So Cold

You caused my heart to bleed and You still owe me a reason 'Cause I can't figure out why...

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“No, I just hoped he would listen to me.” Charles rolled his eyes. He set down the kettle, placing some tea bags into the cups and pouring the hot water in it. “I’m as good as I can be, sent my sister a telegram to let her know too. He likely doesn’t have much time left.”

“I’m sorry to hear that” Christine spoke with honest sincerity in her voice, reaching out her hand to take his hand in a rather innocent gesture. “I’m not sure what there is that I can do but should you need anything, just ask” She gave him a soft smile of reassurance, her thumb absentmindedly stroking the skin of his hand.

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Charles brushed his fingers through his hair, a soft sigh escaping his lips as he just shook his head to Christine’s question. “I finally got him to take some medicine and sleep, he is more stubborn than a mule.” He chuckled weakly before hearing the squeal of the tea kettle he had put on early. “Would you like some tea?” He asked before heading to take it off the fire. 

“He’s always been stubborn, did you really think that would ease up as he got older?” Christine teased lightly, hoping to bring a smile to his tired face. “I would, thank you” She said moving further into the room. She took up a vacant seat at a small table near the fire, watching him move about. “How are you doing?”

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Charles had spent the majority of the night fretting over his uncle, who did not like the extra intention. He had just barely managed to get him to take some medicine and fall asleep, having to reassure him that Charles would take up the slack with his patients. He had forgotten about inviting Christine over until he answered the door with a tired expression on his face. “Christine, please come in.” He spoke quickly, opening the door a bit more to allow her to pass inside.

Christine stepped inside, walking past the entrance to give him room to close the door. “I’m sorry to arrive so late. How is he?” She asked, concern laced through her voice. She could see the weariness in the features of Charles’ face and her heart seemed to ache for him.

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Dinner was uneventful as always. Christine ate her meal in silence while the others conversed around her. She had come to expect this as the norm whenever gathered as they had taken to deciding her life for her since she was a child. She thought of this afternoon’s meeting with Charles and it brought a small smile to her face as she sipped some soup. As dinner finished she was informed by Margaret that the carriage had returned and after saying goodnight to her parents and fiance she changed out of her dining gown and into some clothes borrowed from Margaret. The servants said goodnight and Christine blended in to walk home with Margaret as she knew that the house where Charles’ uncle stayed was not much further from there. She knocked twice on the wood paneled door of the house she had only visited a few times in her youth.

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Margaret sighed softly, shaking her head. “The servants talk my lady and there are those that will assume incorrectly about your relationship with Dr. Morris. I simply don’t want to see you hurt because of it.”

“The servants may talk all they like. I know the role I must play here, the duty I have to my family. Mere gossip can never harm me” Christine spoke truthfully. Maggie was one of her closest friends and she always found solace in their talks. “I think it is time to dress for dinner.” She turned and lifted her skirts to head back into the house.

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Charles nodded, worrying gnawing at him now. “You should come by later. My uncle has always liked you, it might help his recovery.” He smiled weakly. The maid, Margaret had already arranged the carriage and told the driver where to go and Charles quickly set off leaving Christine and Margaret standing outside.

“You should be more careful, Lady Christine. You were lucky your mother was preoccupied.” The servant spoke softly. She wasn’t much older than Christine herself.

“If I can get away I shall be there” Christine promised before the door to the carriage shut and pulled away. She watched him leave until the carriage disappeared past their gates. “When have I ever not been careful?” 

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Charles sighed softly, watching the gardener turn on his heels and make himself look busy. He shook his head before following Christine and then noticing one of her maids rushing out with a piece of paper in her hands. “Dr. Morris, an urgent telegram for you!” She spoke out of breath handing him the small notecard. “My uncle had an accident. He isn’t well, I need to go.”

Christine turned as one of her maids approached. Upon hearing the news she gave him a firm nod, depositing the rose onto the bench without a second thought. “Of course. You can take our carriage if you would like” She was already walking with him back towards the house from the moment she spoke. She had hoped to spend more time with him but neither of them could’ve foreseen the accident.

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“I’m no surgeon, or mortician that is for sure.” He shook his head. He reached out brushing a stray curl out of her eyes before remembering himself and pulling away a step. She would be a married woman soon enough, he shouldn’t overstep his bounds.

She felt herself become slightly disheartened when he stepped away from her after brushing the strand of hair that was too stubborn to be contained. Her cheeks had flushed a pale pink at the feeling his fingertips left at the very briefest of touches and she turned her head quickly to conceal it. That was when she noticed the wandering eyes of some of the gardeners, probably put on alert by her mother. It was one of the reasons her home had felt more like a prison as of late. “We’re being watched” She grumbled before walking around the tree and taking up the rose again a bit more hastily, pricking her finger on one of the thorns. She inhaled sharply and looked at the small drop of blood that formed from the fresh cut.

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Charles chuckled softly,“you do a good impression of your mother, straight down the holding your nose up high at us.” He smirked slightly as she stood up and lead him to the opposite side of the tree. The carvings warmed his heart and he was glad that Christine had managed to convince her mother to spare the tree with such memories. “My carving skills haven’t gotten much better.” He mused with a grin.

“Well if they had, I would be a bit concerned about what sort of doctor you were” Christine teased him, turning to meet his gaze which was quite easy to do with their close proximity. She felt her heart pick up its pace, beating faster in her chest, a reaction she was becoming used to in his company. 

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“I’m glad.” He responded shortly watching her as she sat on a stone bench beneath a large willow tree. He remembered the tree quite well since he broke his arm falling from it. “I’m surprised your mother didn’t have the men cut this down after I broke my arm, she was so furious we were climbing trees. Well more furious at you anyways.”

“It’s not very lady like to climb trees” She mimicked her mother’s voice, mocking the absurdity of the statement. She pulled the rose down from her face and set it on the bench beside her before standing up and moving around to the other side, minding the trick root that she had tripped on quite a bit as a child. “I had to beg quite a bit to keep this tree here and for good reason. Look” She found two sets of initials carved into the trunk and reached up to point it out for him, running her fingertips along the rough shape of her own initials.

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“You’re sleeping better than?” He asked curiously, gripping her arm a little tighter as they stepped down some stone steps.

“Yes, I am, thanks to you” Christine glided easily beside him with the added support he gave her arm. She still had kept hold of the rose in her other hand as they descended. At the bottom of the stairs she moved ahead of him to sit beneath one of her favorite trees on the edge of the garden. She had been able to establish a bench there and would try to sneak out here anytime her mother became preoccupied with other things. She sat down on the bench, bringing the rose back to her nostrils and inhaling the sweet scent once more.

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“It’s okay. Maybe it just wasn’t the right time for us yet.” She shrugged slightly before realizing she had gotten water all over him. “I made you all wet, sorry. I should probably get dressed.” Though she made no attempt to move their positions.

Stefan hadn’t even noticed his shirt was now wet. He brushed aside a piece of hair that had fallen into her face during their abrupt and hungry kiss. “I don’t mind” He whispered, meeting her eyes before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to her lips.

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“Sage. I met her when she was still human in a small country village outside of Tuscany. She was quite a rambunctious young woman, how could I not have fallen in love with her?” He frowned, shaking his head as he recalled the memory easily of his first meeting with the redhead. “Had it not been for a moment of weakness on my part she would’ve lived out the rest of her days.”

Veronica unlocked the phone and dialed a number. “I cannot make any promises about finding out what happened to her but I’ll do what I can” She met his eyes one last time before turning away, speaking into the phone to give her handler the information she had received from him and asking for this to be handled quickly and discreetly. Back on the main floor she hung up the phone, checking the time before pulling out the bottle of supplements she carried with her. She placed one between her teeth and crushed it, tossing the bottle into her bag and stowing the bag beneath the table. She closed her eyes, rolled her shoulders and tilted her head from side to side as the effects washed over her.

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Her fingers brushed through her hair as she let herself truly enjoy the kiss. Her tongue sliding against his as she changed the pace of the kiss from quick and rough to slow and deep. She broke the kiss after a moment, grinning up at Stefan. “It’s strange. I didn’t think I’d ever get to do that. Imagined yes but…wow I’m talking too much. You don’t need to know about my longtime crush.”

Stefan ground his teeth together as she pulled back from the kiss, his jaw flaring while he struggled to regain control over his own passions. “I’m sorry it took me so long to see what was in front of me the whole time: you”

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“Were you not the one who told that humans do just as terrible things and that not all the bad is caused by vampires?” He raised a brow. “I suppose we are a lot more similar than either of us would like to admit.” He frowned at her question. “I would want to know if the woman I loved once and turned is still alive.”

“I lied. There is no greater evil on this earth than a vampire hungry for blood” Veronica spoke more sternly than she had ever been with Finn. She couldn’t hold his gaze for much longer as the words she had just spoken were the lie and she knew it could be seen in her eyes. She knew the words would silence him on questioning her morals as a hunter but they still did not feel quite right coming from her lips. “What is her name?” She asked him, looking away as she retrieved her phone from her jacket pocket.

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Reagan smirked, taking the towel but not replying. She shut the door before wrapping the towel tightly around herself. She was still soaking wet, not bothering to dry off as she flung the door open. In a quick step she wrapped her arms around Stefan, her lips pressed against his in a rough needy kiss.

Stefan had been lingering just outside of the closed door, waiting for her answer. He was mildly surprised by her sudden kiss but he quickly recovered, feeling her need radiate from the kiss. He flashed her back against the wall next to the open bathroom door, his lips kissing her hungrily while his hands gripped her hips through the thin fabric of the towel.

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“Just because it is my duty doesn’t mean it’s my destiny. I don’t believe this is your destiny either.” He shook his head. “We do the things we do because we have to, not always because we want to. Perhaps you just need to take a look at what you truly want. If I had the chance, I would.”

"Alright. Let’s say I take a moment to look for what I truly want. While I’m doing that, how many more children will be orphaned? How many more lives will be lost?” Veronica did not waiver underneath the intensity of his look, it only seemed to spur her on. “The choice for me to have wants and desires ended the moment I started training. I knew, even as a child, there was no way out once I began. And I’ve kept fighting and hunting every day since then. I’ve made my peace with how my life is to be led. You, on the other hand, get to escape from it all. So don’t hold back. This is your last chance to do anything. So what is it you want?”