Madam Red sat in her office at the Hospital going over some important papers, with her pen she wrote and filled in the necessary information, only to stop when she came cross certain area. Her pen hovered over it reluctant to apply the ink. As a doctor, she knew had to document this, but as a person couldn't. Conflicted on the decision, everything drowned out leaving only her. Her mind weighed the options, as her heart bled out.

Fighting back her tears, struck ink on the line and continued stopping mid-way realizing the error and quickly like lighting scratched it out. Ans started a new one this one she made sure to apply her heart more so than her mind. It took longer to finish this time, by the time she was done finds one of the nurses before her desk.

"Oh, Mary you startled me."

The young nurse apologizes. "Forgive me, I didn't mean to. I just came to inform you of the conditions of the two sisters that arrived," Madam Red rose quickly. It nearly startled the poor nurse from her intense look." and...and that the director would like to know if you.." her voice dropping with each word. "finished the paperwork on them. So they can be sent to.."

Madam Red holds up a hand stopping her. "I understand, I will have it ready for the director I will deliver it personally myself." She adjusts her spectacles. The nurse was about to object, but Madam Red dismisses her. "Thank you, that will be all."

Without another word, she pushes the young woman out and shuts her door. Locking. Exhaling her nerves, Madam Red walks back to her desk and picks up the documents. Her eyes scan over it, pauses closing them. This could cost her much, so very much. But, the thought of those two poor children, those sisters. Setting the documents down, hides them carefully and leaves.


Fresh air was always good, Madam Red enjoyed coming to the countryside riding in her scarlet carriage, to the small rural town. It had become another home for her, away from everything else. This place was special. She informed her husband it was just for other reasons, her family as well. It made the most sense as questions did start to arise with her frequent visitations. Of course, the truth couldn't really cross her lips.

Reaching the rather remote town goes further ascending up the road to the cottage just a bit on the outskirts of the town. Stopping, she wastes no time and rushes out. Not even bothering to wait for her footman to assist her. What a clear day, it always smelled so fresh, and the garden of herbs and flowers were blooming well, even in this chilly weather of Fall.

Opening the wooden gate she goes in with her Footman collecting the many gifts she had, reaching the simple wood door doesn't bother to knock as she had her own spare key, inserts it enters.

Flashy announcing herself. "Where are my two dearest and sweetest girls! Your favorite and most beloved Auntie is here with gifts of love to shower you with."

Her arms open wide with a huge smile, expecting to be greeted by running feet or at least coo of some sort. Any sort of sound, but, there was nothing. Which struck her as odd, lowering her arms she looks around. With rising concern. "Dears...sweeties? Where.." her steps turn cautiously.

The sound of silence was minus the scuffle of her heels on the wooden floor, made her heart race. She goes to the kitchen finding it empty and unused. Moving from there goes to living room, finding it empty as well. Nothing out. The rocking chair was still, which was unusual. Picking up her skirt clenches it tightly. Check another room, finding it the same as the others. There was no sign that anyone had lived here. The girls? Where did they...?

Had they found out? She panics gripping her skirts tighter. Fear rushing through her. Her body trembled, thoughts of the worst came to her mind. She firecely denied, tears peering in the corner of her eyes, there was one last place she needed to check.

Upstairs.

Like a cheetah on fire she rushes up, screaming on the top of her lungs. "Girls! Girls! May! Harmony!" Reaching the top finds it silent, caring not for the other rooms bolts to the one that mattered. The only one right in front of her, reaching out to the knob, grips it like iron turns and burst in. "Girls!" Nearly went pale at the sight before. "May!" She rushes to the eldest of the sisters laying face first on the floor.

"May! May, sweetie!" Madam Red's hands' shake hovering over the unconscious girl's body. Frozen for that moment, her knowledge as doctor kicked in and she places two fingers on your throat. Feeling for a pulse. "Where..there." Sighing softly continues her examination.

Calming her hands she slowly turns you over, your body was quivering and feverish. Dark circles under your eyes told her the depths of your condition. Everything about the body was limp. Gently she brushes some of your hair strands out the way. Her eyes nearly melt with tears. The tips of her fingers stroke your cheek. Remaining quiet she could hear your light breathing that sounded rocky. Besides that, everything else was fine.

"Harmony!" she remembers, stands up looking around the room for any sign of the youngest sister. For the baby, there was not a single sight of her. Her nerves washed over and she thought she didn't want to leave you, she had no choice and goes on the hunt for Harmony. Though not before setting you well, with a pillow and cover from your bed. "Stay with her!" she orders her footman just as she leaves.

Now looking through each room, she finds no one. Her mind so wrapped up in possible fear she didn't look in the baby's room first. Coming to it last enters hearing a cooing that settled her jittering nerves. A huge smile of relief rest on her lips. Her arms outstretch scooping up the quietly sleeping girl.

Cradling the sleeping baby rocking her like a gentle wave. Bring her up close planting a kiss on her brow. "Good, you are safe. Come," Madam Red wraps her more in her blanket. "let us go see to your sister."

Returning back to the eldest finding you now in your bed, she hands Harmony over to her footman and goes straight to work on you. Thanking the man for helping instructs him to care for the youngest till she was done. Taking out her spectacles gets to work. Hours went by, by the time she was done the sun had begun to set. Taking off her eyewear sets them down, her eyes gloss over you. Good, you looked better than before. To some degree. The coloration of your skin was starting to return.

All that was needed next, was nothing but rest. Rising from her seat next to you leans over kissing you on the forehead. A few tears drop on you like rain. "My dear, you scared me." She whispers. Kissing you once more. "Whatever is that gave you such a sickness?" Touching her temple with yours jolts back suddenly. "What?" Tilts her slightly. Touching her temple briskly. "What was that just now?"

Her eyes remain focused on you, seeing nothing. But, she was sure she felt something. Something from you that caused to feel different...safe. It was warm and gentle. Pure almost. Yet, strangely dark. Just a bit.

Not wanting to think much of it as her concerns were more for you, pulls the covers over you and tucks you in. "Rest, now my dear." Gives your hand a light squeeze. "I will tend to Harmony."

Letting go, she walks out the room. Just a few minutes after she did your eyes slightly flutter open. Your vision rather blurred look in the direction Madam Red went, reach weakly towards nothing. Your hand hung there alone. As you grasp for something than nothing. Strength fading your hand drops...for another to reach out and grab it.

Feeling it squeeze it.

Your body left weakened from the effects of that aroma, you remain bedridden. Your whole body ached and trembled. It was hard to swallow with a swollen tongue. Every part of you felt on fire and then went cold. Shivering never seem to stop no matter how many times you curled for warmth. Only to throw it aside. As your body fought and reacted, coughing hard one thought you'd spit up a lung. Breathing faded in and out struggling for even the slightest taste of a breath. Discolored veins started to appear on you and rising.

Pulse was spiking with each moment, something needed to be done. A strong hand reaches out taking your wrist in carefully and firmly straightens it out. So a small-thin metal needle could pierce one of the veins. This part was to be delicate, the needle sucks in a mixture of blood and something else. Having enough, the hand lets go. Just as it did, your hand reaches out weakly to fall.

A hand reacts catching it before it fell and lays it softly on your stomach. While two pair of eyes watch.

"I leave her in your care."

Sebastian turns around to the two fixing his cuffs. "Understood?" They nod, he gives them further instructions before leaving. Just as he does one of them follows. "Yes? What is it?" He addresses them rather annoyed they followed.

Clearing their throat do their best to make sure their words came out correctly in English. "Why bring her here? Doesn't she need a doctor?"

A question that was indeed good. And one Sebastian gave no answer to except one. "Please follow what it is that is instructed, I will return in a few days to check." With nothing further he leaves.