Chapter 2: Desdemona's Birthday
October 31, 2005
Desi's birthday party went fairly well, if one ignored the underlining tension between the two elder Malfoy women. And her second party went a hundred times better in her and Ciara's minds. So the teenagers were quite happy with the weekend.
As for the adults, they just tried to ignore whatever bad mood Isáwien seemed to be in and the fact that Jamie and Isáwien were not talking; a quite confusing turn of events for the group that had never truly seen them fight since Jamie's memory returned in its entirety.
Of course, on the other hand, the only people who knew about Isáwien's pregnancy were Severus, Gilly, Tessa, and Isáwien herself. And the three had been sworn to secrecy until Isáwien was prepared to tell the others. Of course the three knew better by now than to get her angry. She did not have very good control on her magic with her emotions and hormones being so utterly insane.
For the most part that weekend, Jamie avoided Isáwien at all costs, and Isáwien was getting a bit frustrated that she would not even look at her when they were at dinner. So, she finally decided enough was enough while Desi was having her second party, which was being monitored by Harry, Hermione, and the other fairly 'cool' members of the family. Well, those who Desi was not concerned about embarrassing her.
Severus and Lucius had gone off to calm the old man down as he seemed entirely too jittery. And Isáwien took her chance. Quickly making her way upstairs, she knocked on Jamie and Lucius' door. If they were never going to talk again, the least she felt she deserved was a chance to find out WHY.
"Father, is something wro…" Jamie trailed off when she noticed exactly who it was that had knocked on her door. "Yes?"
"Good evening to you, Darling Girl," Isáwien replied softly, not exactly enjoying her reception. But she really should not have expected anything...
"What do you want, Isáwien?" snapped Jamie as she continued to block the doorway.
"To talk, my Dear," she replied calmly. She was not going to lose control of her temper again today.
"So talk," instructed Jamie coldly, sounding an awful lot like Lucius.
"May I come in?" Isáwien replied evenly.
Jamie stepped back and opened the door further to allow Isáwien to pass before turning around to face her friend, her hand still on the door handle. "What do you want?" Jamie asked for a second time.
"To find out what's been going on, Jyn," Isáwien replied softly, not missing that she was still rather irate almost.
"There is nothing going on that you need concern yourself over," replied Jamie. "Now if that's everything I have some studying to do before Luc returns," she said opening the door once more.
"Damn it, Jamie. It does concern me! You're my sister, my best friend, and my BLASTED daughter. And for some unknown reason you and my brother have been blocking me since Dawn and Debbie's wedding," Isáwien snapped.
"Your point being?" Jamie snarled raising a sardonic eyebrow.
"My point being that you're family and my best friend. And you have been shutting me out for some ungodly reason."
"I'm not 'shutting you out' as you put it," sneered Jamie. "I'd actually have to be able to hear you in order to do that, now if you don't mind I have work to do."
"WELL THEN, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" Isáwien yelled as she waved a hand and the door slammed shut.
"Trying to study," Jamie sighed in frustration.
"That isn't what I'm talking about and you know it," Isáwien growled as she sunk into a chair she conjured quickly.
"Then what are you talking about?" questioned Jamie as she crossed her arms across her chest.
"I'm talking about you not responding to any letters I've sent. Blocking me. And you seem to have no problem telling people things in your life, including your father, yet you have kept me in the dark this entire time," Isáwien replied evenly.
"Since when do you care?" Jamie asked coldly, the iciness of her voice increasing. "And I told you I'm not blocking you," Jamie finished walking over to the window, keeping her back to Isáwien.
"Yeah right, and I'm Cassandra herself."
"I have no reason to block you Isáwien because as I said, I. Can't. Hear. You."
"Why the hell not," Isáwien snapped in frustration this time.
"Because the only person in here…" Jamie said, tapping her temple as she turned to face Isáwien "is me. It was Luc's idea. He thought it would be best if I was able to study undisturbed so we found a potion that shuts off the connection permanently."
"Permanently?" Isáwien asked in shock. "But your daughter...the bonding...just because you can't hear it doesn't mean that the lot of us aren't there...it could drive you insane one day..." Isáwien muttered in her shock. "HAS HE LOST HIS EVERLOVING MIND?!"
"Luc is not crazy," Jamie snapped. "He did it to protect me."
"Well, what is he going to do when you lose your mind because of this?!" Isáwien snapped back. "Stupid bloody men. Why they were created..." she muttered under her breath.
"I am not going to go crazy, Isáwien. The potion shuts the voices off, it keeps you out of my head," snapped Jamie. "And leave my husband out of this. As I said he did this to protect me!"
"What the hell is going on with you lately?" Isáwien growled as she sat back in her chair and watched Jamie almost calculatingly
"Nothing that concerns you," snapped Jamie as she stalked towards the door.
"That's bull shite and you know it," Isáwien shot back.
"Why do you care?" snarled Jamie spinning back to face Isáwien, her eyes flashing black.
"Because you're my best friend and the only sister I bloody well have, damn it."
"Like that really matters to you," replied Jamie. /-/You will not cry Jamie. She doesn't deserve your tears./-/
"Of course it damn well matters to me," Isáwien snapped back. /-/Have to get my temper in check here girl./-/
"Well you could have fooled me," replied Jamie, harshly wiping away a stray tear.
"What are you talking about?" Isáwien asked confused.
"I think you know exactly what I'm talking about," replied Jamie.
"Actually, I don't." Isáwien replied even more confused. /-/It is not good to make a pregnant woman angry, and then confused...I'm not going to cry so help me...Hell I need a break from life...No, I need my best friend./-/
"July thirty-first," snarled Jamie. "Ring any bells?"
"I sent you a letter..." Isáwien replied confused by her reaction.
"A letter full of nothing but excuses," replied Jamie, hurt lacing her voice as she wrapped her arms around her middle in a defensive posture.
"I tried to come. But you know how impossible that man is...God Jyn, do you think I honestly wanted to be there in France and not with you?" Isáwien asked shocked that she would think such a thing.
"Don't you dare blame this on my Father, Isá!" snarled Jamie defensively. "It's not his fault you decided to reject your best friend on her birthday."
"I wasn't with your father," Isáwien replied completely confounded.
"You know what? I don't care who the bloody hell you were with because they obviously mean more to you than I do!"
"Damn it woman, will you quit jumping to conclusions. I went to France because Methos wrote that Joe had been attacked by a Boggart. I didn't think to question why a Boggart was in Methos' house until after I was there. By then I was being attacked by Methos crying because Duncan and Amanda were in Russia for God only knows what reason and Joe was back in the States at a Watcher's meeting. And every time I tried to leave the bloody man burst into tears," Isáwien explained before shaking her head. "Besides, it was a bit hard to leave since the man had me tied to a chair and was begging at my feet. And I couldn't very well decapitate him without getting in trouble with the rest of the world."
"So, what you're telling me is that the all powerful Dark Queen can't get herself out of a little bondage and for crying out loud the man is over 5000 years old for Merlin's sake, Isá. You obviously didn't try hard enough. You have no idea what you did to me by not showing up."
"I'm sorry Jyn. I felt horrible for it. But I don't understand why that means you won't talk to me," Isáwien tried.
"You felt horrible?" Jamie asked incredulously. "That is nothing compared to how I felt. I refused to leave my room for a week before Luc finally said enough and brought me back to France. You have no idea what your rejection did to me."
"I can imagine, my Darling Girl," Isáwien snapped back before closing her eyes. "I'm sorry. But I've been going through the same thing not hearing from you," she continued softer.
"No Isá, you can't imagine it," replied Jamie, her voice strained with emotion. "When you chose to stay away from me, yes Isá, you chose to stay away, you proved what I always feared was right."
"Damn it woman. I only chose to stay away after I found out that you were obviously avoiding me. And then I wasn't exactly in control of my emotions anyway. Just ask your father," Isáwien argued. /-/Bad temper, bad. But I can't exactly stop it now...who knows; maybe it will do us good to get into an all out temper fight./-/
"Why should I spend time around a person who thinks so little of me after all these years?" demanded Jamie.
"What makes you think I think so little of you?!"
"Oh I don't know, maybe the fact that you missed my twenty-fifth birthday because you were either too lazy to do anything about it or too concerned about upsetting your poor Methos to make an appearance," replied Jamie. "I don't buy the whole 'I was tied to a chair' shite because I know you and I know what you're capable of. You could have easily gotten out of the situation but you obviously didn't want to get out of it."
"How many times do I have to tell you I'm sorry and for you to believe it's true," Isáwien began with a sigh. "Besides, I wanted to be with you. AND I was tied to a chair. One I couldn't get out of now matter how much I wanted to. I wasn't exactly in control of my powers then alright," she snapped bitterly. That had not been her proudest moment in life.
"And it only took you what two weeks to bother apologizing to me?" replied Jamie, hurt and anger in her voice. "I find it a little hard to believe that Methos would keep you tied to a chair for that long. And did it never occur to you to tell him why you couldn't stay? Maybe he would have liked to come along, did you ever think about that? No, of course not, why would you," sneered Jamie, stalking back over to the window.
"You're right. I didn't think about that. I was sort of in a bit of a panic because my powers weren't working right," Isáwien snapped back. /-/Crap,/-/ she thought as she felt the familiar lightening spark between her fingers. Concentrating she forced it to stop before it moved past her hands. /-/I will not destroy anything in their room./-/
"Two weeks Isá, what did you expect from me? That I would be so overjoyed that you bothered to even write to me when you couldn't be bothered enough to even just fire-call on my birthday let alone a little mental 'Happy Birthday, sorry I can't be there since Methos has me tied to a bloody chair'?" asked Jamie quietly, her back to the room hiding her tears in the window. "When you never bothered to contact me in any way it all but destroyed me."
"Jyn, I'm sorry. But I couldn't do any magic. Period. Fire-calls were out, and I couldn't reach you mentally either. My mind was too messed up for my thoughts to be able to make a connection across the distance. Gods know I tried. Ask Methos if you don't believe me."
"Even if I do believe you that still doesn't explain why it took you two weeks to write to me," replied Jamie. "I think that's what hurt the most and why Lucius suggested the potion," she said barely louder than a whisper.
"I didn't leave Paris for two weeks. I had no way of getting an owl or contacting Fearchar. And I didn't have an address to attempt the Muggle way of writing..." Isáwien explained wearily.
"And what of Shields? Or was he tied up as well? Jamie asked tiredly.
"I stupidly went without Shields. He had been out prowling. And with my powers being a lack there of, and my mental connections out of play, he could not locate me to apparate to me. Which that in itself was impossible, he can't apparate out of a country, which is why he travels by Floo or apparates with me." Isáwien explained softly. She had not heard the end of it from the tiger for days after she finally returned.
"And you're supposed to be the bloody Dark Queen of all things," muttered Jamie. "I have to wonder how you ever managed to survive Lucius' bounty hunters all those years or even what my father sees in you, never mind what Tom must have."
"Sssstrange Blonde persssson has upsssset Missstressssss," came a hissing voice from the floor at Jamie's feet.
"It'ssss all right Alessssssssandra," hissed Jamie in response.
"It issss not all right Missstressssss, Masssster tell Alessssssssandra to protect Missstressssss and thissss perssssson is upsssseting Missstressssss," protested Alessandra, a young diamond back python.
"When did you get a snake?" Isáwien asked softly as she stood up.
"She was a gift," replied Jamie as she bent down and let Alessandra wrap around her wrist. "From Lucius for my birthday."
"Beautiful snake," she replied softly. /-/Way too many snakes in this world,/-/ she thought with a slight shudder, which Jamie did not see fortunately.
"She is apparently one of Nagini's or so Luc said," explained Jamie quietly, not looking at Isáwien.
"That's why she looked familiar," Isáwien began as she started towards the door. "Next month, at the request of a good amount of our combined family, we are having a reception for your father and my wedding. We would both appreciate it if you were there. But I won't expect you to be maid of honour for the night... unless you wanted to that is. It's going to be after our actual wedding date, I didn't want to take away from both of our first anniversaries that way," she explained softly as she reached the door then looked back at Jamie. "We won't get anywhere tonight, perhaps ever... who knows. But if this is the end, we did have some great years didn't we..." she paused with a sad smile. "Goodnight Jyn girl," she added softly before leaving the room and closing the door behind her.
When Lucius returned to the Estate he found Jamie sitting on the floor in front of the window, her head buried in her knees, where she had collapsed to the floor hours earlier giving into her tears as the last of her energy drained from her after Isáwien had left. Lucius easily picked up his wife, then apparated to their home, setting her down on their bed. Once there he waited with her as she cried herself to sleep, then rose and apparated back to Malfoy Estate, intent on one thing. "ISÁWIEN!" he yelled as he stormed through the Estate, the house rattling with his barely controlled magic. Unfortunately, he did not find her immediately, instead finding her husband pacing the living room downstairs. "Where's your wife Snape?" snarled Lucius.
"Lucius? What are doing back down here?" Severus asked as he spotted the other man.
"I've just come from the Chateau Severus, where I've had to watch your daughter and my wife, cry herself to sleep once more. I never should have agreed to bring her, I knew it was a mistake," replied Lucius, the anger and fury in his voice turning into worry.
"So, something did happen tonight that we missed," Severus replied only slightly surprised.
"When I returned to the room, I found Jamie curled up next to the window crying with Alessandra wrapped around her wrist in a protective manner," explained Lucius. "She's only just fallen asleep. She hasn't been this bad since…"
"Since?" Severus began concerned.
"Since Isáwien chose to be elsewhere on her best friend's birthday than with her in Los Angeles," Lucius sighed, collapsing into one of the chairs by the fireplace.
"Oh that..." Severus began as he sat down. "I don't know details. Isáwien hasn't been talking to me much lately other than when she's trying to injure me... But from what I understand, she didn't exactly choose to be elsewhere. She had no choice in the last minute trip to Paris, details of which I don't know. Again, she's not talking to me," Severus explained.
"I don't think it's so much Isáwien's sudden need to be in Paris that upset Jamie so much as the complete lack of contact from the one person who had truly never deserted her in everything she's had to go through in her short life," commented Lucius. "As you know the three of us can speak to one another with our thoughts but there wasn't even that and I think that's what really upset Jamie. The fact that her best friend…her lifeline in this world couldn't even find the time to wish her a happy birthday in her thoughts."
"I can't understand what happened that time. I was stuck at Potter Residence thanks to some freak storm and a freak reaction to our magical means of transportation," Severus began. "But I can say this, other than her insane mood swings and temper fits, she is also a complete wreak as of late. So I highly doubt she did it intentionally."
"Did you know it was a full two weeks before Jamie heard anything from Isáwien?" asked Lucius curiously.
"It was a full two weeks before she returned from Paris according to the house-elves. Then again that's how long it took us to be able to leave Potter Residence, and she was gone until the day after I returned. She had to run to the Castle for something... My guess is that she wasn't able to contact Jamie for some reason. From what I understand Shields wasn't even with her the entire time, she left without him, and he was stuck here the entire time," Severus added because it did seem to coincide with the theory.
"It had better have been a life or death situation Severus for her not to even send a mental thought Jamie's way. I think the lack of contact did more damage then not actually showing up," Lucius mused sadly. "I haven't seen Jamie this distraught since she nearly took her life last year and it's killing me to watch her slowly waste away. It's part of the reason I wrote to you about the thought blocking potion in the first place."
"Yes about that, can you possibly actually explain why you wanted to know about a potion of that type? Especially as it is so dangerous when used in a long-term situation?" Severus asked with an almost potion master's type look.
"I wanted it for Jamie…"
"YOU WHAT!" Severus yelled. "Lucius you do realize the complications of that potion. WHY the ministry doesn't allow it to be taught anywhere since the seventies. AND WHY people are arrested for selling it!"
"I am well aware of the implications Severus, as you did include them with the potion when you sent it," replied Lucius. "I was trying to bring Jamie some peace of mind. I thought that maybe if she couldn't hear anyone's thought's but her own that maybe it would help ease the pain of Isáwien's lack of contact, mental or otherwise. It seemed to be working that is until we arrived here yesterday. I'm afraid for her Severus and I don't know what to do to help her. She's lost so much weight since her birthday I'm starting to grow concerned and I don't know what else to do to help her except to be there to pick up the pieces of her shattered spirit."
"I don't know what to say Lucius. The only person who might have answers for you has barricaded herself in her old chambers, which is no doubt why she didn't hear you when you shouted. Her old chambers are in the south wing, while as you know the rest of us are staying in the North wing."
"Then I best go find her," commented Lucius as he rose from his chair. "Oh and Severus, just so you know, Jamie isn't the only one to have taken your potion," and with that Lucius walked from the room in search of his sister.
"Bloody idiots the lot of them," Severus muttered as he summoned a blanket and pillow so he could get some sleep. He had given up trying to go back to their chambers after his almost decapitation thanks to a vase earlier that night.
Once Lucius reached the South Wing, his anger had returned along with a major dose of worry for Jamie, luckily she was still sleeping; he had used the same spell he had used on her years ago to let him know when she woke. Locating the correct door, thanks to the large and rather put out looking tiger lying in front of it, he started banging on the door. "Isáwien! I know you're in there!"
"Go away Lucius!" Isáwien yelled through the door.
"Like hell Isáwien," growled Lucius in response. "I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what the hell you're doing destroying your best friend the way you are."
"If you don't leave you'll be destroying her even more Lucius. Don't risk dying tonight," Isáwien snapped still not opening the door.
"Enough with the idle threats Isáwien, you can't kill me and you know it," replied Lucius angrily. "I'm your equal in more ways than Severus. Now open this bloody door before I blast it off its hinges."
"Damn you Lucius!" Isáwien yelled as she opened the door. "Do you have a death wish to think that your Lord's Queen isn't more powerful than you?! And lets not forget that I am a Higginbotham, which you also don't share my darling brother. And if I've nearly killed my husband a few dozen times in the last few weeks, what makes you think that there is a chance I might not repeat that event with you?" she added almost sarcastically. "And last I checked Jyn does need you. She may have lost her best friend thanks to events we can't change or fix, she doesn't need to lose her husband, true love, and bond as well."
"And whose fault is it that my wife has lost her best friend?" Lucius snapped in return as he forced his way into the room. "Do you have any idea what you've put the poor child through?"
"I've already been through this with your wife Lucius." Isáwien replied turning to face him and leaning against the doorjamb. "And I highly doubt she would appreciate being called a child by you of all people," she added softer.
"Well now you're going to through it with me as I was the one that has had to watch your best friend slowly killing herself," Lucius pointed out. "And as for my calling her a child, it's nothing she hasn't heard me use before and she knows I don't mean anything derogatory by it, it is a term of endearment I use for her when she gets as upset as she has been."
"Then why aren't you with her when she needs you Lucius," Isáwien pointed out wearily.
"I'm monitoring her as we speak Isáwien, the same way I did at Riddle House all those years ago and as it is I just spent the last hour holding her as she cried herself to sleep," explained Lucius.
"Oh," she replied looking away from him. "Lucius, why don't you just go back home to your wife. We are never going to solve this. All we have now is the memories to look back on. Let it be that way instead of making things worse than they are now," she replied softly before straightening to leave the room. "We're all better off this way. For Jyn's sake as well as our own," she added sadly before taking the first step to leave the room.
"Do you really want to be attending the funeral of your best friend within the next year?" Lucius asked in quiet defeat as Isáwien neared the door. "At the rate she's going I'll be surprised if she sees her next birthday."
"Then give her a reason to live," Isáwien replied as she turned towards him. "She has a daughter, a granddaughter, a sister who are all children. They need her. As will the sibling that joins her within the year. Remind her of those who love her, those who she doesn't have to worry about betraying her in some way. Her siblings need her. They are going to need her even more in a few years," Isáwien added without realizing it.
"Don't you think I've tried that already? Isáwien please, I don't care what you do or how you do it but you have to convince Jamie that your absence on her birthday was in no way a rejection of her," pleaded Lucius, desperation entering his voice. "Her greatest fear after losing me is losing you. You have been there for Jamie, without question or judgement through every ordeal she's had to face in her young life. She blames herself for your absence that day. She thinks she's done something to finally drive away the one person she thought would never leave her no matter what, and after your behaviour and your words just now I'm tempted to agree with you and tell Jamie she's better off without you in her life. But I can't do that Isáwien because I know what you mean to her and I know what this is doing to her. Isáwien, please, I'm begging you, if not for my sake, then do it for Jamie and for yourself, mend this rift between you. Please Isáwien, the fates have been cruel enough to take away my daughter, please don't let them take Jamie as well," he finished, his voice barely above a whisper.
"What do you want me to say Lucius? What do you think I can do to make her believe it isn't her fault? Don't you think I tried to explain what happened? At least as much as I allow myself to admit to people...And don't even go there, Lucius, because I'm not telling you. I haven't even told Severus so just let it go," she hissed at him before turning and walking to the window. "There's nothing I can do Lucius. Jyn will never forgive me. She doesn't even believe in me anymore. After tonight..." she trailed off for a moment. "We may never be able to go back Lucius. That's a fact we all have to accept. Besides, I doubt your wife will talk to me again...Hang on...your daughter?" Isáwien asked turning to him in confusion.
"Like I said Isáwien I don't care what you do but this rift is killing Jamie. And yes Isáwien…my daughter," Lucius sighed sadly. "Jamie miscarried just over a week ago."
"Bloody hell... I'm sorry Lucius," Isáwien murmured in shock and sorrow. "I can surmise what happened..." she continued softly. /-/Another reason to not let the world know just yet. To watch my pregnancy after losing their own child...Why can't you women let us be happy?/-/ she asked the fates in her mind. Although as usual as of late, they remained silent.
"I don't think you can Isáwien," replied Lucius quietly. "She just lost too much weight. Her poor body can barely keep her alive as it is, never mind a second life."
"That's what I had guessed happened, among other things," Isáwien replied sadly. "Lucius... I don't think there's anything I can do. But perhaps you can."
"And what exactly would you suggest Isáwien?" asked Lucius, rubbing his eyes tiredly. "I've tried everything and the only thing I believe will work would be getting her friend back. Someone who knows her and knows what she's going through."
"But how do you suggest we do that when she no doubt will not talk to me again, Lucius. Besides, being around me is not a safe thing anymore. It's a bloody miracle I haven't nearly killed you in some way tonight. Which reminds me, I really need to fix this room now," she mused looking around at the room tornado that used to be a room. "But, you can take something to her," she continued turning to Lucius.
"And what might that be?" Lucius asked in tired defeat, completely at a loss as to how to help his wife.
"Give her this," Isáwien replied floating a scroll over to him. "I did it before you arrived. I was going to mail it... but this way there's less chance of her destroying it before listening. It's like a Howler in the sense that it talks... Well actually it sings. But yes. And even if we never do get things back, maybe this will help her move on," she added softly. "It's going to be alright Lucius."
Lucius nodded as he took the scroll. "I'll make sure she gets this," he said quietly before apparating from the room.
Sinking to the floor Isáwien looked up out the window at the moon. "You have to make things right for her. If you women don't, then she isn't going to make it after I run out of time. And they all need her damn it," she seethed at the fates.
Moments later Lucius appeared back in their bedroom to find Jamie sleeping fitfully. He was worried; more so than he had let his sister know. She was too thin, too sad, too lost in her pain. And he could not save her. That was killing him almost as much as watching her slip away. Setting the scroll on the side table, he carefully slipped into the bed and pulled her close, hoping he did not wake her.
"Luc?" Jamie asked quietly when she felt Lucius' arms encircle her.
"How are you feeling Sweetheart?" Lucius asked softly.
"It hurts Luc. I miss her so much," Jamie replied quietly burying her face in Lucius' chest.
"I know Baby," Lucius replied softly as he pulled her close. "This is for you," he continued as he floated the scroll over to them.
"What is it?" asked Jamie as she tried shakily to sit up, only have Lucius help her by sitting up against the headboard and resting her back against his chest.
"Something that might help…I hope," he replied softly handing her the scroll. "Do you want me to stay? Or give you a few moments by yourself?" he asked not really wanting to leave, but knowing she might need the time alone. "It's from her," he added carefully.
"Oh," replied Jamie shakily. "Please stay," she pleaded needing the comfort only he could provide.
"Of course." he assured her quickly as he gave her a light hug.
Jamie carefully slit the purple wax seal holding the scroll closed before slowly unrolling it with trembling hands.
"Dearest Jyn," Isáwien's voice filled the room. "Baby Girl you have no idea how sorry I am for what has happened. And nothing I say will make things right. But if this is the end, if we are destined to a life lived only as family and nothing more. We'll always have our memories of the good times. But, before we say goodbye to what was, never forget how much I love you, how much I always will," they heard her take a breath before she softly started to sing.
"When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark
At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of the lark
Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown
Walk on walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk alone
When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark
At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of the lark
Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown
Walk on walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk
You'll never walk
You'll never walk alone."
"Oh Gods Luc, what have I done? I don't know how to fix this…I don't even know if I can…" Jamie sobbed quietly.
"Gods, you women are too alike." Lucius groaned softly. "You both think you can't fix it... but after that, I don't think you have to Sweetheart. You can both move on. Just talk about what happened, and then let it go. We all make mistakes; it's what makes us human, Jamie. But you've gotten through everything else in this life, I know you'll get through this too," he added softly.
"I hope you're right Lucius," commented Jamie quietly. "I hope you're right."
"Come, get some sleep baby. We'll fix things tomorrow. Tonight you need your rest," Lucius replied with a soft smile as he took the scroll and set it aside. "It's going to be alright," he added quoting his sister.