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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~The snow and ice crunched under my feet as I tromped across the front yard towards the old worn wood door with the soft glow of the tiffany lights coming out from behind the drapes in the reading room. Snow dusted my silver hair and dark lashes, I knocked on the door and shifted Ciel a little in my arms as she clung to my torso trying to suck out all the heat possible and keep her warm. I heard the shuffling steps of my father across the floor as he opened the door, he looked old and tired, sadness drug at my heart as I tried to look normal.
"Yes? Is there something you need?" he asked me as he rubbed his forehead wearily.
I took a deep breath, my exhale clouding around my mouth, "Sir, I was wondering if you would take this girl into your home?"
I opened the coat to show him little Ciel all huddled near me, her cheeks pink and she was shivering against me. My father's eyes widened and he motioned for us to come in to the house; he shuffled into the reading room and told me to set Ciel on the couch. I did do, drying some of the snow melt off of her hair that had gotten there while we were walking. My father hurried to make some hot chocolate for us to try to drive the chill out of our systems. Ciel sipped at the hot drink and the biggest smile on her face, it was probably the first time if ever she's had hot chocolate.
He watched both of us curiously and there was an awkward silence that hung in the air, making it charged with nervousness and fear. How in the world was she going to convince her dad to take care of Ciel?
"So... why are you bringing this little girl to me? And not the authorities?" He asked and seemed ready at any time to call the police and get both me and Ciel arrested.
I took a deep breath, this was going to take a lot of explaining to even sound like I'm partial not insane, "Well... she was being held as a prisoner of war in Iraq, and therefore she does not exist as far as the government is concerned. Also, while working on becoming a citizen you were pointed out as being the best possible person to take the position of caretaker of Ciel."
He looked at Ciel who gave him one of her heart melting smiles and threw in a little giggle; I knew at that point that she was set to live here. My father tried to look like he wasn't buying it yet, that he wasn't sure if he should or not, but I knew with one gentle nudge he'd be convinced to take her. His resolution and clear point of right and wrong was very slow dissolving away and I'm sure that Ciel knew it, but it seemed he needed some time to mull it over in his head. I gave a wink to Ciel as I took the now empty cups and went into the kitchen and began to rinse them out.
While in my absence from the room Ciel stood up and walked to my father's side that
was stand at the bay window staring out at the show covered landscape. She tugged a little bit at the sleeve of his robe and he looked down at her and she was also looking straight ahead to the snow. Her small fingers were wrapped in the cotton ribbed edge of the sleeve, she seemed to tremble and he smiled sadly down at her.
"I've never had a daddy before," Ciel said, her voice almost a whisper of the wind. My father, being the caring and protective man he is almost wept, this small beautiful
fragile girl was all by herself, with no father or mother to protect and raise her. His heart was torn, it seemed shady to him, the whole situation that was evolving, a war prisoner? Why wasn't seeing in any records? Then his heart was pulling him in a different direction making it hard for him to see reason in what he was doing, he so desperately wanted to be this little girls Daddy, show her the joys of the world that seem to be taken away from her.
Looking into her eyes he could see the pain there, her eyes were so soft and kind, but yet have the edge of seeing too much of the world, the coldness of pain and suffering. She had the eyes of a child that hide behind the eyes of a soldier; he wanted to remove the soldier from her. To call forward her inner child, to see wonder shine in her eyes and to give her back the purity she lost to the world. She looked up at him smiling, her voice was soft and gentle but the words hit him like a bullet in his heart.
"It's ok if you don't want to be my daddy..." Her voice trailed off and she looked down at her feet clad in tiny shoes.
He kneeled by her and hugged her close to him, she wrapped her thin arms around him and he said near tears, "No I want to be your daddy, I will be your daddy."
I heard this from my post in the kitchen and I got a piece of paper and a pen, I wrote a
very quick note to him, 'Dear Mr. Tarvin, I knew that when I brought Ciel to you she would be accepted by you and would have a great life. She's a sweet little girl whose life has been filled with pain and suffering she might never be able to be the little girl I hope she could be but I know that only you can make it any better. Please take care of her, Sincerely, TARDIS.'
I paused before adding the signature of TARDIS but I certainly couldn't put down Alexandra or he would surely find out that something was going on. I slipped out through the front door and back out into the snow, the warm glow coming from the TARDIS doors that instantly pulled me towards them. I smiled, behind me was Ciels true home, in front of me was mine.