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Control

Chapter 30: Betrayed

Tom's P.O.V

"Larry's gonna stay here a while to train me." I declared Hal did not look pleased at all, neither did Sophie or Alex. How could they not see that Larry was such a great guy? And soon after him helping me out I would be a much greater guy than I was now, I'd be able to be better than Hal.

"Great. The more the merrier…" Hal muttered shaking his head in disapproval.

"You're not the boss of me here, Hal. I can do what I like."

"Yes, I know, I - I said it was great." He replied getting up and heading towards the kitchen leaving the girls in the front room with Larry.

"There's a new player in town. And he's got the skills, and the looks, and the motivation, and the skills. He's got the whole package." I announced proudly soon I would be just as good if not better than Larry and would finally be top dog around her much to Hal's displeasure.

"He's been filling your head with utter nonsense! Tom, these attitudes he's encouraging - they're shallow! They're aggressive…"He argued rubbing his forehead in frustration, but I could tell he was just jealous knowing full well that I would surpass him in every which way possible.

"Alright, alright! Maybe he's not a very nice guy! Maybe that's the truth! But you know what? I don't care. Cause nice guys finish last, Hal." I admitted sure Larry was a bit on the shady side, but he could teach me so much that McNair wasn't able to. "And I'm tired of finishing last. Cause when you're there, and you get to the finishing line, you find that the pie is already gone, because some bugger like you has already got it. The Success Pie, which is where they keep it, at the finishing line on the top of...Success Mountain - I don't really know how it works."

"You don't have to stoop to his level."

"Well, maybe I do, Hal. Because I'm sure of one thing, that McNair would've wanted more for me than this. And I'm letting him down. Every day I'm letting him down. And maybe this is a way I can make him proud of me." I explained McNair only ever wanted the best for me, after everything he had done for me all I wanted was to repay him in honour of his memory.

Alex's P.O.V

"Welcome to our humble abode it used to be a cheesy B&B but I swear you would never know." I explained welcoming in Mary the last couple of hours spent with her had been…well the wildest and rather weirdest experiences of my life…well life after death. Hal thought she was some prim and proper Lady straight out of Pride and Prejudice, but she was vulgar and wild than any teen nowadays.

"Mm-hmm, don't sweat it, over the years I've seen some right sh…shining examples of Edwardian architecture." Mary began before reverting back to her prim and proper ways once she saw Tom and Larry.

"Oh Tom's here. Thought you'd be at work." I announced this wasn't going to go well especially since Hal was here along with Tom and his new life coach, not to mention Sophie, who absolutely despised Mary and likewise.

"Um I didn't know we were expecting company you should have said." Tom stated as he ushered us into the sitting room.

"Mary this is Tom and Larry, Tom's werewolf friend stroke life coach."

"Guilty as charged you must have died a long time ago dressed like that." Larry leered looking Mary up and down, jeez was this man such a creep, god knows what Tom saw in this sorry excuse for a man.

"I believe that questions as to a Lady's age are considered inappropriate even in this barbaric age." Mary retorted her other personality was beginning to strain through her outward impression. And if Hal saw her like I had seen her today…well I'm sure he wouldn't be best pleased.

"Loving that whole Downton Abbey thing you've got going on over there. Pretty sexy, say something else." Larry continued his full on way of flirting with Mary, but she still was having none of it, with Tom and I looking on.

"So am I to take it your Thomas' father?"

"I'm not that bloody old." Larry retaliated his ego quite bruised from her insinuating such a thing, although to be fair he looked old enough to have been Tom's dad, but Tom was much more a nicer bloke than he was.

"I apologise for any offence caused." She said sweetly with a glint of mischief in her eyes…this was going to be some night in.

"Lady Mary?" Hal questioned as he entered the room from the kitchen, he was confused to say the least.

"Lord Harry."

"You are no longer in your home, you are outside." He stated he then looked at me accusingly, what was she supposed to do sit in that house every single day of her life until she passed over? Would that happen to me? Would I simply live in this house for years on years until one day I eventually passed over? Besides she didn't stay in that house all the time, she knew her way around, Christ we'd been to a club.

"Indeed Mistress Alexandra persuaded me to take a quiet constitutional." Mary answered nodding at me that was an understatement she'd been the one so set on getting out her stuffy house.

"Um we were just about to have some dinner would you like to join us?" Tom interrupted taking Mary towards the dinner table which happened to coincide with Sophie coming out of the kitchen.

"You!"

Sophie's P.O.V

It was a shock to say the least, there in the living room sitting down at the dinner table was Lady Mary, and after 250 odd years I certainly didn't think I would see her again. We'd dealt with her when she had appeared in Hal's life all those years ago, he'd only started to visit her occasionally when we stopped drinking blood, he'd said it was a part of his recovery, but she was far more attached to Hal than Hal was to her.

"I need to talk to you Hal." I said through gritted teeth as I pulled him out of the living room, up the stairs and into our bedroom, closing the door with a slam behind us. "What is she doing here?"

"Sophie, calm down."

"I will not calm down, why should I calm down? Why in hell is she here?" I questioned poking his chest every time I said why. He caught my wrist stopping the action.

"I needed to put some things right, all the bad I did I needed to put things right." He answered as he took my hand and sat us both down on the bed. "I didn't think she'd show up here, but Alex has spent time with her with them both being ghosts and all, I think they've gotten along very well. I just hope that Alex hasn't corrupted her."

"Alex corrupting her? Why would you be worried about that? It's not like she is a big part of your life Hal." I inquired sure it was something he wanted to put right but she was not coming back into our life for good. "Remember what happened the last time she came into our life? Oh wait that's what you are trying to put right."

"I'm sorry that she is here, and I'm sorry I ever met her, but do this for me; please be civil at dinner." He pleaded clasping my hands in his and giving me the irresistible puppy dog eyes.

"Fine, but after this we see no more of her."

Hal's P.O.V

"So 250 years, man phew, that's a long time to stay on the straight and narrow. What's your secret Hal?" Alex asked as we sat down to eat, well Larry, Tom, Sophie and I ate while Alex and Mary were not able to eat. I had been able to persuade Sophie to sit down to dinner with the rest of us hoping that she would at least be civil if conversation broke between her and Mary.

"Are my ears burning?" Mary said cheerily earning a scowl off of Sophie which immediately faded to a small false smile when I turned to her and gave her a nudge.

"So ghosts really can't eat?" Larry inquired as he shovelled food into his mouth like an uncivilised caveman

"No we can't its tragic anyway, Hal 250 years without blood that's quite an achievement." Alex quipped looking at me with a knowing gaze. It was a small white lie something to keep Mary happy after all Sophie and I had caused her so much pain and now she had to live lonely in her old stately manor house.

"Yes Hal how do you do it?" Sophie asked smirking while she drank her water, why did this dinner have to happen?

"So what else can't you do? I'm right in saying that you can't take your clothes off aren't I? So does that also mean you can't, you know, have a bath?" Larry asked leaning closer to Mary who leaned back in disgust.

"I'm sure you could learn a thing or two from Hal about restraining oneself from the desire to drink blood." Mary stated smirking at Sophie who glared back and was about to answer back before I grabbed her hand and tightly squeezed.

"No it's a real shame. Anyway Hal, Mary, blood discuss."

"It's unfortunately very true, yet even though I've been dead for 200 years I am sure that I bathe more regularly than some people I could think of." Mary answered Larry for the first time acknowledging his presence with a snide remark.

"I prefer showers. You're just sitting in your own muck in a bath." Tom piped up smiling like he usually would.

"Oh forget the baths; it's the shagging I miss."

"I think I need to go." I stated standing up from the table and walking into the kitchen. This was beyond stressful, not only dealing with Sophie and Mary's feud but with Alex continuously bringing up my little white lie and Larry being a heathen this night was the worst night my long life.

"Everything ok?"

"Yes…no it really isn't" I answered as Sophie came into the kitchen and over to where I was standing. "This dinner is…."

"Horrible, yes I know and you've got to understand I'm doing my very best not to rip the ghostly face off that bitch." She finished laughing a bit, making me laugh trying to imagine the two of them fighting now, with Mary being non-corporeal. "And don't get me started on Larry."

"Let's go back in."

"Don't talk to me, don't look at me. You don't even think of me again because if you do I will cut your nutsack off in the night oh and mention one word of this to Harry…" Mary hissed as she held a knife close to Larry before immediately stopping as we entered the room, Larry ran out of the room stuttering about work.

"What have you done? You've broken Mary." I asked as I got Alex alone, Mary wouldn't have acted like that if I hadn't have introduced her to Alex.

"I told you she only puts it on because she thinks you need it."

"That's insane why would I need her to do such a thing?" I questioned I didn't need her to pretend she was still old fashioned, she'd died 250 years ago and had remained in her manor all that time, she was still old fashioned she hadn't had to change with the times to remain undetected as a supernatural being.

"Because somehow she has this crazy idea that's she was your last ever victim."

"You haven't told her have you?" I asked nervously I didn't know exactly what she would do if she found out, the one thing I was trying to make right would more than likely blow up in my face and I'd seen a ghost blow up the Old Ones.

"No I haven't but how could you let her think that for so long?"


Author's Notes:

Hi! Thanks for all the support again I'm sorry it's taken awhile to update the story, I've just had a lot of work to do and I went away for a big holiday and came back with hardly any motivation to write unfortunately, but now I'm back on the writing band wagon and hopefully it will be updated a lot more frequently now. I hope you have enjoyed this chapter, I hope to get the next couple online quite soon. Again thanks for the support.