Yea, so uhm... Hi!
I know I haven't updated recently but there was a major upheaval in my life and... Well, let's just say things are finally STARTING to calm down, and the writters block is lifting.
Anywho, thanks for your patience!
Hugs, kisses, and Cookies!
Miskumi^.^
The drive home was deathly silent in the Kennish car. Kathryn's tears had stopped, though she still had no words. John was deep in thought, driving carefully and cautiously. Every once in a while, he glanced in his mirror, checking on Daphne.
The child sat in silence, tears running down her face. God only knew what was running through her head, and John could say nothing to comfort her. Daphne looked in one direction only, and that was out the window, hoping to see something familiar.
The farther from the meeting place and closer to the Kennish house they moved, the more Daphne squirmed in her seat. She began looking more and more agitated, and suddenly she screamed. Kathryn jumped, her hand fluttering to her throat, and John hit the brakes. Pulling over to the side of the road, they both looked back at the strawberry blonde in the back seat, who was pulling on the door handle and the buckles to her car seat.
The sight renewed Katheryn's tears, and she hid her face behind her hands. What were they doing? This child belonged to Angelo and Regina. There was no way that this was going to work, that they were going to be able to get their daughter, the true Bay back.
John leaned over and hugged his wife, kissing the top of her head. "It will all be okay, Kathryn. She just needs some time to adjust, okay?" Shifting back into gear, John pulled back into traffic, the sniffles and sobs issuing from the back seat mirroring those from the seat beside him.
Toby was waiting in the living room, peeking out the window. When he saw the car pull in, he ran towards the door in the kitchen, giggling and clapping his hands. He stopped short, looking up at his mom confused when he saw the little strawberry blonde girl in her arms. John leaned down and picked up his son, placing him securely on one hip.
"Toby, this is Daphne." John pointed to the small girl who looked terrified. "She is your sister." Toby looked between his parents confused.
"Where's Bay?" He asked, glaring at the little girl. "Where's my sister?" Kathryn looked at her husband, a slight quiver in her lower lip.
"John…" She whispered, adjusting Daphne's weight.
"No, Kathryn, everything is fine." He turned to his son. "Bay is with her other mommy and daddy. Daphne is your sister." Toby shook his head and pushed away from John. As soon as his feet were on the ground, he ran off, up to his playroom screaming "No no no" The whole way.
"John, this is a disaster." Kathryn set Daphne in Bay's high chair. "Toby is already unhappy, he doesn't understand."
"We just got home Kathryn. He will understand, it will just take some time." She sat in a chair at the kitchen table.
"Maybe we should just call Angelo and Regina, get Bay back." John crouched in front of her. "I don't think this was such a good idea."
"No Kathryn. Give it a couple of days. Things will get easier. Look, Daphne is already adjusting." The toddler was dozing in the high chair, making Kathryn jump up.
"Did Regina send a blanket? A lovey? Something?" John stepped back out to the car, bringing the small suitcase back. He placed it on the counter, popped it open and sifted through the contents.
"Here, Look. A blanket." He pulled it out as Kathryn picked up the dozing toddler. "Lets get her up to Bay's room." His wife nodded, heading towards the stairs.
"Hush now little one, everything will be alright." Kathryn cooed as she carried Daphne to the bed. She didn't even think about the fact that she wasn't heard. Having Daphne on her shoulder, while odd, felt right.
"SHe is already asleep." John whispered softly as his wife placed the toddler into the crib. John placed the blanket over her and stood back, placing an arm around his wife. Kathryn stood, looking down on the toddler.
"She is so beautiful." She spoke, resting her arms on the crib rail. "I wonder if she always slept this easy." John squeezed her shoulders and kissed her temple.
"I get the feeling we will have plenty of time to find out." He spoke tugging on her gently. "Come on, let Daphne sleep.