A/N: Alright, I updated again! I hope that you guys enjoy this chapter, it was fun for me writing it. By the way, how did you guys enjoy the finale? Tbh, I had mixed feelings, but in the long run, I liked it.
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-PF
Cordelia was stunned. All this time it was Misty calling me, she realized. Finally finding her voice, she spoke up. "Misty? Misty, can you hear me?"
After getting no reply, she cautiously bent down and gently shook Misty's arm. The woman lay there, pale and motionless. Is she still alive? Cordelia wondered. She shook her harder. "Misty, please wake up, I found you! I finally found you! Please!" Cordelia quickly placed her fingers on Misty's neck; she could feel a faint pulse.
She racked her brain, trying to think of an energy-giving spell. Vitam Vitalis? No, she isn't dead. Hm, energy from me to her… It finally hit her, she knew the spell. Cordelia leaned over her and placed her hands over Misty's temples. "Mea vitam ad tibi," she said, but nothing happened. Stronger intent, she reminded herself, taking in a deep breath. "Mea vitam ad tibi," she said, louder this time. She started to get lightheaded, but it wasn't fast enough. More, even stronger, she thought. "Mea vitam ad tibi, mea vitam ad tibi, mea vitam ad tibi!" At the last "tibi", Misty shot up, violently coughing. Cordelia fell back, as yellow spots clouded her vision. "Misty," she said, weakly. Slowly, Cordelia got up again and extended her arm to her after Misty's coughing subsided. Gratefully, Misty grabbed it, and started to get up when she accidentally let go and fell back into the coffin, causing Cordelia to stumble back.
Cordelia regained her balance and rushed back down to be at eye-level with Misty. "Are you alright?" she asked.
"I'm alright, my legs just went limp all of a sudden, I guess from not usin' them for a bit, huh?" Although she was joking, Cordelia could hear resentment in her voice. Misty looked away.
Cordelia reached out and placed her hand on Misty's arm. "Hey, are you alright?" she repeated, concern evident in her voice.
Misty turned back and gave her a small smile. "Yeah, I'm alright. I just wanna get back and listen to some Stevie. Now, do you wanna give this another try?"
Cordelia stood up and extended both arms this time. Misty clutched both arms as she slowly struggled to rise. Finally, she was standing, and she shakily stepped out of the coffin and onto the ground. Cordelia saw Misty's legs quiver and quickly told her, "Don't worry, the car isn't very far away. And you can lean on me while we walk over, if you'd like."
Misty nodded and placed her arm around Cordelia's shoulders, Cordelia doing the same. "Thank you, this really means a ton to me. I wasn't sure when I'd get out," Cordelia just smiled and nodded, as they started to make their way out of Deville's. "Say, how long have I been layin' in there?" she added.
Cordelia slowed down the pace. "Four days," she replied, avoiding eye contact, unsure how Misty would react.
"Four days? What took you so long?" Misty asked. Cordelia quickly looked up, afraid that Misty would be mad, but only saw her smiling. "I'm just teasin'," she gently squeezed Cordelia's shoulder to reassure her.
Finally they reached the car. "Where would you like to sit? I mean, if you take the backseat, you can lie down in the back. But if you take the front seat, more leg room. Feel free to take either seat; I'm, of course, going to be driving. Well, not of course, but I don't think that you'd like to drive right now, would you? Do you know how to drive?" Misty smiled to herself as Cordelia stopped rambling.
"Miss Cordelia, I'll sit up front," Misty leaned into Cordelia and smiled, adding, "Next to you."
Cordelia blushed and quickly opened the door for Misty, and sat her down. "Yeah, leg room it is," she replied. Misty gave a small giggle as she fastened her seatbelt. Cordelia entered the driver's side and started up the car.
"And just so ya know," Misty said, as they pulled out of the cemetery, "I can drive."
Cordelia placed a steaming mug of tea in front of Misty. "It's a special blend of herbs from the garden. The tea should make you feel stronger, and also calmer. It also tastes pretty good," Cordelia said. Misty smiled as she sipped from the top, careful not to burn her tongue.
"This probably will be good for my throat. After waking up, I had that awful cough; I felt as if I'd spit up my lungs!" Misty placed her hand on top of Cordelia's. "Thank you, really," she said, earnestly. They stared into each other's eyes for a couple of moments, until Cordelia broke away.
"Well, that tea should help. Now you must be starving, would you like me to heat up some soup?" Cordelia walked over to the fridge and opened it, rummaging through the shelves.
"Could I have some toast or pizza?" Misty asked. After seeing Cordelia's blank look, she quickly added, "As long as that isn't too hard to do, I can settle for soup if you'd like!"
Cordelia smiled. "No, I just was surprised that you'd choose pizza and toast. I'm so used to seeing you growing your own food. But no, that's alright. How about I make you toast and pizza?" Cordelia walked over to the pantry. "How many slices of pizza and how many of toast?"
"It's been a while, but I eat it on occasion," she shrugged, "And I guess I'll have three of each, I'm starvin'."
"No problem, I'll go put them in the oven." Cordelia pulled out three slices of bread and then walked over to the freezer and pulled out a box of pizza. After grabbing three slices from the box, she turned around and looked over at Misty. "By the way, if Queenie asks, don't tell her it was you who had her pizza, this is one of her favorites!"
"Well I promise not to. And I appreciate the risk you're taking for me, Miss Cordelia," Misty said, winking at her. Cordelia blushed and quickly leaned down to the oven to place in the food.
"I figure that you want to get cleaned up after eating, should I start a bath for you?" Cordelia walked over and took Misty's empty mug from her. "Are you feeling better?" Cordelia asked, motioning to the mug.
Misty smiled sweetly. "Much better, all thanks to you! And I think I'll take a shower instead, I've been off my feet for far too long." Misty looked over at the clock. "Oh no, I've kept you up, it's nearly five!"
Cordelia looked at the clock, it was 4:49 AM. She suddenly realized how exhausted she was. However, she couldn't go to sleep yet, she had other obligations- to help Misty. "It's alright, I just want to make sure that you're doing alright. Then I'll sleep."
Misty shook her head. "Nah, I'm fine, go ahead and sleep now." She stood up and maneuvered Cordelia towards the staircase. "I didn't always live in the swamps, I can turn off an oven!"
Cordelia chuckled. "Fine," she gave in. "But feel free to get me if you need anything. And we can talk about what happened tomorrow, alright?"
Misty nodded. "Alright, I will. I'll see you in the morning."
Cordelia started to walk up the stairs when she remembered something. "Misty!" she called. Misty turned around. "Queenie came back, so you're going to be sleeping in Nan's bed, it's the same room as Queenie's. Also, she moved your clothes, so I'll lay one of my nightshirts out for you in the bathroom so you don't have to sleep in the same clothes."
"Did she move my music as well?" Misty asked.
Cordelia smiled. "No, I made sure to keep your music safe. It's in my closet, I'll put it with the nightshirt, alright?"
Misty nodded. "Yeah, that sounds good. Thanks for everythin' you've been doin'."
Cordelia smiled and headed up to her room to gather her stuff for Misty.
Cordelia awoke to a faint knocking at her door. She looked at the clock; it was 6:02 AM. "Yeah, come in," she said, as she yawned. Misty poked her head into the room.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake ya," Misty said as she slowly walked in, closing the door behind her.
"No, no, it's really alright. What's the problem?" Cordelia asked as she sat up.
"Well, I don't mean to intrude, but I was wondering if I could sleep in your room? On the floor maybe?" Misty fiddled with the sleeve of her shirt. "And maybe with the light on?"
Cordelia looked over to the lamp on her desk. She didn't bother to turn it on before she went to bed because it was already so bright from the sun. But she just smiled and nodded. "Of course, Misty, go ahead," she said. As Misty turned on the light, Cordelia took a look at the floor; it looked cold and unpleasant. "Misty, would you rather share the bed with me? We could both fit," she suggested. Misty lit up.
"Oh thank you Miss Cordelia, I was hopin' you'd say that. But are you sure that's alright? The floor is just as okay, you've been generous enough already!"
"It's perfectly alright," Cordelia moved over to make more room for Misty. Misty hesitantly climbed under the covers with her.
"Ya know, you can kick me out anytime, it'd be alright with me," she reminded Cordelia. Cordelia lay back down and faced her, shaking her head.
"Misty, if you don't mind me asking, why did you want to sleep here? Was Queenie mean or anything?"
Misty shrugged. "It really was a combination of things, ya know? But yeah, Queenie was one of the reasons why I moved." Misty sighed and continued on. "I wanted to have the lights on. Or at least one. It was already sunny outside, but not enough for me. Ever since that goddamn tomb…" Misty stopped as her voice cracked. Cordelia reached out and rested her hand on Misty's arm. "I don't like the darkness. I used to not mind as much, I only disliked it 'cause it was too gloomy. But now I despise it," she whispered, looking up at Cordelia.
"I don't like the dark, either," Cordelia admitted, not breaking eye contact. "Every night I need a form of light in my room. That lamp would've been on, except it was already day by the time I went to bed. Ever since I went blind, I just have this fear that I'll wake up blind again. So the lamps will ensure I'll always see." Cordelia paused, and then scoffed, "And it didn't help that an axe murderer attacked me in here."
"You were attacked by an axe murderer here?" Misty asked, incredulously. Cordelia nodded. "While you were blind? Are they gone?" Cordelia nodded again. "Wow, I can't imagine being that brave," Misty looked down.
"Brave?" Cordelia asked, laughing.
"Yes, brave! I wouldn't be able to sleep in this room, or even sleep at all! I'd be terrified that he'd come back. But look at you, sleeping here every night. I could only dream of being as strong as you are."
Cordelia moved her hand from Misty's arm and used it to bring up Misty's face. She leaned in, only a couple inches apart. Misty felt Cordelia's breath on her nose. "Listen to me, you are incredibly strong. You have been through so much. You were burned by your friends, targeted by witch hunters, and stuck in a grave for four days. You have made it through so much and are still standing. Even if you don't think that you're brave, you have to know that you are the strongest person I've met."
"I'm not brave," Misty blurted out, a tear streaming down her face. "One of the other reasons I left Queenie is because of Madison. I'm scared of her. And there's less chance of her finding out that I'm back if I'm with Queenie, than if I'm with you."
"Madison? Wait- was she the one who put you there? Put you in that tomb?" Cordelia fumed. How dare she do that to Misty? And think that she could get away with it? She was furious.
Misty nodded, crying. "I'm mad at her, but also scared. She's so much more powerful than me, if I confront her, what if she gets me again?"
Cordelia grabbed a tissue from the box next to her bed and gently wiped off Misty's tears. "I'll keep her from you," she vowed.
"When she stuck me there, I thought I was going to die. I didn't think that anyone would ever find me and I'd die in there, alone. I didn't wanna die alone in some dark box." Cordelia held Misty as she sobbed in her arms. Finally Misty looked up. "Thank you for letting me stay with you, Miss Cordelia. We should talk later, I think I wanna sleep now," she said, her voice shaking. Cordelia nodded and quickly thumbed off the last couple of tears. Misty rolled over and placed her back against Cordelia's stomach.
"Misty, please call me Cordelia," she said, as she wrapped her arms around Misty's middle. Misty held Cordelia's hands and smiled to herself.
"Alright, I will, Cordelia," she replied, closing her eyes.
Cordelia lay there for a minute and nuzzled her nose into Misty's hair. "Goodnight," she whispered, but Misty was already asleep.
Hopefully their interactions were cute enough, I thought it was!
Incase you were wondering, "Mea vitam ad tibi" means "My life to you". I'm not very far in for Latin so it's a bit basic, but idk.
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