Healing wounds

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Father and son?

Philippe walked towards D'artagnan staring straight at him.

"Is it true?" he asked "are you my father?"

"Yes Philippe I'am" D'artagnan replied his heart pounding, he wanted to reach forward and hug Philippe, but he knew that wouldn't be welcomed by the young man. He knew he would just have to wait and see what Philippe wanted.

Philippe was confused, here was a man that said he was his father, but had never come to see him or had anything to do with him until now. Question's filled his head making it hard to think.

"If your my father why did you let me be taken away? and why did you let my brother encase me in that mask?, why weren't you there?" Philippe his voice full of desperation.

D'artagnan reached forward and gently but his hand on Philippe's face, making sure Philippe could see his eyes when he spoke.

"When you were born the old king feared that having two princes the same age would bring war to the country, he thought that you might fight each other for the throne, so he told your mother that you had died and sent you away. you're mother fearing that I might follow you into death if I found out that one of our son's had died, never told me that you were born. You see Louis is my son as well but I can never claim him as mine or you mother and I must be put to death for treason. While I would gladly take my punishment for treason, I could never bare the thought of your mother being killed. If I'd of known what the old king had done to you I would have left the musketeers and come looking for you and taken you away with me, back to were I was raised, my mother would have loved to have seen you. But for the mask then I would have spared you that horror if I'd had known.

I stayed in Paris as the Captain of the musketeers so I could guard your mother and brother. You're mother only told me about you a week ago and she sent me to find you, train you to be the king France needs. She told me to tell you that she loves you and she prays that she can see you soon."

D'artagnan gave into his feelings and pulled Philippe into a hug, "I do not expect you to accept me as your father but all ask is allow me to love you and to help train you for your role as king"he said holding his son close.

Philippe was tense at first but relaxed as he realised that his father had being a victim of the old kings plans as well, happiness spread through him, he had found his father and a mother that loved him. he returned his father's hug

When they pulled apart from one other Philippe pulled a chair next to D'artagnan's so he could sit near his father,once he had sat Aramis suddenly kneeled in front of them his head bowed.

"I sorry my friends cause I have sinned against you both, I was the one that took Philippe away the night he was born and I was also the one that moved him to prison on Louis's orders to be placed into that horrible mask. I never told anyone about what id done if I hadn't of done it you two would of known each other sooner and would of being happy." grief coloured his tone as he spoke, he dare not look up at them, he didn't want to see the anger in their eyes.

Gasps filled the room as D'artagnan slowly lowered himself to the floor.

"Aramis we're not angry with you, you were only doing what you were ordered to do by a old fool of a king, then by a selfish youth, you had no choice my friend please get up and know that we still love you."D'artagnan grabbed hold of Aramis and pulled him into a hug.

Slowly they came apart and smiled at one other tears streaming down each of their face's, giggling softly D'artagnan looked round and found tear's in the eyes of the other's in the room.

" Look at us the four great inseparables crying together like babes in their mother's arm's"

Athos stood and came over to them, kneeling on the floor he put his hand out in-between them.

"Lets put the past behind us, forgive and forget, look to the future together and always promise never to keep secrets from each other again,even if their deadly, agreed?"

"Agreed" the other three said joining their hands to his.

"One for all" D'artagnan said.

"All for one" the other finished their motto.

Aramis and Athos got up, walked round behind D'artagnan gently taking him under the shoulders they helped him to stand. Porthos moved a chair underneath him and slowly the others lowered him down onto it.

"Thanks my friends and I'm sorry for my weakness" D'artagnan said frustration colouring his speech.

"Don't be sorry D'artagnan you are wounded and ill, we could never feel that you weak, actually I quite like looking after you, it's nice to have someone depending on me again, for so long I've being alone not even the women distract me for long." Porthos said clamping his hand on D'artagnan's shoulder's

"So what happens now?"Philippe asked

"Tomorrow we continue with your training boy" Athos said

Groaning Philippe turned his puppy eyes look to his new found father, hoping that he could get him spared from Athos's training.

Giggling D'artagnan shook his head "arr I'm sorry son but I can't spare you from Athos's training, I have been trained by Athos and its that training that's kept me alive"he said looking at Athos.

Athos nodded his head then turned back to the bowl that was over the fire, stirring it, to hide the tears that had sprang there at D'artagnan's words.

"Oh but its hard" Philippe moaned.

" Life usually is" D'artagnan said then looking round at all his friends and Raoul gathering them up with one look he then turned and looked at his son said.

"But we will face it together"

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