Life After High School - Ten Years Later
By Risty and Silver
Disclaimer: The short answer is: No. The long answer is: Nnnooooooooooooooooo.
Summary: You've read this far . . . man.
A/N: ::Wicked Witch of the West voice:: I'm melting! Melting! Oh what a world, what a world! My reign is ending! ::ahem:: No, I haven't updated because I've had an Exam on Friday and I had an assignment due. SO SUE ME! No, don't. You won't get much....
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(Ria's POV)
We woke up in the morning and went down to breakfast, only to find that Emma wasn't there. Benny was though. He said that Emma had had an accident the night before and was at the hospital. Kane looked real scared. I knew how he felt. I'd be terrified if my mum was in hospital. It was true that I had never been separated from her (before coming to stay with Kane of course) for more than three days. We were a close family.
That day, Kane and Vince were both withdrawn and a bit sullen. I took to reading a book for most of the day. It was called 'I Am Not Esther' and it was really well written. I giggled as I read how a girl was separated from her mother and was sent to live with her uncle, a Child of Faith (I shuddered). He made her pray, treated her like trash along with the other women in the family. The only real friends she had were her older cousin, Daniel and her younger cousin Magdalene. All of these kids in this guy's family were named biblical names. I shuddered again, thanking Valor for my nice, normal family. I wondered what was going on at home right now. It seemed like an eternity ago that I saw my brothers and sister and mum and dad when it was only yesterday or the day before.
(Jamie's POV)
When we all got over the good news of that monster being dead, Frodo and I went ahead with the plans of adopting a child. We wanted it to be a girl. Debbie, even though she wasn't married, wanted to adopt a child as well. So we decided to go through it together.
We all rode to Lake Town to the adoption agency. Frodo and I had been on the list for quite some time. When we arrived, Amy, a friend of mine who had gone to school with us, and had landed a job at the agency, greeted us. After we all said hello and introduced Debbie, Amy turned to me.
"We found a few children you might be interested in." She said, a knowing look in her eye. "Come and meet them." So we went with her to the nursery. We had specifically asked for a toddler or older, since I had begun to get depressed when the twins were born. They had been one turning two when I had landed myself in hospital. Amy led a few children forward. There were five girls and two boys. I looked at the girls intently. There was a set of twins. They had light brown hair and big brown eyes. I didn't need another set of twins, but Debbie cooed.
"Jamie, how about we get the twins. You could have one and I could have the other. It'd be perfect."
I thought it over. She did have a point. While we were away, she had managed to land a job with Rosie at the Green Dragon as a bar maid and a waitress. It was pretty good money and she was planning on getting her own place pretty soon. I nodded.
"Amy, is it okay if Debbs takes one of the twins and I take the other?"
Amy thought it was an excellent idea. They were three years old and awfully cute. We signed the adoption papers, and got to know the girls. We met with their birth parents who were overjoyed that their little angels would know each other. The twin I took, Kirby, didn't waste time. She hugged my legs and looked up at me with curious eyes. I laughed and picked her up.
"You're coming home with me. You can call me mummy, if you want."
Kirby let it roll off her tongue. "Mummy." She smiled and hugged me tight. "Mummy. I like it."
Debbie picked up her little girl, Maggie, and after we had finalized everything, we were back on our way to Hobbiton. On the way, I told Kirby about her brothers and sisters and the animals and all of her cousins and aunts and uncles. Both of the little girls fell asleep as we were passing through Bree. They were gorgeous.
They still hadn't grown into their feet yet, because they were so small, but they had mid-back length light brown hair, huge brown eyes that shone with curiosity, button noses and rose-bud lips. They wore identical denim overalls with identical white shirts. From the look of it, they had a picture of 'Milo and Otis' the cat and dog on the front. I felt content. I knew that my tin was content. Frodo was happy. The kids would be even more content to know they had a new little sister to play with.
My mind was at ease until we walked in the door of home and I checked for messages on the machine. There was one.
:: Beep:: 'Hi, Jamie, it's Benny. Sorry not to catch you at home, but Emma has fallen down the stairs and hit her head pretty bad. Don't worry; the doctor says she's in a stable condition. Again, don't worry, everything is fine. Well, see you later. :: Beep::
A/N: (sobs into hanky) Have you heard? Sadly, Richard Harris died yesterday. I have a question. WHO THE HELL WILL THEY GET TO PLAY ALBUS DUMBLEDORE IN THE NEXT FIVE HP MOVIES?!?! (Sobs into hanky some more)
By Risty and Silver
Disclaimer: The short answer is: No. The long answer is: Nnnooooooooooooooooo.
Summary: You've read this far . . . man.
A/N: ::Wicked Witch of the West voice:: I'm melting! Melting! Oh what a world, what a world! My reign is ending! ::ahem:: No, I haven't updated because I've had an Exam on Friday and I had an assignment due. SO SUE ME! No, don't. You won't get much....
+~+~+~+
(Ria's POV)
We woke up in the morning and went down to breakfast, only to find that Emma wasn't there. Benny was though. He said that Emma had had an accident the night before and was at the hospital. Kane looked real scared. I knew how he felt. I'd be terrified if my mum was in hospital. It was true that I had never been separated from her (before coming to stay with Kane of course) for more than three days. We were a close family.
That day, Kane and Vince were both withdrawn and a bit sullen. I took to reading a book for most of the day. It was called 'I Am Not Esther' and it was really well written. I giggled as I read how a girl was separated from her mother and was sent to live with her uncle, a Child of Faith (I shuddered). He made her pray, treated her like trash along with the other women in the family. The only real friends she had were her older cousin, Daniel and her younger cousin Magdalene. All of these kids in this guy's family were named biblical names. I shuddered again, thanking Valor for my nice, normal family. I wondered what was going on at home right now. It seemed like an eternity ago that I saw my brothers and sister and mum and dad when it was only yesterday or the day before.
(Jamie's POV)
When we all got over the good news of that monster being dead, Frodo and I went ahead with the plans of adopting a child. We wanted it to be a girl. Debbie, even though she wasn't married, wanted to adopt a child as well. So we decided to go through it together.
We all rode to Lake Town to the adoption agency. Frodo and I had been on the list for quite some time. When we arrived, Amy, a friend of mine who had gone to school with us, and had landed a job at the agency, greeted us. After we all said hello and introduced Debbie, Amy turned to me.
"We found a few children you might be interested in." She said, a knowing look in her eye. "Come and meet them." So we went with her to the nursery. We had specifically asked for a toddler or older, since I had begun to get depressed when the twins were born. They had been one turning two when I had landed myself in hospital. Amy led a few children forward. There were five girls and two boys. I looked at the girls intently. There was a set of twins. They had light brown hair and big brown eyes. I didn't need another set of twins, but Debbie cooed.
"Jamie, how about we get the twins. You could have one and I could have the other. It'd be perfect."
I thought it over. She did have a point. While we were away, she had managed to land a job with Rosie at the Green Dragon as a bar maid and a waitress. It was pretty good money and she was planning on getting her own place pretty soon. I nodded.
"Amy, is it okay if Debbs takes one of the twins and I take the other?"
Amy thought it was an excellent idea. They were three years old and awfully cute. We signed the adoption papers, and got to know the girls. We met with their birth parents who were overjoyed that their little angels would know each other. The twin I took, Kirby, didn't waste time. She hugged my legs and looked up at me with curious eyes. I laughed and picked her up.
"You're coming home with me. You can call me mummy, if you want."
Kirby let it roll off her tongue. "Mummy." She smiled and hugged me tight. "Mummy. I like it."
Debbie picked up her little girl, Maggie, and after we had finalized everything, we were back on our way to Hobbiton. On the way, I told Kirby about her brothers and sisters and the animals and all of her cousins and aunts and uncles. Both of the little girls fell asleep as we were passing through Bree. They were gorgeous.
They still hadn't grown into their feet yet, because they were so small, but they had mid-back length light brown hair, huge brown eyes that shone with curiosity, button noses and rose-bud lips. They wore identical denim overalls with identical white shirts. From the look of it, they had a picture of 'Milo and Otis' the cat and dog on the front. I felt content. I knew that my tin was content. Frodo was happy. The kids would be even more content to know they had a new little sister to play with.
My mind was at ease until we walked in the door of home and I checked for messages on the machine. There was one.
:: Beep:: 'Hi, Jamie, it's Benny. Sorry not to catch you at home, but Emma has fallen down the stairs and hit her head pretty bad. Don't worry; the doctor says she's in a stable condition. Again, don't worry, everything is fine. Well, see you later. :: Beep::
A/N: (sobs into hanky) Have you heard? Sadly, Richard Harris died yesterday. I have a question. WHO THE HELL WILL THEY GET TO PLAY ALBUS DUMBLEDORE IN THE NEXT FIVE HP MOVIES?!?! (Sobs into hanky some more)