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Original Characters:
Profile coming soon:
Jenna Cousland- DAO
Michael Cousland-DAO
Nimtheiriel Mahariel-DAO
Celeste Sorana-DAO
Mika Amell-DAO
Kyo Hawke -DA2
Logan Hawke -DA2
Jason Hawke -DA2
Anya Shepard - Mass Effect
Jackson Shepard - Mass Effect
Canon:
Deacon St.Johns -Day's Gone
Viserion - Game of Thrones
Riley Flynn - Midnight Mass
Jim Hopper - Stranger Things
Hey, all! Not sure how many people will see this, but if you do, please reblog. This is a 'little' post regarding a potentially big problem affecting the Sims 4 community. If you download mods/CC at all (and yes I know CC is a type of mod), this applies to you.
TL;DR: For the sake of your personal info, identity, bank account, et cetera, please STOP downloading any mods/CC for the time being. Especially from the following sites: CurseForge, ModTheSims, The Sims Resource. It doesn't matter if you know the creator or not. Give it at least a week while we all figure out what's going on. If you must, I would recommend only downloading directly from a creator's Patreon (assuming they have one).
Other people have written at length about the mods in question, so I'll just share their posts below.
From the Sims 4 After Dark Discord server (a server you should join if you're not in it already):
⚠️If you downloaded any mod listed in the above post and played the game with them installed, this is the cleaner program Kuttoe (creator of the Home Regions and Townie Demographics mods) mentioned in their post: GitHub - overwolf/sims4-social-events-cleaner: Source files and exe release for a tool to clean up your machine if you have downloaded the "Social Events - Unlimited Time" Sims 4 mod ⚠️
Got confirmation from Kuttoe that as long as you didn't boot up the game with the malicious mods installed (or deleted them completely from your computer before playing the game), you *should* be fine. Still, I recommend that anyone who thinks they might have downloaded any of them run the cleaner program.
Here's an explanation from @anadius2 (reposted by Kuttoe) in the Sims 4 After Dark server (not providing a link to prevent brigading or spam, but you can DM me and I'll give you the link) about what the malware will do to your computer:
And a little dive into the back-end coding stuff for the more tech-savvy Simmers out there:
So, to recap:
Unsure. Lots of theories are being made by people far more knowledgeable than me, but from the looks of things, could be crypto bullshit and/or an attempt to steal your data and sell it. This is very, very serious, and could wreck your life if said data/personal info falls into the wrong hands.
It's always a good idea to change passwords every couple of months or so, but if you think you've been affected, you also need to change your passwords for things like online banking, email and social media accounts, healthcare sites AFTER running the cleaner.
I want to talk about how we approach modding our games and downloading files in general.
Please STOP downloading mod file folders from people who did not create the specific mods. Period. This includes Sim dumps, building/lots with CC, mod folders promoted on YouTube, etc. This does not mean that anyone sharing them is doing so maliciously. In fact, I appreciate the amount of effort people put into compiling these resources! But unless you're super careful (and super knowledgeable), you run the risk of downloading malware like this on your computer. Make no mistake, the malicious files in question look like run-of-the-mill, everyday mods. Two of them were even posted from a trustworthy creator's actual account! The only way to know what they actually do is to peek into the code, and idk about you, but I don't know Python. So even after this issue is resolved, you really should only download files from the creators themselves.
Here's how I like to approach it: I stick to lookbooks and combing through the Patreons/accounts of creators who make items I like. If I see a Sim dump with CC that I'm interested, I try to reach out to the poster and ask where they got specific CC. If I can't do that, I see if it was shared via Drive, look at the individual files themselves, then head to the original CC creator's official download page and get it from the source.
That's all I have for you! Stay safe, and happy Simming! 🫶🏾
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One day as fog was cascading over the hills a lone man walked with his cane as the sun rose in the sky. He approached a car repair shop and tapped underneath the car to get the other man's attention.
The kids were clearly nervous. “We are going to look for him but we need to take you both to the station.” Emma told them.
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He held her hand but paused. “Ash, please don’t take this all personally.”
" I swear, we aren't going to hurt you, or stop looking for your dad. But we can't have you running around and breaking in places." Bryce reiterated.
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Gillian's brows furrowed, then her eyes blinked, and her face hardened. She glanced away, hurt and angry. " I'm trying not to, Jefferson. My memories are all a mess, but I can feel how she feels for you." She sighed. " a part of me wants to throttle you, and another wants to comfort you. And I don't know which one is correct right now."
“Alright…but only until we find our Dad.” Gretal told them and went to the car.
“I was in the system once. I know how scary it can be but, you seriously think we can find their dad?” Emma asked Bryce once both kids were in vehicle.
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“Ash I want you to know, you were the one I fell for. I haven’t seen as much spunk since Grace’s mother. I’m not in control of the curse so really it’s Regina you need to be mad at.” Jefferson told her.
" No. But there's no harm in looking. People don't leave Storybrooke after all." He said, taking a breath. " But my son found me. So maybe something can be done. "
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" I can be mad at both of you." She said, rubbing at her head again. " Gods above, what are you planning, Jefferson? You know that I'll fully be in control when the curse ends. Then what? What's the end game of this?"
Emma nodded. “Mostly. My son found me as well. So I really am the only new person who has ever entered Storybrooke?”
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“End game of what? The curse? Or us? I genuinely like you and hope you’ll give me a chance. As for the curse, the curse came about because Regina lost someone years ago. I know because of a deal I made with Rumple.” Jefferson told her.
" Yeah. It's been years since anyone has actually arrived here. I don't know why. But I've been trying to leave for a long time and just end up back here. "
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She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. " Okay. I'll think about it. For now, don't hurt me or the other me or whatever."
@scarred-by-monsters
One day as fog was cascading over the hills a lone man walked with his cane as the sun rose in the sky. He approached a car repair shop and tapped underneath the car to get the other man's attention.
The kids were clearly nervous. “We are going to look for him but we need to take you both to the station.” Emma told them.
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He held her hand but paused. “Ash, please don’t take this all personally.”
" I swear, we aren't going to hurt you, or stop looking for your dad. But we can't have you running around and breaking in places." Bryce reiterated.
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Gillian's brows furrowed, then her eyes blinked, and her face hardened. She glanced away, hurt and angry. " I'm trying not to, Jefferson. My memories are all a mess, but I can feel how she feels for you." She sighed. " a part of me wants to throttle you, and another wants to comfort you. And I don't know which one is correct right now."
“Alright…but only until we find our Dad.” Gretal told them and went to the car.
“I was in the system once. I know how scary it can be but, you seriously think we can find their dad?” Emma asked Bryce once both kids were in vehicle.
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“Ash I want you to know, you were the one I fell for. I haven’t seen as much spunk since Grace’s mother. I’m not in control of the curse so really it’s Regina you need to be mad at.” Jefferson told her.
" No. But there's no harm in looking. People don't leave Storybrooke after all." He said, taking a breath. " But my son found me. So maybe something can be done. "
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" I can be mad at both of you." She said, rubbing at her head again. " Gods above, what are you planning, Jefferson? You know that I'll fully be in control when the curse ends. Then what? What's the end game of this?"
"I'm holding a dead body that you shot and you ask me to calm down?!?"
" Yes. I mean, you can put it down. You don't have to keep holding it." She shrugged before checking her pistol. " my boys will clean it up as soon as they get here."
Tony woke up early in the morning, rubbing his forehead and looking around. He realized that he was somewhere else because this wasn't his bedroom and he was naked - and slightly hungover.
Ash had turned over in her sleep, facing the wall as her breathing remained even. Her hair fanning around her head and over the pillow.
Tony lied back down and wrapped his arms around her. He recalled Ash telling him about her troubled life and their night together. He traced the scars on her back with his fingers.
She made a comfortable noise, leaning back against his touch. She was still asleep, a deep sleep for once.
Tony closed his eyes and nuzzled Ash gently. She was so beautiful,
She squirmed, making a little noise before pressing back against him.
Tony gave her neck a gentle kiss and sighed.
She smiled, her eyes opening. " just gonna lay there. Or did you want a morning lay?" She asked, not moving from where she laid.
Tony crawled on top of Ash and kissed her hungrily. "Not everyday you wake up next to a gorgeous woman..."
She gave a little laugh before kissing him back. " Very true. And a mob boss on top of it." She chuckled, licking her lips.
Tony kissed her body and hummed. "I should be freaked out."
She gave a little sigh at the kisses. " Yes. You probably should be. But are you?"
"A bit... But you have been through much and I did tell you to fight back... I might not agree with the eventual methods but... You're fighting back." Tony kissed her abdomen.
She chuckled, reaching down to run a hand through his hair. " I haven't taken anyone to my bed since I kìlled him. You're my first in my new life."
"I hope I don't get the same fate but... I would never hurt you." He kissed her thighs. "We are here..."
" I don't think you will." She moaned, running her hands through his hair.
Tony licked her wet folds and looked up to see her reaction.
She gasped, gripping his head harder. " Gods- just like that~"
— Family—
—PERSONALITY—
—BACK STORY—
Stella knew an almost perfect childhood. Though her mother had died from a fever when she was a toddler, her father was very loving and doted on her almost daily. He had been a hard working janitor at the local radio station, and a prominent member in the local church.
Until the middle of World War One when her father was drafted. She was six, and spent the next two years of her life in an orphange. She hated it, and when two soldiers showed up to deliver her father's death notice to her, Stella made a choice.
In the middle of the night, the eight year old snuck out of the orphanage and began a life on the streets. It was rough for weeks, but being a quick learner was a beneficial to her. She learned how to pickpocket, and pick locks, learned her targets habits and break into their houses to find food. At the worst times, she would beg.
When winter arrived, Stella was forced to beg for food or coin. She found herself down the street from the radio station that her father had worked at. However as she passed an alley, someone grabbed her and pulled her into the alley. She screamed, only to have a large hand clamp over her mouth.
The following few minutes were a blur, and later she wouldn't remember it as more than red blood on snow. She had bitten the man, fought tooth and nail, however she was a child, and he was an adult.
That was until the man fell away from her, red coloring the front of his suit from the clean cut from ear to ear across his throat. She watched him bleed out and struggle but eventually succumb to his wounds. Not with fear, but with a happiness she didn't understand. Then raised her gaze to see the man who'd saved her.
Alastor.
It wasn't pity he gave her, but a deal. He took her in, and she became his bait on his hunts. Every night he would take her out into the streets and she would draw in "bad" men to Alastor's web. When she began to grow up and develop, the hunts moved to bars, brothels and other areas where she could catch unaware individuals. Alastor began to show her how to kill those she reeled in. Along with how to cook her kills to perfection.
Stella loved him as she'd loved her own father, even after he had been killed. She continued down the bloody road he'd set before her, until she was killed in 1934.
Once in hell, she didn't go immediately to Alastor. However, when building her own status as an Overlord, Stella found herself in need of Alastor's help against another. She went to him, offering her soul with no hesitation in exchange for the power she needed to overthrow her competitor. She didn't fear him, and though the changes he'd gotten from coming to Hell made her pause, her paternal love for him is still strong.
She has not seen him since he disappeared seven years ago, and is building her courage to go see him in his new accommodations now that he has returned.
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One day as fog was cascading over the hills a lone man walked with his cane as the sun rose in the sky. He approached a car repair shop and tapped underneath the car to get the other man's attention.
The kids were clearly nervous. “We are going to look for him but we need to take you both to the station.” Emma told them.
———~~~~~~~~
He held her hand but paused. “Ash, please don’t take this all personally.”
" I swear, we aren't going to hurt you, or stop looking for your dad. But we can't have you running around and breaking in places." Bryce reiterated.
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Gillian's brows furrowed, then her eyes blinked, and her face hardened. She glanced away, hurt and angry. " I'm trying not to, Jefferson. My memories are all a mess, but I can feel how she feels for you." She sighed. " a part of me wants to throttle you, and another wants to comfort you. And I don't know which one is correct right now."
Wthan sat at the pub, drinking his ale. All his friends and siblings were back at his house at some ball. He had no interest whatsoever for those things. He much preferred to be here where he was practically unknown.
Harding groaned as the bartender set the bottle in front of him.
" Your leg acting up again?" He asked, looking over the veteran.
" Only when I'm sober." Harding smirked, pouring a glass for himself. He sat the bottle back down, ignoring the chatter around him as he drained the glass. The whiskey burned all the way down, and he grimaced a moment.
Then his remaining hand moved down, rubbing at the spot where the wooden leg was attached to his right stump. " Doc said that I should use a crutch. It would stop the pain. Told him he was an idiot."
"I know it may seem difficult to grasp now but I am trustworthy." He teased a bit to try and lighten the mood. "You'll love it."
" I don't really trust anyone." He said, running a hand through his hair. " That remains to be seen, but I'm willing to try it. So that's a good start."
"In this world it's difficult to know who to trust and who to not do I get it." He nodded his head. "That says a lot about you. You're willing to try something new."
Harding took another breath, closing his eyes as another pain shot through him. " You become willing to do a lot of things you normally wouldn't for a little relief when you're in pain all the time."
"There are things that we shouldn't have to just live with though. Pain is absolutely one of them." He spoke softly, looking him over before looking down. "This should help."
" I hope you're right about that." Hè groaned, sitting forward again. " What's the worst thing that's ever happened to you?" He asked suddenly.
"I hope so too." He sighed a bit before leaning back in the seat again. "I am not particularly into the fairer sex. Some men found that out and jumped me outside of a gentleman's club. That's why I prefer this side of town."
" Yeah. But if you cross the wrong person, it won't matter if you're on the rich side or not." He shrugged, leaning back. " But I understand that. Even before the war, I had very little interest in marriage."
"That's why I prefer to stay on this side of town. As long as I keep to myself and keep my carriage a far enough distance, nobody knows who I am by face. I also don't travel without some sort of weapon on me." He shrugged his shoulders. "Marriage isn't for everyone and sometimes I wish high society understood that,but they don't. They want us to carry our names on and I was sadly born male. Though the men do have it much easier than my sister does."
They soon arrived outside the doors of what looked like a well kept house where Ethan led him inside and up the stairs where there were a lot more people.
Harding wrinkled his nose at the people. He really didn't like to be in crowded areas. It put him on edge. But he followed Ethan. He seemed to know a good number of the crowd, but when they turned to him. He could see the pity in their eyes.
Ethan took his arm gently and led him over to a more secluded area where a girl came up to them and silently gave them what they would need before scurrying away. "They'll leave us until we request more if you would like." He then proceeded to show him how it went by taking the tincture and putting a couple of drops onto his tongue. "Start out slow. You'll need probably roughly ten drops in total to really mess you up."
Harding watched him, raising a brow at the tincture. Then, he reached out to take the eyedropper. It was difficult for him to tell how much he was taking into it, but he managed a couple drops onto his tongue. Then added one more for good measure.
He relaxed back against the booth they were in, grabbing a glass that was on the table and filled it with water. He slid it over to him before pouring himself a glass. "Now, it's not going to be an instant thing either. It'll kick you in about fifteen to twenty minutes."
" So how much do you come here? Everyone seems to know you." He said, running his hand through his hair again and trying to ignore the pain. Talking helped it took his mind off everything.
"I come here at least once a week. I found this place about six months ago and have been coming back since. It helps ease everything that troubles me. More than alcohol ever could."
" You're making some tall promises." He said before reaching under the table and unsnapping his prosthetic. He set it beside his remaining leg and let his stump relax a bit.
He giggled a bit before nodding his head. He was already starting to feel it. "I try to keep my promises though." He smiled over to him. "Just give it some time, buddy."
Harding gave another nod, before closing his eyes. It took a little while, but after a while the pain began to recede. The sharp constant ache that had sometimes felt so overwhelming that he thought he might die finally began to ease.
His shoulders relaxed first, followed by his back as a little moan left his lips. It was so nice he could have wept in relief.
Ethan relaxed beside him with his own eyes slipping shut. He didn't have any physical pain but the medicine helped to ease his mind. Being who he was wasn't easy for him and he had to hide his true self until he came here. He felt like he could be who he truly was in the presence of the people in the den. They didn't judge him if they saw him kissing a man.
His eyes turned to look at him as he heard the moan leave his lips. He seemed to be a little but more at ease and that pleased Ethan. He was always happy to help.
Harding shifted, the tiniest twinge on uncomfort going through his leg. But it was nowhere near the pain level that it had been at. He blinked, finally opening his eyes to look around again.
" How did you find this place?" He asked, not feeling the usual pain in his shoulder either. He leaned closer to Ethan, gently pumping him with his shoulder.
Ethan was glad thst he was able to help Harding at least for a little bit. He sighed in content before he turned his eyes back to scan around the room. It was dimly lit by candles and people were relaxed all around the room.
He looked over to Harding, leaning back into him slightly qhen he bumped him. "I was just put walking one night and I met a woman who showed it to me. She actually helped with a lot of things that night. She's around here somewhere."
" Just out working? You weren't doing anything shady, right?" He said, looking over to meet his gaze.
God, he actually felt really good. He wasn't in pain, and the less harsh battle ridden parts of his personality. His mind was clearer than it had been in a very long time. So many emotions were filling him. Some he hadn't felt in a long time.
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One day as fog was cascading over the hills a lone man walked with his cane as the sun rose in the sky. He approached a car repair shop and tapped underneath the car to get the other man's attention.
Lacey smiled and waved up at him before heading up to bed. She was conflicted. Not exactly comfortable. She didn’t know why…
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Graham greeted Bryce. “Welcome to the force. I assume you met Emma. You both are my deputies.”
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Jefferson saw and was surprised then confused. “What do you know?”
Aaron frowned when she was out of sight. He knew something was going on, and he was going to find out.
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Bryce nodded before holding his hand out to Emma. " Nice to see you again, Emma."
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" I know you're -" Ash started to say before her eyes glazed over before a hand went to her head. She blinked a few times before closing her eyes. When she looked up again, her face and eyes were all Gillian. " Jefferson? When did you get back? "
Lacey lay in bed and opened up a nearby book. Did he often read in bed? She didn’t. At least, not usually.
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“Here is your gun and your badge.” Graham told him handing him his things. “You both are going to two separate places. Emma is going to scout out the suburbs and you are going to ride with me.”
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Jefferson was surprised and shifted on his feet. “A few minutes ago. How are you feeling?”
Bŕyce put on his badge and strapped the gun around his waist. " Alright. Guess I'll just be learning on the fly."
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" Weird. Like I'm not all here." She admitted, tangling her fingers together.
“Alright, come on.” Graham stopped he got a call. “Change of plans. Something came up go on with Emma. Investigate the break ins.” Graham told him.
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“I’m here for you, no matter where you are.” Jefferson told her.
Bryce nodded, following her out the door. " wonder what the call was about." He said, still lost in his head.
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" Do you swear that?" She asked, tears filling her eyes. " I'm scared."
“Yeah, he gets those all the time. No idea for what though.” Emma told him. “Anyway we are investigating a break in. Follow me we need to scope out the apartment complex.”
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Jefferson hopped into bed right next to her and held her tightly. “I mean it. You will be alright.”
" Alright." He nodded, thinking over everything.
'Your Sherriff is hiding something. I can smell the wolf on him.' A timid voice said in the back of his mind.
He blinked, turning to look behind him. But no one was there. " Weird."
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Gillian clung to him, trying not to cry. Her breath came in gasps, becoming more obvious that she was beginning to panic." How do you know? I don't - I don't want to disappear -"
“Everything alright?” Emma asked him.
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“Shhh shhh. It’s alright…” Jefferson told her as it began to sink in what she said. “You have to be confident of who you are. Deep down. Your core. It will help balance you.”
" Yeah." He said, looking back at her. " Thought I heard someone, but i must have imagined it."
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" I don't- I don't know anymore. Am I Gillian? Is that really who I am. Or am I Ashlyn?" She buried her face into his chest, the tears finally falling.
“Weird. Ok we need to head out. I’ll drive. You gonna be ok?” Emma asked.
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Jefferson sighed deeply and whispered. “You are both. Ashlyn in reality but a part of you is like Gillian. A hidden part. Everyone here knows you as Gillian but they don’t know themselves.”
" Yeah I'll be fine. Just first day jitters." He said, giving her a smile as he got in the car.
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She stopped talking, simply crying for a little bit. This was taking a toll on her, and after a little bit, she lapped into silence. But her anxiety was still high even as a little voice tried to calm her as well as Jefferson.
" But how can I love you while she loves someone else?" She finally asked, leaning away enough to wipe her eyes.
Emma began driving him around. “There was a number of break ins we need to investigate. No one was home. I’m thinking squatters.”
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Jefferson gently caressed her arm. “It’s alright little phoenix. I know a small part of you will always love me. That and it seems like Mr. Gold doesn’t have any recollection in this timeline so you get to choose.”
" Squarters might be right." He said, thinking about stuff. " Unless someone decided to have a only, tyen it was was one of tyem.vb
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She slowly nodded, and looked up at him. " I do? Then I want you.-"
“Hey you see that house over there. There is a light on and a broken window. Approach with caution we don’t know who’s in there.” Emma told him.
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Jefferson smiled and kissed her hands then he kissed her.
He nodded, getting out and making his way over to the building. " You want the front or thw back?" He asked, glancing at Emma.
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She returned the kiss hungrily. Like she ached for it, for him. " Don't let me go." She murmured against his lips. " Please."
“Back, they won’t be expecting us that way.” Emma told him, leading to the nearest house. She was on edge. She opened the door only to find, two children. “Gun down! They aren’t hostile.” She told him, pocketing her own.
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Jefferson smiled and rested his forehead against hers. “I’m not going anywhere but we are getting out of here.”
Bryce holstered his weapon, coming around the corner to see the two kids. " Hey guys. What are you two doing here?"
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" Good." She said, sniffing a bit. " i know they wanted me to stay tonight. But I don't like hospitals."
The children stood up. “Hansel we have to go.” Gretal said as she grabbed his hand and began to bolt for the front door.
“Hey you kids can’t be here!” Emma told them, chasing after.
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Jefferson got up slowly. “Let me get you some coffee. He slipped out and came back in full scrubs with a wheelchair and a blanket. “Your carriage m’lady.” He told her, extending a hand to her.
" And this is why we should have split up." Bryce said, before bolting out the back door and around to the front.
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Gillian nodded, watching him go. She was still scared and confused. But Jefferson did seem like he was able to help.
She jumped when he came back before giving him a little smile. She quickly grabbed her phone and book before climbing into the wheelchair.
“Please we don’t want to go back to foster care.” Gretal said.
“Well you can’t stay here. What if we were someone who wanted to hurt you?” Emma asked. “Listen I’ve been there too but we have to take you back. Bryce block the door.”
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Jefferson kissed her then wheeled them out. Briefly checking paperwork to look the part before bolting them out. He opened the car door for her. “After you.”
Bryce was already in front of the door and gave Emma a pointed look. " Stop, kiddos. We aren't going to hurt you. So let's just calm down, and you two can tell us what's going on." He said, showing them his hands. " I promise. We're here to help."
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She gave a little laugh as they reached the car. " I can't believe that worked." She said, slipping into the car and buckling herself in.
“We can’t go back to Foster Care. We need to find our Dad.” Gretal told her.
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“Luckily I’ve always been good breaking into places.” Jefferson told her, giving her cheek a kiss before driving back to the apartment.
" Alright. Whose your dad?" He asked, kneeling down in front of them.
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" Oh, so I'm dealing with a bad boy?" She teased, raising a brow at him as she looked over at Jefferson.
“His name is Mr. Miller.” The kids tell them.
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Jefferson kissed her cheek. “I have my moments.”
" Alright. Mr. Miller." He said, thinking over what they'd told him. " I'm not sure who that is. But we can find him, I'm sure of it. Will you both be goos and come back to the station while we look?"
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Gillian chuckled, closing her eyes as her hand tangled in his. " I know you do. I like them."
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One day as fog was cascading over the hills a lone man walked with his cane as the sun rose in the sky. He approached a car repair shop and tapped underneath the car to get the other man's attention.
Lacey smiled and waved up at him before heading up to bed. She was conflicted. Not exactly comfortable. She didn’t know why…
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Graham greeted Bryce. “Welcome to the force. I assume you met Emma. You both are my deputies.”
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Jefferson saw and was surprised then confused. “What do you know?”
Aaron frowned when she was out of sight. He knew something was going on, and he was going to find out.
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Bryce nodded before holding his hand out to Emma. " Nice to see you again, Emma."
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" I know you're -" Ash started to say before her eyes glazed over before a hand went to her head. She blinked a few times before closing her eyes. When she looked up again, her face and eyes were all Gillian. " Jefferson? When did you get back? "
Lacey lay in bed and opened up a nearby book. Did he often read in bed? She didn’t. At least, not usually.
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“Here is your gun and your badge.” Graham told him handing him his things. “You both are going to two separate places. Emma is going to scout out the suburbs and you are going to ride with me.”
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Jefferson was surprised and shifted on his feet. “A few minutes ago. How are you feeling?”
Bŕyce put on his badge and strapped the gun around his waist. " Alright. Guess I'll just be learning on the fly."
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" Weird. Like I'm not all here." She admitted, tangling her fingers together.
“Alright, come on.” Graham stopped he got a call. “Change of plans. Something came up go on with Emma. Investigate the break ins.” Graham told him.
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“I’m here for you, no matter where you are.” Jefferson told her.
Bryce nodded, following her out the door. " wonder what the call was about." He said, still lost in his head.
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" Do you swear that?" She asked, tears filling her eyes. " I'm scared."
“Yeah, he gets those all the time. No idea for what though.” Emma told him. “Anyway we are investigating a break in. Follow me we need to scope out the apartment complex.”
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Jefferson hopped into bed right next to her and held her tightly. “I mean it. You will be alright.”
" Alright." He nodded, thinking over everything.
'Your Sherriff is hiding something. I can smell the wolf on him.' A timid voice said in the back of his mind.
He blinked, turning to look behind him. But no one was there. " Weird."
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Gillian clung to him, trying not to cry. Her breath came in gasps, becoming more obvious that she was beginning to panic." How do you know? I don't - I don't want to disappear -"
“Everything alright?” Emma asked him.
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“Shhh shhh. It’s alright…” Jefferson told her as it began to sink in what she said. “You have to be confident of who you are. Deep down. Your core. It will help balance you.”
" Yeah." He said, looking back at her. " Thought I heard someone, but i must have imagined it."
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" I don't- I don't know anymore. Am I Gillian? Is that really who I am. Or am I Ashlyn?" She buried her face into his chest, the tears finally falling.
“Weird. Ok we need to head out. I’ll drive. You gonna be ok?” Emma asked.
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Jefferson sighed deeply and whispered. “You are both. Ashlyn in reality but a part of you is like Gillian. A hidden part. Everyone here knows you as Gillian but they don’t know themselves.”
" Yeah I'll be fine. Just first day jitters." He said, giving her a smile as he got in the car.
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She stopped talking, simply crying for a little bit. This was taking a toll on her, and after a little bit, she lapped into silence. But her anxiety was still high even as a little voice tried to calm her as well as Jefferson.
" But how can I love you while she loves someone else?" She finally asked, leaning away enough to wipe her eyes.
Emma began driving him around. “There was a number of break ins we need to investigate. No one was home. I’m thinking squatters.”
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Jefferson gently caressed her arm. “It’s alright little phoenix. I know a small part of you will always love me. That and it seems like Mr. Gold doesn’t have any recollection in this timeline so you get to choose.”
" Squarters might be right." He said, thinking about stuff. " Unless someone decided to have a only, tyen it was was one of tyem.vb
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She slowly nodded, and looked up at him. " I do? Then I want you.-"
“Hey you see that house over there. There is a light on and a broken window. Approach with caution we don’t know who’s in there.” Emma told him.
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Jefferson smiled and kissed her hands then he kissed her.
He nodded, getting out and making his way over to the building. " You want the front or thw back?" He asked, glancing at Emma.
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She returned the kiss hungrily. Like she ached for it, for him. " Don't let me go." She murmured against his lips. " Please."
“Back, they won’t be expecting us that way.” Emma told him, leading to the nearest house. She was on edge. She opened the door only to find, two children. “Gun down! They aren’t hostile.” She told him, pocketing her own.
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Jefferson smiled and rested his forehead against hers. “I’m not going anywhere but we are getting out of here.”
Bryce holstered his weapon, coming around the corner to see the two kids. " Hey guys. What are you two doing here?"
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" Good." She said, sniffing a bit. " i know they wanted me to stay tonight. But I don't like hospitals."
The children stood up. “Hansel we have to go.” Gretal said as she grabbed his hand and began to bolt for the front door.
“Hey you kids can’t be here!” Emma told them, chasing after.
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Jefferson got up slowly. “Let me get you some coffee. He slipped out and came back in full scrubs with a wheelchair and a blanket. “Your carriage m’lady.” He told her, extending a hand to her.
" And this is why we should have split up." Bryce said, before bolting out the back door and around to the front.
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Gillian nodded, watching him go. She was still scared and confused. But Jefferson did seem like he was able to help.
She jumped when he came back before giving him a little smile. She quickly grabbed her phone and book before climbing into the wheelchair.
“Please we don’t want to go back to foster care.” Gretal said.
“Well you can’t stay here. What if we were someone who wanted to hurt you?” Emma asked. “Listen I’ve been there too but we have to take you back. Bryce block the door.”
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Jefferson kissed her then wheeled them out. Briefly checking paperwork to look the part before bolting them out. He opened the car door for her. “After you.”
Bryce was already in front of the door and gave Emma a pointed look. " Stop, kiddos. We aren't going to hurt you. So let's just calm down, and you two can tell us what's going on." He said, showing them his hands. " I promise. We're here to help."
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She gave a little laugh as they reached the car. " I can't believe that worked." She said, slipping into the car and buckling herself in.
“We can’t go back to Foster Care. We need to find our Dad.” Gretal told her.
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“Luckily I’ve always been good breaking into places.” Jefferson told her, giving her cheek a kiss before driving back to the apartment.
" Alright. Whose your dad?" He asked, kneeling down in front of them.
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" Oh, so I'm dealing with a bad boy?" She teased, raising a brow at him as she looked over at Jefferson.
"I'm holding a dead body that you shot and you ask me to calm down?!?"
" Yes. I mean, you can put it down. You don't have to keep holding it." She shrugged before checking her pistol. " my boys will clean it up as soon as they get here."
Tony woke up early in the morning, rubbing his forehead and looking around. He realized that he was somewhere else because this wasn't his bedroom and he was naked - and slightly hungover.
Ash had turned over in her sleep, facing the wall as her breathing remained even. Her hair fanning around her head and over the pillow.
Tony lied back down and wrapped his arms around her. He recalled Ash telling him about her troubled life and their night together. He traced the scars on her back with his fingers.
She made a comfortable noise, leaning back against his touch. She was still asleep, a deep sleep for once.
Tony closed his eyes and nuzzled Ash gently. She was so beautiful,
She squirmed, making a little noise before pressing back against him.
Tony gave her neck a gentle kiss and sighed.
She smiled, her eyes opening. " just gonna lay there. Or did you want a morning lay?" She asked, not moving from where she laid.
Tony crawled on top of Ash and kissed her hungrily. "Not everyday you wake up next to a gorgeous woman..."
She gave a little laugh before kissing him back. " Very true. And a mob boss on top of it." She chuckled, licking her lips.
Tony kissed her body and hummed. "I should be freaked out."
She gave a little sigh at the kisses. " Yes. You probably should be. But are you?"
"A bit... But you have been through much and I did tell you to fight back... I might not agree with the eventual methods but... You're fighting back." Tony kissed her abdomen.
She chuckled, reaching down to run a hand through his hair. " I haven't taken anyone to my bed since I kìlled him. You're my first in my new life."
"I hope I don't get the same fate but... I would never hurt you." He kissed her thighs. "We are here..."
" I don't think you will." She moaned, running her hands through his hair.
Wthan sat at the pub, drinking his ale. All his friends and siblings were back at his house at some ball. He had no interest whatsoever for those things. He much preferred to be here where he was practically unknown.
Harding groaned as the bartender set the bottle in front of him.
" Your leg acting up again?" He asked, looking over the veteran.
" Only when I'm sober." Harding smirked, pouring a glass for himself. He sat the bottle back down, ignoring the chatter around him as he drained the glass. The whiskey burned all the way down, and he grimaced a moment.
Then his remaining hand moved down, rubbing at the spot where the wooden leg was attached to his right stump. " Doc said that I should use a crutch. It would stop the pain. Told him he was an idiot."
"I know it may seem difficult to grasp now but I am trustworthy." He teased a bit to try and lighten the mood. "You'll love it."
" I don't really trust anyone." He said, running a hand through his hair. " That remains to be seen, but I'm willing to try it. So that's a good start."
"In this world it's difficult to know who to trust and who to not do I get it." He nodded his head. "That says a lot about you. You're willing to try something new."
Harding took another breath, closing his eyes as another pain shot through him. " You become willing to do a lot of things you normally wouldn't for a little relief when you're in pain all the time."
"There are things that we shouldn't have to just live with though. Pain is absolutely one of them." He spoke softly, looking him over before looking down. "This should help."
" I hope you're right about that." Hè groaned, sitting forward again. " What's the worst thing that's ever happened to you?" He asked suddenly.
"I hope so too." He sighed a bit before leaning back in the seat again. "I am not particularly into the fairer sex. Some men found that out and jumped me outside of a gentleman's club. That's why I prefer this side of town."
" Yeah. But if you cross the wrong person, it won't matter if you're on the rich side or not." He shrugged, leaning back. " But I understand that. Even before the war, I had very little interest in marriage."
"That's why I prefer to stay on this side of town. As long as I keep to myself and keep my carriage a far enough distance, nobody knows who I am by face. I also don't travel without some sort of weapon on me." He shrugged his shoulders. "Marriage isn't for everyone and sometimes I wish high society understood that,but they don't. They want us to carry our names on and I was sadly born male. Though the men do have it much easier than my sister does."
They soon arrived outside the doors of what looked like a well kept house where Ethan led him inside and up the stairs where there were a lot more people.
Harding wrinkled his nose at the people. He really didn't like to be in crowded areas. It put him on edge. But he followed Ethan. He seemed to know a good number of the crowd, but when they turned to him. He could see the pity in their eyes.
Ethan took his arm gently and led him over to a more secluded area where a girl came up to them and silently gave them what they would need before scurrying away. "They'll leave us until we request more if you would like." He then proceeded to show him how it went by taking the tincture and putting a couple of drops onto his tongue. "Start out slow. You'll need probably roughly ten drops in total to really mess you up."
Harding watched him, raising a brow at the tincture. Then, he reached out to take the eyedropper. It was difficult for him to tell how much he was taking into it, but he managed a couple drops onto his tongue. Then added one more for good measure.
He relaxed back against the booth they were in, grabbing a glass that was on the table and filled it with water. He slid it over to him before pouring himself a glass. "Now, it's not going to be an instant thing either. It'll kick you in about fifteen to twenty minutes."
" So how much do you come here? Everyone seems to know you." He said, running his hand through his hair again and trying to ignore the pain. Talking helped it took his mind off everything.
"I come here at least once a week. I found this place about six months ago and have been coming back since. It helps ease everything that troubles me. More than alcohol ever could."
" You're making some tall promises." He said before reaching under the table and unsnapping his prosthetic. He set it beside his remaining leg and let his stump relax a bit.
He giggled a bit before nodding his head. He was already starting to feel it. "I try to keep my promises though." He smiled over to him. "Just give it some time, buddy."
Harding gave another nod, before closing his eyes. It took a little while, but after a while the pain began to recede. The sharp constant ache that had sometimes felt so overwhelming that he thought he might die finally began to ease.
His shoulders relaxed first, followed by his back as a little moan left his lips. It was so nice he could have wept in relief.
Ethan relaxed beside him with his own eyes slipping shut. He didn't have any physical pain but the medicine helped to ease his mind. Being who he was wasn't easy for him and he had to hide his true self until he came here. He felt like he could be who he truly was in the presence of the people in the den. They didn't judge him if they saw him kissing a man.
His eyes turned to look at him as he heard the moan leave his lips. He seemed to be a little but more at ease and that pleased Ethan. He was always happy to help.
Harding shifted, the tiniest twinge on uncomfort going through his leg. But it was nowhere near the pain level that it had been at. He blinked, finally opening his eyes to look around again.
" How did you find this place?" He asked, not feeling the usual pain in his shoulder either. He leaned closer to Ethan, gently pumping him with his shoulder.
psst, alt fc for Ash: Rihanna? Energies.
I couldn't find the music video. So I'll take your word for it.
But Ash already has an alternate FC.
It's Christine Adams. Specifically from Terra Nova.
Bree looked up at Matty as they were being escorted by Ash to the office her eldest brother was currently waiting for them in. They had just been caught in the gardens in a very compromising position.
Gavin waited patiently behind his desk when he heard footsteps coming down the hall. It had to be them. He hoped that their reputations wouldn't be too far beyond repair. "Thank you for finding her," he spoke to Ash as they entered the room.
" You two idiots." Ash said, pinching the bridge of her nose as they walked. It made sense. She could tell that Bree liked him, and after the arranged marriage, Ash couldn't help but sigh.
Hopefully, Gavin wouldn't be too hard on them.
She opened the door and gestured them in before closing the door behind her. " Of course." She said, running a hand through her hair.
Matty could sense Bree looking at him, but didn't say anything. There really wasn't anything to say. They'd been caught, and that was that.
"Nobody has ever barged in on me in my own study before. There has never been a need. I think the only reason they would do that is if there were a fire." He looked to her before leaning in closely with a mischievous look in his eyes as well. "We won't even be caught here. Nobody can hear or see us."
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"I see. Well, I will do my best to stay out of the way then. He doesn't need to be in my presence unless it is to meet me with you." She finished her juice.
" You would say that." She teased, leaning closer as well. When her lips were almost against his, her eyes locked on his and matching his mischievous look; Ash murmured. " Though that path does lead somewhere. I'd hate for us to be interrupted~"
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" That doesn't mean you can't come with me. I don't know the guards as well as you do, and I'm more nervous than I have been in a long time." He sighed, running a hand over his face.
"I'm holding a dead body that you shot and you ask me to calm down?!?"
" Yes. I mean, you can put it down. You don't have to keep holding it." She shrugged before checking her pistol. " my boys will clean it up as soon as they get here."
Tony woke up early in the morning, rubbing his forehead and looking around. He realized that he was somewhere else because this wasn't his bedroom and he was naked - and slightly hungover.
Ash had turned over in her sleep, facing the wall as her breathing remained even. Her hair fanning around her head and over the pillow.
Tony lied back down and wrapped his arms around her. He recalled Ash telling him about her troubled life and their night together. He traced the scars on her back with his fingers.
She made a comfortable noise, leaning back against his touch. She was still asleep, a deep sleep for once.
Tony closed his eyes and nuzzled Ash gently. She was so beautiful,
She squirmed, making a little noise before pressing back against him.
Tony gave her neck a gentle kiss and sighed.
She smiled, her eyes opening. " just gonna lay there. Or did you want a morning lay?" She asked, not moving from where she laid.
Tony crawled on top of Ash and kissed her hungrily. "Not everyday you wake up next to a gorgeous woman..."
She gave a little laugh before kissing him back. " Very true. And a mob boss on top of it." She chuckled, licking her lips.
Tony kissed her body and hummed. "I should be freaked out."
She gave a little sigh at the kisses. " Yes. You probably should be. But are you?"
"A bit... But you have been through much and I did tell you to fight back... I might not agree with the eventual methods but... You're fighting back." Tony kissed her abdomen.
She chuckled, reaching down to run a hand through his hair. " I haven't taken anyone to my bed since I kìlled him. You're my first in my new life."
Bree looked up at Matty as they were being escorted by Ash to the office her eldest brother was currently waiting for them in. They had just been caught in the gardens in a very compromising position.
Gavin waited patiently behind his desk when he heard footsteps coming down the hall. It had to be them. He hoped that their reputations wouldn't be too far beyond repair. "Thank you for finding her," he spoke to Ash as they entered the room.
" You two idiots." Ash said, pinching the bridge of her nose as they walked. It made sense. She could tell that Bree liked him, and after the arranged marriage, Ash couldn't help but sigh.
Hopefully, Gavin wouldn't be too hard on them.
She opened the door and gestured them in before closing the door behind her. " Of course." She said, running a hand through her hair.
Matty could sense Bree looking at him, but didn't say anything. There really wasn't anything to say. They'd been caught, and that was that.
"You are more than likely correct. It would not surprise me if our siblings didn't find a way to finish what they started last night." He chuckled, shaking his head. "I wouldn't mind for a stroll in the garden. It is a lovely day right now." He retorted before he took the final bite of his toast. "A lot of women that I know don't eat breakfast. Bree is the same way."
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"I will do so, my love. I will just try my best to focus on the planning of our wedding so that we can get it done as quickly as possible." She looked up at him. "I don't know who he would to betroth Ash to. What if he tries to marry her off to my brother?"
" I learned that it wasn't expected of me. Unless there was company. As for what they started, we are hardly ones to judge them." She said, her face as deadpan as anything else she was saying.
" Honestly, I hope to catch sight of the bird I saw a few days ago. Nick said that it was common at this time of year, however I want to double-check that it actually is that one."
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Matty gave a laugh. " My father isn't interested in making more connections here. It wouldn't surprise me if the suitor he had in mind was crueler and had a large sum to give as a dowry for her. Or simply auction her to the highest bidder." He shook his head. " No, father coming here is an ill omen, one I wish to avoid as long as possible."
He nodded his head in understanding. "We shall get lunch together then while we are out. There's a nice tea parlor right by the book store we are going to." He smiled to her gently as he sipped his coffee.
He set his cup down before standing. "Do you have that bird book that I lent you? It'll probably come in handy, but Nick is definitely the one to ask about birds."
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"Gavin wouldn't let a cruel man come into his house with your father. He'd have to conduct that business elsewhere because Gavin cares about the safety of the family. I have a feeling that Gavin may offer your father proposition. I mean we have plenty of money." She sighed, pulling back to run a hand through her hair.
" Lunch there sounds like it will be lovely." Ash gave him another smile before finishing her coffee. Then, she stretched before getting to her feet. " That book is in my room. Would you like me to fetch it?"
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" I certainly hope that Gavin puts his foot down on this." Matty sighed, closing his eyes again. But the dark feeling that was continually tightening in his gut. This would be bad.
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Travis sat at his desk, reading over the letter that had arrived this morning. His jaw clenched as his hands clenched on the paper.
" Sir..." a maid said tentatively. " Your breakfast..."
" Quiet." He snapped at her, narrowing his eyes. " Have the stable ready my horse, and tell Anne to ready a carriage for traveling. We shall be going to my children to deal with their mess."
" Y-yes sir." She said, dropping her head before leaving the room.
His hand clenched around the letter, anger obvious in his face before he got up to ready a small traveling bag.
"Then we shall stop by after we get some books." He grinned before nodding his head. "Yes, I believe that would be for the best. I am not very bird savvy." He chuckled a bit.
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"He will. I have never known him to back down from anyone. He even stood up to our father on a couple of occasions." She reassured and kissed his head. "We should head to breakfast, my sweet." She spoke her words softly, unaware of the storm that was soon to be coming their way.
" Neither am I. I like animals, but I am only knowledgeable about horses. I spent a lot of time in our stables." She chuckled, before starting towards the door. " I'll be a moment, and meet you in the garden after?"
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" Yes. Breakfast sounds delightful. Though you should leave before I do. Then I'll leave and head to my room after a little bit." Matty smiled, returning the kiss to her forehead.
"I am knowledgeable about some aspects of equine care but I leave most of the things up to my stable boys." He chuckled, running hisbhand through his hair. "Yes, that sounds like a fantastic idea. I will meet you on there."
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"Sounds good to me, my love." She grinned before she got up frombthe bed to put her house coat on and her slippers before slipping out of the room to go down to the dining room, passing Ash on the way where she gave a soft smile to her.
" I won't be long." She said, giving a little smile before heading down the hall. Bree passed her, and Ash gave a respectful nod. But once she reached her room, Ash let the frown pull slightly at her lips.
She pushed the thoughts away before grabbing the bird book and starting down to the gardens.
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Matty waited a few minutes, thinking everything over before slipping front the room. He snuck back down to his room, a little clumsier than Ash. But still better than most, and changed quickly.
Gavin looked up as his sister stepped into the room. He greeted her briefly before he left to go to the gardens. He sat down on a bench, overlooking a couple rose bushes that were freshly in bloom.
He looked over once he heard her approaching, a smile pulling at his lips. "Are you ready, my sweet?" He whispered in her ear as he offered his arm to her.
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Bree sat at her usual spot at the table after making herself a plate of bacon, eggs and toast. She was starving after everything the night before. Her mind wondered to what had transpired the night before and she sighed in content.
Ash's face heated when he whispered in her ear, standing slightly closer than he normally did. She swallowed, her heart pounding in her ears. But she slipped her arm through his and nodded. " Yes. I'm ready." She said, giving him an almost shy smile.
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Matty came down a few moments later. A smile pulled across his lips as he moved to sit beside her. " Hello, my love." He said as he began to fill his plate.
He smiled tovher slightly before he patted her hand. She was adorable when she was bashful towards him. He soon began to walk with her towards the fountain before going through a small path that led them towards the Worthington house. "There's a small thicket over here that is more secluded. I see so many birds here when I come to think."
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"Hello, darling." She smiled to him as she sipped her juice. She didn't like coffee very much in the mornings. Her brother made it way too strong for her liking. "They did really good on the bacon this morning."
" Really?" She asked, looking at him a moment. She hadn't been down this path before, and it seemed like it was more secluded and blocked from view of the house. " That might be a very good spot for them."
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" I'm glad to hear it." He smiled, taking her hand under the table. He took a drink of his own juice. " what are your plans for today?"
They soon passed through an opening that led them to an area that had a bench surrounded by shrubbery and flowers. He brought her over to sit on the stone bench. "I certainly hope it's to your liking."
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She squeezed his hand gently under the table. She finished chewing her bacon before speaking. "I was thinking about finishing some of my sewing today."
Her eyes lit up as she took a seat for a moment. " We shouldn't take too long. Or else we won't be back until late, and who knows what our siblings will get up to without us to chaperone them." She chuckled, reaching out to touch one of the flowers.
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" Oh?" He asked, beginning to eat. " What are you working on?" He was genuinely curious, though he knew that he had other things to attend to. Namely making sure that everything was in order for his father's arrival.
"I don't want to think about what will happen with us gone for too long. If you'd like, I can call someone over to chaperone them for us." He suggested. "I don't want you to worry while we are out."
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"A floral pattern thst has roses and lilies. It is going to be really beautiful once it's complete. I might hang it up in my room along with the others." She explained before taking a sip of her juice. She cut into her eyes and smiled as she walked the yolk run out. She dipped her toast in the liquid happily unaware of his foreboding.
" i shouldn't worry. They are to be married and after last night, I'm sure they've already been together." She sighed, opening tĥe book and beginning to look up at the trees. " Besides, we truly have no room to talk on the matter."
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" I bet it will be as beautiful as you." He complimented, giving her a smile as he watched her eat. " While you're doing that, I'll be preparing for my father's arrival. Or at least speaking with the captain of the guard about it."
"I am almost positive that they have as well but they're in love. I just wasn't going to let them do it someplace where they could be caught by just anybody." He sighed, laughing softly. "We were more careful."
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She blushed slightly as his compliment before she wiped some egg off of the corner of her mouth. "Is there anything that I need to do to help you?"
" Very true. Though I do wonder about that, would anyone have knocked if they needed you urgently?" She asked, finally looking at him. Her eyes were full of mischief. " or would they have barged in?"
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" I don't know. I never thought that my father would ever come here, so I don't really have a plan. I simply am hoping he doesn't cause any major issues."
"I'm holding a dead body that you shot and you ask me to calm down?!?"
" Yes. I mean, you can put it down. You don't have to keep holding it." She shrugged before checking her pistol. " my boys will clean it up as soon as they get here."
Tony woke up early in the morning, rubbing his forehead and looking around. He realized that he was somewhere else because this wasn't his bedroom and he was naked - and slightly hungover.
Ash had turned over in her sleep, facing the wall as her breathing remained even. Her hair fanning around her head and over the pillow.
Tony lied back down and wrapped his arms around her. He recalled Ash telling him about her troubled life and their night together. He traced the scars on her back with his fingers.
She made a comfortable noise, leaning back against his touch. She was still asleep, a deep sleep for once.
Tony closed his eyes and nuzzled Ash gently. She was so beautiful,
She squirmed, making a little noise before pressing back against him.
Tony gave her neck a gentle kiss and sighed.
She smiled, her eyes opening. " just gonna lay there. Or did you want a morning lay?" She asked, not moving from where she laid.
Tony crawled on top of Ash and kissed her hungrily. "Not everyday you wake up next to a gorgeous woman..."
She gave a little laugh before kissing him back. " Very true. And a mob boss on top of it." She chuckled, licking her lips.
Tony kissed her body and hummed. "I should be freaked out."
She gave a little sigh at the kisses. " Yes. You probably should be. But are you?"
