This is Allegra's version of her awakening in The Van Alen Legacy. Sorry it's so short.
Disclaimer: I don't own Blue Bloods.
Second Chances
Allegra POV
Noises.
They were getting louder.
I slowly moved my hand. The feeling was slowly coming back to my arm. I could hear the sound of a heart moniter near green eyes snapped open. I sat up with a gasp.
I was in a lavishly furnished hospital room. Though it seemed more like a hotel room than an infirmary. There was a burn in my throat.
I needed to feed.
I took in everything, from the city noises outside to my reflection in the metal of the equipment.
I heard someone coming toward my room. A man came in, not taking notice that I was awake. He walked to the closet to pull out fresh sheets. He turned and leaned down. I moved sharply and bit into his neck. He inhaled sharply and drifted into unconsciousness. He slumped into the chair near my bed. I could feel the burn in my throat subsiding. I felt more energized, like I had recieved a sudden adrenaline rush.
Footsteps.
I quickly pushed the chair holding the unconscious man into the corner. A nurse walked in, holding a clipboard. She gasped when she saw me, dropping the board with a loud clang.
"You- you're-" She stuttered.
She rushed out of the room to call a doctor. A middle aged man rushed in with a team of doctors.
"You're awake!" He said.
Obviously.
They proceeded to check my health and stability. But my health was the last thing on my mind. All I could think about was my daughter. She was in danger. The doctors were putting away their equipment and taking the IV out if my arm.
"A miracle!" They all said with awe. I tried to stifle my smile.
"Where is my daughter?" I asked, well, more like demanded.
"We will contact your family immediatly, Ms. Van Alen." The doctor assured her. He seemed eager to get away from my hard stare.
I needed to see her now.
The staff cleared out if the room, leaving me to my thoughts. So many things had happened. The silver bloods were back. I never had believed they were truly gone.
Cordelia's passing. I let out a sigh.
Charles dissapearing in Lutetia.
Lawrence's death. I tried to hold back a sob, but it came out anyway.
I had spoken with him before he... Passed.
I made myself focus on the situations at hand. My daughter was in trouble and Charles was lost in time. I heard the distant sound of footsteps coming toward my room.
"Schuyler?" I called out.
The door opened to reveal a beautiful girl. She looked remarkably like me, with her father's dark hair and blue eyes. Her small figure was clad in dark clothes.
My daughter.
The minute she saw me she rushed into my open arms.
"Mother."
"Schuyler," I said softly. "you came home."
"Yes, mom. I'm so sorry for everything I said to you in Tokyo. So sorry."
She had tears streaking down her face. We both did.
"How?" She asked with a mixture of awe and confusion.
"It was time." I said simply.
This was my chance to fix what I had done. I held my daughter tightly, attempting to shelter her from the dangers that targeted her.
Sometimes, even people who have made so many mistakes, get a second
chance to make things right again.
How was it? Review Please!
Windy