Chapter 46

The vision of Luke, Arthur and Jax has all of us in complete horror. Roonie goes into total panic at the thought of losing her husband, and we all try our best to comfort her. None of us know whether or not Luke is alive, but we do our best to stay positive. Another day passes, while grief and concern wash over the castle. But soon I see the front doors swing open, and the group of them come staggering in. Muddy and soaked to the bone, they traipse across the foyer and I hear one of the maids let out a scream. "Get Tulip quick!" Jax shouts. "Ay, sir" the maid Colette nods as she takes off to find Tulip. He gently lays Luke on the foyer floor, and helps Arthur get Parfon to the dungeons. 

Moments later Tulip, flies down the stairs and into the foyer. She takes a look at Luke and rushes to his side. "Oh my dear friend..." she trails off. "Is he...dead?" I ask frantically. Before Tulip can respond, Roonie enters the room and shrieks in terror, "Noo! Oh my darling!" She flings down beside his lifeless body, running her fingers through his hair as her warm tears fall. "I can't feel a pulse, and his skin is cool to the touch" Tulip whispers to me. "Oh no...please tell me you can help him. I don't think Roonie can handle losing him" I whisper back in a shaky voice. Tulip glances at Luke with a worried expression, and quietly answers "I'm not sure." Roonie now slumps over Luke's body, her shoulders shaking as she sobs. I gently place my hand on her shoulder and crouch down next to her. "Nora! I didn't want to believe it when you told us of your vision, but just look now at my darling husband!" she cries. "I know my sweet friend, and Tulip is going to do everything she possibly can for him. Let's get you a nice cup of tea hun" I soothingly offer. 

"I'll take her. Someone's gotta help Tulip" Shelly says arriving in the foyer. "...Are you sure Shel? I mean, are you ok?" I ask. "I've got to stay strong for my family, and this poor girl is barely into adulthood. I do better keeping busy, I have so much pain I'm dealing with right now...I just feel like if I am helping someone else, at least I'm doing something positive" She replies. "Ok then, if you're really sure...I'll help Tulip out while the guys get Parfon taken care of, and you and the other girls can help keep Roonie calm" I suggest as I step away from Roonie. Shelly gives a nod and whispers something to Roonie as they head for the kitchen.

Tulip mentions that we need to get Luke moved somewhere comfortable. "I'm not really sure how long this will take, or exactly what can be done. I will check every spell book in the enchantment room and see what I can find." I think for a moment then ask, "Is Melina still with Nerissa in the village?" Tulip nods, "Yea they are both still helping Clover and Derrick with the new baby. Why?" I give a shrug, "I just figured she would want an update on everything that's been happening, and the news of her brother. I'm sure Luke would want to be nearby if she was the one that was hurt, ya know?" Tulip agrees, and suggests that we can send someone to fetch her from the village. "Oh, good! There you are! Can you boys help us move Luke to the bed in the enchantment room? I'm going to do everything I can for him" she tells Arthur and Jax. "Absolutely! If anyone can help him, it's you babe" Jax tells her confidently.

Later on we gather around the dinner table to take part in our meal. Though no one's appetite is very strong, Midi keeps pleading with us all to eat and keep our strength up. "Tulip won't be joining us, she is working diligently to help Luke. I told her I would take a plate to her" Jax announces, as he takes a seat next to me. "Neither will poor Roonie. She's too upset to even think about eating. I'll take her something in a bit. That girls gotta eat something" Shelly adds. "What exactly happened on your journey to Parfon Fortress? I mean Mom told us of her vision, but perhaps she can only see so much?" Bonnie asks. Jax starts in about the details of the attack, and of Arthur's bravery. "...and without hesitation there he was! Sliced that nasty Parfon troopers head clean off!" Jax recalls. Bonnie eyes widen, and she grows oddly quiet. Staring at Arthur without so much as a breath. "Y-Yes, dear?" he says curiously. It is unlike her not to have something to say, and her unusual silence makes him uncomfortable. Bonnie shakes her head clearly realizing that she hasn't said a word. "I just...well, I guess I never knew you were so brave!" She manages to get out. Arthur smiles and says, "Maybe I'm full of surprises!" Bonnie giggles and actually blushes, but tries to hide it.

After dinner I go with Jax to bring Tulip some food, and see if she's made any progress with Luke. We find her in the middle of the large round rug of the enchantment room, with dozens of books encircling her. "Knock, knock!" Jax calls as we enter the room. Tulip looks up from her books and gives us a tired smile. "We brought you some food, you've gotta eat something" I tell her. Jax kisses her tenderly on the cheek and asks if she's been able to find out anything to help Luke. "Well I have him stabilized for now. The good news is, he is alive, but only just. He is unconscious but he has a pulse. I'm trying to find a spell to re-attach his arm, and bring him out of this state. I tried the spell I used for Nora, but it had no effect on him" she explains. "At dinner Shelly told me that her daughter Melina knows a bit of magic. If you think she could help, we can have her come help you" I suggest. "Hmm well I could use a hand with some of the potion making. I wonder if she knows how to do that?" Tulip wonders. "I'm not sure but it wouldn't hurt to see what she knows. Shelly was going to head down to the village to tell Melina about her brother. I will go down there with her and see if Melina can help you" I suggest. Tulip agrees "Thank you guys. Also thank you for the food. I promise I will eat something in a little bit." I pull Tulip into a hug, "Please do! I'm going to go check on Roonie. I will be back later." Leaving Jax with her in the enchantment room, I slip out the door.

Down the all I arrive at Roonie's door and give it a gentle knock. However, no sound comes from within. I slowly crack open the door and peer into the room. Snuggled in blankets I see Roonie sound asleep, her shiny maroon locks now a frazzled mess. Her make up is smeared across her face from crying, but I don't have the heart to wake her. "Poor darling" I think to myself, as I sit her food on the bedside table, and gently shut the door. "How's she doing?" I hear Shelly ask from behind me. "She's sleeping now, but I left some food for her. Have you talked to Tulip?" I ask eagerly. Her eyes light up as she says, "No...what's going on? Is Luke-" Grabbing her hands I interrupt her, "He's alive! Tulip says he's unconscious right now, but he has a pulse! She is looking to see if there are any spells for his arm, and getting him out of the unconscious state he's in." Shelly breathes a little sigh of relief, "Thank goodness! I'm so glad he's alive...I just know she can pull him out of this!" I give a nod, "Yes! Well actually Jax said he remembers you saying something about Melina knowing a bit of magic. Do you think she could help?" I ask. 

Shelly thinks for a moment, "Well she does...but it's not really the sort of magic most people want to go poking around in. But, I suppose if it can help save Luke then it's worth a shot! Do you want to come to the village with me to give her the news about Luke and see if thinks she can help?" "Absolutely! I was actually about to offer to go with you!" I tell her. She gives a little smile and motions for me to follow her. "C'mon! I want to hurry, isn't there a faster way to get there? The main street always takes so long" she states. "Yea, there's a short cut by the pond, it's usually muddy so people don't often take it, but it hasn't rained in awhile, so it should be fine" I explain as we walk down the hall stairs. "Matthew! Your presence is requested as we journey to the village" I tell the the guard. We slip our cloaks on and take off into the evening light.

The night is crystal clear, with a million stars in the sky glittering like gems. A warm gentle breeze greets us as we pass over the large bridge that leads into the village, and I take a moment to gaze up at the brilliant night sky. At the end of the bridge the path widens gradually and becomes the villages main road, but off to the right there is a small path that leads to the lake and loops around the village. The tree's bow in, creating a tunnel-like feeling and we make our way down the mossy path. "What a beautiful night" Shelly mentions as she too takes a long look at the beautiful sky. 

As we round the corner, we notice the moonlight reflecting in ripples across the lake, the cattails and wild flowers dance in the wind. A small pennisula juts out from the shore and on it stands a large tree. Three figures stand under the tree, and as we approach closer, Shelly and I try to see who it is. "That little sneak! I can't believe she wouldn't even tell her own mother!" I exclaim in a hushed voice. "I can't believe that boy! Is this the way these kids treat their parents? Eloping!?" Shelly says stamping her foot in the ground. We exchange a smile that says "I can't be mad" and turn to watch as the village priest stands with Arthur and Bonnie by the giant tree. They take each others hands, and we can faintly hear the priest say, "I now pronounce you man and wife..." before they share a kiss. I place my hand over my heart and smile warmly. "C'mon lets not ruin their elopement. We've got to find Melina!" Shelly tells me as she tugs my arm.

In no time we've reached Clover and Reed's house, and Shelly gives the door a knock. "Coming! Just a moment please!" we hear Nerissa call. She opens the door with a smile, "Your majesties! Good evening!" We greet her back, and she welcomes us inside. Though the home is quaint, it's cozy, and a fire roars in the fireplace. Clover sits in a rocking chair feeding Harper, and Melina is cleaning the dishes from their supper. They greet us cheerily as we take a seat in the armchairs near Clover. "It's good to see you girls! Reed should be along shortly, he's just grabbing some more firewood. What brings you out?" Clover asks. "We unfortunately come with unwelcoming news, I'm afraid" I tell her. "Melina, would you join us please? Nerissa, you too" Shelly says as she motions them over. The back door swing open and Reed comes in with an arm full of firewood and grins with surprise, "Majesties! What an honor to have you in our home!" "Thank you, and good evening" Shelly and I greet politely.

Once everyone has taken a seat, Shelly and I fill them in on the happenings with Parfon, the battle, and Luke. "Now Melina, we were wondering if you could assist Tulip as she tries to help Luke. You brother is unconscious and Tulip needs a spell to bring him out of it" Shelly explains. "But I- I don't know. What help could I be anyhow?" Melina says nervously. "You know how dear, we need your help. For your brother's sake!" Shelly tells her. "Please, Melina if there is anything you can do that could be of help, we would really appreciate it. Roonie is a mess right now..." I softly say. "My heart is heavy with sorrow for my dear brother, but what do you honestly expect me to do? I know, not of enchantment skills, or how they work. I am not a magician after all!" Melina cries. Nerissa places her arm gently around her, "There now don't cry my friend. We'll figure something out." Shelly calms herself and speaks again, "I thought you would remember.." 

Melina stares into the fireplace and slowly speaks, "That was a long time ago. There is only one thing I remember from that night. When I saw those witches in the woods I only saw a portion of what they were doing. Some of it, most of it was gruesome. I don't like thinking of it." Nerissa gasps, "Oh majesties please forgive me but surely you don't intend on using a witches spell to aid your son?" Shelly glances to the side hesitantly, "Under normal circumstances I would never even consider it. But...my Luke, we must save my son! I'll try anything if it means he will live. My daughter in law can't survive without him, it would break her heart! Not to mention Learia would be left in shambles! There's too much hurt for me right now, I can't handle another loss..." I gently place my hand on Shelly's shoulder and offer her support as best I can. "I had no idea that this magic involved dark magic. From what Cade tells me of faerie magic, it's the purest kind. I want to save Luke as well, but I don't think it would be wise to mix these magics." 

The mermaid speaks again, "Aye majesty, these two magics conflict with each other greatly. True, you could use dark magic to save your son, but he would have a life long fight with curses, illness, turning dark himself, or even death. I don't think it wise to chance it." I give a frustrated sigh, "I just wish Cirrus was here! She would surely know what to do!" Shelly throws her hands into the air, "I know! She was an amazing enchantress." Shelly places her head in her hands, clearly trying to think of some other way to help Luke. "Even the villagers miss her highness Cirrus. We were devastated at the news of her death" Reed adds. The baby cries and Reed lifts her from Clover's arms, "Better get this little one to bed. So nice to see you, majesties." "Likewise Mr. Banks, good night to you" Shelly and I tell him. "I always liked her majesty Cirrus. She came to the village a lot to get herbs. Why can't she just crawl out of her grave and help us one last time" Clover says stupidly. Shelly, who's in no mood for nonsense, glares at her and snaps, "I have no time for silliness right now Clover. Please at least offer an idea that is possible!" 

Nerissa smiles strangely, "Ah, but your highness, Clover might have just found your solution." Melina gives a little shrug, while Clover beams with pride. But the looks on Shelly's face and mine are a look of total bewilderment. Clover having a good idea is about as likely as a tomato turning into butterflies. "Don't look so surprised majesties! Merfolk have secrets just as the fae do. With magic of the light we can call back to earth your dear enchantress Cirrus. She will only be able to stay until sundown, so make sure she arrives right at dawn. That will give you the maximum time with her." Speechless we all stare at Nerissa, and finally Shelly blurts out, "H-How is that even possible without using dark magic?" 

Giving a little chuckle, Nerissa replies, "In Castlerock there were special shells that we could use for this purpose. There weren't many, and of course they were all destroyed since Castlerock was taken down. But, luckily I snagged one before I left. I thought it might come in handy." Excitedly we gasp, "Nerissa you're amazing!" Nerissa looks a little nervous before she speaks again, "The only thing is...this is the very last one. We must make sure that we use it wisely." Shelly thinks for a moment, "Oh, Nerissa...I can't ask you to use it. What if you need to call back someone for yourself?" But, Nerissa shakes her head, "No my friend that is not what I mean. I meant we should use it wisely, out of sight of unwanted company. See, to perform the call back I must take the shell and fill it with sea water, then wait for the light of the midnight moon and sing the Song of Sorrows. Then call out who you wish to see and voila!"

"What are we waiting for! Let's go to the castle and share the news, get Cirrus and save Luke!" Shelly shouts. "Shh... the baby!" Melina scolds her mother playfully. Shelly claps her hand over her mouth then quietly says, "Sorry!" "If you two have things under control here I think I would like to return with my mother to the castle. I want to be there for my brother, ya know?" Melina tells Clover and Nerissa. "Actually I think I've got the hang of this baby stuff. I think I can do it by myself...but maybe you guys can come check in during the week?" Clover suggests. "Well sure! You've got to learn to manage by yourself anyhow, and Melina and I can come back when ever you need a hand!" Nerissa smiles. "I think I will join you at the castle as well. We will want to perform the calling back to light near Sir Luke" she explains to Shelly and I. "Sounds great, let's go! Thanks for letting us interrupt your evening Clover" Shelly says eagerly. "Thank you Clover, I'm glad to see you're doing well. G'night" I tell her rising from my seat. Nerissa and Melina gather up their belongings, and Shelly and I grab our cloaks. "G'night!" Clover calls rather loudly, and from the other room we can hear baby Harper's awakened cries. Clover frowns and sighs, then retreats down the hall to the nursery. Melina stifles a giggle, and we are on our way. 

Back at the castle we quickly head to the enchantment room, to check in on Tulip. "We'll have to hurry friends, it's almost midnight" Nerissa reminds us as we open the door to the enchantment room. Luke remains still in the bed nearby, and the room is in shambles. Books are sprawled across the floor, enchantment spells scribbled on papers lay sprinkled across the room as if a there was an explosion of confetti. Tulip snores softly half buried under a pile of books and papers, and Jax is found sleeping nearby, slumped in an armchair with an open book across his face. "Shall we let her sleep?" wonders Melina. "I suppose so, we can wake her after we have brought Cirrus back" Nerissa answers. "What about the other's? Shouldn't we wake them, and tell them? Cirrus is a dear friend to all of us" Shelly explains. "Yes, but that's just it, you see? Everyone knew Cirrus and loved her dearly. We want first for her to help Sir Luke. If everyone knows of her presence surely she will be bombarded with visitors" Nerissa mentions. We agree to proceed with having Cirrus help with Luke first, and Nerissa motions for us to go out to the balcony. 

With 2 minutes until midnight, Nerissa take from her bag a shell that is as black as tar, and covered with wart-like bumps. She places it gently on the balcony floor. Next, she retrieves a small vial apparently filled with sea water, and fills the ugly shell with the water. The moon light reflects brightly in the sea water and Nerissa tells us not to speak while she sings.

"When darkness thus surrounds, and light will beam no more;

Those now who are departed, will walk again on shore.

Descended tears will gather, to bring back what has went;

All the dark will shatter, to us again be sent.

Light will come together, and shine in life again;

One day of breath you will have, at midnight it begins."

When Nerissa finishes the song all is quiet, and nothing even happens. She whispers to the shell, "Cirrus Wisteria of Brendlewood", stands and takes a step back. For a moment everyone seems to be wondering the same thing, "Did it work?" The shell suddenly cracks open and the ugly pieces fall away, revealing a shining shell glittering in the moonlight. The moons reflection becomes so strong that we can't stare directly at it, and in an instant the beam of light transforms into our dear Cirrus. The shell bursts into a thousand pieces of fragmented light and disappears, leaving Cirrus standing in front of of just as we remember her. Her eyes remain closed for a moment, and slowly she opens them, and blinks appearing to get them focused.

She opens her mouth to speak, but no words come from her lips. Her eyes dart around quickly in confusion, and Nerissa calms her. "There now majesty, you have been called back to us by the power of the sea. You will soon be able to speak, just relax" she tells her. Cirrus nods in understanding then clears her throat. Her voice comes out in the same silky tone it always did, and she smiles broadly. "My dears!" she says and begins to move her body around, finally reaching her arms out for us. "Cirrus...I can't believe it's really you!" I exclaim. "Oh sweet Cirrus, it's so good to see you!" Shelly says wiping away a tear. The three of us embrace and we smile happily at one another talking a million miles a minute. "Whoa, now! Who are these lovelies?" Cirrus asks. "This is my daughter Melina" Shelly answers. "Yes, and this is the mermaid Nerissa from Castlerock. It is she we must thank for you being here right now" I tell her. Cirrus grins and greets them both, "Thank you child", she tells Nerissa. 

Quickly we fill in Cirrus on everything that has happened since she died, and the night of her murder. "Well we knew, thanks to Nora's visions" Shelly adds. Cirrus raises a brow, "Visions? You must have the amulet. I've heard many stories about a special amulet that creates visions of loved ones." "Yes! I have it, it was given as a gift to me, but I'm not sure how to work it" I tell her. "Ah, that's the wonder of it! There is no controlling it. It simply reads the heart and determines what it will show. Although, it's been noted that the visions are created when great emotion is present. Now, take me to Master Luke and I shall see what can be done" she says warmly.  

We decide to wake Tulip and Jax, with Cirrus out of sight, so as not to alarm them. Once we explain the situation, Cirrus emerges and greets them happily. After looking things over she calmly speaks, "Now then, I see that poor Luke is in a grave state. I must say Tulip, I am very proud of all that you have learned with enchantments. Keep at it, and you will be an incredible enchantress one day! As for Luke the spell for bringing him out of his slumber is tricky but can be done! His arm unfortunately will not be able to be restored. The nerve endings have been frayed beyond any help of magic. There are still some working nerves though...we might be able to do a little something." "I'm so sorry Cirrus. I tried the only reattachment spell I knew" Tulip says in frustration at herself. "No need to apologize! You did a wonderful job, but there is a different spell for the severity of this particular injury. It's very old magic you see.  With this spell, and a bit of luck, Luke's arm can be reattached and partially functional" Cirrus replies. "Partially functional? What exactly does that mean?" Jax says somberly. "Well, he will be able to perform simple tasks with repaired arm. Things like eating, bathing and so on. No heavy lifting, or using two handed weapons. Other tasks such as saddling a horse, tying knots and so forth, could be possible but it's uncertain." "I see, well thank you Cirrus. I'm just so happy that he will be alright. It's not ideal about his arm, but I'm sure he can overcome the challenge of it" Shelly responds. Everyone nods in agreement, and Cirrus gets to work.  

"First things first, this room is a mess!" Cirrus smiles and waves her arms around as books and papers fly through the air. They rearrange themselves neatly on the bookshelves and in tidy stacks. "Much better. Ok first, the arm" she states. In old Elvish she speaks, and from her finger tip spills a strange liquid that resembles the appearance of lightning. It dances through the air and loops itself arm Luke's arm where the injury occurred. It glows brightly, and looks as though it dissolves right into his skin. "That should do it! Now we will be needing a little of this and a little of that" Cirrus says in a sing-song voice as ingredients fly off of the shelves and into a nearby cauldron. She mixes it all together into a very smelly paste, and starts to smear it on Luke's chest. She stops abruptly and exclaims, "Oops! Goodness, it's been awhile since I have done this. We just need some-" We glance around at one another in confusion. "Some what?" Melina pipes up. "Well I need some crushed sunflower, but it looks like we're all out. Once I have that I can mix it together and serve it to Luke" Cirrus tells us. "Well there are some sunflowers that grow down by the village" Nerissa points out. "Ah, but they must be a certain kind. I planted them in the meadow. They were fed special healing herbs that were mixed with their water" Cirrus explains. 

As the morning sun begins creeping through the windows, Cirrus requests that Tulip goes to fetch the sunflowers. "Of course! Anyone care to join me?" Tulips asks. Some of the girls agree, leaving Shelly and myself with Cirrus and Luke. "I really should check on how things are going with Parfon. I will be back up here shortly to check on our sweet friend" I tell them. Roonie creeps into the room to check in and gasps at the sight of Cirrus. "W-What's going on?" Roonie squeaks. I smile and give her shoulder a little pat, "Cirrus and Shelly will explain. Luke's going to be alright."

Later that evening, after we had all enjoyed our dinner and visiting with Cirrus we gather back in the enchantment room. "Midi will you please tell Cookie we will be taking our dessert in the enchantment room?" I instruct her before joining the others. As I open the enchantment room door I find the group sitting comfortably around the room talking with each other. Cirrus and Tulip are crowded near Luke checking to see if he has improved. "How is he?" I ask Cirrus. "Well, no news just yet, but not to worry dear. Sometimes this enchantment can take several hours to work" she explains. Shelly and Roonie look on with worried expressions nearby, but I ease over and hug them tightly. "Don't worry so, my friends. He's in the best hands" I softly tell them. 

  "All we can do now my children is wait. But, I do believe there is some happy news to be shared, am I right?" Cirrus says with a wink to Arthur. Bonnie's face goes completely red and everyone notices instantly. "My, I never knew she could be so sheepish!" Roonie giggles. "Bon? What's happened?" Tulip inquires. "Oh you must tell us!" Nerissa says, eager to hear good news. "I found out just before dinner...so tell 'em!" Jax teases as he playfully gives Arthur's arm a punch. Shelly shoots me a grin, I return it cheerily, though careful not to give away that we know of this news. Arthur and Bonnie glance at one another and he takes her hand in his. "Tonight my friends, I've made Bonnie my wife. Welcome Mrs. Bonnie Lioncourt" he proudly announces.

With that the room erupts with cheers and squeals of delight! "Well it's about time!" Tulip says as she claps her hands together. Jax catches her eye and smiles with a little wink, and Tulip blushes before embracing Bonnie. The group exchanges their congratulations for the newly weds, as Shelly and I playfully scold them about not inviting us. "We didn't want a big fuss, just the two of us, under the stars, proclaiming our undying love" Arthur tells his mother. "Yea plus I knew we'd never make it through a ceremony with this squealer makin' all kinds of noise anyhow" Bonnie laughs as Roonie throws her arms around her in a tight hug. "It's nice to see you two have grown close" Cirrus chuckles at Roonie and Bonnie. "Those two are a mess! They're either butting heads or their the best of friends" Shelly laughs.

"Excuse me majesty" Tinette sweetly says. One of my best housemaids, Tinette also made an excellent server, and I'm glad Cookie sent her up to us. "Yes, come in now" I call to her. She smiles and eases into the room with a silver cart full of goodies. "May I now serve Master Luke's favorite dessert; Chocolate Mousse with raspberry garnish. Of course there is coffee as well for each of you" she smiles. "That has always been my favorite" Luke says with a huge smile, "Now, brother get over here so that I might congratulate you!" Jax jumps up from his seat and punches the air happily, "Tinette on a night like this we call for the best champagne!...With the Queen's permission of course." "Yes! Of course! It's truly a night of celebration!" I exclaim. 

Roonie gasps with joy as tears leap from her eyes, and she races to her husband's side. Luke's eyes shine brilliantly as he looks into his wife's eyes, "My beautiful Maroon, darling I-" But Roonie stops him with a kiss, and the two passionately kiss. The group let's out a sweet sigh in near unison, "Aww." Luke and Roonie continue kissing...and kiss some more...and kiss more...until he runs a hand along her backside firmly caressing her bottom. The group blinks awkwardly and looks away, as we pretend to be very intrigued with the chocolate mousse. As things escalate between Roonie and Luke it becomes difficult to ignore and Cirrus pulls the curtain around the bed to give them some privacy. Suddenly a Roonie let's out a moan and Shelly nearly spills her coffee down the front of her dress. "Um...this should help" Tulip says nervously as she shoots an enchantment upon the curtain thus soundproofing it. "They must've have missed each other... seems like there's no complaints about his arm" Nerissa snorts as the room erupts in laughter. "He seems just fine to me" Cirrus smiles. Everyone gets back to mingling happily as a guard enters the room and whispers in my ear, "Your highness the King has returned." 

TWT Chapter - 1

Arista's eyes followed the raindrops down the window pane as she though of how it resembled the tears that were silently zig zigging down her cheeks. Still haunted by that day so very long ago she closed her eyes tightly. The creak of the door seemed to blast through the silence as someone entered the room. A woman's voice was speaking to her now, but the voice was muffled, and the words smeared together. Arista was somewhere else, somewhere long ago, and soon enough she felt the searing pain in her arm yet again, as everything faded to black...

Many years earlier...

It was a cold drizzly Wednesday, the day Lance and Mira Winterdale sped to the hospital to welcome the twins into the world. As Mr. Winterdale zoomed through the crowded streets, swerving through the rush hour traffic, Mrs. Winterdale huffed and puffed in pain. "Nearly there Mira! Just a bit longer!" Mr. Winterdale said, trying to calm her. As cyclist's darted in front of the car, slow poke's chugged at a snails pace up ahead, and street lights all seemed to turn red, Mr. Winterdale muttered angrily under his breath. Finally taking the last turn to reach the hospital they arrived. The woman at the front office greeted a panic stricken Mr. Winterdale, who helped Mrs. Winterdale as she waddled up to the desk. Lance spouted off information frantically, as the nurse came around the corner with a wheelchair for Mira. They rode the elevator up to the 4th floor, and wheeled down the hospital corridors quickly. At the end of the hall the bronze plate on the door read 17D. "Finally..." Lance whispered. Soon, they were settled in, and the doctor came to greet them. 

Nine hours passed while Mira pushed and yelled, and squeezed Mr. Winterdale's hand. The thunder crashed outside the hospital window, and the rain poured heavily as the first of the Winterdale twins were born. A silent baby girl lay on a table as the nurse cleaned her. The baby gave a shiver, and bursted into tears as the nurse swaddled her snugly and gave her to Mr. Winterdale. Her head was adorned with chestnut colored hair and her little hazel eyes blinked at him, as if they were learning his face. 

Suddenly a few of the machines began to beep rapidly, and Mrs. Winterdale gave a worried glance to the doctor. He reassured her, then began calling out medical mumbo jumbo to the nurses. They rushed around busily and tended to Mrs. Winterdale, until finally the doctor explained that the cord was wrapped around the baby's neck, and he was turned the wrong way. Working as fast as possible, finally the baby boy was born. He lie motionless, and silent while the nurse cleaned him and the doctor checked for signs of life. The baby's chest rose and fell and indicated that he was alive; a relief to all present. When the nurse began to clean his little feet, he opened his eyes and gave a pitiful cry. "A very lucky boy" the doctor said, "A few more moments, and we would have lost him." After both twins were thoroughly examined and weighed, he checked Mrs. Winterdale's vital levels and told her to get some rest before exiting the room. The nurse helped Mira feed the twins and get them changed and swaddled comfortably. "There we go. Now maybe you all can get some rest" she smiled before she was buzzed to another room. 

The storming sky cleared up, and in its place was a clear night sky full of glittering stars and a brilliant moon. Lance and Mira gazed loving at their children, who were snuggled in warm blankets fast asleep, as their parents held them. "What shall we call them?" Mr. Winterdale asked his wife. Looking out at the starry night sky, she noticed one particularly bright one and replied, "We must name this girl after that glittering star on this beautiful night. Mr. Winterdale smiled and added, "This boy we'll name after my grandfather, for his bravery!" The couple smiled at one another and agreed happily on the twins names. Mr. Winterdale made sure Mira was comfortable, then tucked the twins gently into their bassinets near the window and curled up in a nearby chair, quickly drifting off to sleep. 

That night as they slept, the moons beams shone brightly through the hospital window and onto the little baby girl sleeping soundly in her bassinet. She stirred slightly and gave a little cough, while the moon illuminated her face and her fuzzy brown hair. The fragile strands of hair on her head almost seemed to glow as her hair turned from a chestnut brown to a silvery white. She wiggled around as it tickled her and she gave a little cry. Her parents woke quickly and went over to see what the commotion was about. "My word!" Mira gasped, "Her hair, it's almost white!" Lance furrowed his brow in confusion, "Weren't her eyes a greenish color?" The two looked upon their daughter in concern and disbelief as Mrs. Winterdale replied, "They were..." The child almost gave a smile and looked up at them with almost glowing light blue eyes. Mr. Winterdale looked out the window at the brilliant night sky and added, "It must have something to do with the moon." He meant it as a statement, but it seemed to come out as more of a question. 

Mira pressed the nurses button, and after one had arrived, their baby girl was checked thoroughly for any concerning symptoms. A doctor joined them and several tests were run on the child. The baffled doctor found no concern, and assure the couple that strange as the circumstance, their baby girl was unharmed. "It appears that your daughter has experienced some allergic reaction to the moonlight. I would do my best to keep her from it, so as this allergy doesn't intensify" he explained. "Is this permanent?" Mr. Winterdale wondered aloud. "Unfortunately there is no way to tell at this point. But, I see no concern if it is" the doctor explained further. Looking over her pale iridescent skin, the couple talked with astonishment about their daughter and went over the details of these strange events with the doctor. When he had given them all the information he could about skin allergies, he left them to attend to other matters. The Winterdale's felt somewhat reassured, but naturally there was still concern. 

The baby boy had untangled himself from his blankets and lay wiggling in his bassinet. "Oh there, there" Mrs. Winterdale cooed at him as she gently swaddled his blankets around him and held him close. His small nose was completely covered in tiny little freckles, and Mira smiled down at him before kissing them. While his sister's head was already covered with hair baby boy Winterdale was very bald indeed! Even his eyebrows and eyelashes seemed non-existent. He was a frail baby with creamy pale skin that was decorated with freckled spots, and he wore a little smile that seemed as if it were permanent. He looked upon his mothers face with his large green eyes, and cooed ever so softly. 

"Looks like this little guy is gonna be up for awhile! Get some rest babe, I'll look after him" Mr. Winterdale said cheerily, as he joined his wife, and gave his son a kiss on the cheek. He brushed Mrs. Winterdale's long dark hair from her face and kissed her as well, taking the baby from her arms. "He's got your eyes, you know?" she smiled. "I'd say so! Wonder if he'll be a dark haired raven or a little carrot top like his dear ole dad?" Lance chuckled. "I'm willing to bet the latter of the two" Mrs. Winterdale guessed. She yawned and gave a slight wince of pain as she got settled back into bed, and dozed off soundly. 

When finally the family was released from the hospital, Mr. Winterdale made sure everything was thoroughly packed and everyone was comfortably secured in their car. "Goodbye St. John-Hope! You've been good to us!" Mr. Winterdale waved to the hospital from inside the car. Mira gave a little laugh and commented on Lance's goofiness. Her green eyes twinkled with excitement at the thought of going home and getting their family settled in. "Our families will be arriving soon! I can't wait for them to meet the twins!" she eagerly rambled. Mr. Winterdale grinned, started the car, and drove off toward home.

Around the winding streets, and over large hills the car sped along. As they neared their house, the large busy streets turned into smaller ones, and the bustling shops were replaced by fields of flowers and tall tree's. The twins looked very small in their car seats in the back seat, they were both slumped over as they slept soundly. They approached the base of the hill soon after, and Mr. Winterdale punched in the security code to the gate. A large iron gate with a curly 'W', swung open with a screech, and the car pulled forward. The Winterdale house sat on top of a knoll, that overlooked the fields, and far off, the ocean. It was a large old manor with dark gray bricks that covered the outside of the home and minty green shutters complimented the windows. "Ah, home again" Lance announced as the car came to a stop. "It's good to be home! I've got so much to do before this afternoon!" Mira chattered. "Well just take it easy hun. Remember that's why Jan came up to help out" Lance said with care. "Yes, yes I will!" Mrs. Winterdale laughed. 

Mira's cousin Janet bursted through the front door, and squealed with delight. "Ohhhhh my whiskers! Look at those little bundles of joy!" She often used this phrase to express her excitement or surprise, even though she obviously had no whiskers. She did however own a lot of cats, and Mira had wondered to herself a time or two, whether or not Jan actually thought of herself as a cat, goodness knows she resembled one. Janet was much older than Mira (who was only in her early 30's) and was a slightly round woman with curly matted blonde hair. "Let's get 'em inside so I can pinch those little cheeks!" she smiled as she made her way over to the car. "Don't let her pinch their cheeks" Mira whispered to Lance before her cousin was in earshot. Mr. Winterdale gave a wink and smiled, taking one of the twins into the house. "Now don't worry, I'll get the other one!" Janet called eagerly as Mira gathered some light objects from the car. "Thank you! I'd love to get started on plans for this afternoon" Mira responded closing the car door. "Yes I just got off the phone with some of the guests, they will be arriving in a bit" Janet explained.

At 1pm that afternoon the house was filled with noise as family members and friends gathered in the Winterdale's dining room. Janet had cooked a spread of delicious finger foods. Cucumber sandwiches, zesty pretzel snacks, and mixed nuts just to name a few. A large fondue pot sat at one end of the table, and was bubbling with a creamy cheese sauce. Large baguette's filled wicker baskets, and guest's poured champagne into tall flutes. As Mrs. Winterdale joined the party various guests commented on her radiant appearance. "Oh Mira, we're just dying to see the children!" Lance's mother trilled. Lance gave a laugh and the Winterdale parent's went to get the children from their beds upstairs. 

Mira carried the small boy down the stairs, and his sister followed behind them in Lance's arms. Little gasps of joy and excitement spread throughout the room as they greeted the Winterdale boy with delight! But, when baby girl Winterdale entered the room people began murmuring and raising their eyebrows at her appearance. Mrs. Winterdale frowned, "It seems you have much to say about my daughter. Do you have any questions that I may answer?" Lance shot her a look that seemed to say, "It's ok, calm down." Lance's mother said, "You have to admit her looks are quite unique." The other guests agreed, nodding their heads. "Aren't all children unique?" Mira asked rhetorically. An awkward silence filled the room, until Mr. Winterdale interjected, "It was an allergic reaction to the moon. We're not really sure why it happened, but the doctor's seem sure that she is as well as her brother." Mira glanced at him in frustration, and he gave a small shrug.

As the crowd whispered about this news, Mira quietly explained to Lance that she didn't want everyone knowing their business. "I don't want them to pity her. What business of theirs is it of her condition? She is just as beautiful as any other child!" Mira told him. "I understand your concerns babe. It's just...the silence, their confused staring, it just got to me. I'm sorry" he apologized. "It's alright. I just want them to love her for who she is. They shouldn't love her anymore or less because of this. I don't want it to define her" Mira continued. Lance nodded and gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek, "Of course darling."

"Sorry we're late! Someone got lost on the way, and couldn't be bothered to stop for directions!" Mira's mother announced as she entered the room, and shot her husband a playful, but slightly irritated look. He then gave a laugh retorting, "I know my way around! I got us here didn't I?" "Momma! Daddy! Oh I'm so glad you made it!" Mira called happily greeting her parents. Victoria Caprice was a beautiful woman, though in her mid-50's she wore it very well. Her curly gray locks were chopped short, and her radiant complexion accentuated her lovely brown eyes. She swooped over to hug Mira, Lance, and the twins. "Oh my word! How precious they are!" she kissed their foreheads and began to take the baby girl from Lance's arms. "May I?" she asked eagerly. Lance and Mira smiled broadly answering together, "Absolutely!" While Mrs. Caprice fussed over the babies, Mr. Caprice greeted the couple happily. "Lance, good to see ya" he said, extending his hand to shake Lance's. "Likewise, Ian!" Lance replied shaking his hand happily. Mr. Caprice had the same slightly sunken eyes as Mira's, and was a balding man with a fuzzy gray beard. He gave her a grin and hugged her gently, so as not to squish the baby. 

"What beautiful children! Feel their soft newborn skin! Look at these tiny little fingers! Awww!" Victoria excitedly rambled as she nuzzled her cheek against the baby's. Mira giggled at her mother's excitement over the children. Other guests came over to greet the Caprice's as well, with friendly hello's and hand shakes. "Isn't she worried about her grand-daughter?" Mira heard Sloane ask another guest. Lance must have heard it too, for he gave his brother's wife an unpleasant look, and she stuck her nose in the air, wandering off to the other side of the room. 

Actually it was a surprise that Lance's brother Preston and his wife had even turned up. It was not uncommon for them to have unexpected plans, and often Lance wondered if Preston and Sloane enjoyed spending time with Mira and himself. Preston was a big time attorney in the city, his wife stayed home though they had no children. He had a sharp tongue and wore his brown hair slicked back, making his green eyed gaze like that of a hawk. Sloane had a cropped sleek hair do, with each strand of her lemon colored hair perfectly in place, she made quite the socialite in the city. She had large blue eyes, but she often wore a pinched fake smile, which hid their beauty. She looked down her nose at people who she thought were below her. To her friends, she was just another fun-lovin southern gal who loved hosting parties and accompanying her husband on out of town trips to exotic locations.

"I'm beginning to think we should have just invited my family" Mira told Lance in frustration. "Well, you know if we didn't invite my side, it would just lead to more issues..." he glumly responded. "Good thing Sida is here though" Mira smiled at the woman approaching them. Cressida was the youngest of Lance's siblings, and her auburn hair was as bright as her personality. Lance and Sida were similar in appearance and both had freckled skin. Though she was very short, she was a fireball of energy, and Mira just loved her. The two were close friends, but Cressida's work as a nurse kept her busy in a large city a few hours north. "So glad you made it!" Mira squealed as she greeted them. "So great to see you both! Are my folks here? I've gotta talk to Mom for a minute, and then I'm gonna snuggle those babies!" she smiled. "Yea, she's around here somewhere" Lance replied, and she took off to find her parents.

Lance's parent's were kind but often didn't speak their mind, resulting in annoying confusion to all involved. His father was a man of almost no words, so little in fact that it was a wonder how he ever married. When Talbot saw his grand-daughter he merely shook his bald head, and rubbed his beardless chin in confusion. He then tottered over to the sitting room, and heaved himself into an easy chair that he barely fit in. Almost instantly his head leaned over, he shut his hazel eyes, and began snoring loudly. Lance's mother Gentry was a fairly plain woman, with watery blue eyes. She wore little make up, and had flat orange-red hair that fell past her shoulders. Lance had her strong jaw and freckled skin, but their dispositions were quite different. While Mira was a very opinionated woman, Lance's mother was much different. She often said things that hinted at an undertone, however she would say it in such a way that one was never really sure where she stood on the matter. 

Needless to say Lance was the odd one out of his family. As tradition his family purchased him a house when he wed Mira, but he never really enjoyed that ritzy type of lifestyle that they did. Cressida didn't really fall into that lifestyle either but she enjoyed a fast pace, which lead her to the big city. When Lance's family asked him where he wanted his house to be, he made sure that it was situated a bit outside of the city. He preferred a quiet life, with a big family, and maybe some horses. The simple life; one that didn't draw attention, one that was 'normal'. He found that with Mira, who wanted a large family as well, a big plot of land for gardening, and maybe a duck pond. The two were meant for each other, even the day they met they knew it was something special. On their first date Lance had taken Mira to picnic by the lake one evening. It was a beautiful night, with thousands of stars in the sky and the calming sounds of the water. As they shared their first kiss the sky went completely dark and remained that way for a short time after. When finally they could see each other once more, Lance took Mira's hand and said, "This might sound crazy but I think you're the one." This would indeed sound insane to most people on a first date, but to Mira it seemed like it made perfect sense, for she felt the same way. 

Gentry sighed heavily, "I'm just worried about her fitting in, and all." "It's just...not normal though, is it? I mean the child looks like she could glow in the dark with that hair" one of Lance's aunt's whispered. "Those eyes aren't comforting either, it's quite eerie" another socialite, Susah Clarkston murmured to them just as Sida approached. "I don't see why everyone is making such a fuss about her. After all, not all children resemble their parents you know" Cressida pointed out. The group of women gave a sheepish grin, and all but Gentry wandered off elsewhere in the room. "Honestly mother I don't know how you can associate with people like that. What ugly things they have to say about your first grand-daughter" Sida frowned. Gentry blushed deeply, "They're just wives of your father's friends. Lance said he felt obligated to invite those families since we've known them forever. They mean no harm..." Gentry said quietly. Cressida still wore her frown, but decided to change the subject. "So I need to speak to you about a gift. What did you and Dad bring? I was going to make a spice cake, but honestly what kind of gift is that?" she said with a little laugh. Gentry stared at her, then said coldly, "We brought a spice cake..." Sida apologized, and an awkward silence followed, finally she excused herself to find her niece and nephew. 

As she turned to leave Mira stood by the doorway, with her daughter in her arms. "Is that what everyone thinks of her?" she sadly asked Cressida. "Oh, Mira! Don't listen to them! She's beautiful!" she comforted. She gently pulled Mira into a hug and kissed the baby girl on the forehead. The baby gave a shrieking cry and Sida exchanged looks with Mira. "Sorry, didn't mean to upset the little love!" she told her. "It's alright, I don't think it was you" Mira replied. She nonchalantly tipped her head toward Preston, and Sloane who were approaching them.  "Sister, what do you make of your niece?" Preston asked as he strode up to Mira and Cressida. "I think she's stunning, and she's a beautiful child! I'm very excited to be an aunt! Aren't you excited?" she smiled politely, ignoring Preston's obvious disapproval of the baby girl's appearance. "Quite" he replied with a painfully forced smile. "She's got quite a rare appearance. Bless her heart, she must be very allergic to the moon" Sloane jeered. "Whoever heard of such a thing anyhow?" Preston laughed. Cressida shot Preston a look and grabbed him by the arm pulling him out of the room. She no doubt had some words in mind for him. Mira frowned at Sloane in frustration, but another guest passed by, and Sloane only smiled sweetly. When the guest had moved into the other room, Sloane leaned in and whispered in Mira's ear. "Your daughter's a disgrace to our family" she leaned back and said rather loudly, "Thank you for invitin' us darlin', but we must be off. Take care now!" She then turned and proudly exited the room to find Preston. Mira could only stand in disbelief that someone could say such cruel things about an innocent child. 

Soon more guests said their goodbye's and departed, and Mrs. Caprice began tiding up with Jan. "Don't fuss over all of this! You've done so much today. I'll take care of it" Victoria told her. "You're too kind! Thank you! I really should be getting back to my cats anyhow. The poor babies will be wondering where I've been!" Janet said as she slipped her jacket on and made her way to the door. Cat fur puffed from her jacket, and floated through the air in the place where she stood. Victoria wrinkled her nose at the thought of what Janet's house must look like. Fur covered furniture and curtains, hair balls in the corners, and a smell that could only be associated with that of a cat. She shook her head and got back to cleaning up. "I suppose we should be going as well. Thank you for the invitation. I'm glad of a grandson that will carry on our family name! Get some rest now, and we'll see you in a few months for Christmas" Gentry said, and with that Lance's parents were out the door. Lance and Mira breathed a sigh of relief, as they had survived the party. 

Cressida would be staying the night and leaving first thing in the morning. Ian and Victoria planned to stay for two weeks to help out with the babies, as Lance had to continue working and wouldn't be indoors much to help out. "Farmer's don't get a lot of down time, ya know? I've gotta get back out to the fields and the animals. Don't worry babe, you've got your parents here to help. Plus your brother, and his wife will be here later tonight" he told Mira. 

At 6:30pm the Winterdale doorbell rang, and a very excited Mira gave her mother a smile. "I'll stay with the little ones, you go get the door" Victoria told her with a bit of a laugh. Denver Caprice and his wife Giana greeted them with bear hugs and smiles at the door. Giana's blue eyes sparkled happily and her silky auburn hair hung in perfect long ringlets. She was a plump woman but still taller than Mira, so when she gave her a bear hug, it was quite like hugging a little bear! Still, she was very beautiful and Mira could see why her brother chose Giana to be his wife. Giana taught second grade at the local school near their house and had a very sweet disposition. They exchanged cheery hello's before Denver playfully slugged Mira in the arm. "Little sis! Good to see ya!" he grinned as his dark blue eyes glistened and he pulled her into a hug. Mira wrapped her arms around her brother's slender waist and looked up at him. "Every time I see you, you seem taller" she joked before releasing him. Denver smiled and stood on his tip toes, slightly bumping his head on the top of the door way. True he was quite tall, but nothing like the basketball players Lance watched on tv. His shiny brown hair was looped over with the sides shaved, and Mira often kid that he looked as though a pile of melted ice cream lay atop his head. Mira gave his beard a gentle tug, "And what is this?" The corner's of his mouth turned up and he replied, "Hey now, leave the beard alone! I quite like it!" Giana laughed, "Would you two stop goofing around? We've got to get the girls inside, and bring in the luggage." 

Mira raised her eyebrows, "I think someone's beat you to it." Seven year old Brietta was standing behind her parents with a teddy bear in hand. She yawned, rubbing her eye, and then opened her brown eyes wide. "Aunt Mira!" she cheered, throwing her arms around her neck. Mira kissed her little cheek,  and smoothed her dark hair, hugging her tightly, "Ooo! How's my sweet girl?" Brietta smiled, "I'm great! W-w-we drove a looong time! And then, um, then we went t-t-to the cheeseburger store and ate! and g-g-got toys!" Mira grinned at her, "Oh my! That sounds like fun! Let's go get your sister out of the car, ok?" Brietta nodded and took Mira's hand pulling her toward the car. Denver and Giana followed to gather the luggage, and everyone peered into the car at the sleeping 4 year old. Davita, whom everyone called 'Dovie', was a spunky kid that sported her mother's auburn locks, and her father's eyes. "How peaceful she looks...what a tease!" Giana grinned. The three of them began gathering their belongings from the car and Mira unhooked her niece from the booster seat. "Oh my little Dovie-bird, it's time to wake up..." She kissed her little forehead and scooped her from the seat. 

Once they were all settled into the house, they tucked in the children and enjoyed hot cocoa while they visited. The twins slept soundly, but Denver and Giana were able to get a quick peek at them. Mira later explained about some of the party guests ugly comments, and how upset it made her. They scoffed at this and reassured Mira that both twins were adorable, and she needn't worry. This made Mira feel much better knowing that her family was so loving regardless of her daughter's condition. When their eyes grew droopy and the time was late, they all retired to their beds.

Late into the night, as the household slept, an eerie fog crawled across the fields, under a crescent moon. Stars twinkled brightly against the denim colored sky, and the moon shown like a beacon. This however, was not like the normal luminous glow it gave off. Tonight it seemed more radiant, more polished, like a white-hot surge. While the residents of the house slept soundly it forced itself through every nook and cranny it could find. Suddenly, it all seemed to collect in the nursery in a blinding ball of light. It hovered above the little girls crib before completely surrounding her; in an instant there was a burst of light even brighter. It disappeared as quickly as it came, and baby girl Winterdale was gone. 

The following years to come the Winterdale's searched far and wide to find their little girl. Mira Winterdale never stopped believing that her precious daughter was still alive somewhere, and that they would one day find her. As their son grew they told him about the tragic night his twin sister was lost, and of their love for her. The boy could feel something within his very soul telling him she was still alive. He vowed to search for her, and to find his dear sister. That was the first day of Abbott and Arista.