Disclaimer: refer back to Ch.1
A/N: Last time in Kismet.
~*~Leighanne got me some water from the bathroom, and told me to lean against the headboard. She put the glass to my lips, and I let the cool liquid slide down my parched throat. I felt as if the world had been taken from underneath me. Someone had played a nasty trick on me, and all I wanted to do was pull my blanket off of my head and wake up. It was just a horrible dream. it had to be, right? ~*~
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Chapter 4 - All Right Again~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ (Hermione's POV)
Ron just held me while sobs racked my body. I couldn't stop crying. All I knew was that my love, my husband, the father of my child, had died on a plane crash. We later found that something in the engine had gone awry and started a gas leak. The leak spread throughout the cabin, putting everyone, including the pilots, to sleep. The plane began its descend to the earth approximately two hours after take off, and they landed into the sea. All I could think was that my baby had died in his sleep, and that he couldn't feel anything. But something in the back of my mind was yelling at me, telling me that I was being delusional.
'Of course he could feel it,' the voice said. 'He felt every piece of shattered glass cutting him, and he felt the water gushing into the cabin, and filling his lungs until he couldn't breathe any more.'
Don't you just love it when your mind tells you things you do not want to hear?
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ (Ron's POV)
Hermione fell asleep soon after the news stopped broadcasting the plane crash. Leighanne and I went downstairs and fixed some hot cocoa for all of us. Hermione's mum had always made cocoa for her when she was sad, and for some odd reason I remembered that, and thought it might cheer her up. When we got back up there, she was awake again, just staring at the ceiling. It looked as if she wanted it to come crashing down, like she expected it to. I handed her it and she smiled slightly, taking the mug in her hands and holding it there. The three of us sat quietly, none of us knowing what to say or do. I mean, is there anything you can say or do? What's the point? My best friend lost her husband, the father of her future child. There's nothing to say.
Okay, so there's always the, "I'm sorry," line, but what exactly does that do? That just reminds the person that something in their life is missing and that piece can never be replaced. In Hermione's case, it was part of her heart.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ (Leighanne's POV)
After she finally drank her cocoa, 'Mione went back to sleep. Ron and I quietly crept down the stairs, and ventured into the kitchen for some more hot cocoa. We sat in silence, staring off into space, each of us contemplating what it would be like to lose someone that you loved so much. Don't ask me how I knew that was what he was thinking. We all do it. You start putting yourself into different situations, and wondering what you would be capable of accomplishing given certain obstacles. We both imagined loving someone and suddenly losing him or her to the unknown.
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"Hey Leighanne?"
"Yeah Ron?"
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Would I be able to handle something of this proportion?"
"Yeah. that." Ron took a deep gulp of his steaming cocoa before setting it down on the island and staring out into the back yard. He glanced at Leigh, and noticed how she kept tracing the rim of the mug with her finger. He moved from around the island to sit next to her on a stool. "D'ya think she's going to be all right?"
Leighanne took a deep breath before answering him. "If you're asking if she's going to get right back on the horse after being thrown off and trampled upon, no, she's not going to be all right. If you're asking if she's going to someday decide to try to ride that horse again, then yes, she'll be all right."
"Oh." Ron pushed his cocoa away from him, and walked into the living room, Leighanne following his footsteps. They both sat down on the couch, and putting a blanket over themselves, they fell fast asleep, each knowing that this was going to be a long journey to recovery for their dear friend.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ A/N: hey guys! So, whatcha think? Like it? Love it? Hate it? REVIEW IT! Please? lol
A/N: Last time in Kismet.
~*~Leighanne got me some water from the bathroom, and told me to lean against the headboard. She put the glass to my lips, and I let the cool liquid slide down my parched throat. I felt as if the world had been taken from underneath me. Someone had played a nasty trick on me, and all I wanted to do was pull my blanket off of my head and wake up. It was just a horrible dream. it had to be, right? ~*~
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Chapter 4 - All Right Again~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ (Hermione's POV)
Ron just held me while sobs racked my body. I couldn't stop crying. All I knew was that my love, my husband, the father of my child, had died on a plane crash. We later found that something in the engine had gone awry and started a gas leak. The leak spread throughout the cabin, putting everyone, including the pilots, to sleep. The plane began its descend to the earth approximately two hours after take off, and they landed into the sea. All I could think was that my baby had died in his sleep, and that he couldn't feel anything. But something in the back of my mind was yelling at me, telling me that I was being delusional.
'Of course he could feel it,' the voice said. 'He felt every piece of shattered glass cutting him, and he felt the water gushing into the cabin, and filling his lungs until he couldn't breathe any more.'
Don't you just love it when your mind tells you things you do not want to hear?
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ (Ron's POV)
Hermione fell asleep soon after the news stopped broadcasting the plane crash. Leighanne and I went downstairs and fixed some hot cocoa for all of us. Hermione's mum had always made cocoa for her when she was sad, and for some odd reason I remembered that, and thought it might cheer her up. When we got back up there, she was awake again, just staring at the ceiling. It looked as if she wanted it to come crashing down, like she expected it to. I handed her it and she smiled slightly, taking the mug in her hands and holding it there. The three of us sat quietly, none of us knowing what to say or do. I mean, is there anything you can say or do? What's the point? My best friend lost her husband, the father of her future child. There's nothing to say.
Okay, so there's always the, "I'm sorry," line, but what exactly does that do? That just reminds the person that something in their life is missing and that piece can never be replaced. In Hermione's case, it was part of her heart.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ (Leighanne's POV)
After she finally drank her cocoa, 'Mione went back to sleep. Ron and I quietly crept down the stairs, and ventured into the kitchen for some more hot cocoa. We sat in silence, staring off into space, each of us contemplating what it would be like to lose someone that you loved so much. Don't ask me how I knew that was what he was thinking. We all do it. You start putting yourself into different situations, and wondering what you would be capable of accomplishing given certain obstacles. We both imagined loving someone and suddenly losing him or her to the unknown.
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"Hey Leighanne?"
"Yeah Ron?"
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Would I be able to handle something of this proportion?"
"Yeah. that." Ron took a deep gulp of his steaming cocoa before setting it down on the island and staring out into the back yard. He glanced at Leigh, and noticed how she kept tracing the rim of the mug with her finger. He moved from around the island to sit next to her on a stool. "D'ya think she's going to be all right?"
Leighanne took a deep breath before answering him. "If you're asking if she's going to get right back on the horse after being thrown off and trampled upon, no, she's not going to be all right. If you're asking if she's going to someday decide to try to ride that horse again, then yes, she'll be all right."
"Oh." Ron pushed his cocoa away from him, and walked into the living room, Leighanne following his footsteps. They both sat down on the couch, and putting a blanket over themselves, they fell fast asleep, each knowing that this was going to be a long journey to recovery for their dear friend.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ A/N: hey guys! So, whatcha think? Like it? Love it? Hate it? REVIEW IT! Please? lol