Goodbye, Dwight. Perhaps we shall meet again someday.
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Goodbye, Dwight. Perhaps we shall meet again someday.
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RiPPER STREET (2012-2016)
“Save one life, you save the world entire.”
You forget that this is Whitechapel. For all that we have done here, she is still the merciless bitch of the east. Whitechapel is life. In all its wild and rotten splendour. Beside it, the rest of the world seems a tomb. It is rotten and wild. It is heaving, and pitiless, and ignorant…And yet I have seen nowhere to match it. It is our heartland, Bennet Drake. It is our life’s work, Edmund Reid.
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Dwight and Caroline’s wedding night has greater consequence than originally imagined.
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A/N: so I’ve missed Valentine’s Day by 23 minutes but I hope you’ll forgive my tardiness and enjoy this wee fluffy drabble nonetheless! x
Dwight looked down at Caroline as they lay on the bed, her head resting comfortably on his shoulder. Her hair had long ago come undone from its elegant updo and stray hairs lay plastered about her cheeks and forehead. Her cheeks were still quite flushed and appeared redder still from the paleness of her complexion.
His eyes drifted further down, taking in the little bundle she was holding. He looked on in awe as his daughter, Sophie, latched onto Caroline’s breast and began to suckle.
Caroline was staring at her daughter with a look of such pure love, it made Dwight’s breath hitch in his throat, and yet he could not bring himself to envy his new rival.
Sensing his gaze on her, Caroline blushed slightly at a realisation. “Good Lord, I must look a fright,” she assumed with a chuckle, her voice quiet and exhausted. “Thank Heavens it is only you two who should see me this way.” She smiled softly and smoothed the fair hair on her daughter’s head.
Dwight brushed some of the golden curls from his wife’s face and tucked them behind her ears before placing a kiss on her temple. “You are beautiful,” Dwight murmured with such sincerity it made Caroline’s heart skip a beat or two.
Quite soon, Sophie had decided she was rather full and tired of being fed and so began to fuss. Caroline gently maneuvered her against her shoulder, shushing her meek cries and tapping her small back with only two fingers. A burst of pride followed by a light chuckle escaped both Dwight and Caroline’s lips when Sophie burped for the first time. The cause of her fussing resolved, she immediately resumed her placid disposition of the last hour since she had arrived on earth and sank comfortably back into her mama’s embrace.
Fidgeting with the soft white blanket that Demelza had made for this very occasion, Caroline huffed in frustration as she could not get it to sit right. Dwight smoothly intervened and tucked his daughter’s toes into the homemade, linen-and-silk patterned garment and wrapped it tighter around her.
Caroline smiled at the action, and thought how lucky she was to be with a man who seemed to know everything. How different both their lives might have been had fate not intervened. What an exceedingly dull and unfulfilling life it would have been, she thought. “Well?” Caroline wondered aloud as her fingers traced the outline of her daughter’s face, noting that she had her father’s nose. “Shall we do, Dr Enys?” she asked blithely, indicating to the now dozing bundle in her arms, her tired eyes lighting up as she smiled up at her husband.
Instinctively, Dwight wrapped his arms around them both, and began gently caressing Caroline’s arm and Sophie’s little cheek. He swallowed the hard lump in his throat. “You are… everything.”