A/N- I'm sorry it took me so long to finally update my story. It's been
like 4 days right? Anyways, thanks to all of you who reviewed my last
chapter. I hope after this chapter more people will review. This story
depends on YOU!!!
Unexpected Chapter 5- Lost and Found
Malone's Dream~~~~~~~~~~
"Are you ready?" Ned asked his wife.
"Just a couple minutes more, honey." Marguerite called from the in-room bathroom. She was packing some last minute items before their trip to London. She picked up her favorite shampoo and a couple of her favorite smelling soap bars and placed them gently into her full suitcase. Marguerite closed the suitcase and tried to zip it up, but it was overfull. "Ned!! Come in her and help me with my suitcase!"
Malone quickly walked into the bathroom. "Hmm. Okay you sit on it while I try and zip it up." He suggested.
Marguerite was shocked. "Are you implying that I weigh more than you? So if I sat on the suitcase, it would be much easier to close since I'm heavier than you are and if you sat on it, the suitcase wouldn't be easy to close because you don't weigh enough to make the lid go down, but I do? I thought that you-" Malone decided to finally interrupt Marguerites babbling at this moment.
"Marguerite, I only wanted you to sit on the suitcase because it's going to be tough, trying to get the zipper to zip around the whole suitcase."
"Oh, so now you're saying that I'm a weak little girl who can't open a pickle jar or lift a pencil? Well that's even-"
"Come on Marguerite. I wasn't trying to be insulting. All I'm saying is that, trying to close a suitcase this full may result in a couple of broken nails. You wouldn't want that to happen, now would you?"
Marguerite started to soften up. " Oh I'm sorry Ned. I guess I'm just a little nervous about this trip. I mean, we haven't seen John and Veronica since their wedding. How are we going to act around them?"
"Marguerite, you're just worrying over nothing. You know as well as I do that everything is going to be like old times again."
Marguerite smiled. "Yes, perhaps you're right."
"Perhaps?" Malone asked smiling.
"Yes of course you're right. You're always right. I don't even remember the last time you weren't." Marguerite said sarcastically.
"Very funny. So what do you say about getting this suitcase closed?"
Ten Minutes Later~~~~~~~~
Malone and Marguerite were standing at the top of the flight of stairs leading toward the front exit of their home.
"This things heavy Ned. I don't think I can carry it all the way down the stairs." Marguerite griped.
"Here, let's trade bags. Mine is probably a lot lighter than yours." Malone and Marguerite quickly made the exchange. "Whoa! What the hell's in this thing?" Malone struggled to keep himself steady.
"Just the essential items needed to fulfill a woman's need for beauty."
"So in other words jewelry, and lots of it." Marguerite ignored this comment and started for the stairs. Before her feet were passed the first, Marguerite tripped. She let go of the light suitcase, in attempt for a steadier balance but it was no use. She started screaming as she fell, trying to get a grip on anything around her that would stop her from falling, but she couldn't get a tight enough grip on anything. "Marguerite NOOO!!!!!" Malone started to chase after her, trying to reach Marguerite before she hit the last stair. He was too late. Marguerites screams were silenced when her head hit the railing and blacked her out. Malone quickly reached the bottom and checked for a pulse. It was there but very faint.
"Smithers!! Call an ambulance!" Malone screamed.
Smithers appeared from out of the kitchen and gasped at the horrific scene. "Right away sir." Smithers ran out of the room.
"Everything's going to be okay my love. You'll be fine soon. Everything's going to be just fine." Malone held Marguerite's body in his lap while he sat on the floor. Malone kissed her forehead as tears fell from his face and onto Marguerite's.
Reality~~~~~~~~
Marguerite was still on the ground searching for her precious ring when something caught her eye. It was a small plastic bottle, wedged between the leg of a corner table, and the wall. Marguerite crawled toward it and pried the bottle loose.
"What do we have here?" She asked herself. Marguerite flipped and turned the bottle around, looking for a label of some sort. Finally she found something engraved on the bottom of the bottle. "Hidnomesium?" Marguerite thought for a moment and suddenly realized what she held in her hand. "Hidnomesium! Veronica mentioned the name of the plant that could cure Malone was called Hidnomesium!" Marguerite ran towards Malone's room but tripped over the same carpet again. "Oh great!"
Malone's Dream (In the hospital)~~~~~~~
It's been an hour since an ambulance came to the Malone residence. Malone was sitting on a chair in the waiting room when a doctor approached him. "Mr. Malone?"
"How is she?" Malone demanded as he stood up.
The doctor had a very sympathetic look on his face. "I don't know how to tell you this but Marguerite didn't make it. She bumped her head hard on the railing of the stairs, which caused a severe fracture in her skull. There was also immense bleeding and swelling to her brain. We tried our best but there was no way she could have survived." The doctor trailed off.
Malone was pale. He couldn't believe what this man was telling him. Marguerite couldn't be dead. Ned didn't say a word but instead shoved himself passed the doctor and ran towards Marguerites room.
He found her, lying on the bed. Her hands lay on top of her stomach neatly. From her waist down she was covered in a sheet. Her face was whiter than snow. There was blood all over her shirt and in her hair. Malone slowly walked up to her. He stared into her bruised and emotionless face. "Marguerite?" Malone asked quietly. "Marguerite?" He said a little louder. " Marguerite NOOO!!! You can't do this to me! I love you Marguerite!!! You can't do this to me!" Malone picked up one of her limp hands. "NOOOOO!!!!" He screamed. "I love you Marguerite! Don't leave me." Malone started to sob uncontrollably, while whispering her name over and over again.
Meanwhile, reality~~~~~~~~~~
Marguerite finally got onto her feet and walked into Ned's room. She looked at him and noticed tears streaming down his face. He was also repeating Marguerites name. Marguerite looked shocked. And then he said something that surprised Marguerite more.
"I love you Marguerite. Don't leave me." Malone murmured.
Seeing Malone cry and mumble her name also brought Marguerite to tears. She walked up to Ned and wiped his tears away. Slowly she opened the bottle and used her free hand to steady Malone's mouth open. She poured a small portion of the Hidnomesium down his throat. She had no idea of how much she was supposed to give him, but since he didn't move she poured some more into his mouth. "Come on Ned, wake up."
Unexpected Chapter 5- Lost and Found
Malone's Dream~~~~~~~~~~
"Are you ready?" Ned asked his wife.
"Just a couple minutes more, honey." Marguerite called from the in-room bathroom. She was packing some last minute items before their trip to London. She picked up her favorite shampoo and a couple of her favorite smelling soap bars and placed them gently into her full suitcase. Marguerite closed the suitcase and tried to zip it up, but it was overfull. "Ned!! Come in her and help me with my suitcase!"
Malone quickly walked into the bathroom. "Hmm. Okay you sit on it while I try and zip it up." He suggested.
Marguerite was shocked. "Are you implying that I weigh more than you? So if I sat on the suitcase, it would be much easier to close since I'm heavier than you are and if you sat on it, the suitcase wouldn't be easy to close because you don't weigh enough to make the lid go down, but I do? I thought that you-" Malone decided to finally interrupt Marguerites babbling at this moment.
"Marguerite, I only wanted you to sit on the suitcase because it's going to be tough, trying to get the zipper to zip around the whole suitcase."
"Oh, so now you're saying that I'm a weak little girl who can't open a pickle jar or lift a pencil? Well that's even-"
"Come on Marguerite. I wasn't trying to be insulting. All I'm saying is that, trying to close a suitcase this full may result in a couple of broken nails. You wouldn't want that to happen, now would you?"
Marguerite started to soften up. " Oh I'm sorry Ned. I guess I'm just a little nervous about this trip. I mean, we haven't seen John and Veronica since their wedding. How are we going to act around them?"
"Marguerite, you're just worrying over nothing. You know as well as I do that everything is going to be like old times again."
Marguerite smiled. "Yes, perhaps you're right."
"Perhaps?" Malone asked smiling.
"Yes of course you're right. You're always right. I don't even remember the last time you weren't." Marguerite said sarcastically.
"Very funny. So what do you say about getting this suitcase closed?"
Ten Minutes Later~~~~~~~~
Malone and Marguerite were standing at the top of the flight of stairs leading toward the front exit of their home.
"This things heavy Ned. I don't think I can carry it all the way down the stairs." Marguerite griped.
"Here, let's trade bags. Mine is probably a lot lighter than yours." Malone and Marguerite quickly made the exchange. "Whoa! What the hell's in this thing?" Malone struggled to keep himself steady.
"Just the essential items needed to fulfill a woman's need for beauty."
"So in other words jewelry, and lots of it." Marguerite ignored this comment and started for the stairs. Before her feet were passed the first, Marguerite tripped. She let go of the light suitcase, in attempt for a steadier balance but it was no use. She started screaming as she fell, trying to get a grip on anything around her that would stop her from falling, but she couldn't get a tight enough grip on anything. "Marguerite NOOO!!!!!" Malone started to chase after her, trying to reach Marguerite before she hit the last stair. He was too late. Marguerites screams were silenced when her head hit the railing and blacked her out. Malone quickly reached the bottom and checked for a pulse. It was there but very faint.
"Smithers!! Call an ambulance!" Malone screamed.
Smithers appeared from out of the kitchen and gasped at the horrific scene. "Right away sir." Smithers ran out of the room.
"Everything's going to be okay my love. You'll be fine soon. Everything's going to be just fine." Malone held Marguerite's body in his lap while he sat on the floor. Malone kissed her forehead as tears fell from his face and onto Marguerite's.
Reality~~~~~~~~
Marguerite was still on the ground searching for her precious ring when something caught her eye. It was a small plastic bottle, wedged between the leg of a corner table, and the wall. Marguerite crawled toward it and pried the bottle loose.
"What do we have here?" She asked herself. Marguerite flipped and turned the bottle around, looking for a label of some sort. Finally she found something engraved on the bottom of the bottle. "Hidnomesium?" Marguerite thought for a moment and suddenly realized what she held in her hand. "Hidnomesium! Veronica mentioned the name of the plant that could cure Malone was called Hidnomesium!" Marguerite ran towards Malone's room but tripped over the same carpet again. "Oh great!"
Malone's Dream (In the hospital)~~~~~~~
It's been an hour since an ambulance came to the Malone residence. Malone was sitting on a chair in the waiting room when a doctor approached him. "Mr. Malone?"
"How is she?" Malone demanded as he stood up.
The doctor had a very sympathetic look on his face. "I don't know how to tell you this but Marguerite didn't make it. She bumped her head hard on the railing of the stairs, which caused a severe fracture in her skull. There was also immense bleeding and swelling to her brain. We tried our best but there was no way she could have survived." The doctor trailed off.
Malone was pale. He couldn't believe what this man was telling him. Marguerite couldn't be dead. Ned didn't say a word but instead shoved himself passed the doctor and ran towards Marguerites room.
He found her, lying on the bed. Her hands lay on top of her stomach neatly. From her waist down she was covered in a sheet. Her face was whiter than snow. There was blood all over her shirt and in her hair. Malone slowly walked up to her. He stared into her bruised and emotionless face. "Marguerite?" Malone asked quietly. "Marguerite?" He said a little louder. " Marguerite NOOO!!! You can't do this to me! I love you Marguerite!!! You can't do this to me!" Malone picked up one of her limp hands. "NOOOOO!!!!" He screamed. "I love you Marguerite! Don't leave me." Malone started to sob uncontrollably, while whispering her name over and over again.
Meanwhile, reality~~~~~~~~~~
Marguerite finally got onto her feet and walked into Ned's room. She looked at him and noticed tears streaming down his face. He was also repeating Marguerites name. Marguerite looked shocked. And then he said something that surprised Marguerite more.
"I love you Marguerite. Don't leave me." Malone murmured.
Seeing Malone cry and mumble her name also brought Marguerite to tears. She walked up to Ned and wiped his tears away. Slowly she opened the bottle and used her free hand to steady Malone's mouth open. She poured a small portion of the Hidnomesium down his throat. She had no idea of how much she was supposed to give him, but since he didn't move she poured some more into his mouth. "Come on Ned, wake up."