This wasn't something

Along the streets of London Lizzie with Paula walked along the shops, often stopping to peer into the shops only to find nothing that caught Lizzie's eyes. No, correction nothing that was deemed worthy for the young Lady. Her head often shook with disappointment and sadness. Even if the items inside were wonderful, Lizzie's eyes did not speak with joy that it was right. She wanted something better, something much more meaningful with the holiday coming up.

Paula knew why, why the young Lady was so determined if not desperate to find what was right, the right gift. A personal mission she made all her own. She comes to a stop before a store, with lovely merchandise sitting in the window. It seem to catch Lizzie's eye because she went in, picking up her dress Paula follows right after. She was meet with a rush of cozy warmth that knocked the chill right off, even melting some of the snow upon her shawl. A part of her hoped they'd stay in here for the time being, because her body needed a break from outside.

A thought a wish that was granted, Lizzie began to move around the decent size shop, her eyes carefully moving from item to the other. Inspecting each one with care and thought. A few times she'd stop keeping her gaze on some longer than others, a small jolt in her eyes flickered to quickly vanish. She moved away quickly to the next, her heart beating upon her chest while her hands gripped her pink skirt.

"No, no...none of these," her voice cries somberly. Her eyes fall to the ground with defeat. "of these are perfect. Not at all. Oh, Paula."

She turns around to the woman eyes wet and ready to produce tears. Quickly Paula rushes to her side to comfort her. "My Lady, don't worry there will be other stores. Why don't we try others? I remember seeing one in particular just a few doors up ahead. Why don't we try there?"

Holding her breath Paula waited to see if her words would work. The stress knotting more was evident in her mistress, Paula wished she could take it away. But, she also knew how strong Lizzie was both in spirit and heart. She would not weaver easily. Her passion would push through. Strength returning in her green eyes and determination bursting on her face, Lizzie's head rises. Nodding to her maid.

"Alright." her smile returning lighten Paula's heart. "I will try the other stores and maybe go back to the others. I'm sure the perfect Christmas present will present itself for Harmony and May. And," her smile brightens with softness resonating her eyes. "they will love it. Their first Christmas with everyone has to be..perfect. They've spent it alone for so long..."

Her words trail to the side transform into internal thoughts of desire. That spoke more than her words. With a renew flame and confidence she picks up her skirt and high hopes, thanks the store owner leaves, Paula right behind her feeling so well that the cold outside did not affect her one bit. Not with the radiance Lizzie was emitting made it feel like Summer. The two walk down the streets this time carefully looking and going into stores instead of skimming by.

As they searched for what was right, another across the city was doing the same. At the Royal London Hospital. Silver eyes tinging with curiosity move along the words of the open file before them. Searching the document for information, find nothing put it back. Moving along to another take it opening it doing the same as the few before, click their tongue finding emptiness. Not a single name or birthdate. Nothing.

It was like it didn't exist. All the other files and documents from Dr. Angelina Dallas was here except the ones Grey needed. On that day, it was stated in the hospital records she treated two 'sudden arrivals.' He knew whom they meant. Phantomhive's newest cousins. Who since day one of meeting them knew there was something unsound. And from that night he noticed the eldest of his cousin, the Baroness May sneaking away without any provocation. Her eyes locked when questioned reacting swiftly like his blade upon him. Something he found rather interesting and entertaining at best. What a fun person the Baroness was to toy with. Setting another file down opens another one quickly skimming through finding nothing. It was quite clear from all that from Dr. Dallas what he needed was not here.

"Well, this is odd." he said to himself just as someone walks by in the hall. "Excuse me." Stopping the nurse puts on a humble smile. "I was wondering if there are any more files and documents on Dr. Dallas's patients that might be around? Would you happen to know if there are any?"

A light flush came to the young nurse's face, speaks with struggling words. "N-no, sorry Lord Grey but..this is all." She peers around him into the room, where the other Charles was still looking through some other files. Grey steps in her view with his pressing smile. Only increasing the red on her cheeks.

"Are you sure?"

Sweating now her body shutters nervously shuts her eyes nodding quickly. "Yes."

Seeing she was telling the truth Grey moves himself from her personal space, the nurse was of no help. Turning back to the room Grey knew there was more than just what was before him, Dr. Dallas wouldn't hide certain documents they had to be reported to the director of the hospital. They keep track of who comes in and out, two individuals couldn't just be here and suddenly vanish when it states they had been admitted. There was a missing piece here.

"I-is there anything else?" the nurse interrupts his thoughts. His eyes slide to her sharply that it made her jump, he quickly puts on a charming smile shaking his head.

Giving her a small bow comes up and turns to Charles. "There's nothing here, we might as well be off." Hearing his partner Charles puts down what he had though not before tucking something away follows Grey who sighs heavily walking down the hall. "Not a single thing. Not even a crumb."

Reaching the double entrance doors pushing them open exiting the building, walk down the stairs to the carriage waiting there. "Everything about those two just stops at their arrival. As if they were deemed deceased, even if they were there would some sort of record about them somewhere." he went on. "But, there isn't a single thing. You'd think they'd just come out of thin air or something."

Opening the door they climb in and take a seat across from the other. Charles took out what he had tucked away handing it to Grey who at first was stunned by his action. "Well, this was.."his eyes gasp at what he read. "well, this is rather interesting indeed. I suppose the great doctor didn't cover everything well." A roughish smirk made its way on his lips. "You know something Charles," looking to the man who remained silent. Chuckling to himself Grey continues. "I think it might be time for a pursuit. Wouldn't you agree?"

A sly gleam shone in his eyes. With a soft chuckle.


Another practice ended and all were excused from the theater. Each picked up by a familiar face, Harmony waited as she was told to be picked up. Which she did though who came to pick her was not who she expected.

Bursting through the doors behind the stage with a huge smile on his face. Runs and throws themselves on Harmony. "Harmony!" Miguel squeezes her laughing. "I've found you!" They both topple over.

Startling Irene for a minute, confused for a second when recognized the boy. "Oh, Lord Miguel." Bows respectfully to him. "Hello."

"Hello!"

He chimes back quickly, returning back to Harmony still hugging her. "I missed you Harmony!"

Before Harmony could even answer Libby comes running her eyes lock on the boy and snatch him off the girl. Like a viper to pray. "Lord Miguel! You know better than to run right out of the carriage before it stops and most importantly you are not some happy puppy glad to its master and tackle Lady Harmony." She fumes fires at him.

Blocking her out rolls his eyes with a yawn earning her wrath more. Irene quickly picks up Harmony and moves her behind her. Harmony though watched amazed at the interaction between them. It was nothing like how she was with Sebastian and the others. Miguel remained rude to it all. If Ciel saw something like this or if she did some as Miguel was doing it would be deemed improper and she'd surely get a scolding from nearly everyone. As well Aunt Francis. A thought that sent a haunting shiver down her spine.

All those lessons, everything. Aunt Francis was scary some times.

Libby kept her scolding up for a few more seconds until Lady Constantine came in. Right away she was greeted and defused the situation. "My Lady Constantine." Irene humbly bows. "A pleasure."

The woman responds with an acknowledge smile to Irene and a kind one to Harmony. Though before engaging words with the two went to handle the issue at hand. "Libby, that is enough."

Her words like a gentle breath smoothed everything, Libby did as she was told and stopped. "Forgive me, Lady Constantine. I just...I just.."she tries to find the right words. Stopping again when she had nothing, her head remained lowered.

Free from Libby's hold Miguel hopes over to Harmony still carrying his huge smile. Lands right before her arms up and loud. "We've come to pick you up!" he sings giggling. Harmony tilts her head. Noticing this he clarifies it. Taking her hand. "Mommy and I and Libby are going shopping, you get to come with us. Isn't that wonderful?"

Shopping? Not what she expected to hear. Taken back by this her eyes shift behind him at the door, finding it empty. No one was coming. Where were Ciel and Sebastian? Waiting for them to come in, finds nothing but vacancy. Her eyes try hard not to reflect the sinking feeling. But, it was clear in the dimming flicker behind those amber eyes. A gentle touch lightly wipes away her suppressed tears. A touch her mind wasn't sure how to register, other than it felt different. A kind of different that seem to fill this sudden vacancy inside. This touch was not like the one May gave her or Auntie Red. Not even Lizzie or Aunt Francis. None of them, it was one that felt so familiar and yet so distant.

This rising yearning came and...a woman. A woman's voice, it wasn't her sister's or her Auntie Red's. It was another with the same touch calling to her, by a different name. A name she couldn't make out. Nor could she with the woman, except for one thing.

"Harmony. Sweetheart are you alright?" Lady Constantine voice breaks through, bring her back. Harmony finds herself still in the theater staring into an ocean of kindness and love. Still keeping her touch lightly on the side of her face, Lady Constantine's eyes search the girl's for some sort of response. "Sweetheart? Are you alright?"

She just froze all of sudden from her touch, like it was foreign to her. The way Harmony's tried to understand it. The poor dear, she had never felt a mother's touch before. If that was all that was good, but at the same it was heartbreaking. No child should have that. Standing she takes Harmony by the hand, surprisingly the girl clings to it.

"Miss Irene, I will take the Lady Harmony."

Taken by her words Irene thought a saint was before her. The woman motherly instincts took over. It was breathtaking. "Yes, of course. Should Lord Phantomhive come, I shall inform him."

"Thank you."

Giving a smile that filled the room with warmth, Irene was truly before a lady. Such grace and elegance. "Lady Harmony," her eyes move to the girl. "I look forward to seeing you again. Continue your practice at home."

Nodding quietly Harmony's eyes remain in their daze, that not even Miguel who waved a hand before could bring her out. It was tapped quickly by Libby, pulling him back.

"Well, we shall be off. There is much to do." With those words, Lady Constantine bids Irene good-bye once more and leaves with Libby right behind gripping onto Miguel.

Reaching the carriage Lady Constantine and Harmony carefully descends down the stairs, taking each step lightly. The woman carried a jovial air around her, talking to the girl. Asking her all about what she is doing and how does she like the theater. Questions that Harmony answered, differently. Her tone was different than before, Libby noticed. It was more eager and...joyful? Was that the word?

The carriage door is opened for them and with the help of the footman, Harmony climbs inside still talking away. Lady Constantine right behind smiling on each word from Harmony. She took her seat next to her. The girl's mouth hadn't stopped as it popped with enthusiasm.

"Well, it seems you are quite enjoying yourself." Lady Constantine chuckles lightly. "Have you made any friends?"

Her question made Harmony's eyes shift to the side knotted. They downcast rather quick. "Everyone is really nice." She peeps softly shifting in her seat, not wanting to continue this changes the topic. "I know a few of my lines. Miss Irene says I'm really good. Where are we going?"

Seeing her evading the question didn't go unnoticed, even if she smiled. Lady Constantine saw through it but choose to follow along. "We are going to enjoy a nice day shopping around for gifts," Miguel and Libby climb in sitting across. "since the holiday is coming up I thought it would nice to do so."

"Shopping? That sounds like fun." Harmony's smile brightens more. The corners of her mouth strained just a little from the force she put in it. "I enjoy shopping."

Glad to hear Lady Constantine pats her head lightly, turns to Libby. "Please inform the driver we are ready."

Nodding she does as her mistress said and the driver pulls away. Miguel tried to stay in his seat jumps up and hops next to Harmony. "Mommy is taking us all around the streets. We have to go shopping for everyone. Daddy," he brings to list. "my brothers and sister. The maids and butlers, all the staff." He expands his arms wide. "Some of mommy and daddy's friends and...and.." he thinks about the rest not sure so shrugs his shoulders. "That's all I think...anyway it's going to so much more fun because you're coming."

He was sure full of endless energy and rather forward. Giving no mind to personal space, that normally would have frightened Harmony but she found it comforting and relaxing. It made her smile turn into a real one. "Yes, it will be much fun." She throws up hands the two cheer together laughing. Libby and Lady Constantine watch the warm sight before them unfold.


Something sharp poked you, it felt like a small pinch for about a couple of seconds than went away. For something else to come, it was another pinch but much deeper and longer. Then there came a slight jolt through your body, followed by something else that your mind couldn't figure out, but it was enough to alert you awake. Shooting up you gasp sharply, air rushed through your lungs pushing out what was toxic. Coughing from it, alerts someone to your room. They enter startled by your sudden awakeness at first run to your side and try to push you back down.

Unsure who it was, you refuse smacking their hand away, it did nothing they kept their force in pushing you back down. Reacting deliver a palm thrust to their chest sending them hard into the wall. It was sound of their back hitting the wall and painful grunting that brought to your senses. Blinking a few times your eyes move along the room stop finding another there. The one whom you knocked away and clearly injured.

It was a man, a sturdy built man, a tall one dressed in a butler attire. Holding his shoulder, clenching his teeth. His eyes sharply pierce you. How much strength did you use? Throwing the covers off stand only for weakness to overtake you and drop you to your knees. Sucking in the pain the man gets up and hurries to your side managing to catch you.

"Come." he said with an accent standing with you providing strength sets you back on the bed. "do not move." Each word seem like a struggle to say. Listening you lay there trying to recall everything that happened and most importantly how you ended up here...in this room.

That was clearly not your own, it was much darker but still nice. Not as nice as the back at Phantomhive manor, it was decent. There was a large window with its dark curtains drawn letting in afternoon light. A simple desk in the corner, bookshelf, nightstand next to the bed you laid in. It smelled a bit dusty, telling you this room hadn't been used in quite some time. Sitting up with the bit of strength your body could give you winch from the sharp throb headache that came.

"Oh, good your up." Another voice enters the room, this one sounded more like a girl's. In fact it was one, a girl with black hair cut in a bob, emitting big emerald eyes. She was cute if not adorable. She had to be around 11 at best. Sitting on some sort of metal spider-leg device that reminded you of Donnie or something he would build. Her eyes remained on you with glowing interest. It made you rather uncomfortable. Which didn't seem to bother her. Using those legs goes over to you. "Well, you seem fine. I must admit," she had an accent as well. Though not as heavy as the man who entered after her.

He was still holding his arm. "I wasn't expecting you awake so soon." She went on with a glad smile. "But, I'm happy to see that you did." Her face moves closer to you and takes out small lighting shinning it in your eyes. "Can you follow the light please?"

Was she some sort of doctor? Your eyes follow until you realized you needed some answers. Moving her hand out the way clear your throat. "Excuse me, but, who are you?" Looking from her to the man then back to the girl.

She seem glad you asked, putting the light away asserts herself proudly. "My name is Sieglinde Sullivan. Or The Emerald Witch."