Chapter Three: Condolences

"Dammit, Carols, what the hell were you thinking!" A man's voice sounded as Mary's conscious mind came to. Her body became aware of the hard, rocky ground she was laying upon and the aching pain in her muscles, waist, and skin. Her eyes opened to see the dirt path that they had been driving on, next to the toppled over coach. Slowly she looked up at the man who was yelling, her mind a bit shocked. "You could have killed us!" The man he was talking to was the other driver, who had long brown hair and brown eyes. The man scratched the back of his head apologetically.

"I thought if we got there sooner the customer would be happy and I'd be able to get home and see my wife!" The brown haired man stated, sounding even more apologetically. He was immediately smacked on the back of his head by the blond haired man.

"Dumbass!" He shouted. Suddenly the recollection of the coach crashing flooded into Mary's mind and she shot bolt up, before cringing at the pain that exploded from the back of her head and back. She lay back down as the two looked down at her, finally aware of her being awake. The blond haired man knelt down in front of her, his expression revealing concern. She noticed, for the first time, that the man's eyes were blue. "Are you all right, Miss?"

"I'm…not so sure, everything hurts at the moment." Mary stated wincing as she felt her arm and leg bones through her clothing. Her bones weren't broken, but her muscles were beginning to ache. She looked up at the driver, feeling still a bit dazed from the shock. "What on earth happened!" The blond man glared at Carols.

"SOMEONE here decided to play dumbass and drive us off the bloomin' road!" He shouted angrily. Carol's eyes snapped angrily at the man.

"Hey! I didn't know this was going to happen!" He shouted back. Mary cringed as her muscles began hurting really bad now and her eyes began to fill with tears as the two began attacking each other verbally. She broke into sobs as the men began yelling at each other, raising their voices into volumes that drowned out Mary's cries. Her waist was throbbing immensely and she couldn't stop shaking.

"What on earth happened here?" A man's voice stopped the men from arguing as Mary's arms brushed a side of her waist, before taking in a sharp intake of air. Her face began to pale at the feeling of sharp pain exploding all over her body. Oh God, please tell me I haven't broken something after all! Mary prayed through her tears.

"We think she's in need of medical attention, sir." Carols stated. "Please can we come in and call for a doctor?" Sebastian blinked and looked down at the woman in pain; she had long, red hair that seemed to curl at the ends. Her skin pale, very pale and she's doubled over, and groaning. He looked at the carriage, which pretty much told the story. They had an accident and the woman is injured. Sebastian frowned. It seems kind of funny that this woman alone got seriously injured. Sebastian thought, before looking up at the men. They had only a few scrapes and bruises.

"Very well," Sebastian stated, before bowing to the two men. "Please accompany me gentlemen and lady, I'll make sure you're well looked after." The men gratefully thanked the butler, before they came over to Mary. Carols bent down and picked the woman up bridal-style, causing Mary to gasp and cry out. The man with blond hair glared at Carols venomously.

"Careful, you idiot! She's injured!" He shouted. Carols made small 'oops' and looked down at Mary's pained face worriedly and began moving as carefully he could to make sure he didn't do any more harm. The blond man turned his attention back to Sebastian who was now leading the men up to the mansion. He narrowed his blue eyes, before glancing around at the magnificent yard. Well-trimmed trees and bushes and some white flowers here and there. It was rather breath-taking, however, he wanted to know just one thing. "Does this mansion belong to a kid named Ciel Phantomhive?" Mary blinked at the question, before looking around the estate. She had heard of him only through the newspaper. He solved crimes normally under the Queens order and he owned several toy companies. If she had a chance to see the name plate on the fence, she would have been able to know to whom the mansion belonged to.

"Yes it does," Sebastian stated with a grin as he turned to the man who spoken in the first place. "We normally don't take guests on such short notices, so please forgive the lack of hospitality." He turned as they approached the door. After he twisted the door handle, he pulled himself and the door to the side, allowing the three men to enter first. Mary grimaced at every movement. She really hoped they'd find a place to lay her down soon. Sebastian walked in, closing the door behind them. "The parlor is to your right; please lay her down in there." Oh thank God, this pain is almost over! Mary cheered in her head. The men walked over to the room that the butler had pointed out to them.

"Sebastian!" A boy's voice sounded behind them. Mary blinked and turned her head to see a boy of thirteen years standing on the stairwell. "Why are you letting strangers into my home?" Mary frowned. He kind of sounded arrogant and cold for a boy his age. Sebastian smiled.

"These men had crashed their coach outside of your estate, my Lord." Sebastian stated simply. "They injured their customer and so, need to call a doctor to go and fetch her. Is that all, right?" Mary blinked. So that kid, then, is Phantomhive…he must be incredibly smart to take on such responsibilities. Mary thought to herself and winced when Carols decide to turn and face the boy. Ciel frowned, obviously displeased. "Fine! But make sure the doctor gets here soon. I don't like having uninvited guests!" Mary blinked. Why the heck is that kid so cold? The butler, Sebastian, just smiled and bowed.

"Yes, my Lord." He said. Mary froze at those words, her eyes widen as those very words hit a familiar cord in her body.

"Yes, my Lord."

Mary skipped into the room happily when those words were spoken. Her father whirled around in shock, his gray eyes wide in bewilderment. The room felt drafty because of the window, open and Mary gasped when she saw a man had jumped out of the window. The man had long, thick brown hair. Her eyes widen in shock.

"Daddy! Did that man just jump out the window! He'll get hurt!" Mary shouted. She ran to the window, but the man was nowhere to be seen. The cool wind toyed with her hair and blue dress. A hand clamped on her shoulder and she looked up at her father's worried gaze which she couldn't make out for some reason.

"He's fine, fairies don't die, remember?" Her father smiled.

Mary blinked. A memory, just like all the others, her father's face was blurred. And that man that jumped out the window….She blinked again. She remembered she went into her parents' room to ask her father something, a request for…ice cream. Yes, it was a request for ice cream when she heard those words. And he had jumped out the window of the third floor. Mary shook her head; strange she just remembered that now. Sebastian turned and blinked when he saw Mary's eyes for the first time. Gray as the sea…where have I seen these eyes before? Sebastian couldn't help, but think. They felt familiar in every way, especially in shape, but he couldn't think of where he had seen them before. Ciel turned on his heel and climbed back up the stairs; he really wasn't in the mood for this. Sebastian forced a smile to curve his lips.

"Well then, if you would please, head into the parlor. I shall bring the phone and some tea for you." Sebastian stated with a bow. The men and Mary smiled and bowed their heads in response, before following his orders. Mary cringed when Carols moved again as the other man opened the parlor. A cool breeze greeted them, the parlor room's windows were open and the white curtains were flowing gracefully in the wind and flew over rose covered chairs and couch. The men walked in awe of the scenery; Carols placed Mary gently on the couch, laying her down with care not to hurt her any further. Still, Mary winced as the blond haired man walked over to the bookcase in the far corner of the room.

"Wow," He said with a low whistle. "This kid sure has everything!" Carols looked up at his companion and nodded with a smile.

"I agree, that's one successful kid." Carols stated. The blond haired man turned and stared Carols in the eye. Carols gave a stiff nod, before moving to take something out of his left pock. Mary who had been gazing up at the ceiling, blinked at Carols' movement. The wind blew Mary's hair into her face, tickling her skin, before she could ask. She shook her head a little to remove the disturbance, but to no avail, helplessly Mary sneezed as the hair follicles teased her nose. Suddenly a handkerchief appeared in front of her face, she noticed a kind of aroma coming from it. It smelled sweet.

"For your cold, miss." Carols stated with a smile. Mary smiled as her mind began to feel a little light-headed.

"Thank you, but I don't…have…a cold…." Mary stated, suddenly finding it hard to speak. Her mind felt as she were going fly with the. She fought to keep conscious, but her eyes were already drooping. The last thing she saw was Carols' grin widening, before she blacked out.

O_O Wow, this actually took longer than I expected to post up. Sorry for the wait. I had school and homework to deal with. Thank you for reading and reviewing, I'm enjoying the comments so far. I think I already told people about this, but in case I forget, I'm letting you all know that after this story is finished…I am rewriting it. The story's plot will be completely different from this and the characters (my characters) will have different roles. Just thought I let you all know ahead of time please keep reading and reviewing. Oh and if you have any questions, don't be afraid to ask.