#OC: Rosemary Spencer Alcott

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I Know Better (But You're Still Around)

On the tenth anniversary of her mother's death, Lucy reflects on where she was then, where she is now, and what it means for her now that she herself is a mother.

Mom!Lucy flangst, Lunnister hurt/comfort, Bannister family feels.

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Happy Mother's Day!

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Frightober Day 10 - Pre-Canon!Lucy

Word Count: 470

Warnings: Aortic dissection, parent death, emotional abuse, emotionally detached romantic partner, heart condition, misdiagnosis mention, exhaustion mention

Fandom: The Frighteners

Pairings: Lucy Lynskey x Ray Lynskey (NOTP)

Warning; this is a rough one.

Lucy is twenty-four at this point, so she's in her second year of med school.

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The ringing of the phone roused Lucy from what had already been a rough sleep. She had gone to bed with an upset stomach and a tight chest that night after a full week of all-night studying, finally crashing into her bed because she had no other choice.

Not like Ray cared enough to try to ask her to get some rest. He would only try to pry her away from her textbooks for sex.

She picked up the cordless phone from the charger and drowsily answered, "Hello?"

"Is this Rosemary Spencer's daughter, Lucy Lynskey?" a man's voice asked.

"Yes, this is she," Lucy answered. "Who is this?"

"I'm Dr. McGovern," he introduced. "I was the cardiologist who treated your mother--"

"Cardiologist? Is she okay?" she asked, not even letting him finish his sentence as her stomach dropped.

Lucy remembered her mother mentioning that Nana Robin died of heart problems, but Rosemary seemed to go through her life without facing any of the same issues.

"Mrs. Lynskey--"

"Dr. Lynskey," she corrected.

"My mistake," he apologized. "Dr. Lynskey, I'm sorry, but... your mother died at 10:48 PM earlier tonight..."

Lucy could actually feel her heart rip in half, even with her chest still so tight against it, with one half dropping into her stomach. Her eyes, already physically hurting from trying to stay open, were burning, and her throat was closing.

"Dr. Lynskey... are you still there?"

She remained silent.

"Dr. Lynskey?"

"Yes, I'm still here," she said.

Dr. McGovern explained to her that they had suspected that Rosemary suffered a heart attack, but the doctors soon learned that she had an aortic dissection. She underwent surgery in an attempt to repair the dissection, but she died on the operating table.

The rest of the phone call went by in a blur; if you were to ask Lucy what she remembered, all she could tell you was that her mother was dead. She put the phone back on the charger, waking Ray up.

"What're you doing up?" Ray grumbled. "It's the middle of the night."

"My mom... she's g--"

"Spit it out, Lucy. I'm not like you; I need sleep."

"My mom's dead," she kept herself from snapping at him.

Saying the words, the anger and frustration disappeared and a numbing sadness came.

As stupid as it was, a very, very small part of her hoped that Ray would see how clearly bereft she was, take her in his arms, and comfort her.

Instead, he said nothing and turned back onto his side.

Lucy tried to give him the benefit of the doubt; it was the middle of the night, he was exhausted...

But, the next morning, as she was discussing the funeral plans over the phone, he told her that she needed to start packing for his friend's wedding.

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Daniel Alcott and Rosemary Spencer Alcott Visual Inspiration

For those of you who don’t know, Daniel and Rosemary are my OCs and who I imagine Lucy’s parents to be

Basically, I imagine Rosemary and Daniel to be portrayed by Audrey Hepburn and Gregory Peck:

Rosemary:

Daniel:

Rosemary with newborn Lucy (quick note: Lucy had a lot more hair as a newborn than the baby in the picture):

More Rosemary and Daniel under the cut:

Rosemary and baby Lucy during a family vacation to Cape Cod:

Rosemary’s ensemble at the costume masque where she and Daniel met:

The Spencer Family Estate, where Rosemary spent the first twenty-four years of her life:

Daniel and Rosemary on their first date:

Rosemary on her wedding day, with her brother and her stepmother:

Another picture of Rosemary on her wedding day:

An aesthetic I made about Daniel and Rosemary’s 18-year-marriage and even longer friendship: