Glimpse in Time

by Calathiel of Mirkwood

Tonight, he shuffled towards the couch, plopped down and began to open up the boxes containing their supper. She didn’t join him immediately, moving instead to collect a stack of napkins. Will always forgot the napkins. Modern. Based on 25 word challenge.

9. Shakespeare

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8. Shakespeare

The air smelled of spices.

It whirled about her ankles, warming the smooth silk gown she was clad in. A low chuckle in her ear and the feeling of Will's cheek against hers set a glow through her.

"Elizabeth…" his voice didn't sound quite right.

No matter. His arms fit about her just as they always had.

"Elizabeth!" the voice didn't sound at all like Will's. And it was annoyingly persistent.

"Hey Juliet! Your Romeo is calling!"

Elizabeth opened one bleary eye. "What?" Who was talking about Shakespeare this early in the morning? She had only gone to bed a few hours before due to some charity event with her father. Couldn't they wait a while?

The Swann Mansion's caretaker Nicolette waved the phone in her face. "Will's on the phone for you."

Suddenly, Elizabeth was awake. Her elbow propped her up as she instinctively raked her fingers through her hair in an attempt to tame it and blinked her eyes to clear the fog from her wits.

Smiling at the older woman, Elizabeth took the receiver, cleared her throat and said, "Will?"

"Elizabeth, good." Will sounded relieved. "I can't find that blueprint that I was working on the other day when you were here."

Thinking back, she tried to remember but, unable to successfully untangle herself from the coverlets, failed miserably. "Sorry, baby. I don't."

"Oh." There was shuffling as he undoubtedly searched for his missing blueprint.

It was strange for Will to misplace his work. When it came to his job he was meticulous. With other things it would be common. But not with his blueprints. They were kept safely tucked away in a separate room of his apartment.

"I thought I put it by the filing cabinet…" he trailed off.

"Did you check by the window?" Elizabeth's eyes drooped closed.

"Found it!"

"I'm sorry."

A long pause. "Are you awake, Elizabeth?"

"Good for you, baby."

There was slight chuckle. "Elizabeth?"

"Hmm?"

"Go back to sleep."

"Mmm, 'kay."

"Love you."

"Love you, too."

The phone clicked to silence and she set it on the floor. Half asleep already, she rolled back over and disappeared in the coverlets.