Hello Again.
Sorry for being a day late.
I got a review asking what this fanfiction had to do with Young Justice and to be honest not much at this point, but it is the backstory to a side character in a fanfiction about Young Justice
9 months later
Wendy smiled as she breathed heavily.
The two little babies in her arms were crying, as she tried to soothe them.
"Such powerful lungs." Her mother said and sat down on one side of the bed.
"Oh, they are so adorable." The Baroness said as she sat down on the other side when the little ones quieted down. "There have never been twins in our family before."
"They are going to be such a handful." Wendy's mother said and gently caressed one of the babies' cheeks.
"I do wonder if they are going to be identical." The Baroness pondered.
"Only time will tell." Wendy's mother said. "William and Ethan looked very much like when they were babies. As they grew older, they got different hair colors and features."
"I hope they will grow up well," Wendy said, as her mother and mother-in-law kept cooing at the babies.
They were just as mesmerizing as Brian had been when he was born.
There was a soft knock on the door.
The maid, who had practically hidden in a curtain, went to open the door.
"It is the young lord." she squeaked.
Wendy smiled, exhausted. "Let him in."
"How are you doing, my fairy?" He said as he stepped into the room.
"It is two girls, my Lord." The midwife said and exited the room when Eric gave her a nod.
Eric smiled and stepped closer to the three women. "How perfect."
He came close and sat next to his mother and kissed Wendy on the cheek as he admired the two babies.
If she hadn't held the two little ones, she probably would have leaned into him.
"So, what are we going to name them?" Eric asked as he ran a finger over a little hand. "There are a lot of different names."
Wendy's stifled a laugh. The last month she had had etiquette lessons in different ways and named twins both thematic, opposite, religious, and simply rhymey.
She smiled down at her twins and then looked up at the people surrounding her. She had no idea.
Then it suddenly hit her.
She smiled up at her mother and mother-in-law. "What if we call one Mary and the other Adaline?"
Four years later
"Look Mommy, we are almost there," Mary said excitedly as they went down the road towards Wendy's childhood home.
"Yes, yes, my dear," she said and patted on the seat next to her. "But you need to come sit down. It is dangerous to move around like that when the character is moving."
The little girl did not do as she was told, but Wendy didn't have it in her to scold her.
The girls were always so excited to see their uncle and the rest of the family.
She stole a glance at Brian, who said that opposite her in the open carriage, and watched patiently as the two girls leaned over the carriage door.
"Girls." Wendy reminded them, and then little girls giggled innocently and sat on either side of their brother.
She couldn't help but smile as the carriage stopped in front of the old inn.
It almost felt like she was traveling back in time.
Had it really been 10 years since she had gone to with Eric and his parents in the estate?
The buildings hadn't changed from the time she left.
She smiled as the front door to the end went up and Edward stepped out, with a young redheaded boy following close behind.
As soon as the coachman had opened the carriage door, Mary jumped down the step and into Edward's open arms.
"Uncle innkeeper!" she cheered and hugged him tightly.
Edward smiled as he caught her in midair. "Hello, my special little girl, how are you today?"
"Great. Is Melanie here?" Mary asked.
"You are in luck, she just finished her work," Edward said as he gently put the little girl down.
"Uncle innkeeper!" Adaline and Brian greeted as the coachman helped them down.
"Hello you two," the man greeted and kneeled down to hug them, before getting to his feet and greeted Wendy. "How are you, sister?"
Wendy stepped into his embrace. "Edward, where is everybody?" She smiled.
"Back behind the inn," he said as they broke off the hug and pointed. "We set up the rocking chairs for Mother and Father. Everyone else is playing and waiting for you."
Children took off over the grass, and Wendy told the coachman to be back by sunset.
"Your husband was busy?" Edward asked as they followed the children around the edge of the house.
Wendy smiled and shook her head at the question. "You know how he is; he is always busy."
"Mary, where did your shoes go?" She called to her daughter as the little girl stiffed out of the forest, only wearing her stockings.
Mary looked down at her feet like she hadn't noticed.
"Oh, they're right here," Helena said and showed her Mary's fine, little, shiny red shoes. "I saw her kicking them off as they walked into the forest to play so I picked them up."
Wendy smiled at her and then looked towards her daughter, who stepped through the long grass.
Those stockings were brand new and they were ruined now.
She suppressed a sigh as the little girl stepped into her embrace and sat in her lap.
"You should not have kicked off your shoes, my love. Your stockings are completely green now." She said gently as she pulled the stockings off the little girl's feet.
She would have to go barefoot until they got home. Not that Wendy thought little girl would mind, but her father surely would.
"I already told her Mommy," Adaline said and came and sat beside Wendy and leaned onto her lap.
Wendy patted her other daughter on the head. "Yes, yes, my sweet."
The two of them had grown up to be identical. To the point where even Wendy had problems telling them apart from time to time, but Mary was always more of a wild child, which often led to clashes between Wendy and Eric.
"Aunty Wendy, is it true you used to dance with fairies?" Melanie asked as the other children started gathering around Wendy.
She smiled, but before she could answer, David's wife scolded the child. "You should not speak to the lady that way."
"My way is quite fine, Rose," she said with a gentle smile. "There is no need for formalities, we are all family here."
Rose were Lily's younger sister. After they got married, David had moved to Farmer Firnim's house and began working there. Despite how friendly Wendy had always been with her, she could feel that Rose was a bit apprehensive about her. She smiled down at the toddler in Rose's lap.
"Well, did you Aunty?" Melanie asked again.
Wendy smiled at the thought. "It has been quite some time since I last did."
No, she had tea with Her Majesty quite often. She hadn't really danced or played with them since she got married.
The children made big eyes at her.
"Tell us." Brian sang.
"Should we get them ready to go home?" Edward asked as they watched the children play in the grass.
Wendy shook her head. "We will not be able to come by for some time."
"I wish it could be like the old days," Edward said and leaned down back on the blanket. "Then we could see each other every day as we worked."
"Oh, you just want to go back to dancing with pretty fairy girls, huh?" David teased.
Wendy laughed. "Sometimes I wish I could go back to. But we would not have those adorable children if we did."
"True," Edward said and leaned his head in his hand, as the girls danced around.
Wendy wished she had something better to dress her children in. The dresses looked adorable on the two little girls, but they were so overdressed in comparison with the others. Though Eric would probably not allow her to dress her children in other than those frilly dresses.
"I still cannot believe that their godfather is that man, who saved us in the forest all those years ago," David said.
Wendy let out a laugh. "Yet you were quite horrified when that distinguished gentleman came up and pinched your cheek and told you how big you had grown."
The others laughed along with her, while David blushed.
"But I can assure you he is real. He spoils Mary and Adaline like they were his own children." Wendy said as the laughter died down.
"She certainly is a mischievous little one," Arthur said as Mary managed to avoid Brain and Melanie in a game of tag.
"She is," Wendy admitted with a sign. "She already runs circles around her nanny."
"She reminds me of Eva," Arthur said as the children played hide and seek around her grandparents.
There was quiet for a moment before Arthur turned to Wendy. "I wanted to ask you, do you think the offer from the Baron and Baroness to help us get an education still stands?"
"Oh little Arthur. Do you want to be an educated gentleman in the city?" Helena said and patted the blonde boy's hair.
Wendy nodded. "Of course, I don't think she would say no to you."
The Baroness and other noble ladies always had a soft spot for Arthur with his blonde hair and striking blue eyes.
Arthur gave her an uneasy smile. "Good, because I was thinking of asking the Baron if he could get me into military school."
When they looked at him perplexed. "Military school?"
"Why would you want to go there?" Edward asked.
The teenager fidgeted and shrugged his shoulders. He finally answered when he realized that they were waiting for a verbal response. "There was this soldier who came to the inn some years ago and. I thought it was really admirable."
"Does mother and father know that you want to go to military school?" David asked.
Arthur shook his head.
"You should tell them," Wendy said and turned her head as she heard the carriage coming down the road.
"Looks like it is time to go," Wendy said and called her children to her.
"There was something I would like to ask you," Rose said hesitantly as Wendy led her children to the road.
"Yes?" Wendy looked back at the younger girl.
"Have you heard from my sister at all?"
Wendy raised an eyebrow and shook her head. She had not heard from Lily in years, nor had she seen her when she had gone to the city.
Rose shook her head at herself and went back to David.
He almost laughed when Edward came up to her and told her he needed to speak to her about something as she was helping her children into the carriage.
"I wanted to know if we could use your name." He said and looked down like he was ashamed.
"My name? How do you want to use my name?"
Edward seemed so nervous. "The inn has not been doing well. Times are changing, people do not need to stay in an inn anymore. But you are still quite the legend around here, So I was wondering if we could tell tales about how you used to dance and sing and the fairies and things like that to make people come."
Wendy understood the problem and nodded with a smile. "Of course."
Edward looked relieved. "Thank you, I was worried you would be offended."
Wendy reached out and touched Edward's shoulder. "This is my childhood home as well. There would be no world where I would be offended if it meant saving it."
He thanked her again and she stepped into the carriage.
For a moment, she did wonder about Lily and if she should try and find her, but then Adaline and Mary whined, and she lost the thought as she soothed them.
Two years later
Wendy knocked on Brian's door and furrowed her brows.
There was definitely something wrong. Brian had gotten home from his school friend's house hours before, but he had still not shown up for tea time.
When there was no response, she opened the door quietly.
"Brian?" she said softly as she stepped into the room.
He sat against the wall under the window, curled up into a ball with his head down.
"Dearest, what is wrong?" She said and stepped towards him slowly.
The young boy looked up at her. His eyes were wet.
"They laughed at me," he mumbled.
"Who laughed at you?" She asked and tried to kneel down in her dress. It was difficult.
He looked down. "The other boys from my school laughed at me because I am bad at horse riding." He looked up at his mother with these confused eyes. "They said that since you're my mom, I should be good at it and called you a liar."
Show managed to sit down next to him and he leaned in and wrapped his arms around her.
"You are not a liar, are you, mommy?" His voice was muffled against her skirt. "You really were a legendary hunter, weren't you?
She put her hand on her son's head. "Yes, yes I was." She let him cry for a few moments.
"Then why am I so bad at it?" He sobbed as he looked up at her.
"Because I was not the one who taught you," Wendy said with a gentle smile and saw the boy's eyes grow big.
"Then, can you teach me Mommy?" He asked.
She patted his head again. "Of course, my dearest, and when I am done with you, you will be the best writer in your school."
A few days later
"My lady, are you sure this is a good idea?" The stable boy asked.
"Both me and Brian have some free time today so I do not see the problem in going for a ride." She said with a warm smile.
"It is not the riding that … puzzles me, my lady." The stable boy said. "it is the need to bring a bow and arrow."
Wendy just smiled at him as he handed her the quiver and bow. "You men and your firearms. These are much more effective for a hunt."
When Brian had gotten seated on his horse, she let him out the gate and along the plain toward the forest.
He wasn't a bad rider per se. He was just an overly enthusiastic boy who wanted to ride fast and make the horse jump a lot.
"When I was your age, I had to get up on a wild horse that would kick and buck when startled." She explained and reminisced about Temper.
"Really?" Brian's eyes got big with fascination.
Wendy smiled at her child. "It was very different from now. Back then, I had to go into the forest to find food for the family, And if I didn't come home with anything there would barely be any food."
Brian's face fell.
Wendy continued to smile. "But do not feel too bad. It is my job as a mother to make sure you have a better life than I had."
When Brian's expression didn't change, Wendy kicked at her horse's side and let her run.
"Try to see if you can catch up." She yelled back at Brian.
As she entered the forest, Brian managed to catch up to her.
"Should we not stick to the fields?" He asked when both horses slowed down and wandered through the trees.
"No, I had a feeling you needed to come out here." When they said and closed her eyes and breathed in the forest air.
"Why?" Her son asked.
"I have noticed that you've been more stressed over the last few months." She said softly.
"Did you bring me out here so we could have a talk?" The young boy asked.
"Something like that." She smiled at him.
Her son took a deep breath. "It's really nothing."
They went deeper and deeper into the forest without saying a word.
"Should we not turn back?" Brian asked.
"You know my sweet. Even though hunting was something I did to survive, I loved every minute of being out in the forest. It is so calming and quiet out here." Wendy looked over at her son. "There is no one here to mock you for not being who they want you to be."
It was quiet for a while again as they continued.
"I just want to make Father proud." He said.
"I know my sweet, and you will in time." She responded.
"Thank you for taking me out here, Mommy. I can see why you like it," he said. Around them, squirrels jumped from one tree to another. "Should we go back now?"
Wendy stifled a laugh and halted her horse. "No, not just yet."
As Brian came up to her side, she waved into a clearing.
Brian stared, mouth agape as a flock of Elvens and other forest creatures greeted them.
Wendy raised an eyebrow. He must remember The Elven Queen from their teatimes by the forest.
"What is all this?" Brian asked her.
Wendy swung herself down from the horse. "Today you will learn what really made me a legend."
Thank you for reading, please tell me what you think.
There are only a few chapters left. (Though at this point I should not make any promises.