I'm back! I hope you all enjoyed the last chapter! Just so you know the Enoch/Olive ship will not be included in this fanfiction, because this is the bookverse. But I will write a fanfic including it in the future.

''The monsters Jacob. They did this,''.

I heard my mother's voice echoing that in my dreams when I finally went to sleep the night before my mother's funeral with Emma at my side.

''Mr. Portman and Miss Bloom!'' shouted Miss Peregrine as she entered my room.

She'd found Emma and I sleeping together no doubt and assumed. Well you know.

''Miss Peregrine!'' said Emma shooting up in surprise. ''It's not what you think!''.

''Is it?'' asked Miss Peregrine suspiciously.

''Yes,'' I said, trying (and failing) to keep my cool saying it.

''I don't believe it,'' she sniffed. Crossing her arms.

''I heard noises last night just after midnight. Coming from your room Mr. Portman. How do the two of you explain them?'' asked Miss Peregrine.

''I couldn't sleep. Then Emma came in and we talked for a bit. And then we went to sleep,'' I said.

Miss Peregrine raise her eyebrow. ''Is that so? Well come downstairs breakfast is ready'' she said before she turned away to go back downstairs.

''She thinks we did it last night,'' I said after Miss Peregrine left the room and was out of earshot.

''Maybe,'' shrugged Emma before getting out of bed.

I followed her as we went downstairs. Already at the table were Bronwyn and Horace who were sitting next to one another. Chattering endlessly about the book series 'The Strangelings'.

''Now, now you two. Go upstairs and wake the others,'' Miss Peregrine told Bronwyn and Horace.

Bronwyn and Horace went to go wake the others upstairs.

In fact. To be honest it surprised me how much we'd all changed in the last eight months. Horace had a huge growth spurt and had shot up like a weed and was now as lanky and long-limbed as ever. Bronwyn had decided to grow out her hair, and now her chocolate brown hair reached the end of her shoulder blades. Emma decided to do that too and now her golden blonder hair reached just below her shoulder blades. Enoch like Horace had gotten a huge growth spurt and had become as tall and as thin as a beanpole. Hugh and I had ones as well but because we were old they had not been as extreme, though me and Hugh have grown spindly over the last three months. Millard learned how to go visible to invisible (but mostly stays invisible, unless like the day of my mother he had to be visible) . Olive learned how to control her peculiarity, so much so that she no longer has to were lead shoes. Claire has become much more comfortable with her backmouth.

At that moment Olive and Millard came downstairs.

''Olive how are you liking your new book?'' asked Millard to Olive who had her head in the book, as they sat down at the table.

''Good,'' replied Olive not lifting her eyes from the book.

''Olive. Polite persons looking at people when they're talking to them,'' said Miss Peregrine from the stove.

Even though her face was behind the book. I could tell Olive rolled her eyes.


It was just over an hour later that we were all dressed, fed, and ready.

''Come on everyone out to the car,'' said Miss Peregrine.

''Fine,'' said Miss Peregrine.

Olive, Claire, Hugh, Millard, Bronwyn, and Horace were going with Miss Peregrine. While Emma and Enoch were going with me

''If you crash this car Jacob. I'll murder you in your sleep,'' said Enoch, who I wasn't sure if he was kidding or not.

''I know,'' I said.

''Don't worry Jake,'' said Emma planting a kiss on my cheek.

''Thank you Emma,'' I thought.

When we pulled up to the church my father was in the front entry way.

Talking to Uncle Bobby his wife my Aunt Joyce, Uncle Les and his wife Aunt Kelly.

''Jake,'' said my dad when he spotted me.

All four of them turned.

''Shit,'' I thought.

''What's up J-Dawg?'' asked Uncle Bobby as he slapped me on the back when I got beside him.

''Nothing much,'' I replied. Hoping one of my Aunt's would break in.

''Bobby. I think we'd better go find Bree and Holden,'' said Aunt Joyce. Clearly spotting my discomfort.

After they left.

''I thought you might not come,' my dad said.

''You'd kill me if I didn't. Also Miss Peregrine made us,'' I said.

My dad nodded.

''Hello, Emma and Enoch,'' said my father when his eyes fell upon them.

''Hello, Mr. Portman,'' said Emma quietly.

Enoch didn't say anything.

Soon after Miss Peregrine and the others arrived.

As I looked down into my mother's open casket.

She looked so peaceful. Not dead. But almost like she was merely sleeping.

She held a single rose in her hands over her black dress. And as always her make-up was done.

Her signature perfume came from her. It felt almost comforting to smell it.

All throughout the ceremony. I wanted to run. Far, far away, and never look back.

I being one of my mother's pallbearer's had to carry my mother casket into the funeral van.

And of course I carried her to her grave. And as her closed casket was being lowered into the ground.

I finally realized it.

The monster she had told me about.

The Wights. They were back. And back with a vengeance.

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