Dorothy's Secret
Disclaimer: I do not own The Big O.
Last Chapter: The twins are here!! The twins are here!! But on a more depressing
note, a newly reformed Angel was killed while trying to aid Roger in
his escape. Or was she?
* On a another note, last chapter I asked for a name for the baby. All of the names
were greatly appreciated but didn't exactly fit with what I wanted. Hope that doesn't
sound rude. But anyway, the name for the boy is 'Angelo', ( An-ge-low). Also this story
takes place about 5 months after Dorothy had the baby.*
Chapter 7: Lullaby
Silently I sat in the nursery with my two new children gently rocking them to sleep.
Angelic' fell asleep first and now I was trying to get Angelo or 'Leo' to do the same. He was a
stubborn baby boy just like his father. He never did things when he was supposed to and all
he did was annoy his sister. In babytalk she constantly fussed at him about something just like
I did with his father.
I sighed looking down at him. His bright blue eyes were still staring contently at me.
Leo always kept Angel, (Angelic's nickname), up at all hours of the night so we had to get them
seperate cribs. I thought about my baby girl at that moment. I know why Roger gave her that
name. He did so in order to honor Angel. I'll admit I didn't like her at first but when she came to
the house I noticed she kept staring at my stomach. Roger told me later that she had a baby once
and Rosewater killed him. In truth, I was going to name one of my children after her anyway.
My thoughts were interrupted when Leo giggled. I looked down at him to see that he
was playing with a white feather. I thought it was strange that a feather this color would be around.
I paid it no attention, but seeing as though Leo wasn't going to go to sleep right away I came up
with another idea. I stuck him in his crib with his odd colored feather and prayed that he would tire
himself out. He was about to cry when I sat him down but I nuzzled his nose with mine. " Shh now. I'll
be back. Don't wake your sister," I said. He nuzzled my nose back in understanding. I smiled at my
son then left the room leaving the door cracked partially so I could hear him.
I found Roger in our room laying on the bed with his eyes closed. I knew he wasn't asleep
because a small frown was etched on his lips. I smiled a bit then quietly sauntered over to him. I
kissed his lips lightly and by doing so caused him to open his eyes. He smiled back at me. " Well,
aren't you a sight for sore eyes. I hardly see you anymore you know," he said as he pulled me into
his arms. I sighed a bit laying my head on his chest. " I know but those kids of ours are so demanding
of time," I retorted. " I understand but I don't regret having them," he said. " Me neither," I replied.
Then we laid in a comfortable silence. We used to do this when we were first together. It was
moments like this that made me glad I had someone like him to love. But with that thought, I began to
think about Angel. Roger told me what they talked about before she died. Topics like 'why couldn't you love
me' and things like that. Roger noticed my sudden change in moods so he addressed it. " What's
wrong?," he asked. " Do you think Angel's alright? I mean, I still feel so bad about how everything
turned out," I said. He sighed. " She was in more pain and torment here than where she is now. Hopefully
she is alright but even I can't say for certain," he said. I sighed. Leave it to Roger to not sugarcoat anything.
Sometimes I wish he would but he likes to keep things in a realistic perspective.
I sighed again raising myself off the bed. " Where are you going?," he asked. " To check if your
hardheaded son has finally gone to sleep. If he's anything like you he'll stay up all night and want to wake
up late," I mused. Roger frowned. " Ha, ha. Get going," he said throwing a pillow at me which missed like
he planned it to.
I chuckled to myself down the hallway to the nursery. When I didn't hear any noises I thought
he was sleep. But to be certain I peaked in through the crack in the door. I opened it wider when I saw
a white light in the room. My eyes widened in shock when I saw an angel holding Leo. She was singing
a beautiful lullaby to him. He was sleep in her arms snoring soundly as she rocked him. I lost my balance and
fell through the door. I expected her to drop the baby and fly away but she didn't. She looked over at me
and I was surprised when I reconized her face. " Angel...," I whispered. She smiled at me but went back
to the baby as she heard him grow restless.
She began her song again and as quickly as he woke back up he went back to sleep. I managed
to stand up again as she did. She came over to me and placed Leo in my arms. He put up a fuss at first
but then he snuggled closer to me. Both of us stared down at the baby but I looked back at her. She did
seem happier when she held Leo. She met my eyes and smiled at me. " Thank you for letting Roger come
to me," I said. Her smile remained as she nodded in approval. She went back to the open window and
spead her beautiful white wings. She stood on the ledge then with the next breeze she was gone.
I ran to the window careful not to wake Leo to see if I could see her. To my dismay she was
already gone. I looked down at Leo to see that he was still sleep. I gently placed him in the crib then
went back to my own room. When I got there I noticed Roger was asleep. I smiled to myself then climbed
in bed beside him. He placed his arm around me bringing my body closer to his. I placed my head on his
chest. " I love you," I whispered. He smiled. " I love you too," he said. I sighed then closed my eyes to
sleep unaware that for the rest of our lives an angel would be watching over us forever.
* We have come to terms*
End chapter 7. Damn it! It's over again! It seems like only yesterday when I first began this. Anyway, I hope
you enjoyed this. I was pleased to see that this story was just as successful as the first. If anyone would like
a sequel let me know. I would be thrilled to do another in the series. And once again, just because it's over
doesn't mean you can stop reviewing. Please tell me what you think. I hope it wasn't too sappy. ~LS~
P.S. I also have to say that this story is sooooooooooooooo dedicated David Goldsmith. I owe you remember
that. If you need a favor don't be afraid to tell me. Love ya! ~LS~