Just a short one I wrote yesterday and posted on Tumblr, inspired by pics from the preview for 4x02. Except that Sybil lives. No beta, all mistakes are mine.
Sybil was coming back from a walk with her daughter, enjoying her sunny day off, when she heard the voice of her husband coming from the front of the house. She looked towards the entrance to see the car waiting, Tom leaning at its side and calling after Mary.
She smiled. After understandable months of mourning, she was glad to see her sister finally come back to life. And she knew that her husband was a big part in the new birth of Mary, never stopping to push her to help with the estate, even when she was at her worst. He seemed to be the only one having been able to awake her. And now, their grandmother had ask Tom to teach Mary how to drive and today was their second lesson.
Sybil stopped walking and reached for her daughter, taking her in her arms.
"Look, sweetie", she said to Saoirse." It's daddy!"
-"Da!", exclaimed the little girl, clapping her hands in joy.
She then saw her husband and sister now ready to go and she just decided to wait alongside the path in order to wave at them and wish them a good lesson.
When the car, after some engine bogging and a random direction, drove past them, she took Saoirse's hand and wave it at them with a big smile.
"Good luck! We love you both!"
She didn't heard their answer but could see the frown on her husband face. Sybil just shook her head, thinking how much her husband could be so serious sometimes.
Later the same evening, after a quiet dinner, already in her night gown, she was brushing her now grown hairs, listening at her husband's rambling.
He was already in bed and he was mad at her.
Since they had come back from Mary's lesson, he was telling her endlessly how it had been dangerous to stay on the side of the path when Mary's driving was still so unreliable, that she could have change direction anytime and hit them...
Sybil loved her husband... very much. But regarding his daughter's safety, he was driving her nuts. He was too much over protective sometimes if not always. She was about to retort something but he just interrupted her with a sign of his hand, telling her all over again what he just finished to tell her. Sybil shook her head and chuckled. He was so stubborn ! But when he was like that, she knew there only was one way to shut him up so she put her brush aside and went to the bed.
Tom was still talking, his arms crossed aver his naked chest, barely realizing she had move near him. So Sybil leaned to him and did the only thing she knew would make him stop.
She kissed him.
The end