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goldeneyedgirl · 13 days ago

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Ficmas24 Day 5: STL AU Part 1

Just a quick note: we've just discovered a tick on my dog, so we're headed to the emergency vet. For this reason, today's fic will be a 2-parter because I ran out of time to edit.

This is an STL AU, where Maria never goes to Calgary, so Mary-Alice never leaves, and James manages to pique Jasper's conscience Just something a little bit wholesome for the holiday season. I hope you enjoy!

The air still tastes the same down in Mexico. Hot, laced with salt and sand and a coppery edge courtesy of the Wars. He’s not sure that humans would even know what it was.

But it was a beacon for any va

mpire in the area - a warning and an invitation, all wrapped up together.

(He doesn’t miss it. Once upon a time, he thought he would. He thought he would long for that rotten house, and the vicious pleasure of fighting and killing and winning. That he would cling tight to the civility of the Cullen family with everything he had because the lure of turning back and going home again would constantly whisper in his ear. The blood whispers and lures him, but the South? The wars? Maria? Not even once.)

Emmett looks at him silently. It’s just the two of them right now - Rose is back in San Antonio, furious with them both. But it was the smart move to leave her there; Jasper doesn’t want Rosalie anywhere near any armies or scouts. He didn’t even want her to come down to Texas but it was, apparently, non-negotiable.

(“It’s about a fifty-fifty split,” Emmett had admitted, rubbing his neck. “Fifty-percent making sure you get out alive and don’t get any dumbass ideas about staying. And… fifty-percent to piss off Ed. Well, maybe forty-nine percent. Pretty sure she’s more worried about you than annoyed at Edward but she won’t admit that.”)

The ground crunches underneath his boots, and he’s almost expecting his old - younger - self to come slinking out, ready to kill without a second thought or even breaking his stride. Perhaps even shadowed by dirty, bloody-eyed newborns.

(He shouldn’t have come.)

“What’s the plan?” Emmett’s voice is serious and quiet, waiting for direction. And it jars him back into reality - Emmett should not be here. This is not a place his brother should ever set foot. He feels foolish and cruel to have brought him along. He should have left Emmett with Rose.

He wants to tell Emmett to go back to San Antonio; get the fuck out of all the territory that Maria doesn’t hold anymore. Or even just to wait by the car. That he was Major Whitlock of Monterrey, and he can walk this graveyard alone.

Except…

“Peter said the place was gone, but I wanted to see for myself,” he says, swallowing hard. “We need to go down to San Fernando to find them. I just… wanted to see the old place.”

“You want company?” Somehow, Emmett always knows the right thing to say. He nods once, and they walk in silence.

(The gravel under their boots crunches like the bones he knows are buried beneath them. It doesn’t take long to find what remains of his past, and he’s mostly surprised at how small the farm was. Is. The shell of the old mansion is little more than the stoop of an old spine cradling what remains of the burnt ruins. The ground is stained black, underneath the weight of vines and plants that are swallowing the place whole, but most of the debris has long since disintegrated into ash and blown away.)

There’s not much to see, truly. Peter had mentioned that Maria had burnt everything before she’d left; refusing to leave even the ghost of an advantage when she was being forced out.

There are only shells of buildings - the barn is long gone, as are most of the other outbuildings. The few identifiable items - a bucket, a chair, an old picture frame with only a single determined shard of scratched and cracked glass clinging on - are scattered throughout the ground and long grass, and won’t be around much longer.

A rotting wooden pillar at the edge of the farm is still standing, with some scraps of ragged fabric - indistinguishable, and some little more than threads - clinging on valiantly. Jasper remembers when they were strung - scraps of clothing from newborns fallen in battle that the survivors would bring back. A memorial for people who wouldn’t be remembered beyond the week’s end. A reminder of what happened if you were too slow. A crude list of the dead, for anyone looking for an absent ally or lover once the pieces were burned.

Carlisle warned him, once, that you can’t go home again. And he’s never really understood that until right now. Home is - was - a nebulous concept. There hasn’t ever been a time when he thought of the Monterrey mansion as ‘home’. But standing here, it really was. Once upon a time, this was his home. And now it’s just a giant grave. Not just for the bodies, not just for the newborns that outlived their usefulness. But for every single one of them, right down to him and Maria.

Except…

There’s no rage here. It’s all gone. The violence, the grief, the bloodshed has all gone away. He expected something accusatory, for the guilt and shame to settle around him like a mantle. For the metaphorical blood to seep from the ruins, for the ghosts to appear before his eyes to demand an explanation, a justification. The cemetery he expected was never waiting for him, for any of them, to come back and make peace with it all.

For all his guilt and fear, Monterrey - his version of Monterrey - has been at peace for a long, long time. And that should be comforting.

(The dread is building, the dread of what San Fernando holds. Monterrey - the house - might be at rest, but its ghosts are still out there, still tangled up in all of the misery.)

They don’t stay long, and Emmett doesn’t speak until they get back to the car. And Jasper wonders if it wasn’t so peaceful for Emmett. Emmett, whom has never fought a day in his second life. Whose human life was punctuated by poverty, but never the kind of cruelty and casual evil that Monterrey doled out. If perhaps, what Jasper saw as a sleeping giant was really a horror story in Emmett’s eyes.

(Was it gravel under their feet, or the bones of feeding the army, burrowing back to the surface? Was he kicking rocks and wood free of their path, or were they the mandibles of a young women, the tibia of a lost father?)

He takes a breath before he speaks, unable to look Emmett in the face.

“It’s better now.” The words are unsteady, and Jasper regrets speaking. I need you to know I’m more afraid of what you think and what we’re about to find than I am of anything we just witnessed.

He’s glad Edward didn’t come with them.

(He’s trying not to think about what comes next. What he’s going to find in a place that came after his tenure, that is totally foreign to him. Where rags on a post won’t mean anything, where the dirt will smell and taste different, and where the house still stands upright stuffed full of stories and horrors and every single thing that it’s ever heard.)

—

Once, sometime in the early 70s, Maria plans to go to Calgary.

(She sees it.)

There’s no future where the Major returns to them. There’s only one slim, ephemeral future where he gets hurt in the confrontation and it’s not even worth dwelling on. There’s more battles, ones where she has to piece herself back together and wash all the wounds away with blood. Ones that burrow into her head and bones with how much uglier they are now. Or maybe she’s just so very tired.

But three days before Maria is meant to leave, Valeria decides to throw down the gauntlet. Something so foolish, so dangerous, so ugly, that there will be no journey to taunt the Major and his new coven.

(It’s swift and it’s absolute. Maria executes Valeria without ceremony, just a blunt summary of her stupidity. Mary-Alice breaks down the bodies into manageable pieces before she burns them, and comforts herself with the fact that at least she has new clothes that fit now.)

Maria stays away from Calgary, but none of them are ever the same after that.

—

It wasn’t supposed to be anything. They saved Bella Swan from James. She was just a kid who strayed too close to something that was far bigger and far more terrible than she could comprehend. A crash course for his family of precisely what the Major of Monterrey is-was capable of, stretching out long-dormant muscles. The result is as he predicted - a badly injured but living Bella Swan, and James is just dust in a condemned ballet studio.

(“It happened once, oh, ages ago. The one and only time my prey escaped me…” He listens to it once, James’ little recording of Bella’s suffering, of James weaving the tale of the newborn he abandoned in the woods after killing their maker. And he thinks of another foundling, of bright red eyes and the innocent joy in her smile at his approach. The thought burrows under his skin and whilst he thinks of her regularly - his very own private haunting - he allows himself to wonder where exactly she is right in that moment.)

After Bella returns from Phoenix, bundled up in bandages and a cast that seems to be half the size of her, she’s always there. Always at the house, smelling of blood and life. Always with Edward, tucked in a corner of the house. There’s a constant trickle of joy and affection and happiness from her - from them both - when she’s present. And if she’s not present, neither is Edward. He prefers to spend his nights tucked beside her in bed or - at best - perched on her roof like a sentinel.

(He tries to ignore it. It seems like the best course of action, not to dwell on it. He’s lived with Rose and Emmett, and Carlisle and Esme so long that all the romantic feelings shouldn’t prick at him like this. Except he joined them years after both couples got together; even if immortal love doesn’t ebb, there is a certainty to it after a few decades. The feeling that the bond is forged and unbreakable. It doesn’t feel the same as the spark of delight and adoration that Bella and Edward emit just from sitting across from each other.)

Esme is bubbling over with happiness now that Edward has found his other half. She can’t do enough to make Bella comfortable, and constantly checks up on the couple.

And maybe she catches him, staring off into space as Edward and Bella tease each other over the chess board; maybe she takes note of the blank expression he takes to wearing outside of his study - not because of anything he wants to hide, per se, but because he doesn’t want to think about the emotions.

(Everything smells like human blood, and he lets the rest of the family believe that its the scent that is causing his brooding. It’s easier that way.)

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tameodesza · 1 year ago

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⋆꙳𝒥𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓁𝑒 𝐵𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑒 ꙳*⋆

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Summary: Shawn and Bret prepare for their annual Christmas cards and gain an unexpected furry addition to the family.

a/n: alas, this au is not dead!

“Please tell me this is the final stop,” Bret groaned as they entered yet another clothing store.

“Oh, stop being such a grinch,” Shawn tsked as he marched on a mission towards the Christmas section. “You’ve been frowning all day. Smile a little. It’s the most wonderful time of the year!”

Bret cracked a smile as he followed his husband, clarifying, “I’m not trying to be a grinch, babe. I’m just tired as hell.”

Bret had flown in from New York the night before after finishing up a show with the WWF. He’d planned on sleeping in that morning, but those plans were scrapped when Shawn whisked him away to run errands with him early that morning. Morning transition to night as they spent most of the day store hopping, buying various Christmas decorations that Shawn waited to get until Bret was home to help him decorate.

They’d also been on the hunt for Christmas outfits for their annual Christmas card. Or rather, Shawn was on the hunt for the perfect outfit. Bret would have been satisfied with just wearing flannel shirts and jeans for their photos, to which Shawn expressed great horror at such a suggestion.

Shawn paused from digging through the clothing rack as he turned towards Bret, noting the dark bags under his eyes. “Aww,” he pouted, pecking Bret quickly on the lips. “I’m sorry, honey. I know you’re tired. I promise this is the last store. As soon as I find what we need, we’re out of here. Ok?”

Bret wasn’t so sure about that since he’d heard Shawn say that same sentence a few stores ago, but he still nodded along like the good husband he was.

Shawn did feel a little bad. He didn’t know their Christmas run would turn into a whole day’s affair. But time flies when you’re having fun, and Shawn always enjoyed spending time with Bret.

Fortunately, they weren’t in the store much longer, Shawn letting out a triumphant “Ah ha!” after finding a cute set of matching reindeer Christmas pajamas and red Santa hats.

Shawn’s content smile and the kiss Bret received as they headed out the store was well-worth the sleep deprivation.

As they were putting their bags in the car, the couple halted after hearing what sounded like a soft whimper. Shawn said in a hushed whisper, “Did you hear that?”

Both men quieted in their focus, this time the whimper seeming louder as the sound carried from under their car. Shawn looked at Bret quizzically before crouching down, gasping loudly as his eyes landed on a seven-week-old Siberian husky. Its fur was white and light brown, and it had piercing blue eyes.

“Oh, my god! Bret, it’s a puppy! Come here little guy,” Shawn said sweetly.

Not believing what he was hearing, Bret crouched beside Shawn before his eyes landed on the puppy in question. It was one of the prettiest dogs they’d ever seen, and they could only wonder how something so cute could end up stranded under their car.

After some persuading, the whining dog eventually inched its way out from under the car towards Shawn’s encouraging voice. Shawn brought the dog to his chest, wrapping his arms protectively around the puppy as he blocked her shivering body from the cold Calgary air.

He cooed, “It’s ok, baby. Don’t be scared.” After a closer look, Shawn said to Bret, “It’s a girl. Oh my god, she’s so fucking cute, Bret. Look at her.”

Shawn shifted closer to Bret so he could get a better look, and the older man’s heart nearly melted away at those puppy dog eyes.

At that point in their marriage, they’d decided they didn’t want kids. They had plenty enough nieces and nephews to fill that void. But owning a pet had never crossed their minds.

Raising a pet was much like raising a child, and it would be a huge responsibility. But the thought of Shawn having the animal’s comfort while he was away made Bret entertain the idea.

Bret smiled tenderly as he lightly pet atop the puppy’s head. “Hey, pretty girl. What are you doing out here all alone?”

The puppy licked at Bret’s hand causing the couple to snicker. Shawn squealed, “She’s so precious, Bret. Can we keep her?”

Bret knew the question was coming as he’d had the same thought, but he didn’t want to get their hopes up. A dog as pretty as her was sure to have an owner. “What if she belongs to someone else?”

Shawn frowned, “But she doesn’t have a collar.”

“Someone could still be looking for her.”

Shawn hugged the dog closer, sighing, “I know. But I love her so much already. Can we at least keep her for the night?”

It was getting late and the nearest vet was likely closed. And with Bret receiving two sets of puppy dog eyes from the dog and Shawn, who was he to say no?

So they made a quick stop to pick up some puppy food before heading home to give the dog a nice bath and lots of cuddles.

They went to the vet first thing in the morning. Due to the dog not having a collar, no microchip, and there not being any recent call-ins for a lost puppy, the couple was given the option to either turn the puppy over to animal services or adopt her themselves.

Bret and Shawn exchanged a look, no words needing to be said to know they were bringing her home. After scheduling to come back for her shots and microchip insertion, the couple headed off with their fur baby – Belle Hart.

As they pulled into the parking lot of a pet store, Shawn said with a mischievous grin, “You know what this means, right?”

Bret raised a brow at Shawn, a bit afraid of what he was thinking. “No?”

Shawn chuckled as he patted Belle in his lap. “Don’t look so scared. We need to get her an outfit for the Christmas card. What better way to introduce her to our friends and family?”

“Good thinking,” Bret said, pecking Shawn and rubbing comfortingly along Belle’s back.

Thankfully, shopping for Belle was a lot simpler than shopping for themselves, and Shawn had quickly found an adorable tiny Santa hat and a puppy onesies that was perfect for their family photo.

A few days later, Bret’s photographer friend came to their house to take pictures for their Christmas card. It was quite the photoshoot, a bit chaotic if you will, with their overly hyper, but happy puppy running around.

Some of the photos were blurry because it was hard to get Belle to sit still for longer than a second. There were also a few funny photos where Belle was caught peeing on their Christmas tree, and another where she was nipping at the presents underneath said tree.

After about 45 minutes, they’d finally taken a decent picture that was Christmas card worthy. Bret and Shawn were sitting in front of their Christmas tree, smiling widely as they held Belle between them, the puppy having a dopey smile of her own with her tongue hanging out.

The card read:

Jingle Belle! Merry Christmas and Happy PAWlidays from the Harts. Love, Shawn, Belle & Bret.

Their phone rang off the hook as their friends and family began receiving their cards.

Hunter: “Whose dog did you steal?”

Kevin: “Aww! Shawn, she has your eyes.”

Owen: “I can’t believe I’m an uncle!” Bret mumbled, “Owen, you were already an uncle before Belle.” “Shhh! Don’t ruin this for me, Bret!”

The rest of the holidays were spent with multiple visitors gathering at Bret and Shawn’s house, ogling over their new addition to the family.

#divider cr: @estrelinha-s #househusband!au #literally have so many drafts of this au still unfinished 🙃#hartbreak #alternate universe #bret hart x shawn michaels #bretshawn #shawn michaels #bret hart #wwe fanfiction

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kassdays · 3 months ago

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