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Telepathic bond
Chapter 2
Meeting
Driving her small car, Jessica smiled as the two boys in the back were looking out the window with curiosity. Not able to use the car seat because of the weight he had, Dudley was strapped in fairly tight to the car, or as tight as she could make it.
Harry perched in a car seat, being he was of the proper size and weight for it. The little black haired boy was pointing out to his cousin the pretty houses and animals. The overweight child doing the best he can to see what his cousin saw, she could see a temper forming as the seat belt was holding him back.
"Dudley...don't even think about it." She worded softly and yet firmly as she saw a small hand reaching to undo the buckles if it could. "Same for you Harry, both of you stay in your seats."
The two looking rather petulant as both had been caught despite their ages, they obeyed. Weeks ago, Jessica was sure Dudley would have thrown a fit and Harry would have shied away. But over time as they were the only ones the other knew in the orphanage, what made one was starting to rub off on the other.
Dudley was a little calmer and not so demanding of things. Having noticed Harry just asking politely several times, and get what he asked for. The little boy had realized rather then scream for what he wants. That all he had to do was ask.
It was a start to a better life for him.
With Harry, the little boy was starting to assert himself a little bit more as well. Shy around everyone but Dudley at first, they could tell looking at him he was starved for attention and yet, did not trust many adults. His cousin being the only one he knew for sure, they had placed them together in hopes that perhaps they would rub off on one another.
And so far they have been. Both boys have been slowly but surely becoming normal children.
Therefore following the directions given she couldn't help but chuckle as Dudley spoke up. "We a'most t'ere?"
"Yes we are Dudley."
"W'o we meet?" Harry spoke up curiously. His bright green eyes shining within his cherubic features, Jessica was hard pressed not to turn around and pinch his cheeks. Chubbier then what they were when they initially picked him up, the little boy was starting to gain back what was lost during his time with his so called aunt and uncle.
"A nice lady and her husband, you two, they both wish to meet you."
"Weally?" Harry and Dudley both state in unison.
"Yes really." Jessica replied as she realized that they had arrived at the front gates of Sarantha. Driving up to it, she notices the camera and the speaker box next to it, the man's words in her mind as she pushes the button, beneath them to let them know of her arrival.
"Yes?"
"This is Jessica Davidson from Children's Services, I was told to tell you the Prince's brother allows me and my two charges entrance."
The silence lasting for a few moments, Jessica was rewarded as a creaking sound of sorts was made and the gates swung open. "Come in, they are expecting you."
"Thank you."
Driving forward now, Harry and Dudley could not help but do the best they could to look out the windows. The trees and forest around them pretty, the two children were getting antsy as they wanted to get out of the car right that moment and see if it looked as fun as it seemed.
Especially when they heard the howls and barkings of what sounds like dogs within them... "D'dly t'ey have D'ggies!" Harry exclaimed with a bright smile. "M'be see P'ddy!"
The overweight child looking a bit perplexed at the mention of a P'ddy, the boy just shrugged as he nodded his head happily. "T'ink if t'ey wike us, we cud have one?"
A soft smile crossing her lips as the two year old reassures the 3 year old; Jessica stops the car as she gets to the front of the home. Another man with light brown hair and an almost feral like stance about him standing there, he smiled warmly as she got out of the car.
"Jacques and Shea will be right with you shortly, name's Gary. They asked me to help you out with the two boys."
Smiling warmly at the friendly figure in front of her, Jessica nods her head, as he opens the back door. Dudley the first one, who was buckled in tight, Gary looked at her questioningly as to why he was without a car seat.
"They don't fit him...not even the booster seats." She replied softly. "His parents did a number on him weight wise. He has lost weight though and for that we are proud of him aren't we Dudley."
The blonde child beaming as he nods his head, Gary couldn't help but smile as the blue eyes that at first seemed a little dull were shining with joy at the approval. And when she brought out the other child, a black haired boy with vibrant green eyes, Gary couldn't help but look at how he clutched onto the kind woman who held him in her arms.
A little bit of fear in his eyes as he seemed nervous, it was only the small voice of Dudley himself that reassured him. "It all w'ght H'ry! If he do s'meting I kick him and you bite him k?"
"k" He replied with a shy voice as he trusted his cousin. Still not to sure around adults, Jessica knew that as Gary looked to her, that she would have a time or the Dubrinskys would in explaining it to the man as to why Harry was like that.
Still though as she held Harry with one arm and held on to Dudley's hand as it reached out for her, she smiled softly as she followed Gary into the manor house.
Her eyes widening as she took in the elegant and yet homey kind of dwelling, she grinned in delight as the approached a room, that was indeed a parlor. But at the moment had a bunch of toys on the ground for the two children to play with, as already Harry was squirming to get down as Dudley had already let go and raced for them,
The two children smiling as they looked at the trucks and toy soldiers and stuffed animals littering the room, they just went wild and began to play. Harry was talking with a stuffed dog, wolf, and deer animatedly. As his cousin, Dudley was zooming around on his hands and knees with trucks in both hands.
It was this sight that Jacques and Shea would come upon about 10 minutes later. Gary having gone to see about getting some dinner started for them, Jessica smiled as they approached. About to say something, the regal and handsome man shook his head as he held his fingers to his lips.
The red headed woman was approaching the little black haired boy first who was chatting up a storm with the three stuffed animals, when she spoke. "Who are you talking with little one?"
Hearing the warm and feminine voice, that sounded so much like the lady from his dreams, Harry turned around holding at the moment a stuffed dear in his small hands. But as he sees her, his bright green eyes widen as he looks into hers.
"M'mmy?"
Startled by the child's first word upon seeing the red head, Shea could not help but sense his confusion and hope that she was indeed this woman. Searching through the child's mind, Shea saw the childlike image of a woman that looked exactly like her and her heart broke as he reached out to touch her face.
Allowing him to do so, the red head could not help but take the two year old in her arms as he seems to start trembling as if he remembers something terrible.
Jacques...I look just like his mother. Shea whispered with sorrow as she spoke with her husband on their private link. He remembers her protecting him from someone and she died in front of him. And Jacques...the one who did it was a mage of some kind. But that's not all...
What is it then?
The mage by his memory then aimed for him. She responded quietly. Harry here caused the magic to reflect. I think my relatives were mages Jacques. He is filled with memories of his mother and father doing magic in front of him.
Which means more then likely that Harry has magical capability, but still that is odd. Are they fighting amongst themselves? We don't want to get dragged into that mess again. Especially after losing Rhiannon and the Dragonseeker clan years ago which was hard enough. Mikhail will not like this. Especially considering after what Razvan and the others went through when Xavier was still alive. The black haired mused as he got down on the ground with the little blonde boy who was zooming trucks around him. His amusement clearly evident, he entered the child's mind and detected a normal child, who also had magical capibility, but which at the moment still lies dormant. But yet as he watches and listens to the discussions in many memories concerning the black haired boy, Jacques frowned.
I know Wild man. Does Dudley over there remember anything? Shea thought towards him as he can sense something that he doesn't like. Smiling at the same time while she holds Harry as she is unable to answer his innocent question, without hurting him, she looks to the social worker who gives her a sad look of understanding. "I don't know why... He has never done that before."
"Perhaps I look like her. He is still young and it has probably not been that long." Shea whispered as she sniffed the child. Harry just silent and playing with her red curls, the little boy just curled into her with trust that Shea could not bear to part with. This child so desperately needed her to be his mother.
"True...you have a point." Jessica said softly. "But maybe it will help Harry heal."
Nodding her head, she smiled as she sat in a chair and held onto the small child. The other one watching her warily as if she was going to do something to the black haired boy, he began to play again as nothing happened. Zipping around Jacques who got down with him, he was content as he pointed out parts of it to the older black haired man who nodded his head with approval.
But yet, his eyes drifting towards the back where she and Harry were, were definitely not missed as if he was making sure the other boy was all right.
Dudley here has memories. Young Harry over there by all accounts will be a mage as apparently his mother and father both were ones. But his Aunt and Uncle believed him to be a freak and were going to beat it out of him. They deliberately kept him and Dudley apart as they were afraid Harry would 'infect' Dudley, with the magic. In fact, I would say they wanted them to hate each other, conviently forgetting that Dudley could have some as well.
That's terrible. Shea whispered softly as she started to hum a lullaby. Her voice clear and melodic as she did so, she could feel the Harry relax in her arms. The other pausing to listen, Shea smiled as he started to creep a little closer to hear her little tune.
Litte RedHair, I think they like you. Jacques mused as he looked at the Social worker whose thoughts were filled with joy. According to her memories that the dark haired man went through quickly, neither boy had taken to well to those who had an interest in them. Mainly because most of the time they only wanted one or the other. Never both...
Her hopes that both boys would find homes with them, he knew that looking at his wife who allowed the overweight child to lean against her legs as she sung was already taken with both of them. As a doctor, he knew Shea would watch Dudley's eating habits, and perhaps with help from Maryann who was recently mated to Manolito in South America. Recently discovered to be a genuine werewolf, the black woman was also a therapist whose keen senses could sniff out the pain.
And even now as he looks into the eyes of the child who suffered nightmares. Maryann would be helpful in Harry's case.
His eyes warm as he sees said child curling into his wife's warmth even more and her joy as he does so, he looks to his other guest with a smile. "Send us the paperwork we need to sign." Jacques said softly. "I don't think either boy will mind staying with us."
Rubbing at her eyes as she observes the two children eventually fall into a light slumber against the Mrs. Dubrinsky, she nods her head happily.
"I will, and thank you." She said softly. "I think this will be the first time, I won't ever have to worry about any child that I leave alone."
"Good, now if you wish I will show you where they will stay before we return to Romania." Jacques stated warmly as he offered his arm. "So you know and so you can report that they will be well taken care of..."
Taking his arm, Jessica parts only for a moment, to run her hand through the hair of both children who are sleeping. A little whimper coming from Harry, he is quieted down as Shea's song erupts again calming his senses.
All in all the two children were content with the red headed lady who was happy as she spent time with her two new sons. "Ethan will be happy. He will have two little brothers to play with." She said warmly as she held onto both with all her heart.
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"And that is how our new parents became ours." Dudley said with a smile. The blonde man sitting back in his chair, as Harry grins with happy memory. "Our childhood was different then most though."
"True Dudley." The black haired man smiled in memory. "How old were we when we first realized Mom, Dad, and Ethan were different?"
"I think 6 and 7?" The blonde man replied thoughtfully. "I kind of honestly can't remember for sure."
"Still though how we found out was interesting. We were the targets after all at that time."
Shivering with remembered memories the two men look at their guests and sighed. "I suppose you wish to hear about the first attack of the vampires on us then?"
At the various nods, the two men lean back in their chairs as they seemed almost thoughtful.
"If we tell you, you must realize that vampires are not what you expect." Harry said quietly. "What you guys have run into. They were newborns, and compared to what Dad, Uncle Mikhail, Gregori, and the others hunters take out."
Their guests looking at them perplexed, Dudley sighs. "In laymans terms, all of you were facing carpathians that became vampires when they were still young. 300-400 years old or so. There are vampires out there, who are as old as the Twins. 300 years old is easy...1000 years or more, that's difficult but not to bad for most hunters. The vampire that came after us, to strike back at Uncle Mikhail...was 3200 years old...."
