A/N: Scarlett and Rhett's story continued after the sequel to GWTW,
Scarlett. The first sentence is the last sentence in Alexandra Ripley's
Scarlett.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gone With the Wind or any of its characters, events, etc.
"The old ladder is under my quilts, Momma. Grainne told me to save it," Cat said.
"Grainne certainly knows how to plan ahead, doesn't she Kitty Cat?" Scarlett laughed. Rhett looked at his daughter. He was still recovering from the shock that he actually had a daughter. He thought his world had ended when Bonnie's did. But know he was filled with hope. Hope because Scarlett loved him, and he had a daughter. He shook his head. His daughter!
Rhett walked over to her pile of multicolored quilts and pulled out the ladder.
"Wait, Rhett! Do you think it's save to go yet? They may be waiting for us!" Scarlett exclaimed in fear. Rhett was about to tell her not to worry, but then realized that he wasn't going to have come this far only to lose his wife and daughter again.
"You are right, my pet. We don't want to take any chances. We will wait until dark tonight. We still have a lot of catching up to do."
After they ate a small breakfast of stale muffins Cat had left in her tower few days before, Rhett began asking Cat questions about her life. Finally he got around to what he wanted to ask her.
"Do you ever wonder about your father?" Cat's eyes widened, startled. She had never really thought about her father. She felt she had everything she needed with her mother, Uncle Colum, Grainne, and Mrs. Fitzpatrick.
"No," she said honestly. Rhett glanced at Scarlett. She shook her head, and he sighed. He wanted so much to tell her that he was her father; that she was safe with him, and he loved her so much. But he knew he could not. She was too young, and she would not understand.
"Oh," was all he said. She peered at him intently.
"A-are you my father?" Rhett's jaw dropped and Scarlett gasped. They looked at each other, there looks reading "How does she know?" Scarlett collected herself. After all, Cat had asked.
"Yes, Cat. This is your daddy." Rhett's eyes shined with unshed tears. At first, Cat just sad, trying to comprehend. Then she broke into a smile and jumped into his arms.
"Hello, Daddy!"
Disclaimer: I do not own Gone With the Wind or any of its characters, events, etc.
"The old ladder is under my quilts, Momma. Grainne told me to save it," Cat said.
"Grainne certainly knows how to plan ahead, doesn't she Kitty Cat?" Scarlett laughed. Rhett looked at his daughter. He was still recovering from the shock that he actually had a daughter. He thought his world had ended when Bonnie's did. But know he was filled with hope. Hope because Scarlett loved him, and he had a daughter. He shook his head. His daughter!
Rhett walked over to her pile of multicolored quilts and pulled out the ladder.
"Wait, Rhett! Do you think it's save to go yet? They may be waiting for us!" Scarlett exclaimed in fear. Rhett was about to tell her not to worry, but then realized that he wasn't going to have come this far only to lose his wife and daughter again.
"You are right, my pet. We don't want to take any chances. We will wait until dark tonight. We still have a lot of catching up to do."
After they ate a small breakfast of stale muffins Cat had left in her tower few days before, Rhett began asking Cat questions about her life. Finally he got around to what he wanted to ask her.
"Do you ever wonder about your father?" Cat's eyes widened, startled. She had never really thought about her father. She felt she had everything she needed with her mother, Uncle Colum, Grainne, and Mrs. Fitzpatrick.
"No," she said honestly. Rhett glanced at Scarlett. She shook her head, and he sighed. He wanted so much to tell her that he was her father; that she was safe with him, and he loved her so much. But he knew he could not. She was too young, and she would not understand.
"Oh," was all he said. She peered at him intently.
"A-are you my father?" Rhett's jaw dropped and Scarlett gasped. They looked at each other, there looks reading "How does she know?" Scarlett collected herself. After all, Cat had asked.
"Yes, Cat. This is your daddy." Rhett's eyes shined with unshed tears. At first, Cat just sad, trying to comprehend. Then she broke into a smile and jumped into his arms.
"Hello, Daddy!"