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"Well...not exactly sure myself."
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3 want a cookie
"How are you here?"
"Well...not exactly sure myself."
3 want a cookie
Julie chuckled and shook her head, “No sweet Sammy boy. I’m pretty sure you’re sane.” She said, smiling at him sweetly and continuing to fix his hair. “You need a haircut, sweetie.”
"O-Okay…" Sam murmured, looking her over as she played with his hair. "I know… My mom keeps saying the same thing too." He mused; a soft, sheepish smile working its way onto his face. "I like it long though."
"Oh? Well maybe we can just give it a bit of a shape the length it is and make it look not so shaggy, hmm?" She murmured, pulling her nephew into a hug and squeezing.
3 want a cookie
"But wha- how- huh?"
"What, sweetpea?"
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Julie played with his hair softly and blinked, brows raising even more, “What do you mean, hon?” She asked softly, scrunching her nose and fixing his hair.
Sam’s eyes blinked absently at his aunt’s words. Was he crazy? Was she actually standing in front of him denying her death? “I…. Nothing… Am I insane?” He asked with a cynical gaze, swallowing past the dry lump in his throat.
Julie chuckled and shook her head, "No sweet Sammy boy. I'm pretty sure you're sane." She said, smiling at him sweetly and continuing to fix his hair. "You need a haircut, sweetie."
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"Well if it isn’t one of my favorite boys. Come give me a hug, baby."
"Wha-… Mom?"
'Hey sweetheart."
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Stiles hugs her tighter, not daring to let the lady he thought to be dead go. “Please, don’t ever leave me and dad again. We’re lost without you.” He can’t explain fully how he feels, he can’t help the thoughts in his mind and put them to words. This was his mother and she was here, alive.
Juliana held her boy closer and kissed his forehead softly, "Shh. It's okay. Mama isn't going anywhere again. She promises." She murmured, cupping his cheek and stroking it with her thumb as she smiled softly. "You look so big, baby boy. So grown up."
3 want a cookie
"How am I what, Sammy?" She asked, brows raising, before pulling him into a tight hug and kissing his forehead. “Oh, sweetheart, I’ve missed you. Would you like a cookie?"
"H-How-How are you alive?" Sam asked, hesitantly wrapping his own arms around her, returning the embrace. "N-No thanks… I’m fine." He smiled nervously, looking her over in disbelief.
Julie played with his hair softly and blinked, brows raising even more, "What do you mean, hon?" She asked softly, scrunching her nose and fixing his hair.
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Julie blinked slowly as she wrapped her arms around Stiles and hugged him gently, “Shh, shh, baby boy, Mama’s here.” She murmured, petting his hair and kissing his forehead.
Stiles hugs his mother back, crying softly. “I thought I lost you forever.”
Julie felt her heart break as she held her baby boy closer and continued to pet his hair, whispering soothing words into his ear. “I know, sweetie, I know.” She murmured, even though she didn’t totally.
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Juliana frown softly at the young girl, “Oh sweetie…I’m sorry." She murmured, giving her shoulder a squeeze. She kept her hand there as they finished the short walk to her house, “Here we arm." She said, pulling her keys from her pocket and unlocking the door. “Come on in, sweet girl. What kind of cookie you want?"
Artie gave the woman a look and nodded, feeling a strange warmth where the woman touched her shoulder and she smiled. “It’s alright, I never found a home after I left there, so it still…you know, feels like my only home.” It was the best sense she could make. “Do you have an white chocolate or Macadamia nut?”
Julie nodded slightly at the girl's explanation, "I understand, sweetie." She said softly with a smile. "And I think I got some with both of those." She murmured, walking into her kitchen and rifling through the cupboard, humming softly. "Aha! White chocolate macadamia nut cookies!" She exclaimed, pulling out a tub of the cookies and handing them to the girl. "Milk, sweetie?"
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"Dead? Baby boy, how am I dead if I’m right here? You’re not crazy. Now come here I want a hug."
"But I saw you d— I was there." Tears form in his eyes, wondering if he actually was crazy as he crushes her in a hug. “I missed you so much, Mom."
Julie blinked slowly as she wrapped her arms around Stiles and hugged him gently, "Shh, shh, baby boy, Mama's here." She murmured, petting his hair and kissing his forehead.
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"Sammy! Look at you! You’ve gotten so big, sweetheart." Julie exclaimed softly, running her hands over his cheeks and shoulders.
"but… How are… you…?" He stuttered, amazed that his aunt was standing before him, her touch comforting and nostalgic.
"How am I what, Sammy?" She asked, brows raising, before pulling him into a tight hug and kissing his forehead. "Oh, sweetheart, I've missed you. Would you like a cookie?"
"I miss talking to you, it’s like we never have time..
and I miss your mom."
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"Aunt… Aunt Julie…?"
"Sammy! Look at you! You've gotten so big, sweetheart." Julie exclaimed softly, running her hands over his cheeks and shoulders.
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"—Mom? N-No, you’re dead. I’m losing my mind."
"Dead? Baby boy, how am I dead if I'm right here? You're not crazy. Now come here I want a hug."
3 want a cookie
"Wha-… Mom?"
"No it's the queen of England."
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Juliana hummed softly as she listened to the girl, “Really? Did you really like it or….?" She asked, looking over at Artie with a smile. “Almost there, sweetie."
Artemis face was conflicted, the look in her eyes seemed both happy and sad at the very same time. She licked her lip, rubbing her face. “I loved it, it was…it was home." She looked down. “I miss it."
Juliana frown softly at the young girl, “Oh sweetie…I’m sorry." She murmured, giving her shoulder a squeeze. She kept her hand there as they finished the short walk to her house, “Here we arm." She said, pulling her keys from her pocket and unlocking the door. “Come on in, sweet girl. What kind of cookie you want?"