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Chapter 57: Visits & Action
Once inside the elevator he held up a familiar jacket and watched me tilt my head inquisitively. He helped me into the jacket and wrapped his arms around me pulling me close and resting his chin on my shoulder again. He pressed a familiar button and I braced to again rise from the factory and freefall until he set on the rockets that began to transport us across the familiar snowy sleepy town. "It's the first week of November and it's already snowing." I smiled at the white flurry of white around us, watching the ant like town below me.
I knew where we were going and knew exactly what he had in mind. I slowly turned in his embrace and wrapped my arms around him in turn, seeing his amused smile broaden. "How did my mother react?" I listened to his giggle and smiled knowing he probably had to hold the phone away from his ear for a good ten minutes.
"Very happy…unfortunately Hades was still there and between the pair I nearly went deaf." I couldn't help but laugh at his expression and watched a familiar building below us coming into view.
"Wait until Hillary and the others find out. We might both have to get hearing aides." He groaned at the mention of this narrowing his eyes at me with a playful twinkle in their violet depths. "You know it for a fact, you've met them." Instead of commenting he gently nudged me from the elevator and wrapped my arm with his.
"That's what worries me." I pretended to be offended, but his amused look only made my resolve crumble and again I found myself giggling. "Ready?" I wondered exactly what he had told his father about our visit right about then.
Before I could question further the door swung open and there stood Dr. Wonka with a pleased smile on his face, ushering us into the house. Willy took both our coats and proceeded to hang them up, while his father led me to a familiar kitchen where I found tea waiting for us and could smell what I presumed was dinner cooking. "He hasn't told his dad!" the realization made me briefly choke on my tea, before I offered my future father-in-law a reassuring smile. Willy come walking quickly into the room and seated himself beside me a knowing twinkle within his gaze, which I greeted with a stuck out tongue.
"I was very pleased that you agreed to come for a visit William." Willy wrinkled his nose slightly at his father, but offered a small smile in turn. "So what is this wonderful bit of news you have for me? Maybe you defeated that nuisance Demetrius?" with that one name both Willy and I frowned, but instead of making a comment Willy shook his head with a contagious smile.
"Sorry dad…not quite. Still working on that problem, actually Alastair come by the factory today to help sort the mess and might have found a way to end the issue…I hope." Willy frowned wondering how exactly that it would work out, but had faith that with the good news things were looking up. "During the office visit I had Harlow…the Oompa Loompa physician come at her request…" I caught his accusing finger and offered a small smile at the amusement within Dr. Wonka's expression. "…during Harlow's tests and research he found out that…" he faltered suddenly unsure of this visit and himself, he wasn't really sure his father would react in a positive way to the good news.
He started to doubt telling his father about having a child; he remembered his childhood and had a million images going through his mind. He had the sudden image of his father getting to his feet and stating he couldn't handle a child of his own, he would somehow with all his fancy free ways corrupt the child and that would set Orianna off and he knew he would again find himself estranged from his dad again.
"Son?" Willy snapped back from various flashbacks watching Orianna's gaze studying him intently. "What were you telling me you found out?" a curious look was evident on Dr. Wonka's face and deep within those eyes Willy found a familiar warm glimmer he had been greeted with since his reconcile with his father, that was enough reassurance to finish no matter what would happen.
Willy gently grasped her hand beside the tea cup she was drinking from, her gaze lingering on him with concern. "We're having a baby." He managed his voice slightly higher than usual.
His father froze expression going far more surprised than I would have expected, and then very slowly the widest smile I had ever seen on the man appeared. "That's wonderful William." Instead of cringing from the use of his name, his violet eyes widened considerably. "I'm so happy for you both." Before he could say more he turned to the timer going off and proceeded to check on dinner.
Instead of watching Dr. Wonka I turned my gaze on Willy, his eyes were still widened and his mouth was frozen in shock. Soon his mouth moved similar to a fish, his breathing somehow more shallow than usual. I wondered if I was about to peel my fiancé from the floor due to a instant fainting spell, but slowly he seemed to recover watching his dad pull a roast from the oven and proceed to get other items from around the room. I clasped Willy's hand tighter in mine, which seemed to snap him from whatever daze he had settled into.
I stood seeing Willy still needed some recovery time. "Dad may I help?" I remembered his insistence of me calling him that and saw him nod with a small smile.
--Willy Wonka's POV--
Finally he felt himself recover; his father had completely surprised him with how easily he had accepted being a grandfather in the future. Willy realized that his father had changed a great deal in the time they had been apart, this somehow had brought him much closer to his dad and his respect grew even more in that moment. His father was happy for them and proud of him, he had seen it in those familiar dark eyes.
"Willy?" She was holding a large bowl of salad in her hands, watching him carefully before he snapped to attention helping her and his father situate the table. "Are you alright now?"
"Yes Starshine." He smiled warmly at the relief within her expression and observed his father studying them both with a curious smile on his lips. "What is he thinking?" he felt strange approaching his father on the odd smile on his face and decided to leave it for another time.
Several amusing conversations later of events in Willy and her past, his father was very relaxed and highly amused with how easily the pair seemed to work with one another. Willy was watching Orianna's soft smile for the longest time, before wrapping his fingers with hers and relaxing for once. She excused herself to use the restroom and allowed Willy the moment he had been waiting for to discuss his fathers' strange actions since finding out he was going to be a father himself.
Before he had the chance to ask Dr. Wonka glanced out the way she had disappeared and turned to regard his son. "I'm glad she found you, or is it you found her?" He felt his mouth slowly close at the amusement within his fathers voice, it was unusual to see him so happy maybe giddy.
"Oompa Loompa's put us together and it just fell into place." Willy felt a smirk slowly curl at the corner of his mouth, before his next thought escaped from his mouth. "Why have you been acting so strange tonight Dad?" He wished he had just put some of his candy crazy glue in his own mouth for letting that slip.
"Ah…I assumed this would happen soon." Dr. Wonka smiled warmly seeing Willy only grow more suspicious with him. "You're happy. It is nice to see you two so easily happy together despite how hard you can be to understand at times. She reminds me of your mother in a way, but you are much more suited to her than I ever was to your mother. She really loves you William and it is very nice to see you so calm about having a child of your own to take care of." He noticed those violet eyes squint in an even more distrusting fashion. "Before you met that woman the prospect of children made you twitch. Except for Charlie…I remember the stories of those other children, I know my demented son much more than he truly realizes." This time Willy did wince his eyes lowering slightly with a dark tint to his face. "She changed you for the better…I think you are a good man William and that woman is equally good for you. Take care of her." Before he could say anymore she had returned and entwined her fingers back with Willy's in turn.
--Original POV--
I got the strangest feeling I had missed something while I had been absent, but was not really in the mood to pry and rested my head lightly on Willy's shoulder. "What did you two talk about?" instead of answering Dr. Wonka went about cleaning up the dinner table and refused to let either of us help, he instead ushered Willy and me into the familiar living room.
Once I settled on the familiar couch and curled my legs up beside me, I observed Willy walk over to the other side of the room past several bookcases on various subjects and pause at a smaller case which was made of glass. He carefully opened the case and started to lightly move aside what appeared to be leather bound albums, similar to the one Dr. Wonka had used during out last visit to embarrass him with. He seemed to brighten finding one and carefully lifted through the pages settling on one with his expression turning almost sad. I wondered what had brought about his mood change so suddenly; before his violet gaze slowly met mine a small smile lifting the corner of his mouth.
"Was just reminiscing with Dad…sort of." He knew very well I would ask him what happened eventually, but was waiting to where he couldn't duck around answers and hide behind his dad.
I quirked a brow seeing his smile broaden slightly. "Right…since you're avoiding the subject, what are you up to over there?" He couldn't resist a giggle at my amused tone, walking over and sitting down beside me.
"Just going through some old pictures from when I was little." I rested my head on his shoulder feeling his arm wrap around me in turn. "Dad said something that made me feel pretty good considering things and I thought maybe I would dig out this album. He said you acted similar to my…" he paused his eyes falling on a picture of him no more than maybe three years or so. "…mother." His finger lightly traced the image of a woman smiling with her son in her lap.
I could see that it was Christmas due to the large tree in the background. The woman was tall and medium built with the softest brown hair just past her waist and the bright violet eyes. I realized then that Willy took after his mother a great deal in features and looks, but he did have his fathers' thoroughness and other stubborn like traits. Her smiling face brought to mind a woman with a mischief streak and I could already guess Dr. Wonka had been the one to even her out; he was rather kind no matter his gruff appearance.
"Ah…your mother." Willy jumped at his fathers' soft voice before nodding watching his father sit down on his other side a sad smile also on his face. "You have a lot of her more…" he paused seeing Willy's eyes were again suspicious. "…mischievous qualities, she probably would have congratulated you on how you handled the ticket winners. She was the nicest woman ever, but she could only tolerate so much before her more devious streak would sneak out." I smiled at how understated that statement was, Willy let that streak out much more frequently than he would ever know.
I considered commenting, but the fingers gently clasped with mind squeezed lightly in warning. I looked up seeing a familiar amused twinkle within those lavender eyes and already suspected that if I did open my mouth, he would get me at a later date. Both of us turned from our eye wrestling match and saw Dr. Wonka walk over turning on the television to the news channel, before he seated across from us his attention immediately turning to the sound of our names on the news.
"A well known reporter has come forward with some interesting facts about our happy couple to be. It appears that the candy maker extraordinaire hasn't only been making candy in his factory; it has come to our knowledge that his fiancé is pregnant. Wonderful news for our happy couple…or so it would seem.
According to reports from this friend of the family, she has always been a rather fickle person and it appears that the romance and fairytales will have to wait. In further news will this affect the famed Charlie Bucket and how will it be determined if this child is truly that of the famous chocolatier. More to come at a later date.
I watched Dr. Wonka immediately climb to his feet muttering something about calling Alastair and knew very well Willy wasn't the only one furious with how our good news got turned around. I hesitantly turned to Willy seeing a dark glint in those violet orbs and knew very well Demetrius had gone far, far, too far this time. I could see no one not even myself talking Willy out of what he was planning. Lawyers, his father, and no other person capable of talking with him rationally were going to be heard.
"Willy please…
Before I could finish he gently pulled himself from my frame and stood. Slowly and deliberately he started from the living room heading to the exit. I climb to my feet and quickly went after him, grabbing my coat and heading out into the cold night. The snow had started again which hid the glass elevator from view thankfully, but it didn't mean he wouldn't eventually find it the usual hard way. I wasn't going to let him run off and do anything illegal and most certainly wasn't being left behind. I knew that somehow something would go wrong again, for some reason the more we wanted to be happy the more the world wanted to ruin it.
"WILLY DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE ME BEHIND." I called into the picking up storm, but instead of getting a reaction I noticed him freeze in his tracks and then suddenly fall backwards. "He found the glass elevator." I ignored the snow and managed to come up beside him seeing him glaring up at the sky. "Are you alright?"
"No." he managed with that familiar dark expression that had many times made my skin crawl. "I warned him." With that he climb to his feet dusting of the snow and retrieving his hat.
"I know you did…countless times. You can't go do anything to him Willy; I won't loose you because of that darker side of yours that you think you have no control over. I won't let you spend our wedding behind bars or let our child grow up without you in that factory wonder of yours. Let Alastair handle this, Demetrius slandered us publicly and Alastair has proof that his accusations are false. I released my doctor records to him, there is proof within those records that you are my only physical relationship. Demetrius just destroyed any and all his credibility without Hart's help." Slowly his shoulders relaxed and he turned to face me those dark eyes almost haunted with frustration and anger. "We've won." I whispered softly seeing his gaze soften before he glanced up at his fathers' voice calling to them.
"We can never win with people like Demetrius out there." I could hear the anger, hurt, and sadness within his voice. I was witnessing the most wonderful man I had ever met give up before me.
"I don't' care…I'm damn well willing to try and beat them all down in the process." His lips twitched slightly into a small smile. "Does that agree with you?" I felt him pull me into a tight embrace taking in the familiar comfort of candy scents and smiling into the velvet of his frock coat.
"Yes it does." He allowed me to step back and wrapped his arm around me pulling me tight again. "I love you Orianna."
"I love you too Willy." I whispered in turn both of us returning to the familiar house and out of the windy snowy nightmare it had become.
Dr. Wonka scolded both of us for a good twenty minutes, before leading us back into the living room and discussing with us how Alastair had just arranged for Demetrius to have the worst lawsuit of his life, among many more things which would certainly destroy any and all credibility the man had developed over the years. All his statements about the couple was to be revoked from the public and he was declared to make a public apology to all those involved in this whole situation. I could already see that this would go over very well once we got home, but was this whole nightmare truly over so we could be happy? Probably not but it would all be worth every bit of it in time.
--Next Morning--
I sat up with a start realizing Willy and I had both drifted off to sleep on Dr. Wonka's sofa, a blanket had been carefully placed around us. I smiled slightly seeing Willy was still fast asleep and carefully maneuvered myself to my feet. Outside the window past the living room I could see a massive white throughout Dr. Wonka's barren home and noticed a familiar mound covered in snow. "We're going to have to de-snow the glass elevator." I smiled at the thought realizing that at least Willy wouldn't be finding it the hard way this morning.
I heard familiar voices in the kitchen area and carefully made my way out into the kitchen. I interrupted the voices belonging to Dr. Wonka and Alastair from what I gathered upon my sleepy entrance.
"Good morning Orianna." I smiled warmly at Dr. Wonka and nodded in greeting. "Is he awake yet?" I shook my head seeing him nod an almost relieved expression on his face.
"Dad…what's going on?" I managed seeing Alastair fidget with an uncomfortable air.
"The factory is swamped with press, but Demetrius is in serious trouble. That includes the fact that his credibility is shot and he might come after you both for doing so." I turned down the coffee offered to me by my future father-in-law, seeing Alastair was very serious and looked weary that morning.
I smiled feeling arms wrap around me from behind and glanced at the half lidded violet eyes which were studying those around us. Willy rested his chin lightly on my shoulder before wrinkling his nose at Alastair's less than pleasant news that morning.
"Peachy." Willy accepted the coffee offered by his father and slipped in his own chocolate mixture hidden within his coat. "Does this mean we will have the leeches at my factory gates for the next several months?" I cringed at the idea of the vultures stalking the factory like that and realized the progress of our baby would be big news, unfortunately which would mean a long wait for privacy.
"Ew." I thanked Willy's father for the citrus green tea he gave me hoping it would settle my stomach, one thing I didn't want to deal with was morning sickness which had yet to rear its ugly head. "Damn vultures from Hades." I heard an amused chuckle from the three men in the room and again wrinkled my nose in irritation.
"Nelly is Hades…they're just nightmares." I remembered the 'Nightmares Room' in the factory and had a rather pleasing image of the reporters running from their worst nightmares, or mine. "Starshine…I'm not opening that room to the public…" he considered his fathers' expression and shrugged. "…it wouldn't be nice to let them see what lives inside your head." I pouted but nodded in agreement. "A room that you don't want to know about." Dr. Wonka quirked his brow in my direction with a 'what is she up to' look, but Willy easily brushed it off knowing explaining the room would be difficult unless his father seen it.
"We have things left to do at the factory and prepare for dad. I will talk with you later?" Dr. Wonka nodded watching while I struggled to follow after Willy, I was still half awake and moody for the morning.
Once outside inside the elevator I took notice to his tense behavior and knew we had gotten out of there to easily, he was still planning something whether I liked it or not. I knew it was hopeless to argue with him judging by the determined look in those violet eyes, but I also knew I wouldn't just give up on him either. I kept my eyes steady on him but he refused to meet my gaze, his expressions went from annoyed to puzzlement more times than I dared to consider. I glanced down once we hit a familiar area and just like suspected the gates were crawling with reporters, and the vultures looked hungry for some fragments of news.
"Willy please don't do anything that could end badly." I felt him shift within my arms and finally met those lavender eyes.
"I planned on leaving things in Alastair's hands for the time being…we have wedding plans to worry about, and Becky is already insisted on a baby shower." I glanced up with a tired pout on my face knowing that it would involve all the female friends and family I had. "She's already roped your mother into helping with a few long distance phone calls…who else of your family do I have to hide from?" I smiled warmly at the amusement within those violet eyes, but there weren't too many members of my family I was close to which limited them.
"Other than Nelly, Hillary, Temperance, Moira, Aunt Margo, Mom, Addie and Fay not too many to worry about. All I can think of other than them is my Aunt Betsy and her two daughters Jaiden and Patience. They were on my grams side, my grams sister to be exact." He eyed me suspiciously at the mention of the last three female relatives that were close to me before glancing down at the jackals still beating at the gates. "Patience is the only one you'll have to worry about teasing you…maybe."
"I love you Orianna, but I'm starting to wonder if your family is going to make me nuttier than I already am." Slowly we began to descend into the familiar colorful factory pausing outside of 'Fudge Mountain' seeing things were still steady within our home.
"Probably…but at least it isn't all the rest of my family. Some of them seemed barely interested in anything other than what they could get, which is why I have so few friends coming to the wedding." I noticed a small smile briefly cross his face before he met my curious glance. "What about your family…all I've met is your father." I noticed him consider this before an almost scared look come into his face.
"Not too many in my family I trust or my father does. They weren't exactly the best toward my mother or father when I was younger. I think I might have had two or three cousins and a couple other relatives, but dad's handling that end." I gripped his frock coat in surprise when one of the alarms in the factory went off. "Halloween room again." I groaned at the concept of another chocolate spider incident and wished I was in our room resting, or facing the wrath of my wedding gowns again. "Not the spiders again Starshine."
"How do you know?" I eyed the familiar room before us watching him from the elevator and felt him gently pry me from the machine. "Bats!" I ducked once we were both inside and watched the virtual chaos of a huge shipment of chocolate bats and gummy bats on the loose within the room.
"Pixie Sticks!" he caught his hat and gently placed one of the flying candy critters within a proper holding shipment box. "You aren't afraid of…
--Willy Wonka's POV--
He stopped seeing Orianna was easily plucking them from the air and occasionally from her person, she seemed almost happy with the candied flying rodents which made him realize she was more than likely fond of them in real life as well. Following her lead with the Oompa Loompa's help they successfully managed to gather the shipment in less than two hours and were sitting beside a large vat of gummy worms catching their breath. He studied her closely seeing her hair was pleasantly more ruffled than usual with her expression being a full out smile. She had loved the candy bat encounter and was still flush with the excitement of catching them; he found this amusing and somehow pleasant. Not everything he created in the room she associated with dread was scary for her; it lifted his mood considerably taking into consideration he had nearly had to pry her from the elevator to get her into the room.
She glanced around the room for the first time since her two spider encounter's reading the various labels around the room in curiosity. "Candied bats, lizards, toads, spiders…ew, worms, cackling witches that fly, full moons that howl, werewolf gingerbread cookies that grow fury brown sugar." There were so many she grew lost in the various ideas within the room, turning to see his eyes following her every movement.
"Other than the spiders…" she paused seeing a small smirk in the corner of his mouth which was something very familiar when amused with her. "…I like this room. Do the weregingers bite?" She burst into giggles at the startled look on his face, before he also giggled, which promptly stopped.
"Sometimes…still working on that though. Charlie favors the blood candies to wear with the sugar fangs, great seller for those kids who want to look really vampire-ish." She again laughed at the idea of little boys scaring the crap out of their siblings or friends. "You love Halloween don't you?"
"Yes…very much so. Want to know the best part of the holidays though?" she stood walking over and clasped his hands with hers. "You make them magic, something I had nearly given up on. Now what do you plan on doing this year for Christmas is the next question I have." He leaned in gently stealing her lips into a kiss in response to the bright glow she seemed to be giving off with her laughter.
"That's a sur-prise." He murmured softly against her lips again kissing her to stop any familiar come backs or retorts. He pulled her slowly along back to the elevator and pressed the button to their room, her kiss becoming intoxicating when she started to kiss along his neck.
--Original POV--
Knock, Knock
Reluctantly I rolled over in Willy's arms to the familiar small knocking at the door and watched Ben, Emilee and Gregory all troop in with bright smiles on their faces. Slowly violet eyes squinted up at me, before Willy rolled over to face his friends seeing the red already taking over their faces realizing again they had come in on them after a shared intimate moment.
"We have been asked by the chief to invite you to Gilberts birthing ceremony, he will be one year old." Emilee smiled at the amused look on Willy's face and already knew they were in trouble judging by the familiar twinkle within those violet eyes. "Be nice." She warned feeling her smile fade and flushing harder when his smirk broadened.
"What did they say hon?" I noticed a familiar almost impish look within his expression and had a feeling he was up to something. "Don't torture them…or else." I whispered softly seeing his expression twitch slightly in more amusement at my playful threat.
"When?" Ben sighed in relief followed by the others, but Willy's smirk only broadened at the sudden action.
"The yet to be determined, we have dinner with the Buckets tonight." Gregory signed, before escorting the others quickly from the room, giggling madly when I stuffed a pillow over Willy's face to muffle any ideas he had to make them look more like street lights than mini tomatoes.
"Was that necessary?" he questioned lifting the pillow aside and pulling me across him.
"Yes…you were going to remind them that we were here together in a very intimate manner and make them move up from tomatoes to streetlights." I felt his lips brush mine silencing me briefly, before he let out amused laughter watching my smile in return. "Imp I swear you are sometimes…what are you going to do this morning? Why am I up so early anyway?" it was strange for me to be in such a good mood at five in the morning, another odd thing I felt was strangely weird. "Oh this part." I felt my stomach move before I did.
Before Willy could ask I was moving swiftly from bed and straight into our bathroom. I spilled all that remained in my stomach and realized I was experiencing my first part of morning sickness. By the time I had sorted myself out he was knocking on the door his frantic sound making me reluctantly climb to my feet. After thoroughly brushing my teeth and cleaning off my face I exited the bathroom seeing his concerned gaze lingering on me.
"Morning sickness." I glanced up at breakfast being brought in and immediately turned down my caffeine fix. "Green tea only…I don't think soda or caffeine is going to be good for me for a while." Lydia nodded immediately handing me my request and smiled warmly at the strange expression of confusion on Willy's face, she then easily signed a long answer seeing him nod figuring out the problem.
"Toast?" he offered amusement returning to his expression and making me glare at him pointedly for the stifled giggle that followed.
"You do realize that with pregnancy come hormonal changes…it means my temper may be worse." His smile faded immediately after recalling our first few weeks together and how dangerous I had been. "I also become more lovely dovey and clingy." I smiled seeing relief in his body language knowing what he had remembered too well myself. "Oh yeah and the weird cravings…" he quirked his brow at this, it wasn't like I already had some weird cravings he had noticed. "…alright stranger than normal." I couldn't help but giggle at the curious look on his face.
"Like dill pickles and potato chips were a normal one and that was before you were pregnant." I walked over wrapping my arms around him and nodded in agreement. "Worse than that?"
"Much…like maybe chocolate covered broccoli." I laughed at the sudden green look on his face, feeling my stomach still turning in warning at being too swift to relax. "I was joking Willy…but they do sound that weird." He gave me an 'ew' expression before walking over to see what was for breakfast.
I followed seeing the usual assortment of fruit, chocolate waffles, various toppings, and orange juice. I picked up a dry chocolate chip waffle, some raspberries and orange juice; that was about all I planned on putting on my stomach so soon. I watched Willy run about getting ready for his usual inspection of the factory, slowly making my way around to go with him. Like I had warned him my mood swings would change and vary within a seconds notice and at that moment I felt the need to tag along with him and hopefully prevent him from reading any of the morning papers I had, which reminded me just how much I loathed those vultureous leeches outside the factory gates.
I felt a hand gently grasp my wrist upon my attempt to toss the paper into the purple flames greeting me and closed my eyes in defeat. Sure enough I heard his light chuckle at my attempt of making the morning far more pleasant and felt the paper leave my grasp. I counted to myself waiting to hear the ruffling of the paper stop and the annoyed hiss, which would promptly follow the paper heading where I originally intended it to go. I jumped at the ringing sound and turned seeing Herman was holding a familiar cell phone in hand and appeared to be a bit amused by my reaction.
"Thanks Herman." I lifted the receiver to my ear and braced for any loudness I was sure would follow. "Hello?"
"Orianna!" I could hear Hillary squeal and winced rubbing my ear from the high shriek which followed. "Congrats girlfriend!" I watched Willy toss the paper violently into the fire, before he turned to the familiar voice on the phone.
"Hillary…the whole factory can hear you." He smirked watching me rub my ear again, before adjusting the phone to speaker and sitting down on the sofa next to me. "Save her ears, she's not in the most pleasant of moods yet." I elbowed him, before snuggling near him with my arm firmly wrapping around his waist. I could feel his fingers lace within my hair and smiled slightly at his amused giggle at my expense. "How did your honeymoon go?"
"I can answer that and provide with many details…" I could already see Willy flush at the sound of Malcolm's voice on the other end. "…but considering you're going to be a father, I don't think my advice is necessary…unless of coarse you insist?" I could already feel the giggles bubbling and snickered at the deep red within Willy's face.
"Malcolm!" Hillary could be heard scolding him playfully over the speaker. "How is daddy handling the news?"
Willy glared at the amused sound in her voice almost like he could see her through the phone. "Fine thank you very much…sometimes I think you're as bad as Hades herself." I heard Hillary giggle at this, before she cleared her voice trying to sound serious.
"Temperance, Moira, Malcolm, Danny, Sage, and I of coarse are coming for a visit right after we get settled back home…" I could hear muffled sounds in the background and had a feeling she wasn't finished. "Hart has some things he would like to discuss with you and unfortunately we're dragging him along." Both Willy and I cringed at this idea.
"Goodie…are you insane Hillary? I embarrassed him in front of hundreds of reporters and I will do far more than threaten him if he so much as looks at Willy with a bottle of any drink in his hand…might actually hurt him also." I felt Willy's arm come to rest around my shoulders trying to calm me down, but I could already feel the anger boiling and was in no mood to relax.
"I know that…I told him that, but he insists and isn't giving us a choice. He even told Malcolm…
"He even told me that he was willing to let you pulverize him just to be heard." I glanced at the phone feeling my mouth drop from Malcolm's words. "We'll see you tomorrow sometime afternoon or so." There was the sound of Hillary muttering in the background before the line went dead.
I clenched my fists angrily glaring at the phone almost willing it into oblivion. Hart was asking for a great deal of hurt and I was more than willing to dish it out. "Orianna?" Willy's voice was attentive and far too soft for his demeanor. "We should hear him out, he had nothing to do with this mess…Alastair checked into it due to me asking him and the mess that we dealt with upon our return from Hillary and Malcolm's wedding.
"That was a short honeymoon." I remarked changing the subject from Hart quickly before glancing over at my fiancé suspiciously. "Willy did you have something to do with…
"No, the Oompa Loompa's did." I could see that smirk and knew it was the other way around, but decided against pushing him further.
