Disclaimer: I do not own any of these character, I am only borrowing them.
Authors Note: hi again, thank you to all of you who read my story. Here is the second chapter. I will try to get them all out as soon as possible. It will be finished because I know exactly where I'm going with it. A special thanks to those who reviewed my story I'm glad you liked it, and hope you will enjoy this part. Thank you Jouliana for reminding what Veronica's mother's name was. All of you out there feel free to write and tell me if anything should be changed. I took creative license with a few things, I hope you guys don't mind.
~*~*~ What she seeks ~*~*~
Thick silence descended on the tree house and its inhabitants after Abigail disappeared.
Then Finn stated softly "What was that about?"
"I don't know but I think Veronica's mom is confused about something" Marguerite said firmly as she turned away from the spot Abigail had just inhabited.
Veronica sighed "I hate to say it but I have to agree, I mean..I guess. I don't know? What could she have meant?" looking at Marguerite with inquiring eyes she added "don't you have any idea"
"No" she said shortly. Then sat down and preceded to pretend to read a book.
Roxton smiled at the action. As always the lovely Marguerite avoided any all inquires into her personal life. "You did come here looking for answers didn't you Marguerite?"
She glared at him but he pretended not to notice and continued "Maybe if you told us what you came here looking for we'd be able to understand what Abigail was talking about"
"Yeah, come one tell us Marguerite. You've never told us anything about why you came here." Veronica added eagerly. The desire to learn what her mom had meant just as strong as her desire to learn about the past of this woman who had shared her home for so long.
She sighed. Should she? Maybe Veronica's mom did know what she was looking for. Maybe Abigail could provide the answer she so desperately needed. Her friends were all looking at her expectantly, they all wanted to know and she couldn't blame them. She knew about their lives but they knew nearly nothing about hers. It was finally time to share.
Taking a deep breath she said "Alright, I tell you" and then proceeded to tell them quickly before she changed her mind.
"I lived in an institution for homeless children that was run by nuns"
Challenger smiled "We knew that, dear"
She nodded "Yes, but what you didn't know was that I was adopted when I was 9 years old." Ignoring there shocked faces she continued "I was adopted by a good family. The Krux family. They were a good and respected marriage that had a son and a daughter. They were complete. Yet Richard Krux, for reasons unknown to even his wife decided he wanted another daughter, so he looked for one" she paused
Veronica looked a little puzzled "what do you mean he looked for one?"
"I mean he looked for one, he went to several shelters all over the country and then he found me, and adopted me. I was his Princess and he practically ignored his other children, something Blanche, his wife, never forgave him for. She had another child, a daughter, that year hoping to divert his attention from me, it didn't work.
Finn smiled "you were still his Princess"
"yep, always and forever he would say. So anyway, I grew up and a few years ago we were on vacation and he had an accident, he lost a lot of blood. The doctor that treated him wasn't our regular family doctor, so when he decided to draw blood for a transfusion he took from all the family members, including me. When our doctor arrived on the scene and was told about the situation he offhandedly replied that they wasted their time getting my blood because I wasn't his child." Here she stopped
"Well.." Replied Veronica her eyes intent on Marguerite as were those of the other occupants
"This is the weird part" she said softly "the doctor did a double take and said that was impossible because mine was the closest match to his. The tests were done again and again and again with always the same results - they proved I was his daughter. Only I wasn't. He swore he'd never had an affair. A machine was brought over from America that measures heart beat and blood pressure to see if a person is lying and it always said he wasn't. He took it many times and always when he said that he had never had an affair, it said he told the truth. But still. I am his daughter."
Challenger shook his head softly "how is that possible?"
Marguerite smiled "That's what I would like to know?"
Roxton spoke softly from Challenger's side "what made you think you'd find the answer here?
She smiled at him, one of her 'wouldn't you like to know' smiles and said "that my dear Lord Roxton is a long story for another day."
Veronica got up and stood before the force field once again "Well, how does all that tie into me?"
Marguerite shrugged "and where's the light that's suppose to draw out the truth. I mean your mom could have at least sent us the light, don't you think?"
Finn spoke softly "I think the lights' already here, guys"
Veronica turned "where?"
"All around us," turning to Challenger "didn't you say this force field thing reflected light or something like that"
Challenger smiled "or something like that would be more like it. It's a bit more complicated than that Finn but I suppose that it could be what Ms. Abigail meant"
Marguerite stood next to Veronica "so what? Are we suppose to put our hands up against it and let it draw forth the truth!" she finished sarcastically as she grabbed Veronica's hand and pressed it, along with hers, against the force field.
Immediately lights and colors began to swirl around them as it had before, only this time there were more and with the colors came voices. Indistinct at first but growing louder and clearer. Then suddenly before the explorers appeared the image of a very young Abigail Layton, who bore a striking resemblance to Veronica, and beside her was another young girl with dark hair and blue eyes who bore striking resemblance to Marguerite.
Authors Note: hi again, thank you to all of you who read my story. Here is the second chapter. I will try to get them all out as soon as possible. It will be finished because I know exactly where I'm going with it. A special thanks to those who reviewed my story I'm glad you liked it, and hope you will enjoy this part. Thank you Jouliana for reminding what Veronica's mother's name was. All of you out there feel free to write and tell me if anything should be changed. I took creative license with a few things, I hope you guys don't mind.
~*~*~ What she seeks ~*~*~
Thick silence descended on the tree house and its inhabitants after Abigail disappeared.
Then Finn stated softly "What was that about?"
"I don't know but I think Veronica's mom is confused about something" Marguerite said firmly as she turned away from the spot Abigail had just inhabited.
Veronica sighed "I hate to say it but I have to agree, I mean..I guess. I don't know? What could she have meant?" looking at Marguerite with inquiring eyes she added "don't you have any idea"
"No" she said shortly. Then sat down and preceded to pretend to read a book.
Roxton smiled at the action. As always the lovely Marguerite avoided any all inquires into her personal life. "You did come here looking for answers didn't you Marguerite?"
She glared at him but he pretended not to notice and continued "Maybe if you told us what you came here looking for we'd be able to understand what Abigail was talking about"
"Yeah, come one tell us Marguerite. You've never told us anything about why you came here." Veronica added eagerly. The desire to learn what her mom had meant just as strong as her desire to learn about the past of this woman who had shared her home for so long.
She sighed. Should she? Maybe Veronica's mom did know what she was looking for. Maybe Abigail could provide the answer she so desperately needed. Her friends were all looking at her expectantly, they all wanted to know and she couldn't blame them. She knew about their lives but they knew nearly nothing about hers. It was finally time to share.
Taking a deep breath she said "Alright, I tell you" and then proceeded to tell them quickly before she changed her mind.
"I lived in an institution for homeless children that was run by nuns"
Challenger smiled "We knew that, dear"
She nodded "Yes, but what you didn't know was that I was adopted when I was 9 years old." Ignoring there shocked faces she continued "I was adopted by a good family. The Krux family. They were a good and respected marriage that had a son and a daughter. They were complete. Yet Richard Krux, for reasons unknown to even his wife decided he wanted another daughter, so he looked for one" she paused
Veronica looked a little puzzled "what do you mean he looked for one?"
"I mean he looked for one, he went to several shelters all over the country and then he found me, and adopted me. I was his Princess and he practically ignored his other children, something Blanche, his wife, never forgave him for. She had another child, a daughter, that year hoping to divert his attention from me, it didn't work.
Finn smiled "you were still his Princess"
"yep, always and forever he would say. So anyway, I grew up and a few years ago we were on vacation and he had an accident, he lost a lot of blood. The doctor that treated him wasn't our regular family doctor, so when he decided to draw blood for a transfusion he took from all the family members, including me. When our doctor arrived on the scene and was told about the situation he offhandedly replied that they wasted their time getting my blood because I wasn't his child." Here she stopped
"Well.." Replied Veronica her eyes intent on Marguerite as were those of the other occupants
"This is the weird part" she said softly "the doctor did a double take and said that was impossible because mine was the closest match to his. The tests were done again and again and again with always the same results - they proved I was his daughter. Only I wasn't. He swore he'd never had an affair. A machine was brought over from America that measures heart beat and blood pressure to see if a person is lying and it always said he wasn't. He took it many times and always when he said that he had never had an affair, it said he told the truth. But still. I am his daughter."
Challenger shook his head softly "how is that possible?"
Marguerite smiled "That's what I would like to know?"
Roxton spoke softly from Challenger's side "what made you think you'd find the answer here?
She smiled at him, one of her 'wouldn't you like to know' smiles and said "that my dear Lord Roxton is a long story for another day."
Veronica got up and stood before the force field once again "Well, how does all that tie into me?"
Marguerite shrugged "and where's the light that's suppose to draw out the truth. I mean your mom could have at least sent us the light, don't you think?"
Finn spoke softly "I think the lights' already here, guys"
Veronica turned "where?"
"All around us," turning to Challenger "didn't you say this force field thing reflected light or something like that"
Challenger smiled "or something like that would be more like it. It's a bit more complicated than that Finn but I suppose that it could be what Ms. Abigail meant"
Marguerite stood next to Veronica "so what? Are we suppose to put our hands up against it and let it draw forth the truth!" she finished sarcastically as she grabbed Veronica's hand and pressed it, along with hers, against the force field.
Immediately lights and colors began to swirl around them as it had before, only this time there were more and with the colors came voices. Indistinct at first but growing louder and clearer. Then suddenly before the explorers appeared the image of a very young Abigail Layton, who bore a striking resemblance to Veronica, and beside her was another young girl with dark hair and blue eyes who bore striking resemblance to Marguerite.