Disclaimer: Downton abbey belongs to Julienne fellows, Masterpiece, ITV and PBS
A/N: As I stated in my previous chapter that this story is one point perspective and could be change please do not be confused If I sometimes switch perspectives to Mary and others too, yes in season 4 we have see all perspectives but that was a different ending, but here situation is bit different from that and more complex I might add. Please stay with me on this, and your constructive reviews are always welcomed.
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We might experience certain activities supernatural stuff but I assure it will make sense in further chapters.
Blood, hot dark and red, it was everywhere.
Matthew lifted his head, his face full of dirt and dust and his throat suddenly parched, he was lying in the ground and strangely he was wearing his war uniform.
He turned and saw William trembling, the blast had effect him severely, and William was shaking in utmost pain.
William 's uniform was soaked in blood , there was a deep hole in his chest just above his heart , Matthew opened his shirt and felt the wound , it was looking fatal , he had to be cured quickly .
"William, William can you hear me?" Matthew's face shook while he felt for more wounds
No answer.
"William, William I will take you to barracks and get you all help you need, you must stay with me William "
Again no answer
"Please "come a shaken plea from Matthew's lips.
He wanted to carry William but he was injured himself too, still he was able to stand up and drag William with him.
But William didn't get up he died in Matthew's arms.
Matthew felt beyond shock
William mason was not supposed to die, he was to come back and marry his love of life Daisy the kitchen maid, he was supposed to help his father in farm, and he was supposed to become a butler just like his mother dreamed.
But all that crushed when he decided to save Matthew Crawely.
Matthew felt self loathing to himself, he was not to be saved, he caused so much hurt, and even William died for him.
Twin tears tracked from his eyes.
But suddenly William's body changed.
In his arms was a beautiful red head with pearly white night dress, her green eyes smiled at him.
"Lavinia "
Lavinia smiled at him again and shook her head tiredly.
"Hello Matthew "she whispered.
"Lavinia how, how on earth? …..but you died …..And William …what's happening? "His tone was panicked and he seemed no idea what happen how on earth did William change to Lavinia, is this dream, a night mare or has he died and joined them?
"It's ok, come here Matthew "she indicated to sit next to him
"Are you alive?" dumb , really dumb question.
"No "she replied.
Now Matthew was getting annoyed, he wasn't used to such short answers, his frustration beyond control.
"Then tell me what are you doing here?" came a frustrated question.
Lavinia again smiled.
"You should tell her Matthew"
Tell who?
"You should tell her the truth; she is suffering a lot "lavinia added seriously.
Matthew hung his head.
"I can't "
"You have to, she is suffering, she is in pain, you should go to her "
"Since when do you care about her? All I know you died telling me that you want me and Mary to be together and you had doubts which later confirmed "
Lavinia laughed throwing her mane of red hair in front of her face.
"Oh Matthew, isn't this right?"
Matthew frowned at her; Lavinia always had the ability to treat something serious into light and fun which was an admirable quality.
"No it isn't and by far it doesn't work that way "he folded his arms and pouted like a child.
"Matthew since when did you carry such hate that would drive you away from your family? And since this is 'protecting 'you are telling me, you should know that you will just be putting Mary and yourself in further misery "she stopped laughing and watched him firmly.
Matthew 's temper seemed to rise , whatever this place was it was driving him apart already , he knew he was putting Mary and himself out of misery , but he has to find out , he has to know , he can't just let anyone pass by and let them hurt his family . What if the killer comes after his Mary, his son? And besides he was a cripple now, they will never accept him.
" Wrong Matthew , you think wrong , they will love you no matter what else , they love you already that they could not bear to be without you , you are making excuses , go back to them , fake legs don't matter when it comes to be with ones you love " Lavinia answered
"I can't put them into risk "he replied quietly.
"Trust me, you already did "
3:46
Matthew jolt awake.
It was a dream all of it, William, blood, war and Lavinia.
He was alive and well.
He felt his face to notice any fresh wounds; his fingernails to check blood all were clean.
But the dreams were so vivid.
Every night he dreamt of war and killings and death.
But this was scariest.
Maybe Lavinia was right , he should go to Mary , be with her , god knows if he is here suffering , then what she is going through thinking her husband is dead.
And their son, what about their son?
Had she named it him yet?
He really wanted to see his baby boy.
He never told this to anyone but when he learned he had a boy he was overjoyed , not that he would be overjoyed to have a girl which was an equal pleasure but he already picked names when Mary become 5 months along .
He had picked several names , he kept a stack hidden under his desk in downtown , he often wondered what will be the perfect name for their baby , he did discussed it with Mary who laughed and said it was still time.
George, it was perfect and short named after his maternal grandfather who was a doctor.
He had seen grandpapa before and always admired his middle class lifestyle; grandpapa always taught him that a man values three things in life.
Love, honor and duty.
The day his son was born Matthew wanted badly name him but as tradition he wanted family to be there first.
George Robert Reginald Crawley.
It was a long name but it represented best of both worlds.
He really hoped Mary hadn't named him something funny which was in trend these days.
Can I do this? Can I stay apart from them? He thought
It won't be easy, Mary needs protection and only person who can protect is me; I will have to keep an eye for her
Another frustrated sound came, Matthew wanted to rip his hair out.
Let's just hope I find that bastard who messed with me quick and get over it quickly so I can be with my family
For the bastard should be counting his moments now.
Downton abbey 8:15 am
Matthew brushed dirt of his shoes, in nervous way when he stared at the big house.
He was home finally.
The sight of downton is still so beautiful, it took him into when he first saw downton abbey.
When he first saw downton abbey, he was shocked, he never saw a place like this, it was like a dream to him with its structure mighty and tall it stood proud revealing history of crawleys in this place.
When he first arrived in this house, he expected to be cold and not comfortable, it would be stifling even to breathe there, and houses like downton only existed in fairy tales where there is a prince and a dragon.
His father did reveal some downton secrets, he had of course never been downton himself, but as a family he wanted to know place better.
He saw downton only once in his life and thus described to Matthew as
Huge and cold
But to Matthew this place warmed to him pretty soon, true apart from Mary and few servants, this place become his sanctuary, it was warming and loving in every way, true they had their fair share of ups and downs but he gradually felt he was no longer outsider to this place rather a very warm loving house waited for him for centuries.
He was sad and disappointed when he was named the heir of downton, he always believed that he would never have such luck, didn't believe in big chances, always so proud of his roots.
But life had other plans.
Staring downton magnificent structure at first angered him
He knew he couldn't handle this.
Such cold and huge house, how on earth he will manage?
He didn't know a thing about managing an estate like this.
Apart from Robert, Sybil and William everyone haven't been very kind of him.
Traditions hold this place.
He knew he was the one who could break old traditions of downton and bring new ones, a change perhaps.
Robert had been so kind to him treating him like a son helped him in every step of way.
But it was dangerous.
He could see Mary's jealousy when her father favored him, he didn't like it, he did try to change Robert's mind, about entailment.
It was not because he had any feelings for Cousin Mary at that time.
But that sad and helpless look in her eyes stated there was nothing could be done.
He didn't know what to feel towards Mary, his mother and cousins wanted him to marry her.
But he knew, that Mary will never accept him
He too had reservations of Mary.
But all that changed when they decided to call a truce.
Matthew never knew the right moment, the right words when he fell in love with Mary but he knew one thing that he couldn't bear to see her unhappy.
Of course when she rejected him, he was hurt, he was no angel himself, had let string of curses under his breath and did really wish he hadn't met Mary.
Then there was war, and in war the only face surprisingly came to him was Mary.
He tried to push her away many times, but found himself close to her all times.
Had his fiancée never confirmed him that he indeed loved Mary he would not have believed it.
But this place, this house become home to him when he decided to be with Mary.
Downton actually opened him in welcoming arms when he moved in as the legal heir and co master of the house along as a husband of Mary Crawley.
This place was very special to him.
Robert may claim it's his fourth child and third parent but Matthew may claim that this is his home.
After all homes is where heart is.
No matter how many bloody wars, deaths, accidents and births, wedding and funerals will be seen here
Downton will always welcome him home in one way and another.
"Can I help you?" came a gruff voice.
Matthew turned to the speaker; Mr. bates still looked same, with his cane and a peaceful expression in his face.
The urge to tell to Mr. bates was hard to resist.
Mr. John Bates noticed him carefully; his eyes landed on his scar, his hair and his clothes but more intense was his gaze in when he looked at his eyes.
Oh God, don't give me away, not yet.
He should speak quickly
"I, hello, good morning, I have an interview with Mr. Carson "his voice came a little rusty after not speaking.
"And your name?"
"Peruses, Percy Jacoby "he honestly had not decided on the name, so he spoke what came into his mind first thing.
Pursues, really? Mary called you persues sometimes
"Well I believe you are here for interview for gardener, our last one just took retirement and we indeed have been searching for one but we haven't been expecting …..Someone so young" bates's eyes trailed into his eyes.
Matthew covered his eyes with hair and cap.
"Well come on then Mr. Carson is probably waiting for you "he started to walk to servant's entrance.
Matthew followed giving one last look to his home.
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