January 9, 2014
All These Lives-Daughtry (3:39)
Tin Man
Emily
Emily gasped as she finally recognized the men in the yard. After fifteen years…annuals…so long and they had finally been found. She wanted to scream out to DG to run. To flee. To save herself and let the Longcoats have them. She held herself back. DG wasn't one to run. It was time for DG to go home.
Emily had dreaded this day from the moment the Queen had put the still sleeping DG in her arms and charged her with the girl's care. Emily might have been a robot and programmed to love DG like her own but Emily knew the programming was unnecessary. She would have loved DG even without the programming. DG was her little girl. She didn't want to send her back to their war torn home.
They were breaking through the doors now. Her programming and motherly nature kicked in. They would not get in her house; they would not get to her daughter. She would stop them. DG was hers, dammit and no Longcoat was going to take her baby girl. They would not destroy her family.