"Well, thank you helpy-helperton!" She flopped onto the bed.
Henry leaned over and brushed a strand of hair off of her beautiful face, "Vicki, we all have our skeletons, I have mine, you have yours and your mother, well, she has some interesting ones apparently. Does it make her any less the mother you know and love and besides, isn't this the pot calling the kettle black?" he asked raising an eyebrow at her.
Vicki knew he was right, she couldn't argue. She would have to deal with things eventually, including how she felt about the fact that her mother had sent her father away. But, as Henry also pointed out, her father could have tried to contact her after she was an adult. He had, after all, confronted Maggie. She didn't know what to think but she was so tired, she didn't care.
She snuggled into the crook of Henry's arm and inhaled his scent. She quickly fell asleep, the day's events tiring her. She fell into a dream, one that she often had, but never liked.
She was on the playground again, this time however, she was sitting on a bench, watching two children play. They were young, blonde maybe 3 or 4 years old. They were giggling and looking over at her every so often.
"Mommy," one of the children yelled towards her," mommy, it's okay, we are fine. Don't worry anymore..." and with that, Vicki fell deeply into sleep, unaware that a tear was slipping down her cheek. Henry was aware though, he had stared at her the entire time and seen her dream, something he didn't often get to do. He smiled as a tear too slipped down his cheek.
Henry entered the living room to find Marjory sitting up on the sofa, looking at nothing in particular.
"Oh, sorry, thought you were asleep," Henry said, beginning to retreat into his room.
"No, no, " she patted the sofa, "come sit. Let's talk" she smiled at him. Henry sat down beside her, feeling a little odd yet at ease.
"So, I guess you heard." He told her no, that Vicki had filled him in.
"Ah, politeness too. You are a picture of perfection, that's what scares her you know. She's always ready for the other shoe to drop. Her hormones are out of whack now, but give it a few weeks and she'll be back to the old I-Have-To-Have-A-Brick-Wall-Up-To-Protect-Myself Vicki." she laughed as she finished.
"I don't understand." Henry truly looked puzzled.
"Well, her hormones are still adjusting, certainly you can sense that in her. I feel that she is carrying twins, " she looked at him suspiciously as if he knew.
"Well, we've been told she might be, we won't know until the first visit of course, why do you say that?" Henry was now intrigued at this woman, she was amazing, much more than he expected.
"Just a guess really, it's her turn and with her luck it will be. At any rate, I can't stay." she announced. It was then that Henry noticed she was already packed.
"What! You're leaving? In the middle of the night? What about those things you told her? You can't leave without finishing." Henry was distraught. Vicki would be f-ing pissed, he thought to himself, if he let her mother leave and hormones or no hormones, that would not help her anger...not one bit.
"Look, Henry, there will be another time. Right now, you two need time to rest and sort things through. You need to figure out what you will do. I will be here, when she's ready. Let me tell you one thing though," her eyes changed color for a split second, if Henry hadn't been looking, he would have missed it, "she is not going to feel safe about this pregnancy until she passes the mark where she lost Christian. Do you understand?" Again her eyes changed, what the hell? And what were all of these thoughts in his head...
"Yes, I do." Henry could sense nothing in her but truth. He shook it off..
"She won't be angry, she will just be perturbed because she'll PI on me and want answers. I, however, like intrigue!" with that, Henry's buzzer went off, it was the doorman. He announced that a cab was here.
"I could have driven you." Henry stated.
"Yes, I know," she sighed, "but then, you would have to explain to Miss Congeniality in there why you didn't wake her. Let me look at her one last time before I leave and I'll go." she reached out to Henry and embraced him in a motherly hug, lightly pecking him on the cheek.
"Oh, I miss my vampire too, he moved on, I got old, same old, same old." she patted him on the cheek, Henry watching her in awe.
She tiptoed into Henry's bedroom and looked down at her peacefully sleeping daughter.
"My child, " she whispered so softly, as not to wake Vicki, "I hope to see you again, but if I don't Henry has my memories, he will tell you..." she kissed her on the forehead, Vicki stirred, mumbled without waking, "Love you mom.."
"Love you to Vicki..." and her mom was gone...