#Clara reminder to call me when you’re on your way to work. I’m gonna shower but otherwise I’m around

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katara and short kings and knives and knights and kids and kids

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A La Nanita Nana

Pairing: Angel Reyes x black!reader

Summary: Based off this imagine

Warnings: Sweet, soft fluff and smut

A/N: Also listen to the song also inspired by this.

You had your friend, Ashley meet you at the clubhouse since you were already there dropping off lunch for the fellas. Last night she left her wallet in your car and she was coming to get it back.

Hearing her car pull up, you ran outside to see if she brought your favorite person with her. Ashley just took Luna out of her car seat when you made it outside.

“Ahhh, give me my godbaby!” You ran towards her with open arms with Angel following behind you.

Ashley scoffed as she handed you the baby. “Oh, hey nice to see you too,” she said sarcastically.

Waving her off you cooed at Luna. “Heifer, I just saw you last night and listened to you extensively go into detail how well Darren ate it from the back.”

Crossing her arms, Ashley pointed at Angel. “And I listened to you explain how Angel fucks you so good that he could do whatever he wants to you and you’ll say thank you.”

“EARMUFFS!” You covered Luna’s ears even though she was only a couple of months old and didn’t understand a word coming out of y’alls mouth.

Angel sneaked behind you and snaked his hands around your hips. “Aw, that’s what you think of me sweetheart?” He teased as he places a kiss on your cheek. He was backing away when Luna caught ahold of his beard and started giggling.

“Looks like someone has a crush on you, babe. Do you want to hold her?” You spun around towards him to give Luna to him.

Automatically, Angel was resistant to the idea. Luna look so fragile that if he even touched her the wrong way, he thought she would break. “Nah, I’m good. Don’t wanna hurt little mama.”

“Nonsense, Angel.” You began untangling her from your arms and put Luna in Angel’s. He looked to Ashley for approval and she nodded yes.

His nervousness was coming out in waves, but he looked like a natural with a baby in his arms. Recently, you’ve been thinking about having kids with Angel and now this visual was only fueling your dreams.

Angel was getting into the groove of things with holding little Luna, but she randomly started crying and Angel was freaking out. “I promise I didn’t do anything,” Angel swore to Ashley, thinking he did something wrong. Ashely assured him it was nothing he did, that babies cry for no reason all the time.

You took Luna from Angel and started rocking and singing her to sleep.

A la nanita nana

nanita ella, nanita ella

Mi niñ(a) tiene sueño

bendito sea, bendito sea

Angel’s eyes shot up to you as he heard your voice. He was surprised for multiple reasons. 1) he didn’t know you could sing, 2) he didn’t know you could speak Spanish, and 3) he hasn’t heard that song since EZ was a kid.

Fuentecita que corre

Clara y sonora

Ruiseñor que en la selva

Cantando y llora

Calla mientras la cuna

Se balancea

A la nanita nana

Nanita ella

EZ was walking by when he heard your voice and he stopped his tracks. Just like Angel he was stunned. “Is she, is she singing-”

“The lullaby mom used to sing for us?” Angel completed the sentence for his brother. “Yeah.” He sniffled, the tears slowly trying to escape.

As you calmed Luna down, Angel came to a realization. He was ready to have a family with you. Already he could see it: him coming home from the scrap yard, you cooking dinner pregnant with his son, and his daughter on the floor playing. His perfect little family.

EZ saw how Angel looked at you adoringly. For awhile he knew that you were the one for Angel and it looked like Angel was coming to that conclusion as well. “Guess I should get ready to be a tio.”

Angel wiped a tear away and gripped EZ’s shoulder. “Yeah, little bro get ready.”

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You just stepped out of the shower when Angel reached out to you and pulled you to the bed down with him.

“Querida, there’s been something on my mind.” Angel mumbled into your ear.

You looked up at him, palming his cheek taking in his serious tone. “What is it, Angel?”

“Seeing you with Luna today made me realize I want a baby with you. Will you give me a baby?” Angel asked nervously rubbing his hands up and down your hips.

Undoing your towel, you rolled on top of Angel. “I’ll give you all the babies you want.”  You reached behind and began stroking Angel’s already hardened length.

“Fuck! Be careful with saying shit like that to me, amor. I’ll keep you knocked up.” Angel sat up to kiss you, his hands wrapping in your hair.

Angel rolled you back, so he could be on top once again. Easily, he slid into you, no buildup needed. He stretched you out perfectly, pleasure mixed with a little bit of pain. His strokes soft and sensual, making you needy for more.

Your hands went to his ass to make him go deeper. “Angel, harder please,” your voice trembled.

“I’m trying to be romantic here,” he chuckled when you slapped his ass.

“Fuck romantic. Use me and fill me up like the little cum slut I am.” Usually, Angel was the dirty talker in the bedroom, but you had to give him some motivation to use you like you want.

Angel’s hips stuttered and his eyes darkened. He was always trying to break you out of your reluctancy to talk dirty with him. “Your wish is my command, querida.” His strokes became harder, but he kept up the sensuality. He leaned down, his lips hovering over yours telling you all the dirty things he’s gonna do to you throughout the night.

Soon, you started playing dirty. Your lips sucking all on Angel’s hot spots, you throwing back your own dirty words at him, and squeezing him tightly.

“Shit, Y/N! You want me to fill that tight little hole up already?”

“Yes, Angel, please!”

“Fucking cum slut. I’m fucking you like this all night long. Might as well get ready to call in at work tomorrow.”

A few more deep strokes and extra pressure from Angel’s rough fingers led to the most mind-blowing orgasm. Your legs literally shaked as Angel kept fucking you through your orgasmic high until he went into his.

As you caught your breath, Angel reached out to hold your hand, his other pushing back your hair clinging to your sweaty forehead. “I’m definitely fucking you some more tonight, but that’s the one. I just got you pregnant.” And it may seem silly, but you agreed with him as well.

*9 MONTHS LATER*

Angel’s voice and small little cries woke you up out of your sleep. “Aw shit, I’m not as good as this as your moms. Who the fuck am I kidding? I’m horrible at this, but we can’t have your mom waking up. It took a lot of her energy to bring you here today. So, please don’t cry when you hear this, preciosa.”

A la nanita nana

nanita ella, nanita ella

Mi niñ(a) tiene sueño

bendito sea, bendito sea

Angel’s voice was rough and a little bit offkey, but you smiled anyways. He was so nervous that he was going to be a horrible father, but you knew he had nothing to worry about.

You grabbed your phone to get a video and snap a couple of pictures. The sight of Angel holding your and his little girl with the moonlight illuminating them was breathtaking and needed to be captured. It would be a reminder for Angel if he ever doubted his parenting skills.

You thought you were gonna get away with capturing the moment until your phone clattered against the counter. “Mi dulce, you’re supposed to be asleep. Did I wake you?” He whispered, careful not to arouse little Marisol, but still very much concerned for you.

“Yes, but I’m glad you did or otherwise I would’ve missed your singing.” You reached out for him to take his seat back next to you.

Angel obliged but sat on the bed with you. “I’m sorry.” He kissed your forehead and put Marisol in your arms.

“Don’t be. I loved every second of it.” You kissed him back.

Marisol began getting a little antsy again and started crying once more. “Can I sing it with you this time?” You looked up to Angel while rocking your baby girl.

“Of course.” Angel agreed, loving to hear you sing any chance he could get.

A la nanita nana

nanita ella, nanita ella

Mi niñ(a) tiene sueño

bendito sea, bendito sea

Fuentecita que corre

Clara y sonora

Ruiseñor que en la selva

Cantando y llora

Calla mientras la cuna

Se balancea

A la nanita nana

Nanita ella

The rough timber of Angel’s voice combined with your velvety smooth voice got Marisol to calm down and back to sleep in no time. And just like that the two of you vowed to keep this little nightly tradition up as much as you could.

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Our last winter, 27/31

► Our last winter - Human!Ninth Doctor/Rose Tyler. ► Written for @doctorroseprompts 31 days of ficmas. Day 27: Scarf. ► AU Verse, Teen. ► 1,511 words. ► A/N: This is a prequelle to Ghost of you.

“Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is time for home.” - Edith Sitwell.

They had spent all day in the kitchen getting everything ready. Rose had done all the cooking part while he was checking the alcohol and preparing the table. He was kinda proud of his work, especially since it wasn’t in his skills to make festive tables. He had just watched those stupid telly shows about the perfect way to make a dinner and to decorate your table and welcome your guests. Rose loved watching those things whenever she had nothing else to do and she had a better sense of arts than he did. This table, she had imagined it and told him about it. There was no plan made. He did it all according to what she had told him. So, when she came out of the kitchen to check what he had done, she was very happy to see that he was listening to her and making her wishes come true.

The table was all in red and silver with baubles and candles and snow globes. There were also small flashing gifts and flakes were elegantly slaloming between the plates and glasses and cutlery. More would have been too much. It was just perfect and she was very happy with his work. She dropped a kiss on his cheek and hugged him tight. She smelt like the onions, potatoes and vegetables she had been preparing to eat with the turkey. It was making his water and he didn’t know if it was the food or his wife that he wanted the most. In both cases, it would be a no. The food was for dinner and a quickie was out of question because they were late and they still needed to shower and get dressed before their guests started arriving. It would be for later. Maybe. If they weren’t too drunk or too tired. If no one was staying for the night.

  “What do you think of my work?”

“You’ve done very well, honey.”

  Maxence reached for the switch and lowered the intensity of the light for the room to be on the dim mode. It was adding a little bonus to the atmosphere of the room. It made the Christmas fairy lights shining brighter. It was very festive.

  “I’m pretty proud of it too.”

  They hadn’t spoken again about the so-called virus that Rose had evoked last night. They couldn’t do anything without a confirmation from the sanitary authorities. They couldn’t do anything until Harvey asked them to. If there really was something to work on, he hoped he would be in the assigned team. Just out of curiosity.

  “You see, I’ve always told you that I would make something of you.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“I’m a real man, me, Rose. I don’t do domestics. Don’t count on me for cooking and decorating and settling down in a nice little home.”

“I never said that!”

“Oh, yes, you did!”

  He was denying just because he was too proud to admit that it was true. He had said that. Not that clearly, but he had said it. He wasn’t a man to be married, to have kids and live the life he was living now. She had made him change so deeply. He was a totally different man from the one he was around twenty years ago.

  “I really want you now,” he whispered sensually in her ear.

  His hand found her bottom and he squeezed her thigh so she wouldn’t be mistaken about his real intentions. As if there was a way for her to be mistaken with his dirty mind. She grabbed his hand and pushed it away.

  “No time for that. You’re going to the shower first.”

“How…”

“Do I have to do everything? You open your wardrobe and you pick your outfit.”

“What about you?”

“Surprise.”

“Is that one of the dress we’ve bought earlier this month?”

“I said you’d see.”

  She didn’t want to spoil the surprise to him. When he would see her, he would want her more than he did at the moment. She was doing it on purpose. The only person she wanted to be beautiful for was him. She never wanted him to stop seeing how beautiful she was. It was a fear she had, that one day she wouldn’t be the most beautiful person of the universe for him. Many couples that were growing old together were splitting up because they didn’t look like they used to.

Maxence finally compelled to her wish and went to the bathroom. He opted for classic black pants and a red shirt with a chest pocket. He didn’t pull on a tie, nor a belt. He hated belts. He preferred putting on a pair of white braces. He was matching the colours of the table he had prepared earlier. Christmas colours.

Rose made it a complete surprise. She didn’t let him see her clothes or let him come inside the bathroom while she was taking care of herself. He was pacing around the flat, frustrated. The guests weren’t there yet and he had already prepared the pre-dinner biscuits and drinks. All the gifts were gathered under the Christmas tree and the clock reached seven. Tegan was the first one to ring the intercom. It was the first time he was celebrating Christmas and he was doing it with people he admired so he was quite nervous. He had brought a bottle of wine and a bunch of flowers because he didn’t want to come empty handed. Maxence welcomed him with a grin and put him at ease. This man really needed to relax and enjoy life a bit more. It would only do him some good. You only live once like they said.

Rose came out of the bathroom just when Liv and Clara were ringing. Maxence regretted that they weren’t alone because she looked absolutely stunning in this old-fashion black and burgundy dress leaving her shoulders bare and her hair loosely up on a complicated plaited bun with burgundy fake flowers. His heart stopped and Clara tapped his chin, laughing.

  “Close your mouth, doctor, your jaw will touch the ground.”

“You’re beautiful.”

  His voice was barely a murmur because of how stunned he was by his wife’s looks. She blushed and giggled shyly. She knew it was gonna please him.

  “Don’t mock me.”

“Considering…”

“Considering what?”

  Her tone was slightly threatening him to slap him if he was daring saying anything too mean to her. For a genius, he could sometimes be really stupid.

  “That you’re already my wife.”

  He grinned brightly at her and she blushed harder. If she hadn’t been his wife already, he would have been jealous. She was so beautiful tonight that he felt himself falling in love with her all over again. He would have fought whoever who would have looked at her. She was his.

He managed to control himself all along the dinner. They were all having fun and Rose’s cooking was delighting them all. They all were making sure that Tegan was feeling good among them, that he was fitting in their group of broken people that had had the chance of finding each other. He was. Just like everyone else, they were laughing and eating and joking. A group of friends on a special day. A family.

Midnight rang. It was time to open the gift and Maxence eagerly rushed to the Christmas tree. He started distributing the gift to everyone. He had one for everyone one of his friends and several for his Rose. The living-room was full of torn papers and exclamations of joy as they were opening their presents. Rose’s first one was a scarf. A beautiful rainbow coloured and woollen scarf signed Paul Smith. He had bought it a long time ago, when she had admitted that she wanted a new fancy scarf. She immediately wrapped it around her neck and buried her face into it.

  “You haven’t forgotten!”

“Never. I thought this one would be nice for you.”

“I really like it.” She smiled and kissed his cheek. “Thanks, honey.”

  She really loved this gift and the others that came after – jewels, books, clothes. As usual, Maxence had done things well for her gifts and so had she for his. He wasn’t very hard to please. Everything that could help him improving his skills in any field he was passionate of or remind him of good times he had shared with his friends was pleasing him and making him happy. But the most beautiful gift he could have every day was her smile. Christmases, birthdays, it didn’t matter what day it was. He just needed to see her smile to fell fully happy. He filled the flutes with champagne and raised his glass.

  “To this year and many more together.”

“To our friendship.”

“To our family.”

  They clank glasses to this, to their small family that was all gathered tonight for what would probably the last time in a while. Rose’s bad feeling was coming true as they were all enjoying life to the fullest…

Our last winter © | 2018 | Tous droits réservés.

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Castle Season 8

The final season, the final post. If you want to read through the whole thing, here you go.

8x01 XY: “Oh my God, this is so beautiful.” Yeah and you’re touching it with your cake fingers. Rock paper scissors is Knife Gun Kevlar :D Jenny is pregnant again :) “Alexis, you can’t just... You solved four cases?! That’s more than I have.” “I know. Step your game up.” lol We meet Hayley Shipton :’)  Beckett is hurt and missing again, ugh. And then she’s visiting Bracken in prison. Castle is abducted, too. Oh my God, the spiders in the box scared me big time. I can’t watch this. “Okay, I might puke” yeah same. It’s so gross, I’m so scared. Alexis storms in on Hayley’s interrogation, she’s clearly been crying. Aww bb:( As if the spiders weren’t bad enough, he’s putting a plastic bag full of spiders over his head. They find him and Alexis is so relieved, she was freaking out. “When you disappeared last year. I thought you were dead, for two months.” :( Vikram is mentioned. The shooting at the precinct is pretty emotional (I’m looking for a specific word but I can’t find it). Castle just grabs Alexis and hides behind a desk with her, shielding her, keeping her head down, protecting her. <3

8x02 XX: I like the idea of showing us an episode through two different perspectives. “You can call me Rita, Castle’s step-mother”. Now that’s new. So, Beckett got shot. How come her wound is long like from a knife instead of a bullet hole? LokSat is brought up. “Beckett is family” aww <3 Bracken is killed in prison. Something’s wrong with Beckett’s hair. Aw it’s the return of the Smorelet. And then it gets really sad and weird when Beckett tells Castle about having to leave, having to do that on her own, that he should trust her, blahblah. 

8x03 PhDead: Hi Lucy! I’m confused about Beckett’s hair again. It looks wrong. But wasn’t it that she wore a wig during season 8 because she had cut her hair or something? But I remember thinking that I didn’t notice the wig, that her hair looked just fine, but now it doesn’t? omg that’s Bryce from 13 Reasons Why. And he’s flirting with Alexis aka Clara omg. “Castle, go home. You’re drunk.” Did I mention that I miss Gates? I miss her “Mister Castle!” expression, I miss her. I like the bubbles tradition :’)

8x04 What Lies Beneath: Aw man, not the pretty mosaic window. lol Ryan and Esposito making a cross in sync. “Former altar boys”. Castle hugging Esposito for no real reason - I’ll be disappointed if he didn’t plant some kind of bug or tracker on him. “Did you put that tracker on me when you gave me that awkward hug?” ah yes. That poor computer. What’s with the Vulcan Simmons case, I don’t understand.

8x05 The Nose: “You always smell so pretty. ... Captain.” I kinda hate that Ryan didn’t pass his Sergeant exam when he’s the one that needed it so badly with baby #2 on the way. The intro always kinda freaks me out cause it’s a lot louder than last season and it always comes so unexpected. “You shot me in the ass.” Assposito though. “Shoot me in the ass. Come on. Do it right now, shoot me in the ass.” I’m dying of second hand embarrassment. They are behaving awfully. They are acting like immature brats. It’s awful, I hate this.

8x06 Cool Boys: Um hey there Slaughter? “Wow, you grew up nice.” ewww Slaughter, stop looking at Alexis like that. Elvez and Lucky Charms though omfg. Castle and Slaughter ‘singing’ was so weird. Beckett was absent during the whole episode. Did I miss the explanation for that or...?

8x07 The Last Seduction: Ryan and Espo are seeing a therapist together. It’s hilarious but it’s ridiculous that the ass thing is still a thing. The.. notepad stopped the bullet that Ryan took to save Espo? Like, okay. Beckett brought dinner, I hope they actually ate that before making out. Like, I’m too ace for this shit.

8x08 Mr. & Mrs. Castle: Hayley and Alexis fist bumping is gold. Castle dancing though.

8x09 Tone Death: A murder at Martha’s work place, a colleague or the like. Honestly, I don’t understand the sudden change of Beckett letting Castle in now. Like, what changed? That singing performance really makes me miss Glee. Omfg the intro. Awww Hooked on a feeling. Sing off with Espo was great. It’s weird that Ryan and Esposito don’t figure out Castle and Beckett’s game though. Like, it’s so obvious at the end.

8x10 Witness for the Prosecution: Has it ever occured to them that maybe she didn’t kill Sadie after all?! Ugh Castle’s secret “I love you” nose scratch is so annoying. I’m clearly not in the mood for this episode. Castle is always promising people to name a character in his next book after them. Like, man I hope you’re including enough characters because you promised SO many people already. That poor girl. Her mother was killed by her own father, thus she lost both her parents.

8x11 Dead Red: The scene with Castle showing Martha and Alexis his baby shower gifts for Jenny and Ryan is great. I love how Alexis predicted everything he was gonna give them right ;) Castle’s stepmother is there again.

8x12 The Blame Game: I love how Castle just crashes Alexis and Martha’s coffee date and he’s all secrecy about something and says “I can’t tell you” and Alexis just goes “okay” and keeps the conversation with Martha going. Aaah Castle wakes up in that school classroom. Love that episode, the game was great. It’s just a bit weird how the killer almost kills himself and is only saved because Castle was smart enough to figure it out. Like, that was such a risky move? Oh look, there’s Nina Holiday from RandI. “I can’t leave you alone for five minutes.” “Does that mean no hug?” <3

8x13 And Justice For All: Hi Perlmutter. still don’t like your beard. He... has an identical twin brother called Edgar? And he wants to set him up with Beckett now that she’s “broken up” with Castle? lol I wanna see that. ... Your good brother Edgar, huh. Castle speaking French though. “And you [immigrants] are the ones that make this country great” I’m crying.

8x14 The G.D.S.: “You are a bad influence.” “Thank you.” Hayley and Alexis are so great together. OH MY GOD THAT’S THE GUY THAT’S HIM. The intro sound is different. DId Hayley just say “Oh God, have mercy”?!?!?!? “I adore your daughter”. “I am your father. And from the day you came into this world it's been my job to protect you.” <3 Castle knew about LokSat when he was missing, like during that time.

8x15 Fidelis Ad Mortem: “For Richard. Without your constant stumbles in life the advice in this book would not have been possible.” I love how he got excited for that tiny moment. I’m already not interested in the case, I don’t like the feel of the episode. I like the blonde recruit. Her look reminds me of Shay <3 “I need time to process this” ugh it feels like we’re running in circles. The episode doesn’t feel right. The atmosphere is not right. It doesn’t feel like a Castle episode.

8x16 Heartbreaker: Move, bitch,g et out of the way, get out of the way, bitch, move, bitch. Lucy cockblocking Caskett though. 15 minutes in, I don’t like the feeling of the episode. Oh Javi, that “Let me take a shower” stunt is so old, I can’t believe you fell for it. She’s..t he love of his life? Lucy is Linus now.

8x17 Death Wish: I love it when stuff like that happens :D like, the killer is about to cut off the victim’s head and then we switch to Castle slicing a melon :D There’s this mysterious woman that disappears all the time. Like, Castle turns away for a second and she’s gone. The genie thing is a bit silly, and not in a fun way. Awww Jenny is having their baby :’) The baby’s name is Nicholas Javier :’) Awww :’) It’s Javier after all, like he said way back when. The ‘complications’ really weren’t necessary though. Like, they didn’t even do anything with that. Just “there are some complications” and then twenty seconds later it’s all good again. Also, couldn’t they at least have one normal delivery? 

8x18 Backstabber: Hayley, what the hell is going on. The tension between Alexis and Hayley is great. “or to your daughter” omg it always gets so intense when other people bring up Alexis. I loved the Alexis/Hayley scenes which is why I made a gifset about that way back when: http://tallskinnyvanillalatte.tumblr.com/post/143532179493/alexis-castle-and-hayley-shipton-in-8x18 

8x19 Dead Again: It’s so weird when the dead guy (who had been poisoned with some deadly poison) is alive again. Then the guy dies again. Only to rise from the dead two minutes later. It’s so weird and not in a good way. Also, Castle is so annoying with him trying to test the guy for super powers. The guy is shot and dead. But wakes up again? It’s so weird and annoying.

8x20 Much Ado About Murder: I’m too tired to focus on this episode properly. Castle is abducted.. again. “He [Castle] must be suffering” and then we cut to Castle laughing his ass off. Awww hey Jenny. “Uncle Javi” I’M DYING. That scene was too adorable.

8x21 Hell to Pay: Second to last episode... The man with the axe, that could’ve been such an intense scene but nah. The title card is different again, for the last time? Nathan Filion looks thinner in this episode. Beckett scaring off Castle is too great though. Awww Alexis and Hayley are having a movie night with pizza and beer. lol Hayley wants to watch a horror movie at the place where they were surprised by the axe man (I keep typing ‘ace’ instead of ‘axe’ - and I just did it again).

8x22 Crossfire: He we go, series finale. “In case anything goes wrong...” “I will get Martha and Alexis here and I will protect them, you have my word.” <3 The moment when Castle gets into the cab and the song from at the beginning starts playing and you see the driver is the killer. The “truth time” scene that I also giffed is so intense and heart breaking. The way Castle wants to say ‘no’ but can’t and is crying... And how devastated he is. I really don’t like all the shooting in this episode. The way they took down LokSat was so weird. So you seriously mean to tell me that Lanie got a full five-seconds of screentime in the series finale. And then Castle and Beckett are both shot but it’s not even explained? We just jump ahead a few years and there they are with children? Like, how did they survive? God there’s so many plotholes in this.

Well, now I’m done. I miss what the show was in the early seasons. Like,t hat whole comedy, the domestic Castle aspect. 

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How Would You Feel

Volume: 1.

Number of parts: 21 / ?.

Pairings: Human!Nine x Rose.

Synopsis: "Maxence wondered if Tenny’s instructions had been followed. For the visits, it seemed to be good. Clara Oswald had been allowed to see Rose and to stay with her for a while. And Maxence really hoped that they had given her the rest of the good food. At least, she had biscuits if they didn’t. Well, Maxence hadn’t been awake all that time but Tenny had told him everything. Maxence had wanted to call but he was too tired to do so."

“The past is a great place and I don't want to erase it or to regret it, but I don't want to be its prisoner either.” - Mick Jagger.

CHAPTER 21: PRISONER

Donna remained silent for a long moment, which was pretty unusual of her, but she understood that Maxence wasn’t feeling good enough to hear her insisting on him talking to someone or to hear her telling him how her day went. Even if he usually liked her telling him how the day went at school. Maybe he should go with her one day and spend some hours with those little kids. Maybe it would help him get better. But not now. He didn’t feel like this. Being there, in Donna’s arms, was enough for now. He was even a bit better now. After a long moment, he finally talked again. Tenny wasn’t back yet. “The bath might be a good idea.” Donna jumped a bit. She had thought that he was asleep once again, but he wasn’t obviously. “Yeah?” “And you could shave me.” “I’d love that.” She smiled softly and got up slowly. She walked to the bathroom and started filling the tub with water – their flat had the advantage of having both a shower and a tub. She got clean pyjamas and socks ready. Tenny came back in the meanwhile. Maxence had sat up on the edge of the bed. He walked to the bathroom and locked himself in it with Donna. He undressed himself and slipped into the warm water. Donna came in the water with him. They washed each other’s body slowly, enjoying that moment. And since Maxence seemed to really relax in the bath and feel much better, they decided to have a quickie while Tenny was taking care of the dinner according to the noises they could hear and the good scents they could smell.

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Rose and Clara remained silent for a few minutes, simply cuddling with one another. Rose studied her best friend with soft eyes and lovingly stroked her face. She wanted to carve every detail of her best friend’s face in her memory. Just in case they wouldn’t allow her to come back, just in case Rose had to stay longer than expected in that hell. “I love you, Clara. Like a sister. And I never wanna lose you,” she murmured, nuzzling her gently. “I love you the same way, Rose. And I’m very blessed to have you in my life. I hope to never lose you ever again like this.” Rose’s hand moved up and down her back, trying to help Clara relax in the tense environment. The brunette relaxed at her friend’s touch and smiled softly. She cuddled into the blonde, not realizing how much she had missed her touch during those five years. “Do you think your therapist will be okay? He didn’t seem very well when I’ve heard him through the phone.” “Of course. He’s got a great family to support him. He’s got great friends to help him get better. He’s in good hands. He’ll be well taken care of and he will be back here in a few days to continue his work with me. He promised me a lot of things. And he’s gonna keep those promises.” Rose knew that Maxence would be okay. It would just take some time. Rose felt relaxed. She felt content. She missed feeling like this. She hadn’t felt like that since her mother had visited her a few days ago. “I’m glad to see you’re relaxed, Rose.” “You are very relaxed too. But you can’t be falling asleep here, Clare bear.” Clare bear was an old nickname Rose had found for Clara when they were in elementary school. She hadn’t used it in a long time, and it made Clara smile to hear it again. Rose had changed, but there were things that still remained the same. Thankfully. The two women remained cuddled on the bed, occasionally talking in soft voices. Rose had moved up against the wall so she wasn’t hunching over so much, but Clara was helping her relax and she was glad to have her there. She was very thankful for her. Clara never seemed to ever leave her side whatever happened in their lives. She seemed to never want to do so. Clara loved Rose like the sister she never had. She could never leave her. She had always been there for her. They had made promises to each other throughout the years of their friendship and none of them intended on breaking them. “What are you thinking about, Rose?” Clara asked quietly. She was the first to break the quietness of the room they were both enjoying. Usually, Rose hated the silence. Especially now that she had been stuck in that place for so long for no one to talk to. But being there with her best friend was making everything different. The silence felt good for once. So when Clara talked, Rose flinched because she hadn’t expected it. “Nothing in particular. I’m just thinking about how much I’m enjoying this time with you and how much I’ve missed holding my best friend. And about how much I miss being outside of this place. And how much I miss the outdoors. But those are just little side thoughts. I’m mostly thinking about you and my mum and Mr. Spitz.” Rose and Clara talked a little more before the blonde took a quick shower and ate a biscuit. Then, she cuddled with Clara again on the bed. She was happy to have some company there with her to take away her loneliness for the evening. She hated being alone. She hated feeling lonely. “Thank you. For coming to see me.” “No need to thank me. I’ve wanted to see you for years.” Rose pulled the blanket around them as they were back in their original cuddling position; Rose holding Clara in her lap and Clara with her arms tightly around Rose’s thin body. They didn’t feel like moving or talking more. Just being together was enough for the both of them. Sometimes, they would talk about an old memory and occasionally laugh. Sometimes, they would just sit there and admire each other’s beauty, though Rose didn’t think she was beautiful at all anymore. She was thin and malnourished. She was sick, in a way. The idea of Clara having to leave soon enough was keeping a hint of sadness into her heart, but she didn’t say a thing about it so she wouldn’t spoil their moment. She just wanted to have someone there and she just wanted to have someone to talk to and keep her company. Someone to help take her mind off of things. Rose wished that Clara could stay the night with her, but that couldn’t happen unfortunately. That was forbidden by the rules. It was the same in every psychiatric hospital most likely. Thankfully, she would have Liv to keep an eye on her on the next day so it wouldn’t be so bad. She would get to be with her new friend for a bit. She would have to warn her about Nash being on her tail. She would try and keep her safe the best she could. Despite the situation she was in. Rose smiled at an image that suddenly appeared in her mind during another round of silence between herself and the brunette in her lap. Clara raised an eyebrow. “Why are you smiling?” “Because of something that just came in my mind,” explained Rose. “An image. Doctor Spitz seems to be doing much better now. He’s with his girlfriend and he’s getting ready for bed. The Wolf can check in on people I like. I never knew this until now. The Wolf never showed me that it could do that. It sensed our worry for him, the Wolf did.” “That’s super cool,” exclaimed Clara, grinning. “I’m glad to hear that he’s okay. That is a cool superpower!”

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Maxence and Donna remained in the bath for a long moment, occasionally adding hot water so they wouldn’t get cold. Donna was so glad to feel her Maxence finally fully relaxed and feeling much better. He wasn’t even trembling anymore. His fever was down, and he had told her that his headache and nausea were gone. She was suspecting a lie for the headache, but she didn’t say a thing and just watched him. He was so handsome, laying there, in the tub, his eyes slightly shut and his arms around her as she was pressed against his chest. She was tracing the word on his bicep, wondering what a Dalek could possibly be, and when he shivered, she decided that it was time for them to get out of the bath before he got another cold. They both dried themselves off and pulled on their pyjamas and socks. She cleaned his glasses and put them back on his nose. He smiled softly at her and sat down on the toilet. A few minutes later, she was slowly and methodically shaving his almost full beard, making her best not to cut him. And when she was done, when he was perfectly shaved, she put some after shave on him and they both walked out of the bathroom. They went to the kitchen. Tenny smiled at them. “Looks like my brother is feeling much better!” “Indeed. I should never underestimate the power of a good hot bath.” And of the wonderful hands of his lovely girlfriend. But that wasn’t something he was gonna say out loud or Donna would always boast around about it and remind him of it whenever she would get something from him. “The dinner’s ready. If you’re hungry, you just have to sit down.” The table was already laid and the perfumed steam escaping from the platters made Maxence’s stomach growled. Of course, he was hungry. He always was. He sat down at the table with his girlfriend and his brother and the three of them shared the meal before they all cuddled up on the couch to watch a movie. Tenny was the first to go to sleep before the movie was even done. He was tired and had to get up early the next morning since he was working. He kissed them both goodnight before going into the guest bedroom. He was thankful of Donna for insisting for him to stay. He didn’t know if he would have handled the solitude of his flat after he had seen the mental hospital, after he had met and talked to Rose Tyler. The girl – well, her condition in that place – had shaken him to say the least and he was glad that he could have stayed around his family to spend the night. It was reassuring him. And on the next morning, he would leave a note for Maxence to keep an eye on his wound and to call him if anything. Maxence started dozing off before the end of the movie. He was totally relaxed and Donna stroking his back was soothing him. Plus, and he was too tired to realise how weird it was, his mind was filled with images of Rose Tyler in her room with a brunette. A Rose Tyler who seemed happy and relaxed with a friend of hers breaking her silence and solitude. He smiled to himself at the scene. It was comforting to know that his patient was doing better thanks to his promises and acts. Well, the brunette’s visit was Tenny’s doing and promise but still. It was good to see her so fine after what she had been through. Donna forced him to go to bed and followed him a few minutes later. They watched the end of the movie together and she turned everything off for them to sleep. But there was one more question she wanted to ask. “What are you gonna do tomorrow?” “I don’t know yet,” he replied sleepily. “Haven’t thought about.” “I might have an idea for you.” She murmured something into his ear. Something that made him smile. Of course it was a great idea. So great that it kept his mind busy, and kept his monsters away when he finally gave in to the sleep. Maxence wondered if Tenny's instructions had been followed. For the visits, it seemed to be good. Clara Oswald had been allowed to see Rose and to stay with her for a while. And Maxence really hoped that they had given her the rest of the good food. At least, she had biscuits if they didn’t. Well, Maxence hadn’t been awake all that time but Tenny had told him everything. Maxence had wanted to call but he was too tired to do so. He didn’t know that Tenny had called before he went to bed to make sure they would remember the instructions he had given. They had listened to him obviously, but he had noticed that the nurse on the desk seemed preoccupied. And Tenny surely didn’t know that their boss, Nash, was missing. They hadn’t seen her for hours. Maxence didn’t know it either and his mind was so peaceful it was feeling strange but at least, he could sleep and his nightmares weren’t disturbing him at the moment. Good. He didn’t feel like waking up yelling in the middle of the night, nor have to explain Donna that his shadow was talking to him and telling him such terrible things. She wouldn’t believe it and worse, she might send it to another therapist to talk about it. But no one could understand it. No one but Rose. So he slept deeply, peacefully, and dreamed about how the next day would be. A good one. He would have a lot of things to do but that didn’t bother him. As long as it kept his mind busy, it didn’t matter. And it would make some people happy so he couldn’t refuse the mission he was given. He would fulfil it, and he would do it very well.

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Alex knew exactly why Nash was missing. She and Nash had had a little talk after Maxence spread a rumour about her and Nash was currently locked away in the yellow room, tied up tight to the table. She wouldn’t go anywhere for a while to say the least. Alex had even electrocuted her a few times just for the hell of it. She had ruined Nash’s office and even found something really interesting. Files about Maxence Spitz. He had been there before. He had stayed there as a patient, and he was linked to Rose Tyler in a very big way. Alex had hidden the files though. She would keep the secret for herself for now. She had hidden them in her car, and no one would be finding them unless she decided to let them know about it. Maybe she would let Liv see them since she was so close to Maxence and Rose. She would have a better understanding of the situation if she knew about it all. She had to let her see them before she was fired. Alex knew she would be sacked for sure after the argument she had with Nash and the attack on her. But she didn’t care. She would enjoy messing with Nash while she could because she was locked in the yellow room. And Alex had the key. The only key to that room. Plus, Nash was gagged. No one would be hearing a peep out of her for a while.

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Nash hadn’t seen it coming. Not at all. She had gone straight to Alex after Maxence Spitz had told her that she was saying things about her. They had argued and Alex had finally punched her in the face. She hadn’t said anything and was tired of those accusations. But Nash hadn’t seen it coming and when she had woken up, she was feeling too much in a haze and assumed that she had been drugged. But that was not the worst. When she had been able to focus again, she had realised that she was in the yellow room. The same yellow room she had locked Maxence in a few days earlier. She was firmly tied and gagged, meaning she couldn’t run away and she couldn’t scream. Meaning she was stuck there for as long as Alex would want to keep her here. Oh, she had tried to run away and to escape and to scream when Alex had started electrocuting her. It freaking hurt! She had glared and threatened her and struggled against the restraints but there was nothing to do and when Alex had told her that she had ruined her and found some interesting things, Nash had frozen. Her biggest secrets were hidden there. The biggest of the biggest was Maxence’s records and what had been done to him all along his stay into that mental hospital. But no one knew except her and one or two nurses that were there when he had been locked in his cell. She had told no one and didn’t want anyone to know anyway but if Alex knew… That secret must not be repeated, and certainly not to Maxence Spitz. If he knew about what had happened to him, they were all screwed up. And that mustn’t happen. So Nash had to find a way out of there. She had to reduce Alex to silence. Nash had taken advantage of the few moments Alex was gone to keep struggling against her restraints and trying to get away from her before she started electrocuting her again. The woman had gone mad in a minute, and she couldn’t understand how that could have happened. Alex should be the one tied down there, not Nash. She was everyone’s superior there and everyone feared and obeyed her. That’s how it had been for years, and suddenly, Alex had gone bonkers and was locking her in her own hospital, in her own room of torture. That was definitely not how it was supposed to work. The restraints created cuts in her skin, making her bleed while she was struggling and the gag was half suffocating her. She now understood what her patients had felt every time she had locked them down here, why they looked so terrified whenever the yellow room was evoked. It was because how tiny and powerless they were when they were tied down to that cold and uncomfortable table, because of the unbearable pain they were feeling when she switched the electricity on, when the electrical shocks ran through their body shaking them with uncontrollable spams and creating bad damages in their brain. And the pain and trembling never really stopped even hours after it was done, as if the body was full of static electricity that was repeating the process of the electrocution. Terrifying and terribly efficient to erase someone’s memory too. It didn’t work on Rose Tyler, but it worked pretty well on Maxence Spitz, and Nash was well placed to know it since she had given him that treatment just a few days ago. And now there she was. She first froze when she heard the door being unlocked and struggled harder when she saw Alex locking it behind her, when she saw the smirk. That bitch was gonna pay for it the hard way.

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Alex was tired of the accusations said against her. She might be mean to Rose, but she didn’t spread rumours. She wasn’t like that. Not at all. She didn’t think it was cool. To get rid of Nash, Alex had taken her to the only room she thought of. The yellow room. She had watched Nash wake up. She had watched as she realized she was in the yellow room. The look on her face was something Alex would never forget. It made her laugh actually. She now was in control and she wouldn’t let it go so easily. She made sure Nash was tied down real tight. She wouldn’t be moving at all for a long moment. She couldn’t run and couldn’t scream. Meaning Alex could do whatever she wanted to do to her, and she had already started her fun. She was gonna keep Nash there for a bit. She made it did hurt for Nash to understand what her patients were going through, but that wouldn’t be the last time Nash would be electrocuted. Not in Alex’s agenda. She wasn’t afraid of Nash’s threats. She couldn’t do anything while she was tied down and more vulnerable than ever. Alex could kill her if she wanted. She remembered the look on her face when she said she had gone in her office and destroyed it, when she admitted that she had found her biggest secret. She hadn’t told her what she had found of course. That would have been stupid of her. It wouldn’t be easy for Nash to find her way out of there. Alex was gonna repeat her little secret before she could get out of here. They would be screwed in no time. Alex decided to go check in on Nash. So, she unlocked the door to the yellow room, making sure no one was around. She locked the door behind her after she got in and smirked at Nash. Alex knew how electrocuting someone like that could make them go mad. But hey, Nash deserved it. She had electrocuted a lot of patients down there and Alex was gonna make sure that Nash got to experience that real good. She would make sure that Nash knew what it felt like. Alex smirked more as she saw Nash froze and put the key in her pocket once she was sure that the door was locked. She checked her restraints briefly, pressing down roughly on what cuts she could see. “Enjoying your stay down here? Now you know what your patients feel like when you would tie them down, how powerless they feel. The pain they go through. Or maybe you don’t know. Maybe you need another round. Maybe more intense than the first?” The first round had been pretty intense enough. Alex made sure the gag was still secure in Nash’s mouth and tightened the restraints just a little more. Not enough to cut off circulation, of course. She was just having too much fun right now, torturing that bitch of a boss. No, Nash didn't enjoy her stay there. She didn’t enjoy it at all and that was why she was fighting so hard to get out of the restraints. She indeed knew what her patients felt like now and she didn’t understand why it bothered Alex so much. Sure, she hadn’t done that to anyone before. Nash was her first try and it was surprising to see how well she was doing with the stuff. Usually, only the three or four people who were working there for over ten years knew how to work in that room. And only they knew that the room needed to be cleaned after every use because the patients always ended up doing their business on themselves when the muscles relaxed. Oh, how many times they had had to clean it after Maxence Spitz’s therapy. He was probably the person who had spent the most time here. More time there than in his actual cell. However, no one knew, and she hoped that no one would ever know. If Alex had found about that secret, it was better if she didn’t tell anyone. She didn’t know what Maxence Spitz was capable of. She had absolutely no idea of how much powerful he was. It wasn’t even mentioned into the record because no one could tell what that power was, nor measure it. He ignored it himself, but Nash had – voluntarily – woken up the Wolf when she had last taken him down there. She had done it on purpose though, and he would definitely need her help to turn it off again if it became uncontrollable. And she would not be able to help him if she was stuck there and turned into a vegetable. That would be real disaster to leave him without the control she could have on him. Nash’s eyes grew big when she realised what she was about to suffer from, causing the other women to chuckle. Alex didn’t seem like she was gonna stop in any way. When had she become so frightening and evil? Alex was half and half on violence. There were times when she totally thought violence was the only answer. There were other times where she thought violence wasn’t the answer at all. With these patients, violence wasn’t the answer. But Nash used that as an answer anyway. So Alex thought it was totally reasonable to use violence as a payback to Nash to make her experience what hell those people went through. She would clean the room when she was done. She would have to clean up the blood and stuff anyway. She was still deciding whether or not to turn Nash into a vegetable. She turned on the machine. “I bet you’ll never use that room again. Will you, Nash?” Alex smirked and turned it up a couple notches. Nash would indeed never see the room with the same eyes anymore, but she didn’t know if she wouldn’t use it anymore. Not for a while though. She would wait a long moment before using it again. Well, if she managed to get out of there alive and almost unharmed. There was no way she could get out of there unharmed. She was aware of it. Just by looking into Alex’s mad eyes, she knew she wasn’t gonna get out of there alive. If she did manage to get out of there at all. Which seemed highly compromised for now. She might have had a chance when the restraints weren’t so tight. But now she had no chance to if no one helped her out. The restraints were so tight now she could barely breathe. But Alex didn’t care at all. She was too busy enjoying her revenge. A revenge Nash didn’t understand since she had almost always been good to Alex. She had trained her to the job and showed her how to be firm with the patients. She had taught her almost everything and now she was getting all that knowledge against her? Unbelievable. And for what? Because they had argued about what Maxence Spitz had said? Oh, Nash hated Maxence Spitz. She always had, but she loved the power sleeping in his head. The same power was sleeping in Rose’s head but she was tougher and unable to manipulate as easily so Nash couldn’t lay any hand on the power she had. It was easier to work on Maxence, and when he had run away from there with no memories at all from ever being in that hospital she had thought that she had lost him forever. But he had come back, as if something was attracting him there like a magnet. Maybe his Wolf, looking for its other half that was in Rose’s mind. He had never told her even when she had taken him down in that yellow room she was currently in. Nash swallowed as she heard the notches being turned. Soon enough the electricity would run through her body again and she would be left unable to think and unable to move. She hated that, but there was nothing she could do right now against it. Maybe Alex would make a deal with Nash because of how good she had been to her in the past. There maybe was a deal she would accept. If Nash didn’t say anything about that. Alex could choose not say anything about the secrets she had found in Nash’s office, but she wasn’t sure yet if she wanted to do that. Alex turned the final notch for the electricity to run through Nash. Nash couldn’t do anything about what was about to happen. She had to take it and deal with it. Nash froze when she heard the last notch being turned and the electricity ran through her head before it continued its trail to the rest of her body. While facing such a pain, her body had the reaction to arch and struggle. The sudden shock caused her to try and yell but the gag was still tight in her mouth. It was even getting suffocating. She didn’t feel the restraints cutting her skin deeper while her body was convulsing. She never had tied a patient so hard on a table, never gagged them either. She loved watching their bodies struggling and convulsing like insects, and she loved their screams. Oh, Maxence had been a real screamer when he was there. She could still hear his screams, his cries, his supplications for her to stop. There also was that annoying arrogance he had had for months before she finally broke him down. And now she understood what he had felt. She couldn’t let Alex do that to her. Nash wasn’t as tough nor as young as Maxence so her heart might be the first one to give in if too much electricity was sent through her body. It would be a good way to go. Dying from a heart attack instead of suffering in the hands of someone she had once considered as a friend. But she couldn’t do that. Not with Maxence’s Wolf being awake. He needed her even if he didn’t know it yet. So she had to stay strong and pretend that she didn’t care about what was happening. She glared at Alex when she was able to do so though. Her body was still agitated with little spams and she knew it wouldn’t get any better in the next hours but she knew that Alex was reasonable enough not to torture her for hours. She would maybe like to play with her, and she knew that if she disappeared for too long, questions would be asked. So, to keep on with her evil plan – whatever it was since Nash had no idea of what it was – she would have to take some break. To be there from time to time and not all the time. And in the time she wouldn’t be there, Nash would be able to think about a solution. She hoped. Alex was watching as Nash arched and struggled while the electricity ran through her. The gag was too tight in her mouth for her to try and yell. Which was a shame. Alex wondered what her screams of pain would sound like. She noticed the restraints cut deeper into her skin while she convulsed. She loved watching Nash struggle like an insect. Even if she couldn’t scream. She wondered if Nash could still hear patients’ screams in her mind. She wouldn’t let Nash die. Not yet. She flipped the final switch backwards so the electricity would stop flowing through Nash “You’re wondering why I’m doing that to you. Even if we are friends, I do have a reason. My sister was put in here for a mental disease she had. She was slowly getting uncontrollable. But we thought that with some help she’d be able to get back on track. But instead you electrocuted her to death. You killed my sister. Clarice Wilson. She was just a teenager and you ripped her life from her. You made her scream. This is my revenge to you. She was so young.” Tears were in Alex’s eyes as she spoke about her dead sister. Alex and Clarice had been so close. They had been inseparable. And Nash had taken that away from her. It had been hard for Alex to act like she was friends with someone who had killed her sister. “And you threw her out like garbage,” Alex growled. She glared back at her. Alex would give Nash a break when she wanted to. She would clean the room eventually. She loosened the restraints a little so Nash could squirm more from the electrocution. Nash was almost relieved when the electricity stopped running through her but her body kept convulsing because of the shock. It was terrible not to have any control on what was going on when she was so used to being the big boss, to control everything. She hated it being so powerless, so weak and vulnerable and she felt humiliated right now. But Alex told her her reasons and Nash didn’t understand it all. The name Clarice Wilson didn’t mean anything to her when it should have obviously. So many patients had been there before and she couldn’t remember them all. Not all of them had died from that treatment. Many had survived. But many had died too and she couldn’t remember the names and faces of the fallen. Maybe if she had had the files under the eyes. But right now, the name seemed unknown to her. Or was it the electrical shock? She was feeling a bit lightheaded to say the least and she didn’t have the strength to struggle anymore for now. Her eyes slowly closed themselves as Alex’s words kept tormenting her painful mind. Who was Clarice Wilson? What had been done to her? Was Nash really responsible? She didn’t know. She really didn’t know, and she really needed to sleep now. Her eyes closed themselves completely, and everything became black. Alex smirked when Nash fainted. In her opinion, she deserved to feel humiliated after all she had done to so many patients there, and what she had done to her sister Clarice. Alex would give her the deep details. She would read her the files. Alex had her reasons. She would make sure Nash understood them clear as day later on. When she would have a bit of a clearer mind. The name Clarice Wilson should have a meaning to her. It should mean something to her because Clarice Wilson had been a patient of Nash’s. Alex remembered it clearly. She would get the file and show it to Nash. Later though. Nash was responsible for Clarice’s death. She was the one who had done it to her. She had electrocuted her to death. Alex shut off the machine and kept the restraints how they were. She would clean the room later. She loosened the gag a little in Nash’s mouth, but kept it tight enough for her not to make a noise before she left the room quietly. She locked the door behind her good. She would give her a few hours before she would possibly let her go. On a couple conditions, of course.

To be continued...

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Liv got a call from Tegan Smith while she was getting ready. He introduced himself as Rose’s doctor – he had been personally designated by Rose’s therapist – and told her what she had to know about Rose’s new diet and new pills. Liv couldn’t help but smile when she thought that instead of resting, Maxence Spitz had chosen to call a doctor and make sure that Rose was alright on his and her day off. So, Liv was in a good mood that morning.

On her way to the hospital, she stopped on the small shop that Tenny had told her about and ordered Rose’s breakfast as well as hers. She arrived to the hospital pretty early and put her belongings into her locker, changing into his nurse’s outfit and checking if her talkie-walkie was working well. She walked to the desk to start her service and she was told that Rose might still be sleeping since she had had visits all day yesterday, since her friend had left very late, and she was given the pills doctor Smith had talked about on the phone. The atmosphere was strange around her. Too light, too relaxed to be real. She walked to Rose’s room, confused, and knocked slowly on the door. She opened it very quietly, just in case Rose would still be sleeping. She didn’t want to wake her up.

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