Narrated by Amelie… THIS IS NOT AN AMELIE/OLIVER FIC!

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This doesn't fit with MV storylines whatsoever, but **hint** may fit with one of my fics in the future…


It breaks my heart, in a strange sense, that there will never be the chance for a child to rush up to Oliver and grip him by the leg for comfort.

It breaks my heart that nobody is ever going to go to Oliver and say, "Owwwiepop, I wuv yuw!" he may have been a vampire, but that doesn't mean that he could never have had this. After all, there are miracles, no? there are many things that could have happened but he will never hear his name mispronounced so terribly by a three year old. There is a reason for that.

It's because he is dead.

He died and it was for me, for Claire, for Sam, for Michael, for this town.

But mostly, it was for them. He did it for people he wasn't even related to but people who he was so attached to, though he didn't dare admit it, that he would do anything for them. And, by association, that means he did it for me.

It breaks my heart that someone who ought never to have died did do and for a reason so heroic. Not only the reason but the manner: fighting for us and then jumping in front of a stake to save someone who is just as important as him.

He never realised how much he was needed by me because I never told him. he never knew that he was probably the most important cog in the entire town after myself, that he was the Prime Minister whilst I was the Queen: important and loved (well… more of a tenuous thing there but anyway) whilst he implemented the real decisions. I may have ordered them, but he made sure they were followed. He found the problems in the town and made attempts to deal with them as so not to bother me.

It breaks my heart that he died for a town which is still so corrupt and at war with itself that the events he managed to help stop will probably only kickstart again in a few years. It seems as if he died for nothing.

It breaks my heart that nobody has the chance to tell him that they love him, as I am sure that that would have happened sometime in the future.

It breaks my heart that people who were actually guided by his wicked sense of sarcasm are no longer able to be helped.

It even breaks my heart that I will never hear him and Myrnin arguing about the most pointless of things: the best thing I can remember them arguing over is who tossed the coin which got stuck in the maple tree in Hull, England, when we lived there.

But the thing that breaks my heart the most is about the fact that he will never be called "Owwwiepop." That is the biggest travesty of all, I fear. He will never have that recognition for the brilliance inside of him.

And that is the biggest shame of all.


Whatcha think?

R&R please

Vicky xx