A huge thank-you to everyone who reviewed. I'm glad you liked the past I made for the two sisters, even if it was pretty sad. And, lol, Ascamelien, no worries. I'm not going to kill anyone. Sorry it took so long for me to get this written/posted. The past two weeks have been crazy. But, on to the fic...
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The first thing Marguerite notice was the mind-numbing pain that seemed to consume her. But, she had always been good at dealing with her pain. So, after a few minutes, it wasn't so mind-numbing. The second thing she noticed was how much trouble she was having opening her eyes. A soft moan escaped her lips as Marguerite tried to sit up.
"No." Was the only thing Avril said as she held Marguerite down. It didn't take much. The elder brunette was pretty weak at the moment.
"How bad?" Marguerite managed, accepting that she couldn't sit up.
"Nothing, compared to some of the bruises you've had before." Avril assured her. "You'll live."
"Much to your disappointment, I'm sure." Marguerite muttered. She tired once more to open her eyes. "Where's John?" Her vision was quite blurred, and the cavern was brighter than she remembered.
"He found a way out." Avril replied. "Through the roof. There's an opening."
"Of course. There's always an opening." Marguerite groaned. "How big was that damned rock? It feels like my head is going to explode."
"Why'd you do it?" Avril asked, trying to sound curious.
"I tripped." Marguerite sighed. "Seriously, how big was the rock?"
"Well.. That is.." Avril inhaled. "Thanks."
"You're welcome." Marguerite gave her a weak smile.
"All right!" Roxton exclaimed as he headed towards them. "We should be able to make it through the opening without any trouble. The climb is going to be a little tough, but we'll figure it out."
"Honestly, John, do you need to be so loud?" Marguerite complained.
Roxton froze.
"She's awake?" He seemed stunned.
Avril nodded.
"She's awake." She confirmed.
Instantly, Roxton was by her side, wiping the hair off of her face and making sure she was all right.
"You had me worried." He chided her gently. "How do you feel?"
"Like the entire mountain fell on me." Marguerite replied, sounding very tired.
"Why don't you get some more sleep?" Roxton suggested gently.
"Why don't you get me some pain killers?" Marguerite countered.
"Get us out of here." Avril told Roxton. "I'll stay with her."
Roxton nodded, reluctantly going to see about their escape from their golden prison. But not without first planting a soft kiss on Marguerite's forehead.
"Did we get enough gold?" Marguerite asked after awhile.
"I think so." Avril sounded distracted. "Really, Marguerite, where the hell did you find him?"
"Roxton?" Marguerite laughed softly. "In the middle of a lecture hall."
Marguerite sat up, a move Avril protested.
"Relax." The elder sister insisted. "I'm not going to break."
Marguerite made her way over to the wall, and leaned back against the glittering substance. Avril went to sit beside her, and neither spoke for awhile.
"Marguerite?" Avril's voice eventually broke the silence.
"Hmm?" Marguerite replied, just drifting off to sleep.
"I'm sorry."
Marguerite opened her eyes and regarded her sister.
"For what?"
"Saying you abandoned me." Avril replied honestly.
"And I'm sorry for abandoning you." Marguerite's spoke softly. "So, I guess we're even."
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"How are you feeling?" Roxton asked as he sat down beside Marguerite.
He had spent the past two hours widening the hole, and figuring out how they were going to get Marguerite out of the cave safely.
"Better." Marguerite said with a small smile.
"How much longer?" Avril demanded, her impatience clear in her voice.
"Ten, fifteen minutes tops." Roxton assured her. "But we have a problem."
"Of course we do." Marguerite muttered.
"Once we get out of here, we're still in hostile territory." Roxton reminded them. "And I'm not sure we'll be able to avoid them with all that gold weighing us down."
"And my injuries." Marguerite added.
Roxton nodded. He hadn't wanted to say it, but it was true. She would also be slowing them down.
"Well, leave me behind then." Marguerite shrugged. "I'm sure I can find my way home."
"Don't be ridiculous." Roxton exclaimed. "That's not what I was suggesting."
"What then?" Avril asked.
"I could leave the two of you here, and signal the treehouse for help. There's a mountain not far from here. I can climb it, and signal them from the top." Roxton suggested.
"Climb a mountain? Don't be ridiculous." Marguerite scoffed. "That would take longer than going back to the treehouse."
"No. The mountain isn't that big. I could make it up and back down again in half a day at the most." Roxton argued.
Marguerite frowned.
"And what if you get hit with one of those darts? You aren't going out there alone Roxton."
"I'll be fine." Roxton said, cupping her cheek with his palm. "I'll be back in twelve hours, at the most." He leaned in, gently brushing her lips with his own. "I'm not going to leave you." He murmured softly so only she heard him.
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Marguerite and Avril watched as Roxton disappeared into the shadows on the other side of the cave. They sat in silence for half an hour, listening to him make his way up, and out of the cave. Marguerite sighed, regretting letting him go out there alone. She sat back down, although Avril remained standing. Staring off into the shadows Roxton had vanished into.
"He loves you." She murmured, her voice a mixture of awe and disbelief.
Avril turned to regard her sister.
"You love him?" She asked.
Marguerite held her sister's gaze, unflinching.
"Yes." She replied honestly.
Avril was the first to look away, turning back to the shadows.
"How do you know he's any different than the others?"
"I don't know." Marguerite sighed. "I just do."
"What if he betrays you? Leaves you? Finds another with more money who actually knows who she is?" Avril pressed.
"He won't." Marguerite insisted.
Avril sighed, taking a seat next to her sister.
"But how can you be so sure?" She asked, her voice barely a whisper.
"Because he's different." Marguerite replied. "Because he loves me."
Avril didn't reply. Her fingers absently playing with a silver locket she wore around he neck.
"What is that?" Marguerite asked.
Avril took of her necklace and opened it, revealing a black and white picture of a little girl.
"It's my daughter." She said, handing the locket over to Marguerite.
"She's beautiful." Marguerite murmured. "She looks just like you."
"Her eyes are green." Avril said. "Which I don't understand, because her father's eyes weren't green, and mine aren't green..." She shrugged.
"Maybe one of our parents had green eyes." Marguerite offered, looking up from the small photo.
"Maybe." Avril agreed. "Maybe."
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Still trying to decide what exactly is going to happen next chapter, but it should be a good one. Maybe only one chapter left, and an epilogue. Hopefully, I'll get a few of my other fics updated this weekend too. lol, and I don't plan on starting any more before I finish the ones I've already started. I've already got more than I can handle. But, anyway, review this, and I'll see you next chapter.
Dai stiho
~CrimsonCat~
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The first thing Marguerite notice was the mind-numbing pain that seemed to consume her. But, she had always been good at dealing with her pain. So, after a few minutes, it wasn't so mind-numbing. The second thing she noticed was how much trouble she was having opening her eyes. A soft moan escaped her lips as Marguerite tried to sit up.
"No." Was the only thing Avril said as she held Marguerite down. It didn't take much. The elder brunette was pretty weak at the moment.
"How bad?" Marguerite managed, accepting that she couldn't sit up.
"Nothing, compared to some of the bruises you've had before." Avril assured her. "You'll live."
"Much to your disappointment, I'm sure." Marguerite muttered. She tired once more to open her eyes. "Where's John?" Her vision was quite blurred, and the cavern was brighter than she remembered.
"He found a way out." Avril replied. "Through the roof. There's an opening."
"Of course. There's always an opening." Marguerite groaned. "How big was that damned rock? It feels like my head is going to explode."
"Why'd you do it?" Avril asked, trying to sound curious.
"I tripped." Marguerite sighed. "Seriously, how big was the rock?"
"Well.. That is.." Avril inhaled. "Thanks."
"You're welcome." Marguerite gave her a weak smile.
"All right!" Roxton exclaimed as he headed towards them. "We should be able to make it through the opening without any trouble. The climb is going to be a little tough, but we'll figure it out."
"Honestly, John, do you need to be so loud?" Marguerite complained.
Roxton froze.
"She's awake?" He seemed stunned.
Avril nodded.
"She's awake." She confirmed.
Instantly, Roxton was by her side, wiping the hair off of her face and making sure she was all right.
"You had me worried." He chided her gently. "How do you feel?"
"Like the entire mountain fell on me." Marguerite replied, sounding very tired.
"Why don't you get some more sleep?" Roxton suggested gently.
"Why don't you get me some pain killers?" Marguerite countered.
"Get us out of here." Avril told Roxton. "I'll stay with her."
Roxton nodded, reluctantly going to see about their escape from their golden prison. But not without first planting a soft kiss on Marguerite's forehead.
"Did we get enough gold?" Marguerite asked after awhile.
"I think so." Avril sounded distracted. "Really, Marguerite, where the hell did you find him?"
"Roxton?" Marguerite laughed softly. "In the middle of a lecture hall."
Marguerite sat up, a move Avril protested.
"Relax." The elder sister insisted. "I'm not going to break."
Marguerite made her way over to the wall, and leaned back against the glittering substance. Avril went to sit beside her, and neither spoke for awhile.
"Marguerite?" Avril's voice eventually broke the silence.
"Hmm?" Marguerite replied, just drifting off to sleep.
"I'm sorry."
Marguerite opened her eyes and regarded her sister.
"For what?"
"Saying you abandoned me." Avril replied honestly.
"And I'm sorry for abandoning you." Marguerite's spoke softly. "So, I guess we're even."
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"How are you feeling?" Roxton asked as he sat down beside Marguerite.
He had spent the past two hours widening the hole, and figuring out how they were going to get Marguerite out of the cave safely.
"Better." Marguerite said with a small smile.
"How much longer?" Avril demanded, her impatience clear in her voice.
"Ten, fifteen minutes tops." Roxton assured her. "But we have a problem."
"Of course we do." Marguerite muttered.
"Once we get out of here, we're still in hostile territory." Roxton reminded them. "And I'm not sure we'll be able to avoid them with all that gold weighing us down."
"And my injuries." Marguerite added.
Roxton nodded. He hadn't wanted to say it, but it was true. She would also be slowing them down.
"Well, leave me behind then." Marguerite shrugged. "I'm sure I can find my way home."
"Don't be ridiculous." Roxton exclaimed. "That's not what I was suggesting."
"What then?" Avril asked.
"I could leave the two of you here, and signal the treehouse for help. There's a mountain not far from here. I can climb it, and signal them from the top." Roxton suggested.
"Climb a mountain? Don't be ridiculous." Marguerite scoffed. "That would take longer than going back to the treehouse."
"No. The mountain isn't that big. I could make it up and back down again in half a day at the most." Roxton argued.
Marguerite frowned.
"And what if you get hit with one of those darts? You aren't going out there alone Roxton."
"I'll be fine." Roxton said, cupping her cheek with his palm. "I'll be back in twelve hours, at the most." He leaned in, gently brushing her lips with his own. "I'm not going to leave you." He murmured softly so only she heard him.
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Marguerite and Avril watched as Roxton disappeared into the shadows on the other side of the cave. They sat in silence for half an hour, listening to him make his way up, and out of the cave. Marguerite sighed, regretting letting him go out there alone. She sat back down, although Avril remained standing. Staring off into the shadows Roxton had vanished into.
"He loves you." She murmured, her voice a mixture of awe and disbelief.
Avril turned to regard her sister.
"You love him?" She asked.
Marguerite held her sister's gaze, unflinching.
"Yes." She replied honestly.
Avril was the first to look away, turning back to the shadows.
"How do you know he's any different than the others?"
"I don't know." Marguerite sighed. "I just do."
"What if he betrays you? Leaves you? Finds another with more money who actually knows who she is?" Avril pressed.
"He won't." Marguerite insisted.
Avril sighed, taking a seat next to her sister.
"But how can you be so sure?" She asked, her voice barely a whisper.
"Because he's different." Marguerite replied. "Because he loves me."
Avril didn't reply. Her fingers absently playing with a silver locket she wore around he neck.
"What is that?" Marguerite asked.
Avril took of her necklace and opened it, revealing a black and white picture of a little girl.
"It's my daughter." She said, handing the locket over to Marguerite.
"She's beautiful." Marguerite murmured. "She looks just like you."
"Her eyes are green." Avril said. "Which I don't understand, because her father's eyes weren't green, and mine aren't green..." She shrugged.
"Maybe one of our parents had green eyes." Marguerite offered, looking up from the small photo.
"Maybe." Avril agreed. "Maybe."
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Still trying to decide what exactly is going to happen next chapter, but it should be a good one. Maybe only one chapter left, and an epilogue. Hopefully, I'll get a few of my other fics updated this weekend too. lol, and I don't plan on starting any more before I finish the ones I've already started. I've already got more than I can handle. But, anyway, review this, and I'll see you next chapter.
Dai stiho
~CrimsonCat~
