The Wild Hunt
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[x]Title: The Wild Hunt
[x]Author: hildekitten
[x]Rating: all ages
[x]Warning: none
[x]Pairing: the usual suspects
[x]Genre: General
[x]Spoilers: n/a, this happens after the events of season 1
[x]Summary: what if Ben Talbot makes the wrong choices?
[x]Disclaimer: Not my toys, I'm just borrowing them, no infringement is intended!
Previous stories
1. Reunion
2. Really no such thing as vampires
3. On the prowl
4. Fresh from the vein
5. Busted
6. Can't choose your relatives, part 1 and 2
Halloween
The Wild Hunt part 1 and 2.
*fade to Mick’s apartment*
Ophelia is lying in the sofa, stake through her heart. Her eyed closed and unmoving, she could have been mistaken for being asleep had it not been for the piece of wood sticking out of her chest.
Josef is looking at the situation with a mixture of shock and amazement.
Simone is looking profoundly upset.
“Don’t worry babe, she’ll unstake herself when she’s done having an internal monologue.”
“She can unstake herself?” Simone went wide eyed. “Can I do that too?”
“No it’s a Duvall family perk. We’re all jealous of that little trick.”
Mick sighs from the other sofa where he’s sitting with Josef and Simone.
“I really wish she’d deal with problems in another way.”
“Fuck this, I’m going to put her on the ground, if Beth gets here we’re out of sofa space, it’s too cramped as it is!”
“Fine Josef just put her down gently.” Mick sighed.
Just as Josef had lifted a staked and limp Ophelia in his arms, Ben pushed open the front door.
“What did you do to her?” he growled wolfing out.
“Get out of my place wolf, you’re not welcome here.” Mick shouted, vamping out and facing to stand the other man.
“Simone, go upstairs, lock the door.”
She noded, acknowledging Josef’s command before running up the stairs.
“My, my this seems like fun…”
Both vampires look at Claire, walking into the apartment and taking on the situation in front of her, closing the door lazily with a foot. Smiling dangerously when she heard the satisfying click of the lock.
Before Mick and Josef can properly react she launched at them, teeth and claws going for Mick’s throat.
There’s a scream of pain and surprise when she’s suddenly suspended in mid air, making sounds as if she’s choking.
Ophelia smiles menacingly, one hand holding up Claire by the throat and the bloody stake in the other.
“What the hell” Ben stammered.
Ophelia merely smiled viciously.
“Ophelia, put that wolf down.”
“I don’t know about that Mick, she tried to tear your throat out. Fucking Ben is one thing, but I can’t abide by her hurting you. No one gets to hurt my big bother.” She gave Claire’s throat another squeeze, making her point abundantly clear.
Ben suddenly grabbed her shoulder, turning her towards him. She growled, letting go off Claire, who crashed to the ground coughing.
“Claire is my sister!”
“Eew that just makes it even more gross” Josef said disgusted, wrinkling his nose in disdain.
“She was helping me with this case. But as it turns out, I didn’t have to look far for Hernians. Or witches for that matter.” He looked at Ophelia in disbelief.
“Ophelia isn’t a witch!” Mick shouted.
“What do damned witches have to do with this?” Josef asked annoyed, kneeling down next to Claire who was trying to get up and pushing her back down with one hand, keeping her pressed against the carpet “down bitch.”
“I’m really not.”
“Explain all of these powers then.”
“Has the paranoia rotted your brain Ben? I’m an o-ra-cle.” She put emphasis on every syllable.
“I just saw you pull a stake out of your own chest.”
“Family trait.”
“It’s true” Mick nodded.
He ran a hand through his hair stressed. “Stay away from me and my family.”
“THAT is what you came over to do? To attack us and to leave threats?” Ophelia glared
“you’re the one that started the threats!” Ben shot back. “You told Beth you’d dismember me if I came near you.”
“Oh yeah, I forgot about that.” She took a step in his direction only to be pulled back by her brother. “No Lia, no.”
“You’re the one that would rather make me believe you were cheating on me than to tell me the truth!” She shouted angrily at Ben, unable to launch at him due to her brother’s hold on her.
“What are we to you Benjamin? Bloodsucking vermin? Handy tools? Killers you can just point and click? Is this how little your really care? Well played, you deserve an Oscar for your performance.” Mick threw at the werewolf, voice rising in anger. “And your little game of secrecy has endangered our own kind. Making it our business.”
“Hunters would go after Ophelia just as easy as after any of you due to her being different, I had to keep her safe no matter what.” Ben shot back at Mick.
“Don’t you think I know that. Did you for a second think we would care about the danger if it meant helping a friend?” Ophelia shouted before continuing in barely more than a whisper “a loved one?”.
Ben threw up his arms in defeat and looked at her as if trying to wordlessly communicate she really didn’t understand.
She took a deep breath and steadied her voice, it was cold when she next spoke.
“Give him his sister back Josef, and let them leave. If this is how little we mean to him, how little I mean to him, then we’ve all been proven fools for thinking the nations could do more than just co-exist.” She didn’t look at Ben when she said it. Mick sensed her anger had fallen to a point where she just wanted to stomp off to her room and let her go.
“Tell Danny I’m sorry for scaring the shit out of him this afternoon.”
“If you go near one of ours again…” Claire spat out, her voice croaking.
“Claire stop it!” Ben barked. “Enough is enough. Ophelia, I did what I did because I love you, because I thought that if there was no link between us they wouldn’t find out about you or go after you.”
“You should know me well enough to know you should have been honest.” She didn’t even look him in the eye as she spoke, turning her back to him and walking up the stairs.
“You fucked up majorly buddy.” Mick glared, stopping Ben from going after his sister.
“Let me talk to her Mick, please.”
“No.”
“I love her.”
“You should have thought about that before you broke her heart.”
“Mick, please. If it were Beth you’d want to be given a chance to explain yourself as well.”
Josef was eying the discussion suspiciously. “Kick his ass Mick, he deserves it.”
“Yeah he does. But he is right.” He looked Ben in the eye, his own eyes like liquid silver “Hurt her again and I’ll tear you to pieces myself, understood?”
Ben nodded “Thanks man. Claire, go back home and tell mum what’s happened.”
“you must be kidding.”
“Do it Claire! Remember what mother told us.” he barked at his sister and tossed her the car keys.
“I’m going to get Simone downstairs” Josef said before running up the stairs.
Mick simply showed Claire out and slammed the door shut behind her whilst Ben walked up the stairs to Ophelia’s room.
Please don't go, I want you to stay
I'm begging you please, please don't leave here
I don't want you to hate for all the hurt that you feel
The world is just illusion trying to change you
Please don't go, I want you to stay
I'm begging you please, please don't leave here
*fade to Ophelia’s room.*
She was sitting on the bed, her mobile phone in hand. The screen set to an ID reading “uncle lance”. Doubting whether to call him or not she fidgeted with the little device. She didn’t turn when she hears the door open softly.
“Ophelia.”
“Go away Ben.” Her voice was barely above a whisper.
He walked over to her, she could feel his weight on the bed, the shift in the mattress as he sat down just behind her, his body nearly touching hers.
“I know you don’t believe me, and I am sorry that I didn’t handle things better, but when I saw that corpse and smelt the silver I was so scared. And worried. I kept on thinking I had to protect my family somehow, protect you. I was terrified they’d find out about you and go after you. I love you so much, I can’t loose you. And I am so sorry I hurt you, I promise I won’t lie to you ever again.”
“I wish I could believe you.”
“You can. You know you can.”
She turned to look at him. He can see she’s biting back tears. Cautiously he raised a hand and softly stroked her cheek, wiping away the first tear as it fell down her face.
“Look into my mind Ophelia, you’ll know I’m not lying.” He undid the sleeve buttons of his shirt, rolling up the sleeve and offering his wrist to her.
“Are you sure you trust me enough not to do anything funky.” Her voice is bitter.
“I trust you with my life. Because I love you. And if you don’t love me back then just tell me and I’ll leave and disappear out of your life. But if you love me too, which I know you do, you’ll drink because I know you, you can’t walk away knowing you passed up the opportunity for the truth.
“You are really sounding so sure of yourself, what if you don’t know me as well as you think you do?” Her eyes are black when she looks into his.
*fade to Mick and Josef gathering up weapons downstairs*
“Are you sure we can find these guys?”
“Yes, we just need to find out which vamps have been selling blood to them and follow the trail.”
“Wait, some vampires sell their blood to them? How will we find out about that?”
“Simple, via those of us that deal in blood.”
“And then what if we find them, they’re highly efficient hunters Josef.”
“True, but they can be killed, they are only human after all and they operate in little cells of two or three, which makes it slightly easier for us, especially when we come in numbers. Besides, they blend in with society pretty well, so you know, gas leaks and such, we can figure something out so we don’t actually have to confront them face to face. Thankfully they’ve exchanged their usual foresty hunting grounds for the urban jungle, which means I’ll hopefully be able to keep myself clean. This is an expensive suit.”
“How do you know all of this Josef? And why are they doing this?”
“Thrill of the chase, profit, trophies on their wall. They’re hunters for the sake of the hunt. And I know because I’ve been around for a long time Mick.” His voice was soft and Mick knew not to pressure his friend for more information. Instead he nodded, a determined look on his face. “Clearly. Let’s go.”
*fade to Guillermo’s office*
Beth was eating Chinese take-away at his desk in his little office whilst he was drinking a cup of blood on the opposite side.
She smiles warmly when she sees Mick and Josef walk in, but the smile disappeared as soon as it appeared when she sees the look on Mick’s face.
“What’s wrong?”
“We need to find some hunters.”
“The Legion, are thy back?” She asked, surprise obvious in her voice and expression.
“No, another kind of hunters, these mainly kill werewolves but you know, we’re trying to avoid them branching out into the business of hunting vampires as well.” Josef said cheerfully.
“You didn’t happen to hear about any badly mutilated vampire corpses?” Mick asked Guillermo, sounding hopeful.
“Actually, Bella said something about that yesterday when she came to pick up her order of O positive. So I’m guessing cleaners have had to deal with their handiwork, you’re going to have to ask her. I thought they generally avoided killing vampires in favour for just buying our blood though.” His friend replied, his customary frown etched in his forehead.
Josef whipped out his phone and went out into the hall.
“What are you guys going to do when you find them?” Beth asked, unable to hide the worry from her voice.
“Currently I am still debating between getting involved myself or giving the address to the werewolves.”
“So why are these guys killing werewolves?”
“For their pelts, teeth, they either sell them on apparently or keep them as trophies.”
“That’s horrible!”
“157 West avenue” Josef said sticking his head back in.
“Wait guys, just let Ben sort this out.” Beth called out when Mick was preparing to leave.
“Beth, I promise we won’t do anything without a plan first, we’re just going to have a look for now ok.”
*fade from Beth’s worried face to Mick and Josef parking next to a house in a quiet residential block.*
Just as they got out, a house a good couple of yards away from them exploded.
Both vampires ducked down in their seats instinctively, looking at the blast with silver eyes.
“Was that nr 157?” Mick asked, in shock.
“Guess the werewolves found out about the address too and sorted the problem.” Josef said dryly, staring at the fire ahead of them “probably for the best, or we would have had to come up with a plan and deal with them ourselves”. He shrugged.
There were people coming out of their houses from all over the street, running up the inferno as close as possible. They got out too, staring at the chaos in front of them.
“How did they find out though?” Mick wondered aloud.
“Beth told me, and I told Claire.”
They turned to see Ben stand there, in old jeans and a long sleeved top.
“Did you do this?” Mick sounds surprised, as if he never thought Ben to be capable of such brutality.
“You’re not the only one who will kill to protect those he loves Mick, besides, gas leaks happen.”
They watched him leave for his own car.
“Great minds.” Josef grinned when he started the engine of his car.
i'd catch a grenade for ya
throw my hand on a blade for ya
i'd jump in front of a train for ya
you know i'd do anything for ya
*fade to Ben’s parents house, Ben’s car is pulling up.*
He walked out and pulled open the door on the passenger’s side, reaching out and smiling when Ophelia took his hand and got out. They were both in comfortable casual clothes, not their general attire.
“Don’t worry darling, they’ll love you.” He assured her.
The look on her face betrayed she wasn’t going to be believe it before she saw it.
They went inside the house, into the living room, which went quiet the moment they entered. Several gazes directed at them, Claire glaring quite openly.
“Ophelia, this is my clan, my family. Everyone, this is my girlfriend Ophelia.”
“Hi… pleasure to meet you.” She was looking around cautiously.
Ben’s mother stood, smiling warmly and taking Ophelia’s hands in hers. “Welcome my dear. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Benjamin hardly ever stops talking about you…”
*fade at Ophelia smiling with relief and Ben wrapping his arms around her, whispering “I told you so” in her ear*.
Lyrics list:
VNV Nation “Illusion”
Bruno Mars “Grenade”
Remember people, reviews make writers happy :)
[x]Title: The Wild Hunt
[x]Author: hildekitten
[x]Rating: all ages
[x]Warning: none
[x]Pairing: the usual suspects
[x]Genre: General
[x]Spoilers: n/a, this happens after the events of season 1
[x]Summary: what if Ben Talbot makes the wrong choices?
[x]Disclaimer: Not my toys, I'm just borrowing them, no infringement is intended!
Previous stories
1. Reunion
2. Really no such thing as vampires
3. On the prowl
4. Fresh from the vein
5. Busted
6. Can't choose your relatives, part 1 and 2
Halloween
The Wild Hunt part 1 and 2.
*fade to Mick’s apartment*
Ophelia is lying in the sofa, stake through her heart. Her eyed closed and unmoving, she could have been mistaken for being asleep had it not been for the piece of wood sticking out of her chest.
Josef is looking at the situation with a mixture of shock and amazement.
Simone is looking profoundly upset.
“Don’t worry babe, she’ll unstake herself when she’s done having an internal monologue.”
“She can unstake herself?” Simone went wide eyed. “Can I do that too?”
“No it’s a Duvall family perk. We’re all jealous of that little trick.”
Mick sighs from the other sofa where he’s sitting with Josef and Simone.
“I really wish she’d deal with problems in another way.”
“Fuck this, I’m going to put her on the ground, if Beth gets here we’re out of sofa space, it’s too cramped as it is!”
“Fine Josef just put her down gently.” Mick sighed.
Just as Josef had lifted a staked and limp Ophelia in his arms, Ben pushed open the front door.
“What did you do to her?” he growled wolfing out.
“Get out of my place wolf, you’re not welcome here.” Mick shouted, vamping out and facing to stand the other man.
“Simone, go upstairs, lock the door.”
She noded, acknowledging Josef’s command before running up the stairs.
“My, my this seems like fun…”
Both vampires look at Claire, walking into the apartment and taking on the situation in front of her, closing the door lazily with a foot. Smiling dangerously when she heard the satisfying click of the lock.
Before Mick and Josef can properly react she launched at them, teeth and claws going for Mick’s throat.
There’s a scream of pain and surprise when she’s suddenly suspended in mid air, making sounds as if she’s choking.
Ophelia smiles menacingly, one hand holding up Claire by the throat and the bloody stake in the other.
“What the hell” Ben stammered.
Ophelia merely smiled viciously.
“Ophelia, put that wolf down.”
“I don’t know about that Mick, she tried to tear your throat out. Fucking Ben is one thing, but I can’t abide by her hurting you. No one gets to hurt my big bother.” She gave Claire’s throat another squeeze, making her point abundantly clear.
Ben suddenly grabbed her shoulder, turning her towards him. She growled, letting go off Claire, who crashed to the ground coughing.
“Claire is my sister!”
“Eew that just makes it even more gross” Josef said disgusted, wrinkling his nose in disdain.
“She was helping me with this case. But as it turns out, I didn’t have to look far for Hernians. Or witches for that matter.” He looked at Ophelia in disbelief.
“Ophelia isn’t a witch!” Mick shouted.
“What do damned witches have to do with this?” Josef asked annoyed, kneeling down next to Claire who was trying to get up and pushing her back down with one hand, keeping her pressed against the carpet “down bitch.”
“I’m really not.”
“Explain all of these powers then.”
“Has the paranoia rotted your brain Ben? I’m an o-ra-cle.” She put emphasis on every syllable.
“I just saw you pull a stake out of your own chest.”
“Family trait.”
“It’s true” Mick nodded.
He ran a hand through his hair stressed. “Stay away from me and my family.”
“THAT is what you came over to do? To attack us and to leave threats?” Ophelia glared
“you’re the one that started the threats!” Ben shot back. “You told Beth you’d dismember me if I came near you.”
“Oh yeah, I forgot about that.” She took a step in his direction only to be pulled back by her brother. “No Lia, no.”
“You’re the one that would rather make me believe you were cheating on me than to tell me the truth!” She shouted angrily at Ben, unable to launch at him due to her brother’s hold on her.
“What are we to you Benjamin? Bloodsucking vermin? Handy tools? Killers you can just point and click? Is this how little your really care? Well played, you deserve an Oscar for your performance.” Mick threw at the werewolf, voice rising in anger. “And your little game of secrecy has endangered our own kind. Making it our business.”
“Hunters would go after Ophelia just as easy as after any of you due to her being different, I had to keep her safe no matter what.” Ben shot back at Mick.
“Don’t you think I know that. Did you for a second think we would care about the danger if it meant helping a friend?” Ophelia shouted before continuing in barely more than a whisper “a loved one?”.
Ben threw up his arms in defeat and looked at her as if trying to wordlessly communicate she really didn’t understand.
She took a deep breath and steadied her voice, it was cold when she next spoke.
“Give him his sister back Josef, and let them leave. If this is how little we mean to him, how little I mean to him, then we’ve all been proven fools for thinking the nations could do more than just co-exist.” She didn’t look at Ben when she said it. Mick sensed her anger had fallen to a point where she just wanted to stomp off to her room and let her go.
“Tell Danny I’m sorry for scaring the shit out of him this afternoon.”
“If you go near one of ours again…” Claire spat out, her voice croaking.
“Claire stop it!” Ben barked. “Enough is enough. Ophelia, I did what I did because I love you, because I thought that if there was no link between us they wouldn’t find out about you or go after you.”
“You should know me well enough to know you should have been honest.” She didn’t even look him in the eye as she spoke, turning her back to him and walking up the stairs.
“You fucked up majorly buddy.” Mick glared, stopping Ben from going after his sister.
“Let me talk to her Mick, please.”
“No.”
“I love her.”
“You should have thought about that before you broke her heart.”
“Mick, please. If it were Beth you’d want to be given a chance to explain yourself as well.”
Josef was eying the discussion suspiciously. “Kick his ass Mick, he deserves it.”
“Yeah he does. But he is right.” He looked Ben in the eye, his own eyes like liquid silver “Hurt her again and I’ll tear you to pieces myself, understood?”
Ben nodded “Thanks man. Claire, go back home and tell mum what’s happened.”
“you must be kidding.”
“Do it Claire! Remember what mother told us.” he barked at his sister and tossed her the car keys.
“I’m going to get Simone downstairs” Josef said before running up the stairs.
Mick simply showed Claire out and slammed the door shut behind her whilst Ben walked up the stairs to Ophelia’s room.
Please don't go, I want you to stay
I'm begging you please, please don't leave here
I don't want you to hate for all the hurt that you feel
The world is just illusion trying to change you
Please don't go, I want you to stay
I'm begging you please, please don't leave here
*fade to Ophelia’s room.*
She was sitting on the bed, her mobile phone in hand. The screen set to an ID reading “uncle lance”. Doubting whether to call him or not she fidgeted with the little device. She didn’t turn when she hears the door open softly.
“Ophelia.”
“Go away Ben.” Her voice was barely above a whisper.
He walked over to her, she could feel his weight on the bed, the shift in the mattress as he sat down just behind her, his body nearly touching hers.
“I know you don’t believe me, and I am sorry that I didn’t handle things better, but when I saw that corpse and smelt the silver I was so scared. And worried. I kept on thinking I had to protect my family somehow, protect you. I was terrified they’d find out about you and go after you. I love you so much, I can’t loose you. And I am so sorry I hurt you, I promise I won’t lie to you ever again.”
“I wish I could believe you.”
“You can. You know you can.”
She turned to look at him. He can see she’s biting back tears. Cautiously he raised a hand and softly stroked her cheek, wiping away the first tear as it fell down her face.
“Look into my mind Ophelia, you’ll know I’m not lying.” He undid the sleeve buttons of his shirt, rolling up the sleeve and offering his wrist to her.
“Are you sure you trust me enough not to do anything funky.” Her voice is bitter.
“I trust you with my life. Because I love you. And if you don’t love me back then just tell me and I’ll leave and disappear out of your life. But if you love me too, which I know you do, you’ll drink because I know you, you can’t walk away knowing you passed up the opportunity for the truth.
“You are really sounding so sure of yourself, what if you don’t know me as well as you think you do?” Her eyes are black when she looks into his.
*fade to Mick and Josef gathering up weapons downstairs*
“Are you sure we can find these guys?”
“Yes, we just need to find out which vamps have been selling blood to them and follow the trail.”
“Wait, some vampires sell their blood to them? How will we find out about that?”
“Simple, via those of us that deal in blood.”
“And then what if we find them, they’re highly efficient hunters Josef.”
“True, but they can be killed, they are only human after all and they operate in little cells of two or three, which makes it slightly easier for us, especially when we come in numbers. Besides, they blend in with society pretty well, so you know, gas leaks and such, we can figure something out so we don’t actually have to confront them face to face. Thankfully they’ve exchanged their usual foresty hunting grounds for the urban jungle, which means I’ll hopefully be able to keep myself clean. This is an expensive suit.”
“How do you know all of this Josef? And why are they doing this?”
“Thrill of the chase, profit, trophies on their wall. They’re hunters for the sake of the hunt. And I know because I’ve been around for a long time Mick.” His voice was soft and Mick knew not to pressure his friend for more information. Instead he nodded, a determined look on his face. “Clearly. Let’s go.”
*fade to Guillermo’s office*
Beth was eating Chinese take-away at his desk in his little office whilst he was drinking a cup of blood on the opposite side.
She smiles warmly when she sees Mick and Josef walk in, but the smile disappeared as soon as it appeared when she sees the look on Mick’s face.
“What’s wrong?”
“We need to find some hunters.”
“The Legion, are thy back?” She asked, surprise obvious in her voice and expression.
“No, another kind of hunters, these mainly kill werewolves but you know, we’re trying to avoid them branching out into the business of hunting vampires as well.” Josef said cheerfully.
“You didn’t happen to hear about any badly mutilated vampire corpses?” Mick asked Guillermo, sounding hopeful.
“Actually, Bella said something about that yesterday when she came to pick up her order of O positive. So I’m guessing cleaners have had to deal with their handiwork, you’re going to have to ask her. I thought they generally avoided killing vampires in favour for just buying our blood though.” His friend replied, his customary frown etched in his forehead.
Josef whipped out his phone and went out into the hall.
“What are you guys going to do when you find them?” Beth asked, unable to hide the worry from her voice.
“Currently I am still debating between getting involved myself or giving the address to the werewolves.”
“So why are these guys killing werewolves?”
“For their pelts, teeth, they either sell them on apparently or keep them as trophies.”
“That’s horrible!”
“157 West avenue” Josef said sticking his head back in.
“Wait guys, just let Ben sort this out.” Beth called out when Mick was preparing to leave.
“Beth, I promise we won’t do anything without a plan first, we’re just going to have a look for now ok.”
*fade from Beth’s worried face to Mick and Josef parking next to a house in a quiet residential block.*
Just as they got out, a house a good couple of yards away from them exploded.
Both vampires ducked down in their seats instinctively, looking at the blast with silver eyes.
“Was that nr 157?” Mick asked, in shock.
“Guess the werewolves found out about the address too and sorted the problem.” Josef said dryly, staring at the fire ahead of them “probably for the best, or we would have had to come up with a plan and deal with them ourselves”. He shrugged.
There were people coming out of their houses from all over the street, running up the inferno as close as possible. They got out too, staring at the chaos in front of them.
“How did they find out though?” Mick wondered aloud.
“Beth told me, and I told Claire.”
They turned to see Ben stand there, in old jeans and a long sleeved top.
“Did you do this?” Mick sounds surprised, as if he never thought Ben to be capable of such brutality.
“You’re not the only one who will kill to protect those he loves Mick, besides, gas leaks happen.”
They watched him leave for his own car.
“Great minds.” Josef grinned when he started the engine of his car.
i'd catch a grenade for ya
throw my hand on a blade for ya
i'd jump in front of a train for ya
you know i'd do anything for ya
*fade to Ben’s parents house, Ben’s car is pulling up.*
He walked out and pulled open the door on the passenger’s side, reaching out and smiling when Ophelia took his hand and got out. They were both in comfortable casual clothes, not their general attire.
“Don’t worry darling, they’ll love you.” He assured her.
The look on her face betrayed she wasn’t going to be believe it before she saw it.
They went inside the house, into the living room, which went quiet the moment they entered. Several gazes directed at them, Claire glaring quite openly.
“Ophelia, this is my clan, my family. Everyone, this is my girlfriend Ophelia.”
“Hi… pleasure to meet you.” She was looking around cautiously.
Ben’s mother stood, smiling warmly and taking Ophelia’s hands in hers. “Welcome my dear. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Benjamin hardly ever stops talking about you…”
*fade at Ophelia smiling with relief and Ben wrapping his arms around her, whispering “I told you so” in her ear*.
Lyrics list:
VNV Nation “Illusion”
Bruno Mars “Grenade”
Remember people, reviews make writers happy :)