The Story Of Lyra Silvertongue
Chap 2: A Beautiful Reunion
Lyra woke up in strange white room. The pillows behind her head were stiff and uncomfortable. Everything smelled almost too clean. It was suffocating and Closter phobic. Pan was lying next to her and she pulled him onto her lap. Strange metal things were hanging all over and boxes Will had called televisions kept beeping and humming. She had something up her nose, which she immediately pulled out. She was also wearing ugly white cloths.
A strange lady wearing all white walked in with a clipboard. "Oh, I see you're finally awake," she said smiling.
"Where am I?" Lyra finally asked.
"Some one found you blacked out in the middle of the road and brought you here. You've been asleep for three days. We couldn't get that little ferret away from you so we let him come."
Lyra then realized that her new outfit had no pockets so her Alethiometer couldn't possibly be with her. "My Alethieometer! Where is it! Where did you take it!" She was in a total panic. She had to have it.
"What are you talking about dear?" the white lady asked.
"It's like a golden compass thingy with pictures." She tried to explain it the best she could so this strange lady would understand.
"Oh that," the lady walked over to a drawer and pulled it out. "Is this what you're talking about?"
"Yes! Give it to me!" She snatched it out of the lady's hands and held it close to her.
"What is your name child?"
"Huh? Oh right, Lyra Silvertongue."
"Silvertongue, that's an interesting last name."
"It was given to me."
Lyra saw that this lady had no daemon and a faint light of hope flickered in her heart. "Is this Oxford?"
The lady nodded.
"Is there cars here?"
Again the lady nodded.
Lyra could have screamed. This had to be Will's world!
"Would you like to make a phone call? Do you know any one around here?"
"Yes, I think I do. Could I talk to William Parry or Mary Malone?" She hoped so hard that they would be here.
"Let me go get that number for you." The lady left and Lyra started talking to Pan.
"Pan, this has to be Will's world! It has to be! I don't know how we got here but that weird lady has no daemon and there are cars here, just like Will's world! I might even get to talk to him!" Her heart was pounding in her chest. She might see him again!
"I hope so Lyra, I really do. But, what if it isn't, what are we going to do?"
"We'll do what we always do. Explore and go on an adventure."
The lady walked in and pushed some buttons on a weird thing before handing it to Lyra. When she just starred at it the lady said, "Put it up to your ear and talk."
Lyra was amazed when she heard the thing ring. A voice on the other line said, "Hello?"
Lyra's heart stopped. She could hardly believe what she was hearing. "Will?"
"Yes, this is Will."
"Oh, Will it's me! It's Lyra!" She told him, starting to cry.
"Lyra? I don't know why you think this is funny guys, but it isn't." Will started laughing. "How did you find out about Lyra anyway?"
"Will, what are you talking about? It's me Lyra! For real it really is!" She cried. He thought this was one of his friends jokes!
"It can't be you. You're gone forever." Will said , but his voice sounded different when he said it; he knew very well that he was talking to Lyra, but he didn't believe it.
"Will, it's me really. Why are you doing this? Aren't you happy to see me? Pan wants to see Kirjava so bad. Don't you believe me?" Lyra asked, her heart crushing.
The other line was silent for a moment. "Oh, God! It really is you! Lyra! Lyra, how did you get here? Where are you?"
"I don't know how I got here and I'm not really sure where I am. It looks kind of like a hospice. Hang on." She turned to the lady. "Is this the hospice?"
"Yes."
"Yeah, Will, I'm in the hospice. Will you come get me?" This was the Will she knew.
"Of course! Mary and I will be there right away!"
"Bye Will. I love you."
"I love you too, I'll be right there."
She gave the sound box back to the nurse, or she supposed she was a nurse, and started crying into Pan's fur. "We're here! We really are here." She couldn't help it. She was so happy and relieved that she had to cry it out.
"Are you okay?" the nurse asked.
"Yeah, just a little confused is all. Will is going to come get me. Him and Mary will be here soon."
"I don't know if you are stable enough to leave yet."
"I'm stable enough and I'm leaving. I have better things to do than sit here when I am perfectly fine!" She told the nurse matter of factly.
"Would you like to get dressed?" the nurse asked.
Lyra looked at her hospice clothes and nodded. "Do you have the things I came in?"
The nurse nodded and pulled her plain brown dress out of another drawer. It was nothing special, but it was hers and she wanted it. The nurse left and she changed into it. When she looked in the mirror her dirty blonde hair was an absolute mess. As soon as the nurse returned she asked, "Can I have a brush?"
The nurse handed her one and she ran through her hair until it looked somewhat tame. It didn't matter what she looked like, Will would love her anyway.
Some one knocked at the door and the nurse went to answer it. In the door way stood Will and Mary. Will pushed himself into her room and ran to her. She threw her arms around his neck and started sobbing. "I never thought I would do this again." she said laughing.
Will kissed her nose. "Neither did I."
Lyra kissed his mouth, an act she never thought would be possible, though she'd always prayed. Will deepened the kiss and neither really cared who saw.
The nurse looked at Mary and asked, "Aren't they a bit young for that?"
Mary shook her head and looked at the two. "You'd be surprised. You really would."
"I don't know if she's stable enough to leave yet. She still seems a little bit out of it. It seems like everything around is unrecognizable to her except you two. I think we might want to have the psychologist look at her."
Mary shook her head again. "No, she just needs to be home. I'm sure she's just having a bad day." ~*Poor Lyra, she must be so confused.*~
"Well, okay."
Will picked Lyra up into his arms and carried her over to Mary.
"I can walk Will," she told him.
"I know. I just want to carry you." He said, kissing her forehead.
Lyra giggled. "Okay."
"Ready, Mary?"
"Yep, let's go."
With Lyra in Will's arms the three left the hospital to figure out the biggest puzzle of all. How did she get here at all?
Chap 2: A Beautiful Reunion
Lyra woke up in strange white room. The pillows behind her head were stiff and uncomfortable. Everything smelled almost too clean. It was suffocating and Closter phobic. Pan was lying next to her and she pulled him onto her lap. Strange metal things were hanging all over and boxes Will had called televisions kept beeping and humming. She had something up her nose, which she immediately pulled out. She was also wearing ugly white cloths.
A strange lady wearing all white walked in with a clipboard. "Oh, I see you're finally awake," she said smiling.
"Where am I?" Lyra finally asked.
"Some one found you blacked out in the middle of the road and brought you here. You've been asleep for three days. We couldn't get that little ferret away from you so we let him come."
Lyra then realized that her new outfit had no pockets so her Alethiometer couldn't possibly be with her. "My Alethieometer! Where is it! Where did you take it!" She was in a total panic. She had to have it.
"What are you talking about dear?" the white lady asked.
"It's like a golden compass thingy with pictures." She tried to explain it the best she could so this strange lady would understand.
"Oh that," the lady walked over to a drawer and pulled it out. "Is this what you're talking about?"
"Yes! Give it to me!" She snatched it out of the lady's hands and held it close to her.
"What is your name child?"
"Huh? Oh right, Lyra Silvertongue."
"Silvertongue, that's an interesting last name."
"It was given to me."
Lyra saw that this lady had no daemon and a faint light of hope flickered in her heart. "Is this Oxford?"
The lady nodded.
"Is there cars here?"
Again the lady nodded.
Lyra could have screamed. This had to be Will's world!
"Would you like to make a phone call? Do you know any one around here?"
"Yes, I think I do. Could I talk to William Parry or Mary Malone?" She hoped so hard that they would be here.
"Let me go get that number for you." The lady left and Lyra started talking to Pan.
"Pan, this has to be Will's world! It has to be! I don't know how we got here but that weird lady has no daemon and there are cars here, just like Will's world! I might even get to talk to him!" Her heart was pounding in her chest. She might see him again!
"I hope so Lyra, I really do. But, what if it isn't, what are we going to do?"
"We'll do what we always do. Explore and go on an adventure."
The lady walked in and pushed some buttons on a weird thing before handing it to Lyra. When she just starred at it the lady said, "Put it up to your ear and talk."
Lyra was amazed when she heard the thing ring. A voice on the other line said, "Hello?"
Lyra's heart stopped. She could hardly believe what she was hearing. "Will?"
"Yes, this is Will."
"Oh, Will it's me! It's Lyra!" She told him, starting to cry.
"Lyra? I don't know why you think this is funny guys, but it isn't." Will started laughing. "How did you find out about Lyra anyway?"
"Will, what are you talking about? It's me Lyra! For real it really is!" She cried. He thought this was one of his friends jokes!
"It can't be you. You're gone forever." Will said , but his voice sounded different when he said it; he knew very well that he was talking to Lyra, but he didn't believe it.
"Will, it's me really. Why are you doing this? Aren't you happy to see me? Pan wants to see Kirjava so bad. Don't you believe me?" Lyra asked, her heart crushing.
The other line was silent for a moment. "Oh, God! It really is you! Lyra! Lyra, how did you get here? Where are you?"
"I don't know how I got here and I'm not really sure where I am. It looks kind of like a hospice. Hang on." She turned to the lady. "Is this the hospice?"
"Yes."
"Yeah, Will, I'm in the hospice. Will you come get me?" This was the Will she knew.
"Of course! Mary and I will be there right away!"
"Bye Will. I love you."
"I love you too, I'll be right there."
She gave the sound box back to the nurse, or she supposed she was a nurse, and started crying into Pan's fur. "We're here! We really are here." She couldn't help it. She was so happy and relieved that she had to cry it out.
"Are you okay?" the nurse asked.
"Yeah, just a little confused is all. Will is going to come get me. Him and Mary will be here soon."
"I don't know if you are stable enough to leave yet."
"I'm stable enough and I'm leaving. I have better things to do than sit here when I am perfectly fine!" She told the nurse matter of factly.
"Would you like to get dressed?" the nurse asked.
Lyra looked at her hospice clothes and nodded. "Do you have the things I came in?"
The nurse nodded and pulled her plain brown dress out of another drawer. It was nothing special, but it was hers and she wanted it. The nurse left and she changed into it. When she looked in the mirror her dirty blonde hair was an absolute mess. As soon as the nurse returned she asked, "Can I have a brush?"
The nurse handed her one and she ran through her hair until it looked somewhat tame. It didn't matter what she looked like, Will would love her anyway.
Some one knocked at the door and the nurse went to answer it. In the door way stood Will and Mary. Will pushed himself into her room and ran to her. She threw her arms around his neck and started sobbing. "I never thought I would do this again." she said laughing.
Will kissed her nose. "Neither did I."
Lyra kissed his mouth, an act she never thought would be possible, though she'd always prayed. Will deepened the kiss and neither really cared who saw.
The nurse looked at Mary and asked, "Aren't they a bit young for that?"
Mary shook her head and looked at the two. "You'd be surprised. You really would."
"I don't know if she's stable enough to leave yet. She still seems a little bit out of it. It seems like everything around is unrecognizable to her except you two. I think we might want to have the psychologist look at her."
Mary shook her head again. "No, she just needs to be home. I'm sure she's just having a bad day." ~*Poor Lyra, she must be so confused.*~
"Well, okay."
Will picked Lyra up into his arms and carried her over to Mary.
"I can walk Will," she told him.
"I know. I just want to carry you." He said, kissing her forehead.
Lyra giggled. "Okay."
"Ready, Mary?"
"Yep, let's go."
With Lyra in Will's arms the three left the hospital to figure out the biggest puzzle of all. How did she get here at all?