Zeus: I'm glad to hear that. Say, how is your writing coming along?
Keys: Well, things are about to get a little tenser. I'll keep 911 handy. Lol.
Panda: Thanks!
KDC: Lol. No, not really. Yet, I'm glad you liked the chapter anyway.
ChosenOne: Lol. As long as I don't bore you along the way…you'd tell me if things do get boring, right? Anyway, how are your stories coming along?
Fab: Roxton would make such an adorable daddy!
Taya: My lips are sealed. Lol. Anyway, Marguerite wouldn't be Marguerite if she weren't stubborn and quick-tongued.
Clux: Sorry, but this'll probably have quite a few chapters, too. Lol. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the other two parts.
Bunny: Thanks for the review!
Chapter Five
Sisters
The following morning, Marguerite awoke early. She glanced over at her sleeping husband, rolling her eyes as he snored softly into her ear. It was both an irritating sound, but a soothing one. Smiling, she crawled out of the bed and padded her way to the twins' room. She paused at the doorway, leaning against the frame and whispered: "Wishing they were yours?"
Veronica whipped around, William in one arm and Lillian in the other. She grinned at her sister, bouncing the babies on her hips. "They are adorable. But I guess I won't kidnap them."
"Glad to hear it." Marguerite walked over and picked her son up out of Veronica's hold. "You'll have your own someday," she said off-handedly as she ran her hand through William's hair. "Ned will make a wonderful father, you know."
"Marguerite Roxton," Veronica scolded.
Marguerite laughed. "Oh, come on, Veronica. You two are obviously madly in love – have been since the first few months we showed up."
"Too many things have happened, Marguerite."
"Don't be ridiculous. If John and I could work through our problems, then anyone can."
"But you had no choice. You got pregnant."
Marguerite paused, gazing at her son tenderly.
"You're right, but that doesn't change the fact." She headed out the door, calling over her
shoulder: "Let's get them fed."
Veronica followed, Lillian tugging at her curly blonde hair. "So what has you up so early?"
Marguerite began to prepare the bottles. "Restless, I guess." Silence fell between them as Marguerite finished the task at hand. She then joined Veronica at the table, handing her one of the bottles. "Veronica, why did you heal so quickly?"
Veronica wrinkled her eyebrows. "I don't know. Though, I heard somewhere that witches are good with herbs and potions. Maybe…I don't know…maybe my body heals faster, too."
"So you accept that you're a witch?" Marguerite cringed, seemingly disliking the mere thought of it.
"I don't think there's room to argue after what happened with Klor. I killed him with a bolt of lightening. Witches are supposed to be able to manipulate the weather."
"How do you know all this? Whose taught you about witches?"
"Clarias."
"What would she know," Marguerite scoffed. "She's a medicine woman…"
Veronica looked at her pointedly. "Exactly. She's considered to be somewhat of a witch herself."
Marguerite huffed. "Well what about sensations? Do you get those? A little tingling in your spine?"
"No," Veronica answered, looking worried. "Do you?"
"No," Marguerite grunted, shaking her head, "of course not."
"Marguerite," Veronica warned. "Don't lie to me."
"Well, all right, I do, but don't tell John. He'll just get so damn protective." Marguerite sighed and pulled the bottle away from William. She hoisted her son up so that he was standing on her thighs. "Sometimes out of nowhere I get this jolt…or a burning sensation. And at times I sense things. I just…know something without really knowing."
"Like Lillian the other day," Veronica added softly.
Marguerite looked over at her daughter nestled in Veronica's arms. "Yeah," she whispered. "Like Lillian the other day." She peered up at her jungle friend. "That night, I had a…not a vision, but a…instinct. I woke up, hearing voices. John couldn't hear them. We went to take a look and I got this overwhelming feeling that if John kept going the way he was then he would be killed. And I knew that people were coming; and that they would harm us if we were found."
"What did you do?"
"Got our stuff and ran in the other direction."
"Marguerite, you can't hide from this. Obviously you have power – stronger than what you're willing to tap into. Remember what happened at the execution?"
"I know, but I wish I could protect my children from the same fate."
"You can't stop fate."
Marguerite felt her heart constrict as she searched the faces of her babies. "I know, but that doesn't I mean I won't try."
End Chapter Five
I hope no one's confused. Clarias, by the way, is the medicine woman who helped Marguerite in the first two stories. She only had a minor role so don't worry about her.
You don't need to know, but in case you're curious: The execution was in U.D. chapters 21. Rescue & 22. Phantom