The brown eyed girl
by LiltingBanshee
Author´s note:
All That Remains: thanks, and sorry about that. You can have the idea back if I grow tired of the story;)
Clayphan 16: Ehh not quite sure what you mean, but thanks for reading:)
Ok, here we go for chapter 3...
Christine stood infront of the mirror in her room, carefully putting a finishing touch to her make up.
Satisfied with the result she walked over to the crib next to her bed. She looked down at Angeline, who was lying there dressed in a little nightgown happily attempting to put her foot in her mouth.
Christine laughed to herself as her daughter once more lost the grip of her foot and made an annoyed little sound.
"What are you doing you silly little thing", she chuckled softly as she reached into the crib and lifted Angeline out.
The baby squealed happily at being paid attention to.
"Come on my darling girl, let's get you dressed for tonight. Your Papa's guests will arrive soon".
Christine placed Angeline on the big bed and went to her closet to find a babydress.
She decided on a little green one. She could hardly believe her baby was nearly a year old, the months had gone by so fast.
A year, Christine thought to herself. A year ago she hadn't thought she would ever survive without him…..
…………..
"Go Christine, leave me alone!", Erik ordered.
"Please Erik, don't do this, I made my choice…" Christine begged him.
"Stop pretending Christine, your young lover is safe. Now get out!", Erik´s patience was running out.
"Erik please, I love you!", Christine cried.
"Christine this is your last chance, leave before I change my mind!".
Raoul, who had listened to their conversation while tnagling himself out of Erik´s noose, didn´t think much of the thought of Erik changing his mind.
Realizing that he was not getting through to her, Erik silent gestured to Raoul to take Christine and leave.
She was close to hysteria when Raoul pulled her up and almost dragged her to the boat.
Erik heard her soft whispers as she was pulled along.
"Please don't do this to me, please Erik please…"
"Christine I love you", he whispered silently as he watched the boat glide slowly over the water.
Then he turned around and made his escape from his home……
Christine was pulled form her thoughts by a soft knock on her door.
She hastily blinked the tears away and gathered the beautifully dressed Angeline in her arms.
"Come in", she said.
Raoul entered her room and smiled at her.
"Christine you look beautiful". "And so do you my little pet", he said tickling Angeline's stomach. The baby gave a delighted squeal, and both Raoul and Christine laughed.
"Christine are you ready?"; Raoul asked. "Monsieur Renard and his wife will be here shortly".
"We are ready", Christine answered and followed Raoul out the door.
It was very unusual to have such a young baby at the table for dinner when you had guests, but Christine had insisted, that if she were to be present at the table she would bring Angeline along.
Raoul had seen no reason to object to her wish and the Renard couple didn't seem to mind.
Angeline was being the perfect daughter, charmed everyone with her little smiles and obediently ate the food Christine offered her.
However only so much patience can be expected from a little child, and shortly after dinner Angeline began to fuss, indicating she was ready for bed.
Christine excused herself and with young Mirabelle Renard being eager to help her with the baby, the two women went upstairs to indulge in baby minding.
Meanwhile Raoul offered Jean Renard a brandy.
As they sat in the living room, Monsieur Renard opened a conversation that had been nagging him all evening.
"Raoul my dear friend, that is the most charming child I have ever met", he smiled.
Raoul looked into the fireplace and smiled softly. "Yes, she is quite something that little one".
Jean Renard knew there was no easy way around what he next wanted to say.
"Raoul, you know I do research in genetics. Like what good and bad thing we pass on to our children", he said.
"Yes Jean, I know that", Raoul was puzzled at his friend's weary conversation.
"You are a fair haired man with blue eyes, my friend. And though Christine has very dark hair she also has blue eyes".
"I know Jean, where are you going with this", Raoul asked.
"Raoul, I don't mean to hurt you, but maybe you should have a talk with Christine. My research has taught me a lot of things, and one of them is that two blue eyed people can never conceive a brown eyed baby girl"…..
That´s alle for now:)