Title: For All Eternity
Author: Julia Laure
Chapter 2: Snowflakes and Memories
Feedback: strawberry-chicky@excite.com or the nifty little review thing down below...whatever floats your boat
Disclaimer: see ch. 1
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Liz came back down the hall towards the kitchen of the penthouse that Prince Laurent de Sainte-Marie and his siblings were currently sharing. She stopped at the point where the hall opened up into a room. What she saw made her heart ache with longing of what could have been.
When she was sixteen the man that was now holding her niece had asked her to marry him and she, Elizabeth Wakefield, had stupidly turned him down. She had come back to Sweet Valley, the town where she had grown up in, and kept going with her boyfriend as if nothing happened. But something had, Todd Wilkins and her had never had the relationship they had before she went to France. Even with her college boyfriends, like Tom Watts, she had never felt the spark that she had felt with Laurent.
She took in the sight of Laurent holding her niece and wondered if she had married him if they would have had a little girl by now. He would make a good father. She suddenly shook herself to get those foolish thoughts out of her head. Of course he would make a good father, to someone else's children, not hers.
Laurent looked up and saw her watching him. He smiled. In the background he heard Claudine and Manon call his name together. He figured they were just fighting over fashion magazine they had bought. He stood up and handed Liz Allie.
"I think I have to go break up the fashion twins from their monthly fight over whatever magazine they 'just have to read,'" he said laughingly. Shaking his head he walked into the penthouse living room. His sisters sat on the couch with little Will in between them. He was an adorable sight, covered head to toe in his winter gear, ready to fight the bitter weather.
"We just wanted to let you know that freezing rain is coming down outside and a huge winter storm's blowing in," Claudine said.
Disbelieving them Laurent walked to the window. It never snowed much in California, much less a blizzard, so he'd heard. Sure enough freezing rain was coming down, hard too.
Liz had just walked into the room with Allie all bundled up and ready to face the weather. It had been unseasonably cold this year. Too cold for her blood. Laurent had pulled back the curtains and was muttering about his "damn luck" when she noticed what he was looking at. He was looking at freezing rain! She couldn't believe it. It had been at least five years since she had last seen it, and she remembered the car wreck that Nick had been in then.
"You're not going out in that," Laurent told her forcefully.
"I realize that. Nick was in a wreck and broke his arm last time this stuff hit us. No way I'm going to endanger the kids in this crap," she bit back annoyed with the fact that Laurent actually thought that she would chance it with the slippery conditions. "I guess I'll have to call down to the front desk and see if they have a room. May I use your phone?"
"No."
"No?" Liz asked disbelievingly.
"No, you can stay here with us. We have plenty of room."
"I'd rather stay in our own room," she stated. Allie started wiggling in her arms to be let down. Liz obliged her and she toddled off to her cousin. Manon and Claudine had started to take off the winter outerwear Will had on. Manon switched over to getting Allie's off as well.
"We have too much room as it is, it'll be no trouble at all." he told her.
"I said no."
"Well in that case I'd like to inform you of the current hotel situation. It's booked, no vacancies left," Pierre shouted from the other room in French.
"Stay out of this," they both shouted back in the same language.
"You're going to have to stay now."
"I figured that one out already," Liz told him dryly.
"Claudine can fit Allie in her room, Manon can take Will, um, Pierre can have the pull out couch, and..." Laurent was cut off.
"You and Liz can share the master bedroom," Pierre finished smugly.
"I'll sleep on the floor, naturally," Laurent said.
"Naturally," Liz said with a trace of annoyance.
"I can go down and pull the suitcases out of the Jeep, okay?" Pierre told her.
"Fine." She tossed him the keys and he went down to get the children's overnight things. She looked around and noticed that she was suddenly alone. Liz felt a tug on the hem of her skirt. She looked down to Allie.
"Tired Izzy," Allie told her after she let out a monstrous yawn.
"Okay, baby, you'll be in bed in just a few minutes." Liz picked up Allie and rocked her while she waited for the pajamas that Pierre was bringing. William had gone with the girls to get the beds ready. Laurent had just disappeared. She figured he was with them supervising.
Ten minutes later Pierre was back with the suitcases. Manon and Claudine reappeared with William. They took Allie back with them when they went back to the rooms. Liz followed and helped them get Will and Allie to bed. They decided to turn in too. Liz trudged back out to the living room to find Laurent sitting in front of the news on television. He had a glass of pop in his hand.
"Where's Pierre?" Liz asked.
"Downstairs in the indoor pool. He likes to swim at night, don't ask me why." Laurent said not taking his eyes from the screen.
"Mind if I join you?"
"Go right ahead." She sat down next to him on the couch. They watched the news in silence.
"Why didn't you marry?" Liz asked and immediately realized her horrid mistake. "I-I mean, I shouldn't have asked it's none of my business," she jumped to her feet and muttered, "I think I'm going to bed."
Claudine had given Liz a nightshirt to wear. Liz changed into it, pulled back the covers, and slid into the bed. Five minutes later Laurent came in. He grabbed some clothes from the dresser and left. All Liz could think about was her stupidity. Never in her wildest dreams did she think she could have been less tactful. The door opened again. She thought maybe he was going to take a pillow and blanket and sleep on the floor next to her. He did the exact opposite; he slid into bed with her. He was faced toward the opposite wall, not touching her at all.
"Because I only loved one person, and she said no," He told her after what seemed like hours of awkward silence.
"What?" she said sleepily.
"Why I never married. What about you?" he asked.
"He wasn't you," she yawned out before drifting asleep. He was stunned.
Laurent laid awake long minutes before making up his mind. She started shivering. She was dreaming of being lost in the snow, and then suddenly she didn't dream at all. She was content. Laurent had taken her into his arms. She cuddled up to him in her sleep and sighed. He drifted asleep. His last thought was he was not going to let her go this time.
Author's Note: Feedback pleez!!!!!!!!! Oh and pop is soda (I hate that word) for all you non-Ohioans. Sorry about the mistakes (I proofread, but ya know), that it's so short.... and took forever to post. I had writer's block on what to do for the longest time. Just wanted to thank all that reviewed I appreciate it. Love you all!!!! Please review, and ask questions if you have them, I promise I'll answer them.
Author: Julia Laure
Chapter 2: Snowflakes and Memories
Feedback: strawberry-chicky@excite.com or the nifty little review thing down below...whatever floats your boat
Disclaimer: see ch. 1
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Liz came back down the hall towards the kitchen of the penthouse that Prince Laurent de Sainte-Marie and his siblings were currently sharing. She stopped at the point where the hall opened up into a room. What she saw made her heart ache with longing of what could have been.
When she was sixteen the man that was now holding her niece had asked her to marry him and she, Elizabeth Wakefield, had stupidly turned him down. She had come back to Sweet Valley, the town where she had grown up in, and kept going with her boyfriend as if nothing happened. But something had, Todd Wilkins and her had never had the relationship they had before she went to France. Even with her college boyfriends, like Tom Watts, she had never felt the spark that she had felt with Laurent.
She took in the sight of Laurent holding her niece and wondered if she had married him if they would have had a little girl by now. He would make a good father. She suddenly shook herself to get those foolish thoughts out of her head. Of course he would make a good father, to someone else's children, not hers.
Laurent looked up and saw her watching him. He smiled. In the background he heard Claudine and Manon call his name together. He figured they were just fighting over fashion magazine they had bought. He stood up and handed Liz Allie.
"I think I have to go break up the fashion twins from their monthly fight over whatever magazine they 'just have to read,'" he said laughingly. Shaking his head he walked into the penthouse living room. His sisters sat on the couch with little Will in between them. He was an adorable sight, covered head to toe in his winter gear, ready to fight the bitter weather.
"We just wanted to let you know that freezing rain is coming down outside and a huge winter storm's blowing in," Claudine said.
Disbelieving them Laurent walked to the window. It never snowed much in California, much less a blizzard, so he'd heard. Sure enough freezing rain was coming down, hard too.
Liz had just walked into the room with Allie all bundled up and ready to face the weather. It had been unseasonably cold this year. Too cold for her blood. Laurent had pulled back the curtains and was muttering about his "damn luck" when she noticed what he was looking at. He was looking at freezing rain! She couldn't believe it. It had been at least five years since she had last seen it, and she remembered the car wreck that Nick had been in then.
"You're not going out in that," Laurent told her forcefully.
"I realize that. Nick was in a wreck and broke his arm last time this stuff hit us. No way I'm going to endanger the kids in this crap," she bit back annoyed with the fact that Laurent actually thought that she would chance it with the slippery conditions. "I guess I'll have to call down to the front desk and see if they have a room. May I use your phone?"
"No."
"No?" Liz asked disbelievingly.
"No, you can stay here with us. We have plenty of room."
"I'd rather stay in our own room," she stated. Allie started wiggling in her arms to be let down. Liz obliged her and she toddled off to her cousin. Manon and Claudine had started to take off the winter outerwear Will had on. Manon switched over to getting Allie's off as well.
"We have too much room as it is, it'll be no trouble at all." he told her.
"I said no."
"Well in that case I'd like to inform you of the current hotel situation. It's booked, no vacancies left," Pierre shouted from the other room in French.
"Stay out of this," they both shouted back in the same language.
"You're going to have to stay now."
"I figured that one out already," Liz told him dryly.
"Claudine can fit Allie in her room, Manon can take Will, um, Pierre can have the pull out couch, and..." Laurent was cut off.
"You and Liz can share the master bedroom," Pierre finished smugly.
"I'll sleep on the floor, naturally," Laurent said.
"Naturally," Liz said with a trace of annoyance.
"I can go down and pull the suitcases out of the Jeep, okay?" Pierre told her.
"Fine." She tossed him the keys and he went down to get the children's overnight things. She looked around and noticed that she was suddenly alone. Liz felt a tug on the hem of her skirt. She looked down to Allie.
"Tired Izzy," Allie told her after she let out a monstrous yawn.
"Okay, baby, you'll be in bed in just a few minutes." Liz picked up Allie and rocked her while she waited for the pajamas that Pierre was bringing. William had gone with the girls to get the beds ready. Laurent had just disappeared. She figured he was with them supervising.
Ten minutes later Pierre was back with the suitcases. Manon and Claudine reappeared with William. They took Allie back with them when they went back to the rooms. Liz followed and helped them get Will and Allie to bed. They decided to turn in too. Liz trudged back out to the living room to find Laurent sitting in front of the news on television. He had a glass of pop in his hand.
"Where's Pierre?" Liz asked.
"Downstairs in the indoor pool. He likes to swim at night, don't ask me why." Laurent said not taking his eyes from the screen.
"Mind if I join you?"
"Go right ahead." She sat down next to him on the couch. They watched the news in silence.
"Why didn't you marry?" Liz asked and immediately realized her horrid mistake. "I-I mean, I shouldn't have asked it's none of my business," she jumped to her feet and muttered, "I think I'm going to bed."
Claudine had given Liz a nightshirt to wear. Liz changed into it, pulled back the covers, and slid into the bed. Five minutes later Laurent came in. He grabbed some clothes from the dresser and left. All Liz could think about was her stupidity. Never in her wildest dreams did she think she could have been less tactful. The door opened again. She thought maybe he was going to take a pillow and blanket and sleep on the floor next to her. He did the exact opposite; he slid into bed with her. He was faced toward the opposite wall, not touching her at all.
"Because I only loved one person, and she said no," He told her after what seemed like hours of awkward silence.
"What?" she said sleepily.
"Why I never married. What about you?" he asked.
"He wasn't you," she yawned out before drifting asleep. He was stunned.
Laurent laid awake long minutes before making up his mind. She started shivering. She was dreaming of being lost in the snow, and then suddenly she didn't dream at all. She was content. Laurent had taken her into his arms. She cuddled up to him in her sleep and sighed. He drifted asleep. His last thought was he was not going to let her go this time.
Author's Note: Feedback pleez!!!!!!!!! Oh and pop is soda (I hate that word) for all you non-Ohioans. Sorry about the mistakes (I proofread, but ya know), that it's so short.... and took forever to post. I had writer's block on what to do for the longest time. Just wanted to thank all that reviewed I appreciate it. Love you all!!!! Please review, and ask questions if you have them, I promise I'll answer them.
