Disclaimer: I do not own HDM. I own Alec and this plot.
A/N: Sorry it's taken me a long time to get new chapters up, I'm swamped with schoolwork this month.
Chapter 16:
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"Alec did what?" Said Lyra, outraged. She could hardly believe it. Lyra shook her head in dismay. She'd thought she knew Alec, she'd thought he was her friend…and then he goes and does something like this. She couldn't trust him, she hadn't truly trusted him since that night at the café, she'd only forgiven him. Now she couldn't trust him, or forgive him.
Lyra was with Will, in their hut. Will winced in pain as Lyra tied a bandage around his ankle. Kirjava licked his hand, and he stroked her glossy fur.
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Alec limped back to his campsite. He was very tired, so he went straight into his tent to sleep, after tending to his wounds. The next morning, Alec was filled with bitter anger and hate. He scowled as he packed up his tent. After a quick breakfast, Alec grabbed his gear and set off.
He was walking through a seedpod tree grove, when he spotted Lyra. She was climbing one of those sky-high trees. He walked on, hoping she wouldn't see him…
"You…" Lyra said, narrowing her pale blue eyes. Alec stopped. "How could you?" She shouted. She climbed down to the bottom of the tree. "How could you do that to Will?"
"I don't have to answer to you!" He said, annoyed. He was really thinking that he didn't know the answer. It hadn't solved anything, so what was the point? Revenge, he told himself. It was worth it, he told himself. Or was it?
He shook his head rapidly, and looked up. Lyra was still glaring at him, her jaw jutting out. He glared back, and walked away.
"I hate you, Alec (A/N: Last name? Suggestions?)!" Lyra shouted after him. He kept on going, and didn't look back once.
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Lyra was in a fury. As Alec walked away, she climbed back up the tree. She stayed there for a long time, trying to forget about him.
After an hour, she decided she'd better get back to the village. She had to help Will and Mary pack, because they would be leaving for home in the morning. They were going back to Will's world.
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It was great to be home again, thought Mary Malone, as she entered her quiet house in North Oxford. But she couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong… She, Will, and Lyra had left the world of the mulefa that morning.
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Lyra and Will had said goodbye to Mary, and went to see Will's friend. His friend, Jesse, had been watching Will's mother while they were away. Will's mother lived with Lyra and Will. It was hard sometimes, taking care of Mrs. Parry, but Will would never leave her, and Lyra would never dream of asking him to.
When they arrived, they found Jesse and Mrs. Parry in the living room. Jesse pulled them aside, looking worried. "Will," he said. "She en't been doin so well."
"What's wrong?" Asked Will and Lyra at once.
"I dunno exactly, she's been real sick. Having trouble walking, been coughing and such, too. I'm worried. The doctor gave her some pills, but she en't done much better." He leaned in closer. "And there's a somethin else too. She's been a muttering, in her sleep mostly. About…about your dad, Will. About Mr. Parry… She keeps askin him why he left her, her and you. She gets a bit delusional sometimes, and it's been getting worse. I tried to get in touch with you, but I couldn't get a hold of ya." He trailed off.
Will silently cursed himself for not being there for her. He thanked Jesse for taking care of her. Then he and Lyra took her back to their place. It was a nice little house, nothing fancy. It wasn't too far from Mary's place, and it was close to the Botanic Garden.
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They had been home for nearly a week, when tragedy struck. Mrs. Parry was very ill, and she never left her bed. Will wanted to stay beside her all day, but he had to work.
He came home one day, and went right in to check on his mother. She was sleeping, restlessly. "John, John!" She whispered. "Why did you leave me? How could you leave your son…John? I'll find you again. I'll come find you…Where are you?" Will kissed her on the forehead, and she woke. "John?" She said. She was delirious. "John, is that you?"
"No, mum. It's me, Will." He whispered.
"Will?"
"Yes mum, it's me." He said, kneeling beside her. He held her hand tight.
"Will…" She whispered with her last ounce of strength.
Will felt hot tears prick his eyes. Her hand fell limp in his. "Mum…" He whispered. "Mum, wake up." He pleaded. Tears were streaming down the sides of his face now. "Mum!" He cried. She didn't move.
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A/N: Chapter 17 is coming. And thanx to all those who have reviewed so far, keep it up!
^.~
A/N: Sorry it's taken me a long time to get new chapters up, I'm swamped with schoolwork this month.
Chapter 16:
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"Alec did what?" Said Lyra, outraged. She could hardly believe it. Lyra shook her head in dismay. She'd thought she knew Alec, she'd thought he was her friend…and then he goes and does something like this. She couldn't trust him, she hadn't truly trusted him since that night at the café, she'd only forgiven him. Now she couldn't trust him, or forgive him.
Lyra was with Will, in their hut. Will winced in pain as Lyra tied a bandage around his ankle. Kirjava licked his hand, and he stroked her glossy fur.
~*~
Alec limped back to his campsite. He was very tired, so he went straight into his tent to sleep, after tending to his wounds. The next morning, Alec was filled with bitter anger and hate. He scowled as he packed up his tent. After a quick breakfast, Alec grabbed his gear and set off.
He was walking through a seedpod tree grove, when he spotted Lyra. She was climbing one of those sky-high trees. He walked on, hoping she wouldn't see him…
"You…" Lyra said, narrowing her pale blue eyes. Alec stopped. "How could you?" She shouted. She climbed down to the bottom of the tree. "How could you do that to Will?"
"I don't have to answer to you!" He said, annoyed. He was really thinking that he didn't know the answer. It hadn't solved anything, so what was the point? Revenge, he told himself. It was worth it, he told himself. Or was it?
He shook his head rapidly, and looked up. Lyra was still glaring at him, her jaw jutting out. He glared back, and walked away.
"I hate you, Alec (A/N: Last name? Suggestions?)!" Lyra shouted after him. He kept on going, and didn't look back once.
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Lyra was in a fury. As Alec walked away, she climbed back up the tree. She stayed there for a long time, trying to forget about him.
After an hour, she decided she'd better get back to the village. She had to help Will and Mary pack, because they would be leaving for home in the morning. They were going back to Will's world.
~*~
It was great to be home again, thought Mary Malone, as she entered her quiet house in North Oxford. But she couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong… She, Will, and Lyra had left the world of the mulefa that morning.
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Lyra and Will had said goodbye to Mary, and went to see Will's friend. His friend, Jesse, had been watching Will's mother while they were away. Will's mother lived with Lyra and Will. It was hard sometimes, taking care of Mrs. Parry, but Will would never leave her, and Lyra would never dream of asking him to.
When they arrived, they found Jesse and Mrs. Parry in the living room. Jesse pulled them aside, looking worried. "Will," he said. "She en't been doin so well."
"What's wrong?" Asked Will and Lyra at once.
"I dunno exactly, she's been real sick. Having trouble walking, been coughing and such, too. I'm worried. The doctor gave her some pills, but she en't done much better." He leaned in closer. "And there's a somethin else too. She's been a muttering, in her sleep mostly. About…about your dad, Will. About Mr. Parry… She keeps askin him why he left her, her and you. She gets a bit delusional sometimes, and it's been getting worse. I tried to get in touch with you, but I couldn't get a hold of ya." He trailed off.
Will silently cursed himself for not being there for her. He thanked Jesse for taking care of her. Then he and Lyra took her back to their place. It was a nice little house, nothing fancy. It wasn't too far from Mary's place, and it was close to the Botanic Garden.
~*~
They had been home for nearly a week, when tragedy struck. Mrs. Parry was very ill, and she never left her bed. Will wanted to stay beside her all day, but he had to work.
He came home one day, and went right in to check on his mother. She was sleeping, restlessly. "John, John!" She whispered. "Why did you leave me? How could you leave your son…John? I'll find you again. I'll come find you…Where are you?" Will kissed her on the forehead, and she woke. "John?" She said. She was delirious. "John, is that you?"
"No, mum. It's me, Will." He whispered.
"Will?"
"Yes mum, it's me." He said, kneeling beside her. He held her hand tight.
"Will…" She whispered with her last ounce of strength.
Will felt hot tears prick his eyes. Her hand fell limp in his. "Mum…" He whispered. "Mum, wake up." He pleaded. Tears were streaming down the sides of his face now. "Mum!" He cried. She didn't move.
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A/N: Chapter 17 is coming. And thanx to all those who have reviewed so far, keep it up!
^.~