A New angel in heaven
Synopsis: (1851). Marie was Stefan's mother, yet she never made distinctions between the two boys. She loved Damon as was her own flesh and blood. As Stefan and Damon begin to grow, she is happy with the attitudes both of them have, she's always by their side and when after the brothers fight with an older Stefan's classmate, and Giuseppe blames Damon, and he wants to beat him, she would do anything to protect her children.
Chapter 1
The Salvatore Mansion was in total silence, although supper was being prepared. The silence was broken by the sudden opening of the main door and it crashing into the wall and a scream.
"Help please!" Shouted a 12-year-old Damon, quite beaten that came through the door trying to hold a 6-year-old Stefan who was unconscious with a battered face, in his arms, assisted by the coachman, an old slave that barely could hold himself up.
Marie ran from the kitchen where she was giving final instructions for the lunchtime since her children would soon arrive with the coachman. "What do you need son?" she asked sweetly.
And the moment that she saw them she began to scream too. "Help! Help! Help! Help!" Stefan was unconscious and clearly beaten, his left eye was beginning to swell and turn purple, he his lip was broken, and his hands had a lot of lacerations. Damon's lip was broken too, and blood dripped from his forehead and right eyebrow down to his face reaching his mouth, his knuckles were bleeding and he had trouble to breathe.
Cordelia, the nanny, left the kitchen when she heard Marie's terrified screams. When she saw the boys, she went back to the kitchen and look for a clean cloth, soap and a basin of water. And she sent a servant to the town to look for Dr Janes and to the apothecary for some remedies. Then she instructed other servants to hurry and go help Marie and the kids. The servants entered the house and one of them carried Stefan, releasing Damon of the effort of being carrying his brother. They took Stefan upstairs to his bedroom, with Damon and Marie behind them.
"The doctor will soon Mistress," Cordelia said bowing, Marie nodded. After setting up Stefan's head on pillows Cordelia withdrew from the room, leaving Stefan reclining in his bed, covered with a blanket.
"What happened, son?" Marie asked Damon in a sweet voice again, as she cleaned the wound in his eyebrow with the cloth and a little soap that Cordelia had brought.
"Stefan got into a fight with John, the son of Peter Forbes. Who is older and bigger than me, but he is his classmate" Damon responded remarkably worried and struggling to breathe "When I get there Stefan was already unconscious, but he still kept hitting him, I grabbed him and raise him up so he stops hitting Stefan and we began to fight, and then when the principal arrived, he had already hit me a lot. Luckily the coachman was waiting for us and we came over here without detours. Is he going to be okay?" Damon finished saying really worried.
"I hope so." Marie sighed, turning to see her little one. "Why did you get into a fight?" she wondered and accidentally grazed Damon's side, who winced in pain as he bit his lip and tongue not to scream. Marie turned to him worried. And she began to lift his shirt, a bruise was forming in his ribs. "The Doctor has to check you too" she added to finish.
Damon nodded and replied, "I don't know." And one could see big worries in his face that I had to see his unconscious brother noticeable. And then he added "Stefan is who needs to be checked" he turned to see his brother "I'm fine mom."
An hour later Stefan awoke "Mom, Where am I?" he groaned as he carried his hand to his head surprised, turning to see his mother.
Marie stood up and walked over to her son's bed "You're home, Damon brought you" she said turning to see Damon who had fallen asleep on the desk chair.
Somebody knocked on the door "Mistress, the Doctor is here" Cordelia said from the other side of the door.
Marie opened the door "Come in, there are the patients" she said pointing to her sons with her head. "Can you get someone to carry up Damon to his room?" Marie asked Cordelia.
"Yes ma'am" she replied. And turned around to go find someone who could carry Damon to his room.
The doctor began to exam Stefan.
"But… I'm ok, it doesn't hurt much" he protested not wanting to be examined to the core, he was embarrassed to admit that in a fight he was beaten that much.
"Stop complaining and let the doctor check you" Marie ordered him, frowning.
"Okay," he said pouting.
The doctor lit his right eye with the light of a candle, to see if he could move it correctly, he followed the light with his pupil. The other eye was so swollen that he couldn't open it, but still, the doctor opened it with his fingers, he had the sclera with a spill, "The right eye is fine and the left eye seems not to have serious damage" the Doctor said. "You have to apply chamomile compresses and wait for the swollen to disappear" His lip and cheek were noticeably swollen. The doctor touched his face gently, trying not to cause him more pain than the one the boy already had "There seems no to be any facial bone fractures" he continued palpating the back of Stefan's head "It seems that there is nothing to worry about in the head, Madam" he said turning to see Marie.
Damon's snores filled the room, anyone could notice that he had a hard time breathing, and it showed more in the way he was sleeping in the chair bent against the desk.
Cordelia came back with one of the and strongest slaves she could find. The slave took Damon and carried him like a potatoes sack. Damon groaned uncomfortably, but he didn't awake.