Yay, a Valentine's Day update for you all, have a great day and love those who make your life special. So on with the story… (Sorry for not updating in a long time)
Lord Grantham held onto the slight figure shaking in his arms, closing her eyes, ashamed. "Please your Lordship, let me take her" stated Thomas walking beside the Earl, holding Embers hand. "Are you sure you're up to this, Barrow?" questioned Robert, looking over his Under Butler still concerned about his wellbeing, "Yes Sir I am" stated the pale man in seriousness. "Very well" replied Robert stopping and handing over the girl who bit her lip drawing blood trying not to cry out in pain. Arriving at the waiting car soon, Robert opened the back door for Thomas who nodded his thanks and carefully slid in with his charge. The Earl then quickly got into the front seat and instructing Jon to drive quickly to the hospital.
In The back seat Thomas had set the shorter haired girl on his lap and leaned her head against his shoulder, while he wrapped this arm around her back, feeling the silent sobs the waved thorough her body. Once at the hospital the entire group quickly made their way into the wide front room. Doctor Clarkson was soon out and rushed to Embers side. In a flurry of excitement the party that arrived with her were pushed out of the room. A few hours later the doctor walked out of the room. Asking to speak to Robert alone; in the quiet area of Clarkson's office the man took a deep breath. "You need to find this man, and put him in prison, he doesn't deserve to see the light of day ever again" started the solemn man. "What has he done?" questioned the Earl looking up. "Her back is, completely torn up, she had so many scars, and there not all from him. He also sexually mistreated her" finishing with that there was silence. "I'll inform the police immediately" said Robert getting up from the seat that he had taken from shock.
It seemed like an eternity to Thomas before the two men returned, Lord Grantham left in a hurry leaving the Under Butler confused until Clarkson came over and pulled him aside. "Thomas, answer me truthfully, how much do you know about Ember?" Thomas looked straight at him. "She's far too skinny and she endured the war, and her father was unkind to her" now worried. "Do you feel well enough to wait with her?" Clarkson asked. "Of course" said Thomas getting up.
The black haired man sat next to Ember's bed. The girl's hair had started to grow out, it was fanned across the pillow. Her blue grey eye's opened and landed on Thomas, she rolled over to her other side, grunting slightly in pain, not facing him. 'I can't look at him, what if he knows, how can he even look at me, I'm disgusting' she thought. Not until Thomas started coughing did she turn around and say "You should lie down, you look like hell" with no emotion. Almost shocked at her language he really was feeling pretty weak so he sat down on a bed facing her. Thomas looked over Ember's face; it was so shallow and pale. "You should try and get some sleep" said Thomas in a raspy voice. "What if I dream." she said, not a question a statement. She knew he knew how it was to have nightmares. "Try closing your eyes, just try keeping a blank mind" said Thomas. The girl did as told and was soon asleep. Sighing the man got up and left the ward, heading back to Downton, he would be back in the morning. (To be continued)
Going to try and update tomorrow too…