Author: Sparkling-Diva
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance/Drama/Minor humor
Pairing: Gabriel and Anna
Feedback: Please! Thanks!
Summary: What if Anna hadn't really died? Would the family live on for generations and generations more to come?
Warning: Major Spoilers! So beware…
Disclaimers: All characters and stuff belong to Stephen Sommers, Bram Stoker, Universal, and a bunch of other people that aren't me. Bah humbug!
Author's Note: Another short chappie but I still hope that you'll like it.
"Oh and you should try this one!" Aleera exclaimed as she lifted a dress off the pile on the bed.
"I already told you, I'm not going to that stupid ball!" Emma yelled standing on the balcony.
"But you have to!" Aleera said putting it down and walking to her.
"No. I. DON'T!" Emma said as she walked pass her. She was wearing a long, puffy, red, velvet dress and had her dark brown hair up. Only two loose strands hung out. She went to the dresser and began to remove all of the jewelry off her.
At first, she thought that it would be a good idea since maybe she could end this nonsense once and for all but the more she thought about it, she began to feel like something bad was about to happen in the pit of her stomach.
"Now, princess, don't say that," Aleera said approaching her. "You'll get to see your family again. Perhaps..."
"Leave them out of this and you have no right to talk about them."
She spun around as her eyes laid upon a pocket watch Aleera held in front of her.
"What are you doing?" Emma asked.
"Now we can do this the hard way or the easy way. I think I'll do medium. Your mother was harder."
"What do you mean?"
Aleera kept the pendulum up and began to swing it. Emma's eyes followed.
"You are getting sleepy. Very sleepy."
After a while, Aleera put the pendulum down as Emma continued to stare ahead into a distance that could not be seen. Aleera laughed and then stood beside her putting the pendulum down.
"Now, princess. Let's finish getting you ready for master, shall we?"