Something About Love
By: LittleLauren:]
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Warning: This story contains continued plots of my other fic, Something About Me. This story won't make a lot of sense if you didn't read the last one… and I don't feel like summarizing right now. Enjoy!!
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Prologue: It's continued…
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England
2 March, 2033
6:25 PM…
For once, it was quiet in the Owens' household. Gavin was out working, and Lily was getting long-awaited sleep. It was tough being the only one in a huge flat with a month-old baby who loved to wake up and cry every time Lily closed her eyes. She enjoyed the peace and quiet once in a while. Since she knew that quietness doesn't last long nowadays, she took this opportunity to rest for a while.
She only got about ten minutes of proper sleep when there was a muffled cry from the other room. Lily grudgingly heaved herself out of her comfortable position, and tended to her newborn.
"Shh," Lily whispered as she picked her daughter up out of her crib. "Don't cry, Natalie… don't cry."
She realized that it was a hungry cry, so she carefully moved to the kitchenette and warmed a bottle up for Natalie. As she fed her daughter in the living room, she felt that mixed emotion she'd been feeling ever since her Natalie was born. It was a feeling of joy and loss… fulfillment and emptiness. She loved her daughter deeply and truly, but there was always that sense of what could've been. What if her other baby was there with her, sitting close to her mother as she watched her new baby sister being fed. Lily wished, deep down, that they still had their Anna Baby, but then again, it's been ten years. She had to stop thinking about that tragic Sunday… the Sunday that changed everything forever…
"I'm home," called Lily's husband from front door.
His greeting shook Lily out of her thoughts. "We're in here," she replied quietly, making sure she didn't wake Natalie. When she saw her husband's cheery figure move over to where she was, she couldn't help but smile.
He couldn't resist to kiss her gingerly on the lips. "How are you this fine evening?" asked Gavin.
"Tired," replied Lily, still smiling contently.
Gavin looked up at his wife's exhausted face and offered, "I could take over if you-"
"No," she quickly answered. "I'm fine for now."
He shrugged, put an arm around her shoulder protectively, and gazed at his daughter's peaceful face. "I miss this," he admitted softly.
"So do I," Lily agreed. They stayed in that spot, admiring their new addition and relishing the fact of being together like a family again. After a while, Natalie fell asleep, and Lily whispered, "She looks more like you."
Gavin shook his head. "Nah… that's only when she's sleeping."
"But she has your nose and hair."
"True, but that's all. The rest looks like you."
Lily contemplated this for a second, then she murmured, "She looks like Anna."
Gavin turned to look at his wife, an understanding look on his face. "I miss her too, Lils." He paused, thinking about the consequences of telling her the unfortunate truth. "But you have to stop thinking in the past. We have Nattie now… Anna's gone."
He braced himself for Lily's burning gaze. She felt thoroughly insulted and hurt, but he expected this. Every time Gavin said this, Lily went in defensive mode, and he hated hurting her. Yet, if he didn't keep reminding her, someday she would mistaken Natalie for Anna, and that would trigger questions from their now living daughter. He definitely still missed his first child deeply, but somehow, he moved on. He had proof she wasn't coming back again, so he thought it was a useless fight. Anna was dead, but Lily always would convince herself that she was alive.
Lily didn't say a word, but got up and walked Natalie to the nursery to put her back in her crib. She came back in but didn't sit down. "Why do you always have to say that?" Lily asked in a threatening tone.
Gavin sighed and closed his eyes. He's done it again. "We've gone through this, Lils."
"Don't," she said, putting a hand up to stop him. "I just wish you'd stop with the 'Anna's gone' card."
"But she is!" Gavin said exasperatedly. "It's the truth… it's in black and white."
"I can't resist the feeling that she's still out there," Lily tried to explain, which earned a frustrated groan from her husband.
"Let it go."
Lily narrowed her eyes. "So I'm supposed to just let go of all those heartaches and hard times and my Anna Baby because you say she's not alive."
"Lils-"
"I'm not listening to you anymore." With that, she darted into their room, but she popped her head from the room and said, "I'd get comfortable on that couch because that's what you'll be sleeping on for the night."
When he heard the door close, Gavin bent over and put his head in his hands. "I don't know her anymore."
In her room, Lily plopped on her bed and started to cry to herself. She didn't know why she felt the way she did… she guessed it was her motherly instincts. Even she knew there was proof of Anna's death, but her gut kept telling her that they were wrong… that Anna was alive… that Anna wanted to come home.
Little did she know that her feelings were true. On the other side of the Atlantic Ocean was a witch with auburn hair and hazel eyes, who was dying to have a family again. She was about ten years of age and lived in a group home orphanage. She knew her family was dead, but she always felt that there was someone still out there. She didn't know why she felt this way, but she knew that, someday, she'd have to find out what that feeling was.
Both of them silently vowed to themselves that they'd never give up… even if it took them forever…
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A/N: End of prologue, which means the beginning of a new story!! I repeat… this is an add-on to the other story I created, Something About Me. I think it has pretty good potential, so I stuck with it… and because De really wanted me to begin it. I do have the first and second chapters written and I plan on updating them on here as soon as my play is over. Not to confuse people, but all of the odd chapters are going to be set in America and the even chapters are set in England. Later chapters they will change from one perspective to another… it will make more sense when I get there. This prologue makes it even more confusing. Anyway, that means the first chapter I will update will be set in America. Great… now that I got that straightened out, I will stop typing and get to work. :P
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LL:]
