Authors note: I'm soo sorry. Abandoned stories are one of my biggest pet peeves. I love this story to death, its my first fanfic. Unfortunately, it makes me wince everytime i read it because most of it is terrible. I really appreciate all my reviewers and readers. Shoutouts to Ginny, one of my first readers. This story is not being abandoned, merely postponed until summer when i have time to completely revamp it. I cant go on without fixing the beginning, and i dont have time to do that now. I'm sorry
Disclaimer: I do not own, nor am I affiliated with Disney
A Reason To Cry
Lina cowered under her bed covers as the shrieks grew louder. All night long they continued, at times, pleas for help, but most often, a wordless wail, expressing Blair's agony.
People would rush by Lina's open door with worried expressions on their faces, giving no thought to the girl inside. Something was wrong, Lina could feel it. Blair's room was next door to Lina's and the girl could hear whispering, talking in between the cries.
"Too soon, It is coming too soon."
Another voice joined the first, "Hush now, don't talk like that, she will hear you and become even more panicked than she is, don't let her hear you say that!"
The first voice, More panicked and distraught now, "She is too young! This is taking too long, she needs to save her strenghth, she will have none left!"
Then Blair's voice, weak and raspy, What is wrong! What's wrong? What arent you telling me? Why are you hiding things from me? AHHHHHHHH! Mon Dieu! Mon Dieu! M'épargner! Save me! Take it away, Mon Dieu, Mon Dieu! Je ne peux pas faire ceci!
Her wails continued long into the night, drowning out the whispers and flurry of activity, anguished groans that made Lina cower in fear, quaking in her bed.
As the sun rose then next morning, Lina grabbed Granny Beth as she walked slowly past Line's room.
Only then did Lina notice the tears streaming down Granny Beth's face. Not even knowing why, Lina began to cry too. The two women One six, and one sixty sat in the hallway and held each other while the tears poured down their faces.
Granny Beth never told her, But somehow Lina knew. No one had to tell her. Deep down inside, Lina knew that her best friend was gone for good.
Granny Beth found a woman with newborn baby, who agreed to care for Blair's tiny son in addition to her own. At night Lina would sneak in and sing to the baby, as Blair had sung to her. Though Lina was only six, she promised the tiny child that she would always remember his Mommy, She would tell him stories about her, passing on the funny tales of farm life, that his mother had told.
The king, Father of both children, had sent a letter, giving the tiny boy the name Blake Daniel Conlon, upon hearing this, Lina wrinkled her nose. "I don't like it! I wrote my daddy a letter. He should have picked the name I said!"
Granny Beth chuckled, "What did you want to name him Cherie?"
Lina grinned and blurted out excitedly, "My Daddy should have called him Spot!"
Granny Beth hid her grin, and responded seriously, "That there is a very nice name, Lina, and since your Daddy isn't here, you can call him anything you want."
"OK" squealed Lina excitedly, as she ran off to play.
"Spot Conlon", Granny Beth mused as she rocked in her old wooden chair, "Spot Conlon, I've got a feeling that'll be a name to remember, Mark my words, He'll leave an imprint on the world, He will."...