone. It blocks their common sense and replaces it with a empty feeling that they can't cope with. She bowed her head, hugging herself.

A hand on her shoulder startled her. She turned, but it was only Isacar. He sat down next to her, looking at her with his deep brown eyes.

“Blair,” he said softly. “We need to go. Everything is ready, you just need to come.”

She looked down at her hands.

“Isacar... I don't know.”

She felt him touch her cheek gently with his finger tips. Such a tender show of love was rare in there society that Blair didn't know what to say. She looked up at him again and forced a smile.

“I wanted to give you this,” he said, taking her hand.

Blair looked at what he was holding. It was a ring, its band colored silver and its glass gems sparkling. She was speechless, almost.

“Isacar...” she breathed.

He smiled, fingering it.

“I've wanted to give you this for a while, but you know how I am with words. I asked my mother what I should say.” this amused them both. “These aren't real gems, or real silver.” he said, seeming annoyed with himself.

“That doesn't matter. Besides, if they were, someone might try to steal them.” she giggled at the thought.

There was a moment of silence, then Isacar spoke again.

“I wanted to give this to you, because I knew if you weren't coming with us, then I wanted to marry you before I left.”

It was a very unplanned wedding, but they didn't care.

“Does your mom want you to marry me?” she asked, wanting to know.

He nodded.

“I think she has ever since both of our parents met.” he blushed.

Blair made up her mind.

“Put the ring on my finger and I'll come with you.”

He put it on gently.

“I wouldn't take it unless we were going to be together.” she said, almost in a whisper. But then a thought made her hesitate.

“What about your mother? What will happen to her and your brother?”

Isacar nodded.

“She asked me to find our siblings. She said 'Come back with your shield or on it, my son. I believe that God will give you his blessing.'”

He helped Blair up. Blair was struck by his mother's strong words and faith in her son and God.

“So, what's the plan?”

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