A/N: This idea was in my head since I watched the second episode of the fourth series. I wanted to write something that I would like to happen after that question. I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Mr. Fellowes is the creator of Downton Abbey and these two wonderful characters.

He looked so sad as he passed them. She was biting her lip and thinking as she watched him walking. She started passing quickly to catch him which caused Richard to turn and look at her. "Mr. Carson.", she called to make him stop. He stopped when he heard her and turned a little to face her. "Shall we… walk back together?", she was hoping that his answer would be positive. He looked at her for a moment and was faced with sadness, concern and… love. He didn't say anything and let her walk next to him as they headed back to the house. He knew that she loved him with all her heart. He had started to notice that when they were informed about Mr. Crawly's death.

Lord Grantham had called him upstairs and informed him. The way back downstairs was slow with pain for his Lady Mary and for the loss of another young person. She had left her sitting room to go to the kitchen when she noticed him walking slowly lost in his thoughts. "Mr. Carson are you alright?", the same question she had asked him the night of Lady Sybil's death but with the difference that now she didn't know… yet …what had happened. He raised his head to look at her trying to stay strong because he didn't want to break now and in front of all the staff. "Shall we go to my sitting room?", she asked him worried about him. Somehow she knew that what Lord Grantham had told him wasn't good.

He nodded slowly and let her enter first before closing the door. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm and find the strength to tell her what had happened. When he opened his eyes he was faced with her worried face that showed her love. That was the first time he noticed that she loved him, with that look on her face and her eyes showing all her love. "Mrs. Hughes", he began without knowing how to continue. "his Lordship informed me about something very sad.", he looked her once more but the worry hadn't left her face instead she was more worried.

"Something happened with Lady Mary or the baby?", she couldn't hide the worry from her voice as hard as she was trying. She didn't held Lady Mary very high but she didn't want to happen what had happened with Lady Sybil. She was worried and afraid.

He smiled sadly at her concern about the young woman and the baby because he knew her feelings about her but he could see that she was afraid. "No. Lady Mary and the baby are perfectly fine.", he saw how she let a sigh of relief that she was holding. "It's Mr. Crawly.", he took another deep breath before continuing. "He had an accident with the car as he was driving to come here. He… is… dead.", he finally said and lowered his head to hide the few tears that escaped his eyes.

"No. You must be wrong, Mr. Carson.", he raised his head quickly to look at her when he heard her. The tears were falling from her eyes while she was shaking her head. "You must be wrong, Mr. Carson.", she repeated trying to convince herself that what she just heard was a lie. "Tragedy didn't find us again.", she was shaking her head and breathing heavily. "His wife gave birth to his son today. He became a father, Mr. Carson.", she couldn't believe it and she didn't want to believe it. "He can't… leave them.", he walked towards her to hug her and comfort her but she grabbed him from his jacket. "Please… tell me… that you are… wrong.", she was breathing heavily. "Please, Mr. Carson. Tell me that…", she didn't manage to finish as she collapsed in his arms.

He was taken by surprise when he felt her weight on his arms as she collapsed unconscious. He lifted her in his arms and placed her in her armchair. "Mrs. Hughes can you hear me?", he was shaking her lightly. "Mrs. Hughes open your eyes.", he was shaking her more. "Mrs. Hughes.", he was getting very worried as the seconds were passing and she didn't open her eyes.

He turned to look at the door when he heard it opening. "What happened?", Beryl was looking at them surprised.

He took a deep breath to calm. "She collapsed. I can't wake her up, Mrs. Patmore.", he didn't hide his concern about the housekeeper and that was when he realized once more how much he loved her.

She was looking at him worried about her friend. "But what happened? Why she fainted?", she was starting to get confused.

"I informed her about something sad. Mr. Crawly had an accident with his car on his way to come here. He died.", he was trying to hold back his tears as he told once more about the tragedy.

"Oh my God!", was what the cook managed to say between her own tears about the loss of another young person the day his child was born. "You have to inform the rest of the staff. I will stay with her and try to wake her but I think it's better to call the doctor.", she said as she took a chair and sat next to the armchair.

He turned to look at the woman he loved still lying unconscious in the armchair. He nodded slowly at Beryl and left the room closing the door behind him. He took a deep breath to calm down and entered the servants hall. "I would like to speak with all of you.", he said with his deep voice. Everyone gathered around the big table looking at the butler. "With sadness I inform you that tragedy found us once more. Mr. Crawly had an accident with his on his way to come here. Unfortunately, he couldn't survive.", he heard gasps and sobs coming from the staff as he finished. "Continue with your work and I will inform you later.", he looked at them one last time and headed towards the housekeeper's sitting room.

Beryl turned to look at him with tears falling from her eyes. "We have to call the doctor, Mr. Carson. I think it isn't a simple fainting.", his eyes widened with concern and looked at Elsie who was lying unconscious and very pale. He went to his pantry and called for the doctor. The doctor informed him and the cook that her collapse was caused from the shock of Mr. Crawly's death and she needed to stay a few days in bed. The next morning, though, Elsie got dressed to go at the funeral despite the protests of the butler and the cook that she had to stay in bed. She was ready to collapse again during the ceremony but his hands were around her supporting her. In the way back to the house he asked Anna and Beryl to help Elsie walk back and put her in bed.

He was deeply in love with but he couldn't admit it yet to her. He wanted some time for himself to think everything. They were walking in silence and for the first time it felt weird. "She died five years ago, Mrs. Hughes.", he broke the silence but didn't turn to look at her while he felt her eyes looking at him. "He went to visit her and she told him that I was better man and she loved me.", they kept walking in silence. No one knew what to say or how to act towards the other. She was holding back the tears that were threatening to fall.

"You are a better man, Mr. Carson.", she was surprised herself with what she said but she wanted him to know that he meant something to her, something more than just a friend.

After that they kept walking in silence until the house came in view. As they were reaching the house he decided that he needed to do something away from the view of the others. He stopped and put a hand on her arm to stop her as well. They turned to face each other. He looked her eyes for a few moments. "I need a few days to think everything that had happened until now. Just a few days, Mrs. Hughes.", he smiled at her and surprised when he leaned down and kissed her softly on her lips.

She was surprised with his action but very happy. "A few days, Mr. Carson.", she smiled at him. She reached and kissed him softly on his lips, as he did before. He offered her his arm and she took it with a smile. They walked together the rest of the path hoping for a better future together.

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