This was supposed to be a one shot, but I kinda got this idea for an expansion stuck in my head right after finishing the story. I tried bannishing the idea, letting it be a one shot as i originally intended, until I got inspired to actually doing it.
This Chapter is for Hello83433 without whom I never would have done it.
Enjoy!
Chapter Two
It's late when she finally finds herself alone in the living room. She sits on the couch, no light because as much propane she may have had in the beginning, it is now long gone. For the first time today she can let go, crying silently over what she had lost over the last years and at the same time, being happy for what she had gained.
Five years ago, two weeks earlier, she had uncovered her husband was missing, later learning he was dead. Shot by the man she found herself falling for just days before his admission.
Five years ago, two weeks earlier, she met him for the first time. She could feel the attraction, was married at the time and tried to fight it until she finally caved in.
Five years ago, to this day, she had not been able to safe the man she loved. She sometimes wishes, she never would've gotten involved with him. He'd be dead now anyway, no doubt about that, but it would hurt so much less.
Fiver years ago, to this day, she had lost him. It had been cruel, really, taking her husband and her lover from her in the short span of two weeks.
Five years ago, to this day, she had found out she was pregnant. Standing in the middle of the woods, a vision of the future showing her her child. Their child. Their daughter. She never wishes she hadn't gotten involved with him.
Five years ago, to this day, she had gained some part of him back. He may be not around to see his child grow up, being there for them both, but he was always with them.
What she found out that day, too, was that their daughter is supposed to be some kind of Monarch, saving the people of Chester's Mill, lifting the Dome that still cut them off from the rest of the world.
It had been five years today and she still had no idea, what that is supposed to mean.
She doesn't notice the beam of light at the top of the stairs, doesn't hear the light tapping of bare feet descending, doesn't realize her daughter is standing right in front of her, until she speaks up.
"Not cry, mommy" She climbs up onto the couch and cuddles into her mother's side. "Daddy is here"
Four year old Isabella Victoria Barbara is a smart kid. She knows a lot about what is going on and things she should not know her age, probably because she is some sort of savior at the young age of five. Therefore Julia is not really surprised, that she knows what day it is, that she knows why her mother's been acting strange the whole day.
"Your daddy was a brave man you know." She has never talked to her daughter about him. After all, the girl is only four years old. But, since she figured she was more mature than children her age should be, she would be able to comprehend what she is telling her. "He risked his won life, so I would be free, so I could have you."
"Was he scared?" The little girl rests her head onto her mother's lap, Julia carving her fingers through her red locks. She is glad she doesn't have to look her in the eyes.
She loves her daughter.
The thing she loves the most are her blue eyes.
"I know he was sad that he didn't get to meet you" She isn't going to tell their daughter, that her daddy doesn't even know she exists.
"He love me?" Julia felt the girl's tears on her tight.
"Of course he loved you, still does. Don't ever doubt that. If there was any way, he would be here with us now"
She feels her falling back asleep, is glad she does not have to hold back the tears any more. She was always strong for her daughter, always there when she needs her. Even on the anniversary of his death she is strong, doesn't break down in the middle of the day, holds back every tear that threatens to fall, because she has to.
She only ever cries alone, in the safe confines of her own walls, long after their daughter is asleep.
"They talk to me sometimes. They say Daddy is fine n that he miss us"
This is, by the way, no doubt the end of this story. So no trying to convince me otherwise :)
I have all my hands full with my other stories
Yes, you read right, I said stories.. I have at the moment two unfinished Under The Dome fanfics on my laptop (BarbiexJulia of course) and for those of you interested in Twilight, I just started my first fanfic there. Staring of course Victoria, because if you haven't noticed, I'm in love with Rachelle Lefevre and just so you know, I'm applying for the role of her girlfriend. Don't even try because you are totally chanceless.
Anyway, I said much more than I wanted to, so whoever is still reading, thanks I guess, for sticking through my rambling :)