Hey guys, sorry I've been MIA, but I hope you had a great holiday. Now this chapter was broken into two parts so expect part two to be out soon. And for those of you that did not read the Christmas special, I did change Melena's hair color to red. And you should really read it, it takes place between the last chapter and this chapter.
Fourteen months later
Melena Thropp stood under a tree; she wanted to make it a habit to come there at least once a year, but always on this date. Her hand grazed the rock, eyes transfixed on the words written there. Petra Beauchamp, God's Precious Angel. Never in her four hundred years had she properly mourned her daughters' death; there had been no trace of her existence until now. She thought about making one for her other daughter, Nessarose, but knew that there was a grave for her youngest daughter in Oz, not for her oldest. The red haired witch kneeled down, eyelevel to the grave, and began to speak.
"Hey there. I got you these," she placed the lilies on the grave. "I hope you didn't think that I had forgotten about you. I could never, especially not on this day," she gave a small sad smile. The events of that day played in her mind. How she and her family were in prison for two months while she was six months pregnant. The guards came in and dragged her away from her family and held her down even after the doctors had arrived. How she cried and pleaded for them to leave her and her baby alone. The nurses had even looked sympathetic, almost as if they were wishing they could say they were sorry. Even now, she could recall things as clear as day: the pain of the induced labor, the sorrow that overwhelmed her when her daughter was forced from her womb, too early to give her even a small chance. It hurt her that the king called her daughter an "it" and demanded for "it" to be disposed of. The memory of seeing her lifeless daughter being carried out of the room, never even getting a chance to hold her, still haunted her to this day.
Tears rolled down her face as she thought about that day. Her daughter didn't deserve to be treated like trash; if only things were different! Maybe in another life they could had been a happy family. Perhaps she could have had a chance to raise at least one of her daughters. But not in this life, not this Melena.
She sat there for what seemed like hours, lost in her thoughts, until a hand lightly grabbed her shoulder. She turned around and found herself face to face with a green eyed man. He, like the witch, was heartbroken to be there at his daughter's grave. She lightly squeezed his hand for reassurance, trying to convey to him without words that everything would be all right, he was welcome there. As he moved to place fresh flowers over the grave, Melena sank down to the ground. This day was starting to wear on her already fraught nerves, and she felt her head spinning, spinning, spinning with long ago memories that felt as painfully fresh as if they had occurred yesterday, and not centuries ago.
Lost in her thoughts, she nearly jumped when his extended hand brushed against her tense shoulders. She accepted his hand and hugged his side as they looked at their daughter's grave. Though the couple may have not been together in a relationship, they were closer than they had ever been in the last four hundred years.
Ingrid Beauchamp was almost done washing the dishes. Her son, Daniel, was fast asleep in his room. Ingrid loved her son with all of her heart, he was her world, her everything. The boy was practically the spitting image of his mother. The only claim his father had made on his was his smile. Ingrid sighed. A part of her would always love Dash, but she was glad that he was not in her son's life. Once Dash learned that he had magic, he was a different man. He murdered, tried to switch bodies with his younger brother to gain his freedom, and had almost killed Ingrid's younger sister Freya. Ingrid could forgive many things, but not that. A part of her feared that one day Dash would come and try to take her son away from her. She wasn't sure if it would ever happen though. Dash had been missing since the night he had been reunited with his true body. Her family believed that Helena had taken him, and they could be right. Or he could be dead; Ingrid didn't know. They had tried to use a locator spell on him soon after his disappearance, but it didn't pick up anything. That meant one of two things, either he was no longer in this world, or he was dead. For his sake, Ingrid hoped he was dead. If one of her family members were to find him, his fate would be worse than death.
A baby's cry broke through her train of thought. Wiping her hands on a dish towel, Ingrid was just about to head his way when a voice behind her made hesitate.
"I'll get him, don't worry Ingrid," a masculine voice said. A smile crept onto the witch's face. After a couple of minutes, she continued down to her son's room and caught a sight that took her breath away. There stood a man with light brown, almost blonde, hair, cradling her child as if he was his own.
"Hey, hey little man," he said in a calming voice. "Did you have a nightmare?" Daniel's cries had simmered down to a whimper. "Don't worry, I'm here and your mama is in the next room. And I know that she will make sure nothing happens to you, she loves you too much. And so do I," Ingrid knew Matt was trying to say the last part in a whisper, but Ingrid clearly heard it. Knowing that her son would be okay, Ingrid walked back into the living room and tried to read her book and wait for Matt.
It had been almost been a year since she met Matt at Freya's wedding, but a part of her felt like she had known him forever. But that was impossible. As far as Ingrid knew, Matt was human, so she couldn't had met him before in another life. Human or not though, Matt and her connected the first night he came into town. He worked as a detective and was transferred from a department in Connecticut. He told her that the reason he moved to East End was that their friend, Kevin, talked him into it. Kevin knew that Matt wasn't happy in Connecticut and tried to sell him into moving to East End. Ingrid was glad that Kevin did that.
Matt made her feel things that Dash never did, safe, warm, and truly happy. Matt knew Ingrid was pregnant when they first met and when he found out that Dash was no longer in her life, he had helped her throughout her pregnancy. She told him it wasn't necessary, but he kept saying that he wanted to help her. Even now, six months after she had given birth to her son, he was still there helping her and her son. It was clear to everyone that he loved her son, and she hoped that he might have feelings for her.
Not only did he truly care for her son, he was also one of the few people with whom she could talk to about almost anything with, especially books. Matt was a big fan of books, almost as much as Ingrid's other friend, Viviane. She wished she was able to tell him that she was a witch, but that was against the code. She cared for the man; she didn't want to endanger him in her world.
"Hey," he broke her train of thought.
"Hey," she patted to a spot next to her on the sofa. "Thanks for getting him to go back to sleep."
"No problem. Ingrid I need to tell you something. It's been eating me up for a while," he said a little hesitantly. This worried Ingrid. Matt was not the nervous type.
"What's wrong?" she asked. He seemed a little too quiet for Ingrid's liking.
"I read your dissertation," he admitted.
"Matt," Ingrid was a little upset with him that he would do that behind her back. To be honest she haven't thought about the paper in a while.
"Hear me out. I think you should finish it. It's really good Ingrid. I can see that you're passionate about it."
"Yeah I was. But Matt that was years ago when I wrote it. And even if I did, where would I get the time to write it? I have Daniel to worry about now," even if she was a little upset with him, she was glad that he told her to finish it. Sadly, even though she wanted to finish the paper, where would she get the time to do it? Between work and Daniel, she had no time to do anything else.
"I'll help," he offered.
"Matt, no."
"Ingrid I don't mind, I love the little guy."
"I can't do that. You have to work too. Maybe when Daniel is a little older I will finish," she compromised. She wanted to finish the paper, but not now, her focus was on her son.
"I understand. I hope you finish it before he goes to college," he joked with her.
"Don't worry, I will," she chuckled back at him.
"There's one more thing that I want to ask you."
"Okay," she said, unsure of what else he had to say.
"What are you doing Saturday?" This caught her attention.
"Nothing yet, why?"
"I wanted to know if you wanted to go out Saturday, just you and me," Ingrid was in shock. She did care for Matt, maybe more than just as a friend, but this was too surreal. He was interested in her. A part of her was happy that he had feelings for her, another part was scared. Not only she was scared that he might break her heart, but Ingrid had a bad reputation with men. Usually they were power hunger. She didn't sense that with Matt, it was different, nice.
"Forget that I said anything," He got up from his spot next to Ingrid. "I'm sorry," he said, taking Ingrid's silence as a no.
''No! It's just... Yes, I would love to go out with you, but you have to realize that I want to take it slow.''
''I understand, it's no problem Ingrid. It's getting late, and we both have to wake up early tomorrow. I'll give you a call.''
"Nys, can we watch Frozen? I like Queen Elsa."
"You do? I didn't notice" Nyssa smiled down at the little girl with a blue Elsa shirt. "Okay, on one condition," the child lean in to hear what she had to say. "Sing a long," the girl's eyes grew huge as she squealed in excitement.
"YES, YES, A HUNDRED TIMES YES! Let it go, let it go," Nyssa started to chuckle at the girl as she tried to sing the iconic song from the movie.
"Ssshh, not to loud. You'll wake up the whole neighborhood," She said smiling down at girl. Tommy asked her to babysit Maggie that night, she didn't mind. She loved it that her mom found someone who made her really happy, she just hoped that everything would go well that night. As she was about to pick up her phone to call in for pizza, a knock on the door made both of the girls turn their head to the front door.
"You got us pizza. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you Nyssa! You're the most amazing person ever," The little girl ran and hugged the witch. Nyssa was confused, she didn't call for pizza yet.
"Stay here," she told the younger girl. Nyssa walked towards the front door, praying for the best, but preparing for the worst. When she look through the peep hole, a sigh, one that she didn't know she was holding in, was released. She opened the door to reveal a man with a cocky grin and two pizzas.
"Dante, what are you doing here?" she asked, but couldn't help but smile at him.
"I heard someone was babysitting tonight while everyone goes out," he said.
"Let me guess, Aria," Dante kept quiet, but was still smirking at her. "Come in," she let him in. "So what do you got there?" she asked, curious on what he got them.
"One meat lovers with extra bacon, and a macaroni and cheese pizza," he placed them on the counter.
"You know me too well," she placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Mac and cheese yum," Maggie was bouncing behind them, wanting her pizza.
"Are you corrupting this little girl and converting her to macaroni and cheeseism?" he joked around with the older girl.
"Did you just make that up?" she looked up from giving Maggie her pizza and gave him a for real look. He gave that look right back at her. "Guilty" she chuckled.
"Can we plwes watch frozen now?" Maggie begged.
"Are you okay with that? It not too childish for you?" She teased the warlock as she grabbed a few slices and put it on her plate. Even after everything the two have been through, they made it a habit to tease each other. However, even if the young witch would never admit it aloud, she cared for the warlock.
"I'll make an exception," He went next to her, with his pizza in hand. Too close that it made her heart beat fast as a humming bird's. She loved but hated that he had this effect on her. She turned to face him and found that he was closer than she anticipated. Only inches away from his lips, if she were to moved just a little closer, she could say it was an accident, but a part of her didn't want it to be an accident.
"Ready," she heard Maggie from the living room, breaking them out of their trance. Tucking her hair behind her ear, she gave a nervous chuckle.
"Yeah we're ready," she called back to the little girl. Both of them walked out of the kitchen, trying to forget of the moment of what could had been.
"Yay. I'll put it on," the little girl ran to the blue ray player and placed the disc in it. She ran back to her spot on the ground and laid down impatiently for the movie to start. Nyssa didn't understand why the little girl needed all those pillows around her as if it was a fort, trying to protect her Elsa doll. Either way, it was one of the little girl's quirks that she loved and would never change it for the world.
"She adores you," she heard Dante whispered in her ears as she pushed play for the movie to start. As if he could read her mind, although she knew he couldn't, unconditionally, she leaned her head against his shoulders as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. At that moment, everything felt right to Nyssa. Dante felt right, although she wouldn't admit it to him.
Wendy Beauchamp was enjoying her date with Tommy Cole. She didn't know how Tommy convinced Aria to teleport them to Houston, Texas, but she was glad that he did. Wendy remembered her brief time there when she was on her own. The city had changed so much. Wendy loved the lights of the city during the night, it made the city look alive. Their last night in the city, Tommy rented a car and drove them to the beach. That was something she loved about him, he was spontaneous.
It was a perfect night at Sylvan Beach. For it being winter time, it was only seventy five degrees outside and it wasn't windy. That's another thing she loved about that city, its warm winters. Tommy went on her side of the car and opened her door. Then he went to the trunk of the car and pulled out a picnic basket.
"Like our first date," he said. Wendy remembered their first date, it was a disaster. From a rat ruining their picnic, to her throwing a dart in his back, almost getting ran over and Tommy having an allergy attack after she ate a peanut, it was horrible. Then she remembered what he told her on that night. That if they could make it through that crazy night, then they could make it through anything. He was right, they have been through a lot together since then. From her father possessing him, he almost died, to Wendy dying and then brought back to life. The universe may not want them together, but she didn't care, all she wanted was the man beside her. A man that loves his family, who accepts her family and their craziness, who accepts her and her magic, who lives life to the fullest as if it was his last day. She never wanted to let Tommy go.
The two ate and drank on the beach and after that was done, they laid under the stars and just talked. They talked about anything until Tommy said something that made Wendy laugh for the umpteenth time that night. But this time instead of continuing what they were talking about, she kissed him. As she rolled on top of him and continued to kiss him, she knew this was right, that he was the right for her. He lightly pushed her away. Wendy was confused, did she do something wrong?
"No here," he said in panting voice. "Hotel."
"Agreed," she quickly got up. Tommy got up and started to wipe away the sand from his pants. Wendy looked up to the sky. She was glad that they were far enough from the city that she could see the stars. Then out of nowhere, something flew past the night sky.
"A shooting star," Tommy said. She turned her attention back to her guy. "Make a wish."
"Tommy," she scoffed. "I already have everything I want, I don't need to make a wish on a falling meteor. And if I didn't have it, I can get it," she implied using her magic to get what she want.
"Just do it," he said. She rolled her eyes then closed them. The only thing she could think about wishing for was happiness, not just for her, but for her family too. When she opened them, he was gone.
"Tommy," she looked around then noticed that he was on one knee in front of her. "Tommy what are you doing?"
"I hope you were wrong when you said that you had everything you needed. Wendy I remember the day I first met you in the library. You tried to take a book that I had first."
"I had it first."
"No you didn't, and I clearly remember that you were trying to flirt with me to get the book when there was a copy right next to it. Who would had thought that decision to go to the library that day would change my life forever? I know that I'm mortal and you're immortal, but I cannot imagine my life without you again. When you died, I felt my whole world fell apart. But when you came back, there was that light than came back into my life. I don't want to live another day without you by my side my best friend, my Wendy. Will you do the honors to give us a try and be my wife?"
"Tommy, I don't care that you're human, I love you for you," Wendy kneeled down and gave him a passionate kiss. "Of course I will marry you," Wendy was wrong, now she had everything she needed and she would cherish every moment she had with Tommy until the end of his days.
Joanna was sitting on her outdoor porch swing. Winter was almost upon them, she pulled up her blanket to shield her from the cold breeze. She was waiting for her husband to come back with the wine as she thought about that past year. First was that her oldest daughter gave birth to her son in May. Joanna loved that little boy more than anything, other than her children and nieces. She and Victor went to see Ingrid and Daniel today, they wanted to celebrate his six month birthday. Ingrid didn't want to make it a big party since Freya and Killian had finally went on their honeymoon in the Bahamas. The couple talked about going there after their wedding, but Freya wanted to help Ingrid with her pregnancy so they decided to go after Daniel was born. Joanna was happy for both of her daughters, they had finally found true love in this life; Kilian for Freya and Daniel for Ingrid.
Then there was her youngest niece. Anna went back to Harvard after a semester off. The young witch was so scared that they wouldn't let her come back because she was gone for so long, but with some convincing from her uncles to the board, they were able to make an exception for the witch. Currently, Anna was in her second year of med school. Both she and Wendy were so proud of her, and Nyssa too.
Nyssa, unlike her sister, decided to stay in East End. However she wasn't alone. Aria, Nyssa's best friend, and Derek, Aria's boyfriend, both bought a house in East End and were currently living there with Nyssa and Melena. Her niece and goddaughter were living with Joanna for a while, but before Christmas, the two moved in with Aria. The young witch claimed that it was because that the house was crowded and she didn't want to be a bother. The reason might had been true for Nyssa, but for Melena, Joanna believed there was more to the story. She didn't want to push the woman so she didn't ask. She wanted Melena to come to her when she was ready. They both got a job when they finally decided to stay in East End. Nyssa word at the police station as a receptionist, for now, but was currently going back in school for forensic science.
Melena got a job as a librarian at the college where Joanna and Victor worked at. For what Joanna had seen, the witch liked her job. Melena had started to finally understand the workings of today's technology after months of a rocky start. It didn't help that the witch and Fredrick didn't get along the first few months after she arrive. But on the day of Freya's wedding something changed. Fredrick wanted to change for Melena, although the witch had her walls up high. Thought lately, the walls seemed to slowly come down, not just for Fredrick, but for everyone. She was glad that her goddaughter was finally allowing them to come into her life, it was a big step for her and she was proud that she was doing it.
Speaking of big steps, there was Wendy. After her younger sister had returned from the dead, she was practically connected to the hip to Tommy. Wendy told her that the whole experience taught her to live as if there was no tomorrow and she wanted to live it with Tommy. She moved into his house soon after Freya's wedding. Joanna had never seen her sister this happy or in love in the past four hundred years. A part of her believed that for a long time Wendy didn't want to let go of her first husband, Aaron. Her sister loved that man to death, and even after. He stayed behind to give Joanna and her family time to escape Asgard. Although Joanna didn't see it, Wendy claimed that when she looked back at her ex-husband, he was stabbed by his comrades. They believed the man died protecting his family and Joanna would always be grateful for his help.
She was glad that her sister finally moved on with Tommy, he was a good man. Joanna was half expecting her sister to call and tell her that she and Tommy were engaged. Yes, she knew about Tommy proposing to her younger sister, he did ask her and Wendy's daughters for permission. She knew Nyssa was in on it, too. She wanted that night to be perfect so she babysat Tommy's daughter, Maggie for the night. Heck even Anna was in on it too. How else Tommy would had known to take Wendy to Houston and wait for a shooting star? The girls loved Tommy and Maggie and wanted them to be a part of their family and so did Joanna. She couldn't wait for their family to grow a little more.
Then there was Arthur, as much as he wanted to stay with his family, his work with the Blue Bloods were not done yet. He would occasionally come and visit, but it was for a few day and they won't see him for months. Joanna could see that it hurt her nieces, but she knew that they understood that this was important for him to be gone.
"Hey," her train of thought broke. Victor handed her a wine glass and closed the door. He sat on the other side of the swing and she laid on top of him. She covered them both with the blanket while he poured them both a glass of wine.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked as he finished pouring his glass.
"The past," she looked up at him. "And how lucky we both are."
"I couldn't agree more," he hugged his wife under the blankets and placed his chin on her head. Joanna was glad that they were back together. After Victor came back from the dead, he wanted to be closer to his family and transferred to the college Joanna worked at. Although there was an occasion fight or two, Joanna couldn't imagine her life without this man, not again.
"Nyssa hurry up its about to start," the brunette witch could hear her best friend yelling at her to come downstairs. '
"I hate to admit it, but I think she's right. You need to take a break princess," the dark hair warlock closed the spell book he was reading. Nyssa didn't want to stop reading, she didn't want to give up. The young witch felt like she had made little progress in finding a way to bring her biological parents home. At first, Aria was supposed to teleport to Oz and find them. However, they soon found Aria cannot teleport to different worlds, just on the world she was currently on. On top of that, the witch went back to school for forensic science and is working at the police station with Ingrid's new boyfriend, Matt. The girl was tired all the time. She knew that her family was worried about her.
"Princess, please," he pleaded, slowly taking the book out of her hand. Out of all this craziness she had experienced in the last year, he was one of the few things that kept her sane. If it wasn't for him, there was a high chance that the witch would overwork herself to exhaustion. She took his hand and got off her bed. The two headed to the stairs, Nyssa could smell the popcorn from her room. As they reached the bottom of the stairs, Nyssa could saw Derek setting up the TV. She knew Aria was excited for this day, the day Jack and Madeline "Mimi" Force wedding. The dark hair witch was a little heart broken when she wasn't invited to the wedding, but she understood. Aria didn't like the vampire, nor did Nyssa, but a number of big name designers would be at the wedding and the dark hair witch wanted a chance to talk to them. Sadly she could not. So she would have to settle at looking at the live stream of the wedding on YouTube to see whose who and what they were wearing.
Nyssa on the other hand, normally wouldn't watch this, but she could see her friends were worried about her, so she did it for them. The brunette and Dante sat on the grey sofa as Derek was finishing connecting YouTube to his tablet so he could control the TV through his tablet. As he sat down, Aria came in with popcorn in hand and sat between her boyfriend and best friend. When Derek pushed play on the tablet, the first thing the four saw was St. John's the Divine church. Nyssa had never been inside of the church before, but every time she would be near the church, there was always a wedding happening, even on the weekdays. Unconsciously, the brunette laid her head on the warlock beside her, as it was a natural thing for her to do.
The wedding ran smoothly in the beginning, Aria critique every other gown she saw. As the wedding was ending, screams could be heard from the other side of the church. Heads and the camera quickly turn to see the cause of the noise. Gasps throughout the church cam, a man with silver eyes ripped out a woman's throat. Then, like rabbits, more and more of those demons with silver eyes started to appear and attack the guest. It was an ambush and none of them could do anything except stare at the scene that unfold in front of them. Blue Bloods and Silver Bloods fought against each other. Humans, so scared and confused, tried to make their way out of the church. The camera was tossed to the ground. Whether the owner was running from the commotion or was fighting to defeat the Silver Bloods, the witches and warlocks did not know.
Camera on its side, the four of them could see a familiar red head vampire. Nyssa couldn't move, all she could do was watch the vampire was about to stab her younger sister, Schuyler, with a sword, but froze. The brunette could see that her vampire friend was having an internal battle with herself. In one swift motion, the red head raised the sword and strike.
"BLISS NOOO!" the brunette witch yelled and lunged at the TV. Dante wrapped his muscular arms around her before she hit the TV and pulled her back. Nyssa didn't care, she just saw the impossible happened. A sword stuck out on where her heart was supposed to be, although she couldn't see the vampire's front, she could see blood seeping out of the back of her shirt. Holding on to the edge of the sword for dear life, the young vampire fell to the ground. Nyssa couldn't believe it, Bliss Llewellyn just sacrificed herself for her sister to live. She stabbed herself in the heart to give Schuyler more time to defeat Lucifer.
Crack!
The live stream stopped, Nyssa thought that someone must had stepped on the camera, but it didn't matter. Bliss was dead, the war between Blue Bloods and Silver Bloods had just begun. She looked up at Dante, knowing that this may be the last time she would ever see him again. The more she thought about that, the more she knew she didn't want him to go. She couldn't lose someone else she cared for.
So that escalated quickly. What do you guys think? The peace couldn't stay forever now can it? So what will this mean for Nyssa and Dante? Will Dash return? Will Helena come back? Will Ingrid find a new love? There's one more chapter left. We will see. If you haven't, favorite and follow this story. And if you have anything to say, please write it in the box below. See you soon.