The silence of a huge apartment in the center of New York was broken by a shrill scream of horror. A beautiful red-haired girl of about 20-22 years old jumped up on her bed and, breathing heavily, peered into the darkness of the room. A dream, just a dream... But so real... - Lena, Lena! - a tall, stately man of about 60 years old with a luxurious mane of gray hair, brown eyes and a large mole on his cheek flew into the bedroom. He hugged the girl and began to calm her down. - I was there again... with him... They were all laughing... and when he started playing with the knife, - Lincoln sobbed, burying her face in Robert's chest. - Lena, it's all over. You will never see him again. I will not let you suffer again, - De Niro turned on the light and lay down next to the girl. Yeah, as soon as he worked too hard, she was visited by dreams about her past. At least quit your job. But alas, he can't do that. Okay, acting, you can always give it up, but the work of the Light Chancellor... He couldn't give it up. - Rob, I'm sorry. Did I distract you from something important? - Elena calmed down and lay down next to her beloved. - No, everything is calm. The Dark Ones are hiding, the Inquisition is not brutal. That is, brutal, but it does not touch us. Because Miss Hathaway found an approach to the Master, - De Niro pulled the laptop to himself with magic, - by the way, your sister is inviting us to the wedding. Elena smiled. Jen is finally getting married... It seemed that Lawrence would never find a partner for himself, but thank God there was a good guy who did not belong to the Light, nor to the Darkness, nor to the Inquisitors. And Elena was glad that her sister would not be drawn into the war of Light and Darkness in Hollywood. But she herself... However, it does not matter. - Shall we go? - Robert interrupted Lincoln's thoughts. - Of course we will go. I haven't seen her in ages, - Elena kissed Robert and smiled, - check the guest list, okay? POV Robert My poor girl... I know perfectly well who did this to her and why. But alas, I can't take revenge on her tormentor. As much as I'd like to, my hands are tied by the rules of Light and Darkness. Damn... I hug her and start stroking her hair. She falls asleep, and I teleport to the living room and dial Bradley Cooper, my head of security. - Brad, check all the guests of Jennifer's wedding in our databases and report to me. If there are dark ones there, then make sure there are inquisitors too. No, don't touch the Master, his head is full as it is. Miss Hathaway is ok, we are friends. Smart girl, - besides everything else, Anne is my goddaughter and my best friend's girlfriend. You can negotiate with her and she will always help out. - Yes Sir. I'm already checking. Diaz, Jenner, the whole Kardashian clan, Emma Stone... Everything seems fine. But no, it's not fine... David O'Russell, - Bradley spits out the name like a curse. Okay, fine... Keep Lena away from him and everything will be fine. But my mind immediately throws me the image of Lincoln's tortured body. God... When Jen saw her like this, she almost went crazy. And I know perfectly well that David still has his sights on Jennifer. I won't let him touch her! I won't let him ruin her life! We need a reinforced Inquisition squad! And for my people to disperse throughout the mansion... Okay... I'll think of something.
Chapter Management Edit Chapter Chapter 3 Chapter Text Emma's POV. October 17th. I get off the train and roll out two suitcases on wheels. The wind ruffles my hair, it's very easy to breathe. I've always loved autumn, and this year it's especially warm. And happy, too. For me and Jennifer for sure. - Hey, Emma! - I hear Josh's cheerful voice and smile warmly at him. Hutcherson is walking towards me, squeezing the hand of Nina Dobrev, his new girlfriend. Liam Hemsworth and Miley Cyrus are walking sedately just behind them - another ringed couple... - Well, guys, we've finally lived to see Lawrence's wedding. Honestly, I thought she'd hook up with Aronofsky, like a muse and a creator, - Miley winks at me and I hug her. Together, laughing, we enter Jennifer's chic mansion and the owner immediately hugs us. - Guys, I missed you so much, - Lawrence beams with love and warmth. We laugh and Jen immediately brings us beer and hamburgers. We settle in the living room and Cook joins us. We laugh a lot, joke and I finally relax. Closer to midnight, Bradley Cooper, our great friend with Jennifer, knocks on the mansion door. He has a bottle of champagne in his hands and he intends to celebrate. - Jenny, - Cooper kisses Lawrence on both cheeks, and she laughs. - Brad, should I start being jealous? - Cook playfully wag his finger at Cooper, and he laughs. In short, I feel like I'm in the family circle, and I really like it. Closer to the morning, we go to our rooms, and I go to bed tired but happy. Jennifer's POV. I sink onto the carpet near the fireplace in my room. I haven't been so happy for a long time. All my dreams have come true. I am loved and I love, my friends are with me, and tomorrow Elena and my parents are flying in. God, it's been so long since I've seen them. - Are you tired? - Cook sits down behind me and hugs me. - A little. You know, I was wondering, what would have happened if we hadn't met, if I hadn't understood Darren's nature? If I had fallen for his bait? I should have run away as soon as I received his script, - I get sad and fix my hair. - Baby, those psychos won't touch you. I'll make sure of it. I won't let anyone hurt my treasure, - Maroni playfully takes off my T-shirt and throws me down on the soft pile of the carpet...