A/N Hey guys, I've wanted to start writing a Frary fanfic for a very long time. But never found the time, but after the mid season finale I got really inspired and wrote down something. I don't know if I will continue writing this, I'll see if any of you like this. I just want to clear up that this story is set after 1x08 but I will not follow the promo for 1x09, so probably there won't be any romantic Mash moments.

Enjoy

Chapter 1

It had been a few weeks since Mary left the French Court. She could still see Francis broken hearted chasing after her and calling her name.

It actually took her lots of strength not to look back. She knew she would go back to him in a second if she did. But she had to leave, she couldn't bear losing him too. She had already lost her best friend, Aylee. She was more than one of her ladies, Mary had found a great in her, she could always tell her anything and Aylee wouldn't judge her.

It hurt like hell when she found her dead, watching her friend dying in her arms.

Why would fate be so cruel? Is this what her future was really meant to be? Her losing her loved one? One at a time?

The hardest thing for her was being far away from Francis. Everytime she would close her eyes, she could still hear him telling her not to give up, not to run. And that's what she did. She ran because she had been terrorized and in the process she hurt Francis and herself.

What made it worse was that she left with Bash, after everything that happened.

She was sure Francis wouldn't forgive her so quickly. Maybe he never would and that was the one thing that scared her the most. She was afraid she was going to forget him, forget what he looked like, forget what his voice sounded like, the way he would kiss her to shut her up or the way he would make her smile.

"Mary."

Her thoughts were interrupted by Bash's voice. She turned around to look at him.

"Were you thinking about my brother again?" He asked looking worried as he caressed her cheek.

She didn't need to say it because her look was telling him everything.

He knew he had a crush on Mary, but when his mother started talking about wanting him legitimized it all got heightened. He didn't mean to steal his brother's "job" or HIS woman. That's not the kind of man he had been raised to be. He wouldn't betray his brother like that, but something drew him towards Mary. Diane thought he loved her, he wouldn't dare calling it love. It was too soon, they had only kissed one and talked a few times.

And he knew in his heart that Mary would never love him the way she loved Francis. Even if he was legitimized, even if she agreed to marry him it that meant keeping Francis safe and alive.

Mary had told him about Nostradamus' prophecy, he was surprised that she chose to escape. But since he had to leave too it'd better for him to have company.

Lots of things had changed after Mary and Bash left. Francis was no longer himself. He was alive and breathing but it was like he was dead in the inside. Nothing mattered to him anymore because Mary wasn't there with him.

After Olivia disappeared and no one even wondered what happened to her, Francis went back to Natalia. It was just his way to deal with the heart ache Mary caused him, it was his way to forget her. Or at least try to.

He knew he was meant to hate her after she left him with his brother of all people, but he couldn't. Every part of him loved her, he couldn't shake her. He knew that he had fallen for her, and he thought she would actually feel the same way for him.

But she left him, with his brother.

That thought kept bothering him, what if what they had never meant anything for her? What if she had always wanted his brother?

Even Queen Catherine could see how miserable her son was, and that was starting to worry her.

"Nostradamus." She said as she got into his chamber.

"Why do you look so worried? I thought all you wanted was for Mary to leave so your son could live."

"It was. But I also wanted my son to find love with Mary. I wanted him to have a marriage based on love and not because of a political alliance."

He didn't say anything, he kept staring at her and then sat down as she did the same.

"Have you had other visions lately?"

"Yes.. I can't understand the meaning yet. But your son will find happiness again. I can assure you that."

"Happiness? How? He looks dead."

"Just wait, Catherine. I can see things are about to change."

It was dark in the woods and Mary was looking around feeling scared when Bash put his arms around her to comfort her. She returned the hug and he noticed she was freezing.

"Are you alright?"

"Uhm, I haven't been feeling well lately. I don't know what's wrong with me."

He didn't say anything, he just kept holding her and stroked her hair.

"Why did you leave? Did something happen?" Mary said looking at Bash.

"Nothing important."

"Don't lie to me."

"You don't have to worry about me, you're the Queen. Now tell me what you need."

"Do you think you could help me go back to Scotland?"

"Scotland? Your mother doesn't want you there. Not without a husband."

She lowered her stare knowing that what he was saying was true, she couldn't go back to her country without a man. Her mother wouldn't accept it.

"What if I made the wrong choice?"

"About Francis?" He took a few steps back.

"Maybe love can overcome fate, what's worse than death than living without the person that you love? I've had this feeling of guilty since we left. And it's exhausting. All I can see when I close my eyes is his face, the hurt in his eyes. He kneeling down and screaming my name, begging me to stay, not to give up."

"Give up, that's what I did. I'm such a coward." She whispered to herself, as she put her hands on her stomach feeling some sort of pain.

"I can feel it, I can feel all the pain I've caused him. It's always here with me... I.." Before she could finish her sentence she broke down in tears, sobbing as she fell to the ground.

"Mary what's happening?" Bash knelt down to hold up Mary.

"I don't know.. I can't. Please, make the pain go away." She said as she felt the pain more.

"How can love cause you so much pain? It should make you feel better. I don't understand."

"I believe that only happens in fairy tales." Bash said coldly as he helped Mary get up.

"You need to rest, you're tired and you haven't slept well lately. I promise you this will be all over."

"How can you say that? We've been wandering in the woods for God knows how long.." She said sounding helpless. Bash didn't respond but helped get on her horse.

"We have to find a place to stay temporary. This isn't helping you."

"If only fate wasn't so against me and Francis."

"You'll survive this."

Mary didn't notice but she fell asleep and by the time she woke up the next day she was laying on a bed. She opened carefully her eyes and searched the room for Bash but failed to find him. Where was she? Did Bash abandon her in the woods and someone found her? She was starting to panick when there was a knock on the door and finally Bash made his presence known. He had brought a cup of something that would make her heal.

"Drink this, it will help you with your stomach ache."

"Thanks." She slightly smiled at him.

He didn't want to admit it yet but he was starting to understand that he wasn't really in love with Mary. Surely, she was an intelligent, gorgeous girl but she was also madly in love with his half brother and he would never to anything to jeopardize his relationship with him. He had seen Mary's love for Francis everyday since they left, her face would brighten when she thought about the nice and sweet moments she had shared with him. But what made him worry was her nightmares about Francis. He was shocked when a night she panicked when she dream of Francis dying in her arms. She described him how cold Francis' body was to her touch and how it fell to the floor and her tears started falling down. She called his name, but there was no respond. She touched his face and kissed his lips, for the last time. That nightmare was always on repeat.

"Bash, I need to tell you something." She said as she sat on the bed and took his hands in hers.

"I think I'm pregnant."

Bash stood still for a few moments, taking in the information he had just learned.

"What? You and Francis..?"

Mary's cheeks became red ish as she tried not to look in his eyes.

"You.. We have to go back to the castle. NOW!"

"No." Mary said frightened.

"I can't. If I go back, Francis will die and I could not stand the sight of him broken hearted because of me."

"Mary, for what I've seen this past weeks, being apart from my brother isn't doing you any good. And I bet he feels the same way. I promise I will stand by you through all of this."

"Thank you." She whispered.

She knew Bash was right, she was starting to see that escaping hadn't been the best choice. She should've told Francis about the prophecy. She, herself, didn't believe in it at all.

It was a weird feeling, being back at court. She remembers when she had returned previously, everyone was waiting for her. Her ladies, every royal, the servants and Francis.

She got off her horse with the help of Bash.

One of the servants saw them and came running towards them.

"Your Majesty. It's so nice to see you back at court. Everyone was so worried about you. Prince Francis.."

"What? What has happened to Francis?" She asked worried interrupting the servant.

"He's not the same boy he was before you left. It's like he died. You leaving him shattered him. Your Grace, shall I inform him of your return?"

"Yes, please." Bash replied before Mary could say anything.

As soon as the servant left, Mary turned to look at Bash.

"Why'd you do that?"

"He needs to know, now I'm out of here."

"Not so quickly." A voice behind them said. Mary recognized that voice, it was Francis'. She was so scared of forgetting it but now that fear had gone away.

"Francis."

"Mary." He looked at her and noticed she had a terrible look, her cloak was dirty, she had bags under her eyes and her hair was a mess.

"You look terrible." He said sounding bitter and desperate.

"Did anyone hurt you?" He got closer and hugged her but she pushed him away.

"Every part of me aches." She said as tears started falling down her face once again.

Bash stood there watching them reunite, until he left silently.

"I thought I'd never see your face again." He said as he held her face and dried her tears.

"Let me accompany you to your chambers." Mary didn't reply but only grabbed Francis' arm and let him guide her.

A/N2 this is only the first chapter, so let me know by reviewing if I should continue this or not. I just want to say that if I keep writing this story, there will some confrontation between Mary and Francis. And of course Francis will confront his brother about all of this. So, is Mary really pregnant? Let me know :) and review please.

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