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AN: This is the sequel to "Legacy: Marguerite's Turn." I do suggest reading it first. While it may not be necessary right now, it will in chapters to come. And the first story was more of a prequel to this one. This story was my ultimate goal all along.
AN2: This chapter is dedicated to my best friend in the entire world: Miss Ashley Davis. Even though she is not a TLW fan, she helped me figure out some of the details to our friends' latest adventure. And to Pam who helps me deal with this obsession that we all share one email at a time.
Destiny Calls
Chapter 1: One Big Happy Family
By: TheChosenOne
"Veronica, I don't know how we let it get so out of hand. Why didn't we notice it sooner? Well, there's no time like the present to do what must be done." Marguerite sighed warily and set to work.
Veronica watched, in amused silence, as Marguerite worked on her latest project. The woman was easily getting annoyed and Veronica just hoped that she would finish before anyone got injured.
After a few more minutes of struggling and frustrated sighing, Marguerite set down the scissors in triumph.
"George, it was only a haircut! By the way you were fussing you would have thought that I was pulling your teeth out." Marguerite's irritation wore off now that the chore was finally done. She stood back next to Veronica and observed her work with a critical eye.
"Well I'm no hairdresser, but at least you look more civilized. If your hair got any longer we wouldn't have been able to tell the difference between you and the ape-men. " She finally exclaimed and released Challenger from the chair the two women had to tie him to.
"I'm sorry Marguerite, but I am anxious to continue a few experiments that I have been conducting in my lab. So much to learn, so little time." Challenger said in an absent-minded tone. The two women rolled their eyes at the professor's motto and laughed at his hasty retreat.
They began cleaning up the little mess that they made, still laughing about George and his experiments, when they heard the elevator rumble to life. Finn practically skipped into the common room while Roxton and Malone lagged behind. Marguerite and Veronica took one look at the three newcomers and it was all they could do to stop themselves from laughing out loud.
"Bad trip boys?" Veronica asked, trying desperately to smother the grin that was creeping up her face.
"No it was great! I shot two boars and a raptor with my crossbow!" Finn was obviously very proud of her accomplishment. By the way Roxton and Malone grew quiet; Marguerite and Veronica knew what was coming.
"So what did you two shoot?" Marguerite was the picture of innocence. Veronica silently marveled at the older woman's talent. There was no way that Veronica could have kept up the act so well.
"Oh they didn't shoot anything! They kept missing their shots. I was surprised because I have never seen Big Guy miss a shot." Finn sat down at the table and bit into an apple. Roxton and Malone glared at the oblivious young lady. Finn apparently didn't realize what she just did to their wounded male egos and Roxton's reputation.
"Thank you Finn but we can speak for ourselves." Malone burst out. Finn finally caught on and immediately exited the room.
"Bad luck?" Marguerite knew perfectly well that Malone and Roxton felt humiliated, but a little teasing wouldn't hurt.
"No! We were just trying to give Finn some confidence so we let her shoot everything. Malone and I could have easily bagged all the game she did and more. We were just letting Finn have some fun." Roxton looked to Malone for confirmation. Malone nodded his head vigorously. The two men left the room with the excuse that they had to put all of the gear and equipment away.
As soon as the men were out of earshot, Veronica and Marguerite laughed so hard they thought their sides would split open. They stopped laughing when they heard Roxton and Malone coming back to the room.
"So what did you two ladies and Challenger do while we were gone?" Roxton asked as he sat on the sofa. He conspicuously motioned for Marguerite to join him. Seeing the gesture, Marguerite took the seat beside him and Veronica and Malone sat on the loveseat.
"Oh not much." Veronica began when Marguerite interrupted.
"We just dragged Challenger up from his lab, tied him to a chair, and gave him a trim. His hair was really getting ridiculous."
"You guys tied up Challenger?" Malone didn't know whether to be shocked or amused. Roxton however, chuckled imagining the sight it must have made.
"Yes well if we didn't tie him up I might have accidentally cut him when he attempted to escape back to his precious experiments." Marguerite smiled fondly at the thought of the old professor that they all loved dearly.
"You know what he says." Roxton began.
"So much to learn, so little time." They all chorused. The four adults laughed. That was Challenger's excuse for everything. In fact those would be the words engraved on his tombstone one day in the, hopefully very distant, future.
After dinner Challenger and Finn sat at the table and worked on Finn's reading. Malone was sitting in the common room distractedly writing in his journals. The object of his distraction was sitting across the room painting at her easel, equally distracted by the young journalist. Marguerite was sitting out on the balcony, staring out at the night sky, and absent-mindedly fingering her locket.
She was thinking about how much everything had changed since that day in the standing stones. Her whole life, past, present, and future, had changed in just one day. They were no closer to finding their way out of the plateau, but for Marguerite it no longer mattered. She was now seriously questioning whether she would return to London when the time came. After all there was nothing waiting for her there. Everything she had been looking for she had found on the plateau.
Marguerite's life long search for family had finally ended, in more ways than one. She found out where she came from and why her parents left her. Marguerite was finally at peace with her past, well her childhood anyway. Her parents loved her with all their hearts. She missed them dearly, but the bitterness she held against the world was no longer a presence in her life.
The plateau had brought her peace and pain. But she knew no matter what the plateau threw at her, her family would be there for her. George, Finn, Ned, Veronica, and John would always be there when things got rough. And according to Morrigan, things were going to get very rough. It took a trip to Marguerite's past to solidify their bonds as a family. They were by no means the perfect family, but they were hers. For the first time in her life she was somewhere she was wanted and belonged. Belonging was a concept Marguerite was still struggling to grasp.
Suddenly a strong pair of arms wrapped themselves around her shoulders. Marguerite smiled at the familiar warmth and security they enveloped her in. She could always count on this man to be her anchor, her rock, whenever she needed one.
"Is there a specific reason that you are gracing me with your presence Lord Roxton?" Marguerite coyly asked, without turning around to see the face of her beloved.
"No reason other than I just want to be close to you right now." As he spoke Marguerite turned to face him. He could see that something was going on in that beautiful head of hers. "So what have you been thinking about out here all alone?"
"Oh this and that. I have been pondering how much our lives have changed in just one day. It still amazes me how such a revelation for me has actually affected all of you as well. I guess I finally know what a family means." She gave him a watery smile and turned back to gaze out at the heavens, taking comfort in the arms around her and the man behind her. Roxton suddenly understood exactly what Marguerite had been thinking about.
"Family means love and strength when one of its members needs it the most. Whenever you need us Marguerite, we will always be there. Just like I know you will always be there when one of us needs it."
"Thank you John." Marguerite and Roxton spent the rest of the night gazing out over the jungle, the jungle that has taken from them as much as it has given them.
They did not see that in the shadows of the jungle canopy a man with white hair and silver eyes watched the young couple with a cocky grin. "Sleep well oh chosen faction, you cannot protect her forever." The man vanished in a gust of silent wind, his mocking laughter resonating over the whole plateau.
To Be Continued.
Thank you for reading "Destiny Calls." Please come back again. At the bottom of this screen you will find a button that will link you to a review form. Please fill it out so that I may make your next visit more enjoyable. Thank you again and have a nice day.
AN: This is the sequel to "Legacy: Marguerite's Turn." I do suggest reading it first. While it may not be necessary right now, it will in chapters to come. And the first story was more of a prequel to this one. This story was my ultimate goal all along.
AN2: This chapter is dedicated to my best friend in the entire world: Miss Ashley Davis. Even though she is not a TLW fan, she helped me figure out some of the details to our friends' latest adventure. And to Pam who helps me deal with this obsession that we all share one email at a time.
Destiny Calls
Chapter 1: One Big Happy Family
By: TheChosenOne
"Veronica, I don't know how we let it get so out of hand. Why didn't we notice it sooner? Well, there's no time like the present to do what must be done." Marguerite sighed warily and set to work.
Veronica watched, in amused silence, as Marguerite worked on her latest project. The woman was easily getting annoyed and Veronica just hoped that she would finish before anyone got injured.
After a few more minutes of struggling and frustrated sighing, Marguerite set down the scissors in triumph.
"George, it was only a haircut! By the way you were fussing you would have thought that I was pulling your teeth out." Marguerite's irritation wore off now that the chore was finally done. She stood back next to Veronica and observed her work with a critical eye.
"Well I'm no hairdresser, but at least you look more civilized. If your hair got any longer we wouldn't have been able to tell the difference between you and the ape-men. " She finally exclaimed and released Challenger from the chair the two women had to tie him to.
"I'm sorry Marguerite, but I am anxious to continue a few experiments that I have been conducting in my lab. So much to learn, so little time." Challenger said in an absent-minded tone. The two women rolled their eyes at the professor's motto and laughed at his hasty retreat.
They began cleaning up the little mess that they made, still laughing about George and his experiments, when they heard the elevator rumble to life. Finn practically skipped into the common room while Roxton and Malone lagged behind. Marguerite and Veronica took one look at the three newcomers and it was all they could do to stop themselves from laughing out loud.
"Bad trip boys?" Veronica asked, trying desperately to smother the grin that was creeping up her face.
"No it was great! I shot two boars and a raptor with my crossbow!" Finn was obviously very proud of her accomplishment. By the way Roxton and Malone grew quiet; Marguerite and Veronica knew what was coming.
"So what did you two shoot?" Marguerite was the picture of innocence. Veronica silently marveled at the older woman's talent. There was no way that Veronica could have kept up the act so well.
"Oh they didn't shoot anything! They kept missing their shots. I was surprised because I have never seen Big Guy miss a shot." Finn sat down at the table and bit into an apple. Roxton and Malone glared at the oblivious young lady. Finn apparently didn't realize what she just did to their wounded male egos and Roxton's reputation.
"Thank you Finn but we can speak for ourselves." Malone burst out. Finn finally caught on and immediately exited the room.
"Bad luck?" Marguerite knew perfectly well that Malone and Roxton felt humiliated, but a little teasing wouldn't hurt.
"No! We were just trying to give Finn some confidence so we let her shoot everything. Malone and I could have easily bagged all the game she did and more. We were just letting Finn have some fun." Roxton looked to Malone for confirmation. Malone nodded his head vigorously. The two men left the room with the excuse that they had to put all of the gear and equipment away.
As soon as the men were out of earshot, Veronica and Marguerite laughed so hard they thought their sides would split open. They stopped laughing when they heard Roxton and Malone coming back to the room.
"So what did you two ladies and Challenger do while we were gone?" Roxton asked as he sat on the sofa. He conspicuously motioned for Marguerite to join him. Seeing the gesture, Marguerite took the seat beside him and Veronica and Malone sat on the loveseat.
"Oh not much." Veronica began when Marguerite interrupted.
"We just dragged Challenger up from his lab, tied him to a chair, and gave him a trim. His hair was really getting ridiculous."
"You guys tied up Challenger?" Malone didn't know whether to be shocked or amused. Roxton however, chuckled imagining the sight it must have made.
"Yes well if we didn't tie him up I might have accidentally cut him when he attempted to escape back to his precious experiments." Marguerite smiled fondly at the thought of the old professor that they all loved dearly.
"You know what he says." Roxton began.
"So much to learn, so little time." They all chorused. The four adults laughed. That was Challenger's excuse for everything. In fact those would be the words engraved on his tombstone one day in the, hopefully very distant, future.
After dinner Challenger and Finn sat at the table and worked on Finn's reading. Malone was sitting in the common room distractedly writing in his journals. The object of his distraction was sitting across the room painting at her easel, equally distracted by the young journalist. Marguerite was sitting out on the balcony, staring out at the night sky, and absent-mindedly fingering her locket.
She was thinking about how much everything had changed since that day in the standing stones. Her whole life, past, present, and future, had changed in just one day. They were no closer to finding their way out of the plateau, but for Marguerite it no longer mattered. She was now seriously questioning whether she would return to London when the time came. After all there was nothing waiting for her there. Everything she had been looking for she had found on the plateau.
Marguerite's life long search for family had finally ended, in more ways than one. She found out where she came from and why her parents left her. Marguerite was finally at peace with her past, well her childhood anyway. Her parents loved her with all their hearts. She missed them dearly, but the bitterness she held against the world was no longer a presence in her life.
The plateau had brought her peace and pain. But she knew no matter what the plateau threw at her, her family would be there for her. George, Finn, Ned, Veronica, and John would always be there when things got rough. And according to Morrigan, things were going to get very rough. It took a trip to Marguerite's past to solidify their bonds as a family. They were by no means the perfect family, but they were hers. For the first time in her life she was somewhere she was wanted and belonged. Belonging was a concept Marguerite was still struggling to grasp.
Suddenly a strong pair of arms wrapped themselves around her shoulders. Marguerite smiled at the familiar warmth and security they enveloped her in. She could always count on this man to be her anchor, her rock, whenever she needed one.
"Is there a specific reason that you are gracing me with your presence Lord Roxton?" Marguerite coyly asked, without turning around to see the face of her beloved.
"No reason other than I just want to be close to you right now." As he spoke Marguerite turned to face him. He could see that something was going on in that beautiful head of hers. "So what have you been thinking about out here all alone?"
"Oh this and that. I have been pondering how much our lives have changed in just one day. It still amazes me how such a revelation for me has actually affected all of you as well. I guess I finally know what a family means." She gave him a watery smile and turned back to gaze out at the heavens, taking comfort in the arms around her and the man behind her. Roxton suddenly understood exactly what Marguerite had been thinking about.
"Family means love and strength when one of its members needs it the most. Whenever you need us Marguerite, we will always be there. Just like I know you will always be there when one of us needs it."
"Thank you John." Marguerite and Roxton spent the rest of the night gazing out over the jungle, the jungle that has taken from them as much as it has given them.
They did not see that in the shadows of the jungle canopy a man with white hair and silver eyes watched the young couple with a cocky grin. "Sleep well oh chosen faction, you cannot protect her forever." The man vanished in a gust of silent wind, his mocking laughter resonating over the whole plateau.
To Be Continued.
Thank you for reading "Destiny Calls." Please come back again. At the bottom of this screen you will find a button that will link you to a review form. Please fill it out so that I may make your next visit more enjoyable. Thank you again and have a nice day.