Comfort...and Some Future Retail Therapy
Who: Mere and Ami Where: Gwen and Skylar's Place When: Wednesday Night
Ami was alone tonight, in the big house that was at once hers, but totally foreign. Time travel could be a real bitch. She'd already failed to prevent one of the things she'd come back to stop... and now she had to make a decision: did she continue to just blurt out certain things about her time, or did she risk losing everything, including her very existence, by revealing everything and at least trying harder to help her friends and family? These thoughts went through her head as she lay pouting on her bed... the guest bed, right now... but 18 years from now? this was her room. She was in a pair of Skylar's pajama bottoms, which fit her but made it look like she was waiting for a flood, and one of Gwen's white ribbed tank tops.
Mere had tried the front door of the house, but no one answered. However, she could see one light on in the room that she knew that Ami was staying in, so she climbed her way up a tree outside of it and knocked on the door. Of course, she felt a little ridiculous, but at least climbing was way easy now that she was a vampire.
Ami bolted into a sitting position, curling into a ball as she looked to the window... and laughed. "Mere? Oh my GOD... are we on Dawson's Creek now?"
Mere shook her head as Ami let her inside. "Like I want to be climbing a tree like on 'Clarissa Explains it All,'" she said as she got inside. "No one answered the door, but I could tell that you were here."
She actually ALMOST smiled there. "Too cute. So... do I want to know what was so important that it brought you to my window?"
"Not much, really," Mere said to her. Well, she wanted to let her know that she knew she was Gwen and Skylar's kid, but other than that, not much. "Just wanted to see your shining face."
"You know.. after the couple days I've had? I needed to hear that." She smiled sadly, leaning her head against the headboard.
Mere sat on the bed with her. "Aw, sweetie, what's wrong?" Well, other than Gwen's sorta-dad having his girlfriend killed in a totally vicious way, but it wasn't like that was Ami's fault or anything.
"I tried to warn Wesley... I did... but it was too late. Somehow... unless I messed up somewhere, it happened earlier than it was supposed to." She sighed, looking skyward.
"This has to do with you being from the future, doesn't it?" Mere asked. "Look, if it happened different, then maybe it was something meant to happen, or something else can in and did something that no one could have predicted."
"...ok, and here I was expecting you to ask what the hell I meant... how do you know where I'm from?" She asked mere with a brow raised.
"I found out from Gwen, actually," she said, cringing a little when thinking of the incident.
"Oh... crap." She looked Mere over, and whistled. "I don't see any visible wounds..."
"Yeah, I'm pretty lucky I wasn't staked on sight," Mere said. "I still think that Skylar might dip a stake in holy water and come after me if she finds out."
"No... I'll make sure they don't. It's as much my fault as yours. You didnt take advantage of me or anything..." The blonde sighed, and reached over to stroke Meredith's hair. "Aaaaand I finally figured out where you were in my time."
"I doubt they'd actually do it, but I'm glad for the guardian angel just the same," she admitted. Angry mothers were not fun at all. "Where was I in your time?"
"Oh. Um. You know... inanurnoverthefireplace... so how's your day been?" She asked with a nervously forced grin.
"An urn, huh?" Death didn't exactly scare Mere. She had already been through it once. Of course, she wasn't expecting it to happen so soon again. "Day's been alright."
"Mere... I'm scared. I'm gonna tell anyone anything about my time that I have to in order to not let anymore happen... but I might cease to exist." She closed her eyes, trying not to cry. "I'm brave, Meredith... I really am... but I dun wanna die..."
Mere wrapped her arms around Ami. "You're not going to die, Ami," she said. Actually, she would still be born, and probably soon, if the timeline stayed right. That wasn't what she needed to hear, though. "I don't think people just go poof when their work is done."
"I already knew I couldn't go back... but if I change things, if my time ceases to exist... what if I cease to exist WITH it?" She was trying not to panic. "And if I do remain here, where do I go? I can't burden Gwen and Skylar with an adult daughter..."
"You can always come stay with me," Mere told her, hugging her a little tighter. "You've always got somewhere to go."
"You're like... the nicest vampire I've ever met." Ami laughed there, realizing the absurdity of that statement even as she spoke it.
"Yeah, I'm one of a kind like that," Mere said with a smile, stroking Ami's hair a little. "Don't worry about it."
"Plus you're not laughing your ass off at how badly these pants fit me, so, that's another plus."
"Well, it's not like you packed for the trip, but we have got to buy you some new clothes," Mere said. "It can even be my treat."
"The Moms already said I could take Skylar's credit card... I just haven't had time." She felt a little silly now, but it was true. Trying to save everyone sorta came before mall-hopping. "But I could use the company..."
"Look, you need something else to think about for a little while. We'll go an evening soon, alright?" Not like she could do afternoon shopping anymore. "It'll be fun."
"I could use some fun, I admit. All I've done is worry." She said, leaning against Mere.
Mere rested her head on top of Ami's. "I think we both need a little fun. Everyone could use a little bit."