Caroline:
"It's you, Caroline, oh god, it's you."
Instead of being a good little wife, the one that cowers in fear at the intruder in her home (because I am her, of course I am, am I?), I find myself finding something familiar in the shocked face before me.
(the one that looks like he wants to take me in his arms and protect me from all evil)
"Me? What do you want with me? Who the heck are you and who is Caroline? My name is Rebecca, not Caroline!"
For a single moment in time I can't make myself say the name is no doubt mine (one that is nothing like Caroline that feels so right on my tongue) and instead of seeing this as home, one that is mine and his (the one I suddenly don't see as husband), I only see it has a foreign.
(like the place in mind that reminds me or barbies and baby dolls)
"No, your name is Caroline! God, what the hell have they done to you?"
Rather then feeling the fear I should be I only feel the need to let him take me, place me in those strong arms and protect from things unknown (things I both know and don't) which at this moment is everyone and everything.
But it all fell back into place when warms hands drew me away from it all ('I trust you with my life, more then anyone is the whole goddamn world'), remind me who and what I was with just a touch, and it was time to be myself and maybe someone else for a little while.
"Is it time for a treatment?"
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Paul:
"It's you, Caroline, oh god, it's you."
The need to take her in my arms (save the damsel from the evils of her world) almost over took me as every part of me reached out for her.
Her, this face before me that I've only seen on pictures and screens and the haunting dreams of a man possessed by want for something he can never have or save, and that is what she is to me from this moment on.
Before she was something impossible and now she's something forbidden, the princess locked in the tower and I'm the prince ready to save her from those sons of bitches.
"Me? What do you want with me? Who the heck are you and who is Caroline? My name is Rebecca, not Caroline!"
But before that can happen, before I get to be the hero and take the princess as the prize (the truth is without her I wouldn't be doing any of this), the damsel has to be herself instead of the doll before my eyes.
(she needs me to save her but first she has to remember that and all the rest of those memories that have been taken, the ones I'll be giving her back one day)
"No, your name is Caroline! God, what the hell have they done to you?"
And just like the many times to come she slips through my fingers (falls into the monsters trap, or should I say walked?) once again, and before prince charming can save his princess he has to find her first.
And it's going to be a bumpy road ahead of me filled with villains left and right but for her I'd do anything, for my sleeping beauty.
(even face the dragon who likes to be called Alpha, just for her and her alone)