Disclaimer: Now if i owned TLW... David Orth wouldn't be only a recurring guest, Summerlee would be back and it would have enough Canadian content to make the CRTC happy and I would be able to see season 3 on the blasted tv!!!! ARGH! So what does this sudden outburst mean? .... ....
.... I DON'T OWN TLW!!!
A/N: I must warn you. I decided to add the other explorers to this fic and suddenly this chapter took on a mind of its own. Once they started talking, they wouldn't be quiet. So I just let them continue... :)
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His arms immediately flew to his ears to try to block out the pain that he was being subjected to. He stared in shock at the source of the horrific noise.
"Confound it, Marguerite! Why in god's name didn't you respond when I called you? Look at how dark it's gotten. We'll be lucky to make it back before the others are well in bed." He reached for her arm. Being as impatient as he was, he was liable to fling her over his shoulders and carry her back home. But knowing Marguerite as well as he did, he wasn't surprised to see her jerk her arm out of his grip. However, he was surprised when she opened her mouth.
"Unhand me! That is no way to handle a lady of the court!" She snapped in a regal tone.
Roxton's jaw dropped momentarily before he was able to compose himself again. "What the devil are you talking about??? Now hurry up! The others must be worried sick. We were only supposed to be gone a couple of hours." He reached out again. This time, Marguerite not only stepped away from him she turned and fled in the opposite direction.
*What mind games is that cursed woman up to now???* Marguerite was running uncharacteristically slow and he was able to catch up with her easily. He grabbed her shoulders firmly and swung her around to face him. "Will you stop doing that?! My feet are sore and I'm hungry. Now don't force me to do something I'll regret. I may be a gentleman, but I DO have my limits."
"And what WOULD you do? Swing me over your shoulder and drag me back with you? What an improper thing to do to a lady of my stature." She taunted.
"A lady of YOUR stature?! And I'm bloody King of England!" And in the blink of an eye he hauled Marguerite onto his shoulder and headed back to the tree house with her kicking and screaming the entire journey back home.
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Standing alone on the balcony, Veronica tried to suppress a yawn but she couldn't stop it from escaping her. She heard footsteps approach from behind and felt a gentle hand touch her shoulder. She smiled inwardly. And to think that only a year ago she had been living in the tree house all alone.
"It's getting late. Maybe you should turn in for the night." His voice was soothing and she closed her eyes. "Veronica?"
Reluctantly, Veronica opened her eyes and turned around to face her friend. "I'm fine, Malone. I was just worried. Roxton and Marguerite should have been back by now."
"I'm sure they're fine. Roxton wouldn't let anything happen to Marguerite." He said, in hopes to reassure the beautiful blond that had captured his heart.
She sighed, "I know that they are both capable of taking care of themselves. But…" She abruptly turned away.
"But what, Veronica?" Malone pressed.
She shook her head. "For about half of my life I've been living alone. No one to worry about except myself. Then your expedition… it stranded you all. I've never had anyone to worry about… to care about until now. And one day, you'll find your way back home. And then I'll be alone all over again." Malone stepped in front of her and tilted her head to look him straight in the eye.
"We don't need to think about that, just yet. We'll worry about that when the time comes."
She smiled sheepishly, "I'd miss you."
Malone's eyes widened as he was unable to stop a grin from forming.
Horrified at her sudden openness she quickly added, "… all. I'd miss you all."
Noticing her discomfort, he decided not to press on the subject further. But he stowed it away in his head for future references when the timing was right. "Even Marguerite?" He joked.
"Surprisingly, yes. Even Marguerite." She chuckled. She snuck a peak over her shoulder again.
"I'm sure they just lost track of time and decided to pitch camp for the night. They'll be back by tomorrow morning, you'll see. Who knows, maybe they're bickering so much that they didn't even notice nightfall."
Veronica laughed. "Maybe you're right." Another yawn escaped her lips. "It is getting late. And I'm sure they're fine. I guess I'll head in for the night." They turned to leave the balcony and head for their respective rooms. That is until they heard a screech.
"UNHAND ME YOU BEAST!!!"
They looked at each other knowingly. "They're baaack." They said in perfect unison.
TBC...
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plot? what plot? *grin* and i honestly have no idea where n/v came from... it just sorta slipped out.. *shifts eyes* :) hee hee... okey. I'm handing out hints to what's exactly wrong and where this story is going. Chapter 5 definitely starts the action, tho. (finally) *shrugs shoulder* I know it's taken a while. But I just didn't want to combine everything into one big monster chapter. and suddenly it dragged out longer than i expected.
Shameless begging..
please please please review... as one great writer said, "Review are motivating" .. and it's true. Just to let authors know that ppl are even reading their stuff... and of course the whole making ppl happy... :) I appreciate every single one... and btw, TLWROW you're really good at this whole guessing thing... am i really that transparent... :) lol!
Member.. reviews are always nice.. button's just down there.
.... I DON'T OWN TLW!!!
A/N: I must warn you. I decided to add the other explorers to this fic and suddenly this chapter took on a mind of its own. Once they started talking, they wouldn't be quiet. So I just let them continue... :)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
His arms immediately flew to his ears to try to block out the pain that he was being subjected to. He stared in shock at the source of the horrific noise.
"Confound it, Marguerite! Why in god's name didn't you respond when I called you? Look at how dark it's gotten. We'll be lucky to make it back before the others are well in bed." He reached for her arm. Being as impatient as he was, he was liable to fling her over his shoulders and carry her back home. But knowing Marguerite as well as he did, he wasn't surprised to see her jerk her arm out of his grip. However, he was surprised when she opened her mouth.
"Unhand me! That is no way to handle a lady of the court!" She snapped in a regal tone.
Roxton's jaw dropped momentarily before he was able to compose himself again. "What the devil are you talking about??? Now hurry up! The others must be worried sick. We were only supposed to be gone a couple of hours." He reached out again. This time, Marguerite not only stepped away from him she turned and fled in the opposite direction.
*What mind games is that cursed woman up to now???* Marguerite was running uncharacteristically slow and he was able to catch up with her easily. He grabbed her shoulders firmly and swung her around to face him. "Will you stop doing that?! My feet are sore and I'm hungry. Now don't force me to do something I'll regret. I may be a gentleman, but I DO have my limits."
"And what WOULD you do? Swing me over your shoulder and drag me back with you? What an improper thing to do to a lady of my stature." She taunted.
"A lady of YOUR stature?! And I'm bloody King of England!" And in the blink of an eye he hauled Marguerite onto his shoulder and headed back to the tree house with her kicking and screaming the entire journey back home.
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Standing alone on the balcony, Veronica tried to suppress a yawn but she couldn't stop it from escaping her. She heard footsteps approach from behind and felt a gentle hand touch her shoulder. She smiled inwardly. And to think that only a year ago she had been living in the tree house all alone.
"It's getting late. Maybe you should turn in for the night." His voice was soothing and she closed her eyes. "Veronica?"
Reluctantly, Veronica opened her eyes and turned around to face her friend. "I'm fine, Malone. I was just worried. Roxton and Marguerite should have been back by now."
"I'm sure they're fine. Roxton wouldn't let anything happen to Marguerite." He said, in hopes to reassure the beautiful blond that had captured his heart.
She sighed, "I know that they are both capable of taking care of themselves. But…" She abruptly turned away.
"But what, Veronica?" Malone pressed.
She shook her head. "For about half of my life I've been living alone. No one to worry about except myself. Then your expedition… it stranded you all. I've never had anyone to worry about… to care about until now. And one day, you'll find your way back home. And then I'll be alone all over again." Malone stepped in front of her and tilted her head to look him straight in the eye.
"We don't need to think about that, just yet. We'll worry about that when the time comes."
She smiled sheepishly, "I'd miss you."
Malone's eyes widened as he was unable to stop a grin from forming.
Horrified at her sudden openness she quickly added, "… all. I'd miss you all."
Noticing her discomfort, he decided not to press on the subject further. But he stowed it away in his head for future references when the timing was right. "Even Marguerite?" He joked.
"Surprisingly, yes. Even Marguerite." She chuckled. She snuck a peak over her shoulder again.
"I'm sure they just lost track of time and decided to pitch camp for the night. They'll be back by tomorrow morning, you'll see. Who knows, maybe they're bickering so much that they didn't even notice nightfall."
Veronica laughed. "Maybe you're right." Another yawn escaped her lips. "It is getting late. And I'm sure they're fine. I guess I'll head in for the night." They turned to leave the balcony and head for their respective rooms. That is until they heard a screech.
"UNHAND ME YOU BEAST!!!"
They looked at each other knowingly. "They're baaack." They said in perfect unison.
TBC...
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plot? what plot? *grin* and i honestly have no idea where n/v came from... it just sorta slipped out.. *shifts eyes* :) hee hee... okey. I'm handing out hints to what's exactly wrong and where this story is going. Chapter 5 definitely starts the action, tho. (finally) *shrugs shoulder* I know it's taken a while. But I just didn't want to combine everything into one big monster chapter. and suddenly it dragged out longer than i expected.
Shameless begging..
please please please review... as one great writer said, "Review are motivating" .. and it's true. Just to let authors know that ppl are even reading their stuff... and of course the whole making ppl happy... :) I appreciate every single one... and btw, TLWROW you're really good at this whole guessing thing... am i really that transparent... :) lol!
Member.. reviews are always nice.. button's just down there.