Ashley Boyd doesn't need no glass slippers (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} changemylife_) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} wariscoming,@ 2012-10-11 23:29:00 |
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WHEN: TONIGHT
WHAT: Baby. And it's cold outside. Also, she doesn't know the fuck is going on.
WHERE: SOME RANDOM STREET.
status: OPEN
RATING: UNKNOWN
"She'd stop fussing if you would stop making those faces at her." Ella had meant to sound chastising. She really had. However, the underlying resigned amusement had ruined that along with her wry smile as she lifted little Alexandra and went to the kitchen. Thomas, he was Thomas now and all he would ever be again to her (as much as Ashley adored, no, loved Sean), had taken to only letting their daughter go when she had to sleep, eat, or when he needed to go to work - because even with people remembering there were still bills to pay. It'd only been a day and people had cars that needed repairing. It really had only been a day and that's why she didn't blame him, couldn't really. And even months from now she still wouldn't been able to do that.
She'd thought he'd lost him for ever. As Thomas he was seeing Alexandra, the name he picked he reminded her with a proud crow (like she'd needed that reminder - what had Ashley ... she been thinking?), for the first time. She was sure there was more to it than that. He didn't need to say it for her to know it. He blamed himself for what happened as Sean and no matter what she said that wasn't going to change that, at least not straight away. So she just let him, watched him. How couldn't she? Back ... home, at the castle, she hadn't thought she'd ever get to see, watch, any of it. Ella couldn't get enough of watching them together any less than Thomas could with her and the baby.
Ella could even feel his eyes on her as she headed to the kitchen. She added a little sway to her steps. One that came naturally whenever he was near and that she exaggerated just because she could. She almost giggled.
She did giggle in fact but it became mostly caught in her chest, stuck in her throat as the world seemed to change just as she stepped into their small kitchen. It wasn't ... wasn't possible? Wasn't possible! Ella could feel the tears in her eyes and had to breath against the panic that had gripped in her bones. She didn't want to startle Alex. She was a mother now and had to act -- it didn't matter as she had been gripping a bit too tightly and her daughter wailed as she squirmed with discomfort.
"I'm sorry!" She gasped. "Shhh." She began rocking the child, not dressed properly for this cold weather. Ella gathered her sweater around her baby as her eyes madly looked left and right as she tried to figure out what happened. Tried to think who she could grab and shake down for answers. Because this could not be happening. They were happy! They'd found each other again! This couldn't be happening again. Had she done something wrong? Had something not been finished, gone missing? Why was this happening to them again?
Her mind went to Rumpelstiltskin but that didn't make sense. Ella wouldn't even pretend to understand how the man's mind worked but since losing Thomas, even before that at her wedding party, she had tried to make herself more educated. She had some familiarity with the ... being. Ashley might not realized just how easily she had gotten out of things but Ella did. Ella knew enough to know he would have never let her be in peace, he would have come to collect as soon as the spell was broken if not before, if she had still been in his debt in either world. She didn't owe him anything ... and the curse hadn't been him.
So, what was this?