Author's Note: My first Covenant fic, which I am determined to finish! I hope you enjoy it. It's bit short the first chapter, but I couldn't decide where to finish it, so I figured I'd stop here. You know the drill, Read and Review, Merci!
Disclaimer: No, don't own anything, apart from my character. I want Reid's fingerless gloves though!
Chapter 1: Return of the Faerie
She stood on the concrete steps leading up to the entrance of the mansion. In the fourteen years that he had lived here, the sight of the residence always was magnificent; four years later and nothing had changed, the view was still as breathtaking as ever. She, however, had changed a great deal. It's good to be back, she though as she let out a breath and started heaving her luggage up the stairs.
The doorknob twisted just as her hand reached to press the doorbell. "Mother." It was barely a whisper. She wasn't expecting this confrontation yet, as she took in her mother's appearance. She was all made up, complete with a glass of brandy, except for the silk dressing gown that had been given to her by her father on their first Valentine's Day together. Father, she gasped. It hadn't actually sunk in that she was back for her father's funeral. It never occurred to her that she would never ever see him again. She hadn't seen him in four years, four long years. At that moment, guilt flowed through her bloodstream as she remembered the number of phone calls she had received from her mother over the past four years, begging her to come back to Ipswich to visit, but she had always declined making silly excuses to return. This time, the return was inevitable.
Her mother's voice brought her back to the present. "Arwen?" She laughed inside, her own mother didn't even recognise her for certain; had she really changed that much? She glanced up to meet her mother's eyes; her own orbs were starting to tear up and she knew that opening her mouth would open the floodgates, so she just smiled sadly and nodded.
SMASH! The broken glass lay on the floor, its liquid flowing out, as it shattered the silence. "My baby," she whispered and ran to embrace her daughter. "My baby," she whispered over and over again until the words became inaudible, smothered by the tears and cries from her mother, soon joined by Arwen herself.
Their reunion distracted them from hearing the sudden footsteps running down the stairs, but the booming voice caught their attention. "Mother, you alright?" The footsteps halted just behind her mother, and Arwen saw a rather good looking, tall, dark hair, brown eyed guy, who had a questioning look stuck on his face. He continued to stare between her mother and herself. Her mother was still in tears, and could not seem to answer his confused gaze. Finally after what felt like hours, she broke the silence with a simple greeting, "Hey, Caleb."
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