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#((to his monthly transformations by moonlight; he learns to stay near his and emily's homestead))
theheadlessgroom · 4 months
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"I know, I know," he admitted with a small sigh: It was an extremely reckless thing to do, for him to have made a flying leap at Constance like that, to say nothing of him and his parents' plan to attack her with homemade crucifixes and stakes. There were so many ways their plan could have gone wrong, so many ways they could've failed...so many ways they could've been hurt-or worse...
"But...I just couldn't let you fight her on your own!" Randall insisted, as he took her hand to squeeze. "I...I just couldn't sit idly by, and neither could Ma or Pa! We had to take a risk, a...a gamble, because we were worried about you! We wanted to help you if we could, and I don't regret taking that risk for a second. And I'm sure if you asked my folks, they would tell you just the same."
In a way, he and his parents had the element of surprise on their side: He was sure Constance expected them to cower in the house, told to stay put by Emily...but he was also sure that, had Emily been (God forbid) killed by her, that Constance would've had no problem waiting the three mortals out-they'd have to leave the house at some point...
...and when they did, she'd be there.
"I know it was...a foolish thing to do," he admitted with a wry smile. "It was a big chance I took, but...I love you, Emily. I love you, and I don't want to lose you ever again. And if that meant putting my own life on the line to protect you, to give you a fighting chance to put that monster down for good...then so be it!"
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