House of cards

Letha leaned in close and started humming. The melody was something that caught onto feelings immediately. His telekinesis could feel how her neck had stiffened in a way that wasn’t possible for him to move, but then he would just have to do something else. So, his telekenisis started to focus on every other bone in her body. He put on an immense amount of pressure to her legs, aiming for them to break. Followed by the pelvis and then her spine, working from the lowest to  as high as her blood protected her. If that wasn’t enough, he would continue up her arms until every single bpne had been either broken once or almost pulverized.

She tried; she really did. She felt how he broke her fibulas and tibias, then femurs. A scream wanted to escape her lips, and she tried to keep humming so she could start singing for him. But she couldn’t, it drowned in the way he kept working up her body, breaking everything on its way. blood started gliding out of her mouth as something had punctured her lungs and heart. Her eyes locked with Oscars, as she had to let go of him. Slowly titling back as she was lying in what quickly turned into a pool of blood around her. She wanted to beg him not to leave, but she couldn’t as the bones in her throat had been crushed too. Tears glided down her cheeks, as she heard how he left. Then she let herself be swallowed by the darkness as her body slowly started to die.

Aria woke up, crawling around on the floor. It was so silent in Oscar’s home. Shit. She had truly hoped that she could have kept Oscar home so he wouldn’t be able to go on a spree. She had imagined that instead of interfering, that Letha would have come inside singing, so Aria could have kept him occupied. One would almost believe that Aria was a magnet for these experiences. She simply always found her family in such interesting situations. Her eyes were searching for anything in the room, really. She didn’t know what, but she wanted to know whether she was safe, where Letha was and… Yes, she wanted to know everything about what had happened why she had been gone. She looked behind her and noticed her mother laying on the floor. “No… no, no, no,” Almost tumbling over her feet she got up and ran the few meters to Letha’s body on the ground. Her body looked like hell, and she was completely sure that it had been their father that done this. Aria quickly patted her pockets sin a panicked search for her phone. She immediately started dialing Ace and put it on speaker. She started inspecting her mother. “I got it under control, mum,” she said with a raspy breath. “Everything is going to be fine, I promise you,” the last words were almost wailed. The phone was picked up.
“What?” Ace didn’t sound happy about receiving a call from Aria at all.
“Please, Ace It’s mom,” she cried. Her hands gave a slight press on every limp to figure what had happened to each of them. “She’s dying,” she gasped, “I need you at dad’s, right now!” she ordered him. One could hear Ace hiss and grunt on the other side. “ACE!” she screamed.
“Yeah, yeah… I’m coming,” he responded.

She tried to call her father a few times, but it told her that the number wasn’t able to be dialed right now.

The call was ended and she called Amelia with the same method, having the phone laying next to her while she inspected her mother and tried to do everything she could to put her bones back together. The call went on voice mail. “Shit…” she mumbled after the beep. She collected her voice a little. “H-hi Amelia,” she truly didn’t like Amelia that much. She was envious of her and Oscar’s relationship. “Dad is in a really bad mood - so stay the fuck away. I’ll handle it.” She said before she ended the call.

She tried to call her father again, but it was the same result.

She dialed Iris. Who would make so many calls when someone was dying right in front of you? Well, Aria was trying to be productive, because she knew, that there wasn’t much she could actually do, and if she could find Oscar while Ace was helping her mom, well, then she could hopefully stop him. Something at least. “Iris! Hi!” she said almost excited. “I-I really need your help. I know you’re probably going to say no-… But… I really need your help and you’re the only one who I know would be able to do this… I think” she shook her head a little trying to figure out how she was going to explain it. “Okay, first off, you can’t tell anyone about this. Especially your father,” she almost gasped. “Oscar has ruined his phone or something and I really need to find him… Iris. Iris, please,” she folded her lips a little. “Can you hack into surveillance and see if you can find him? I need to know where he is,” she said looking over her mother again.

Letha blinked a little when she heard someone speak near her. She had no idea how long she had been lying like this. Swallowed by her own mind, trying to fight through the pain that was throbbing so violently through her entire body. She knew that her body was trying to fix itself. But because of its damage, it wasn’t working fast enough and there was little to no energy. Then there was the whole aspect of her not really knowing if she wanted to live on. Even though she had saved River, she knew that she could never really mend the wounds that she had made. Maybe it would be possible given time. Time that would seem to run out for her. She titled her head, feeling how her hair stuck to the floor underneath her.
She wanted to tell Aria that it was okay, that she wasn’t to blame for any of this. It had been her own fault; she had just gotten so angry when she had seen Aria being pushed through the window like that. Remembering how everyone had always just blamed her, not giving her the love, she deserved. It had been the lioness showing, that wanted to make sure that her cub was alright.

Iris grunted as her phone rang beside her. Who on earth was calling at this hour?
She turned her phone and let her hand glide over her face as she pressed the phone towards her cheek, answering the call. “Hello?” she blinked a little, pressing her brows towards one another when Aria started explaining why she had called. What? What?!
She blinked a little “You want me too, what, Aria what on earth has happened?” she looked over her shoulder and whispered that Nathaniel should just keep sleeping as she got up from the bed and wandered outside the room. “I’m in Scotland, what the fuck happened!? Aria – No, fine, hang on” she grunted, not very happy about being woken up like this.
“His, his at the Casino” she whispered, not liking what she had been seeing. “He tried to get my father to kill him last I saw him, please find him before he does something stupid, I have to go” she whispered hanging up.

Letha was finally able to move her hand, and even though bloody, she grabbed her daughter’s hand. “It’s okay – it’s - not your fault” every word was hard to pronounce, as blood kept forcing its way up and down, gliding down the side of her mouth. She gave her a small smile, as she very lightly squeezed Aria’s hand. "You - know, I - do love - you, sorry for - not showing it"

Oscar was at the casino. River’s casino in Athena? Interesting. Hopefully River wouldn’t feed the emotionless pit but keep him from doing something stupid. She promised Iris that she would take care of it before she hung up.
Aria looked at Letha as she suddenly moved. “Mum,” she said, while Letha tried to form words. She hushed her mother, hoping that she would save every kind of power she processed to keep herself alive. “It’s okay, it’s okay,” she said trying to focus on Letha staying alive. “You have plenty of time,” she said. She didn’t know if she was convincing her mother or herself at this moment.

Ace entered the door and as he got inside, he saw how Letha laid on the floor. He used his speed to get to the women. “You never learn, do you?” he mumbled to both of the girls. “This is going to hurt a little,” he said, once again to both girls. “Aria, your arm,” he said which made the older sister look up before she cursed and opened her mother’s mouth wide and put her wrist into her mother’s mouth, but to keep her from breaking her own teeth, and to keep their mother’s thirst somewhat in control, now that it was probably going to cause a lot of healing blood soon enough.
Ace shortly looked into his mother’s eyes before he opened a briefcase and found a sedation which he gave her right in every limp, and two in the torso. Without wasting any time, he grabbed a scalpel and started to cut up his mother’s stomach. He had to fix that heart as the first thing. Even though Letha didn’t have much energy left, Ace still kept the healing down, so he could work. He didn’t really waste time and let his hands grab any bone they could and started to heal them one by one. Also pulling the one out that had been in her heart. He made sure her heart kept being whole.  As soon as the torso seemed to be in order, he removed his bloodied hands and let the cut in the torso roll back, so it was as if he had never cut her. He would then let his hands work down each limp. “Who the h-” – “Dad,” Ace sighed. “He turned his emotions off,” Ace shook his head and looked up at Aria and then their mother. They really never learned. Eventually he had healed every part of Letha’s body and Aria would be able to take her arm back.

Aria give her at that time, a very powerful thing. Hope. Hope that there would be a time where she could make amends and show her kids that she actually loved them. And if there ever came a time where they needed her, she would be there. One way or another. Hope that she would be able to bring Oscar back. Funny, how it seemed so trivial now that he had met with Melanie. When all she wanted was him to just come back home. To be able to deal with his emotions without shutting them away. If he just, let her in, they would be able to conquer anything. Maybe it was idiotic to think that there would ever be a way for the two of them together. But she wasn’t going to give up on him, like she had told him. She wasn’t here because he should love or be with her in that sense. But she was there for him as a friend, and someone that would never let him go.
She believed she could stay that; she just needed another chance to talk to him. Hopefully next time would be less painful. Not that she deserved anything less.
Letha’s eyes looked towards her son as he came walking towards them and then he was suddenly there. She tried to push away Aria’s arm in the first place, but since she didn’t have much control over her body, she didn’t have great success. For a short while she locked her eyes with Ace, before turning them back to Aria.
Her eyes closed, feeling how he started working on her. How her entire body went numb as he fixed her up. When she felt that Aria pulled her arm back, her tongue glided over her lips. A small sigh left her, as she just laid there. “Thank you” she mumbled, feeling so tired right now. “We need to find him, before he has every Jones and Radclyffee after him” she mumbled but didn’t really have any energy coming up. She cursed a little. This was a bloody mess.

Ace didn’t respond on the appreciation from his mother but started to put away all of the things he had used. He glanced up towards the two women as their mother talked about finding Oscar. “Are you crazy? He has already digged his own grave as soon as he turned them off, you’re not going to go after him,” Aria folded her lips and looked at her mother. She gave her mother a nod, as a, they had to make sure that Ace let them go as soon as possible, because he would always have them right where he wanted them to be. “You’re going to thank me later,” she said with a sad curve on her mouth. She was quick to lean forward and cracked his neck. “I’m sorry, mum, but he would’ve reversed the healing to make us stay,” she mumbled and turned towards her mother to help her get up.

“I understand you are feeling that way, but” she slowly got up, as she felt how the anaesthesia was starting to wear off. The blue eyes looked towards Aria as she told her that she was going to thank her for this. Thank her for what? Then, with quite a shocked expression she saw how Aria broke her own brother’s neck. “I – what, Aria!” she exclaimed a little flabbergasted, and then got up on her legs. Even though it was a little wobbly. Her hands softly closed around Aria’s as she helped her with the moving part. Looking just how big of a mess there had been made. “Well, I guess” she mumbled, not really liking this one bit. “What could you really expect with how we raised you kids” she added shaking her head a little. She then bended down and even though it was using more energy than normally she picked up Ace and walked into the living room where she placed Ace in the couch where there wasn’t any glass from the broken window. “What a bloody mess” she sighed, letting her hand glide over her forehead. “Okay” she tried to look around. “So, where was he?” she asked, turning around, but before she could do anything else she fainted.
As she hit the floor, she opened her eyes again. “Fucking hell” she cursed, staying down. “Aria, there are some blood in the cabinet, could you please take me a bottle?” she asked, knowing she wasn’t going very far before she had gotten more to drink than Aria was able to give her.

“Sorry,” she mumbled, almost sounding hurt that it seemed like her mother was disapproved of what she had done. Aria frown her brows a little as her mother blamed how they had raised them as kids. “No, no, don’t blame the two of you for this,” she said quite determined. “Ace’s powers could have left us screaming in pain, since he wouldn’t want us to get involved. If we were to do what’s right, which is to make sure dad’s not getting in trouble, then we would have to pause Ace at least until we get away,” she said. Okay, she might be overestimating how painful it would be and how long Ace would be doing it, but she was certain that if they hadn’t put Ace out of the game, they would never be able to go anywhere. Aria told her mother to let her move Ace, and if she was allowed to, she would move him to the couch so Letha could save more power. She was about to reply to Letha when she suddenly started to fall. Aria used her speed to catch up to Letha and support her down so she wouldn’t fall that hard. “Of course,” she said before she let go of her mother and went to the cabinet where she picked up two bottles. She went to give her mother one of them before she would open the other blood and take some herself. Her father had some style to have a cabinet like that. Maybe she should get one alike?

She had chuckled a little about the fact that Ace would have them screaming in pain since he didn’t want them to get involved. Now, Letha didn’t really believe that. But what done was done, and she was sure when it came down to it Aria was somewhat right. Ace could be so stubborn when it came down to it, and if he could, he would make you stay back if he thought it was foolish to try. But that was the thing, they had to try. Even though Aria had already taken over and helped with putting Ace on the couch, she smiled with appreciation when her daughter seemed to also have saved her from hitting the floor when she had fainted. She sat down, letting out a soft sigh as she looked at Ace, then towards the window. “Oh Oscar, what a mess we have made” she whispered, closing her eyes, until Aria came back and handed her the bottle. “Thank you” she mumbled, pulling of the cap and started drinking the blood and not really having any regrets from where it was coming. Right now, she just needed the energy if she was ever going to get close enough and get Oscar back home.  
She let out a small sigh as she had emptied the bottle. Letting her hand dry over her lips “Okay, I’m ready” she whispered getting up from the ground. She looked at her ‘sleeping’ son. Then she nodded towards Aria and walked towards the car. Placed herself in it, looking down at herself. Still smeared in blood. “I need the longest bath when we get him back home, you ready?” she asked looking towards Aria with a soft smile.

Aria nodded as her mother said she was ready. She offered a hand for her mother to take if she needed it. She had learned from her younger age that she shouldn’t insist on helping neither Revna nor Ilene, but just be there if help was needed. Aria got into the passengers’ seat yet again and sat down. She looked over at her mother as she mentioned how she needed a bath when she got home, which made Aria chuckle a little. “Let’s get him home,” she said quite calmly.

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At the other end of the town, Oscar had just looked at his son, who mentioned that Revna was on her way to find Oscar. It sounded interesting, but what did it mean to him? Nothing really. He would just have to tell her to get out of his way. His eyes only just got to look at Rebekah, as she spoke before she had twisted his neck and he collapsed.
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Aria furrowed her brows a little as she listened to how her mother was speaking on the phone. By what she could hear, she was speaking to Rebekah. Interesting conversation. She could even see how she looked happy about it. She listened to how her father had been thrown out in the back, which made her roll her eyes. What in the hell had he said or done now? “’Course,” Aria said, though she never felt like she had a choice. She never really had when it was her family asking for something. She always obeyed. She closed her eyes shortly, pulling a little smile by the kiss on the cheek. It was so unnatural to get such affection from her mother, where it didn’t seem like there was something in the back telling Aria to keep her distance before something went wrong. “Take your time,” she assured her before she got out of the car and managed to find Oscar without interfering with the conversation. She lifted him up, over her shoulder and carried him to the car where she put him on the back seat. Making sure his legs were inside, she closed the door and entered by the other, so she could pull him down to have his head resting against her lap. Her hands were placed on each side of his head, ready to crack his neck whenever he woke up. She was also ready to make sure to take the blame for whatever had happened, because she surely didn’t want Rebekah and Oscar to end up in a pointless fight. It was easier that Oscar just got angry at her – if he would even get angry. Who knew? She simply sat with her eyes on his and waited for her mother to enter the car again. Just as the door opened, Aria cracked the neck of her father again. “We’re ready,” she mumbled, not taking her eyes of the old man.

Now completely spotless and her clothes mended, she walked towards the car and got into the front seat looking towards Aria as she told her that they were ready. “Thank you, let’s get him home” she breathed, closing her eyes for a moment, before she started driving towards Oscar’s address.

It didn’t take all that long before they could finally pull up to the house, and Letha killed the engine, what a bloody mess. Aria sitting in the back snapping Oscar’s neck over and over, so they could make sure that he didn’t do anything stupid like trying to kill them again. Then she got out and helped Aria getting him out of the car “Let’s take him to my bedroom that might be the easiest for me to control him there” She explained and hoped with her help that they could get him up the stairs into her room so she could sit with him in between her legs, while she sang the song. There was only the question about if Ace was still hanging around, and just how angry he would be if he was.

Aria could easily follow her mother and helped carrying her father into the bedroom. She helped her mother with putting Oscar into a position where it would be the most comfortable for her mother. Oscar could always move around when he woke up. When things seemed to be in order Aria left the room with the door only a few centimeters open.
Aria walked downstairs, and in the door came Ace with raised brows. The siblings had a little chat about how they had managed to get their father back, and Ace was certainly not happy about how far their father had made it. Talking to Rebekah, lord… Aria even had to make sure Ace didn’t interfere with Letha’s work since he wanted to make sure her mother didn’t get hurt, or that she had to work more than needed. Eventually Ace managed to pass Aria. As he moved upstairs, he could hear the small whisper of a song that almost clenched Ace’s heart. He hated the song, but mostly because of how much destruction that had always been right before it. Ace did understand that Aria and Letha had a plan, and that plan was to crack Oscar’s neck every time he got a bit too awake or if the song didn’t work quickly or fully enough. This was one of the reasons why, by standing on the other side of the wall, he chose to keep her neck from fully healing. This way they didn’t have to crack his neck all the time, Oscar never got to the part where he could move his body completely.  He let her mother sing, without interrupting more than he had already done. Hopefully this would make it easier.

Inside of the bedroom, the voice of Letha echoed. The way he was held back with his healing, made him able to only listen. He couldn’t even really get access to his powers and throw things around yet. At some point a tear ran down his cheek  and wetted her shirt. As soon as Ace caught onto the smell of tears, he made the neck grow back fully, even though he stood on the other side of the door. Oscar’s movements were very slow, but he slowly wrapped his arms around Letha. He felt like his whole body was shaking from feeling sad. “I’m sorry,” his voice was almost muted. His neck was incredibly sore and he didn’t want to move it, feeling that it felt a little lose as of right now.

Letha was grateful at this very moment that Aria stayed and talked with Ace, while she could sit with Oscar in the bed, slowly stroking his wet hair while she hummed the tone, until the humming started to become words to a song without any music playing along with it. A tune she had sung for him so many times before. Back in the day, they hadn’t made each other better. Maybe it was wrong for her to stay with him now, after everything that he had put her through. But something inside of her also knew that it would always be him, even if it didn’t make much sense in other people’s eyes.
Her song only stopped when she felt his arm slowly glide around her. Letha blinked for a moment, stunned to do anything, for reason she wasn’t even sure why. Maybe it was the fact that so much had happened today, her almost dying didn’t help in the matter.
Letha hushed him when he apologized. Letting her arms wrap around his and pulled him as easily as if he had been a child up her chest so he could place his cheek against her shoulder. Her eyes closed, as she started stroking the back of his head. Turning her own head, she placed a soft kiss against his cold forehead. But other than that, she didn’t do anything. Giving him the time, he needed.

Oscar was pulled into a position where he could rest his head against her shoulder, and at some point she kiss his forehead. She had hushed him, telling him that he didn’t need to apologize. He closed his eyes tightly for a longer while. Tears were streaming down his face now. Pained and sorrowful breaths were inhaled, even though it wasn’t needed. It just felt like it gave him some room in his body. Room that nobody but himself could give. He had no sense of time. He didn’t know if he laid there for a couple of minutes or of, he laid there for hours. “I just wanted to make sure he stayed away,” he mumbled in the middle of his sobs. “She reminded me of how miserable everything is,” he hissed in a sob and shook his head a little, burying his head in her shoulder. He knew very well that she didn’t know who he or she was – but she might be able to clue that herself. “I… I just needed to get away,” his voice was broken into pieces as he tried to explain himself. He knew that it wasn’t necessary for him to talk about what was going on, but he wanted her to know. He wanted to know why things happened. He wished for them to understand each other more and to be able to see what was going on, without even having to communicate.

She had closed her eyes, feeling how fatigue washed over her and almost begged her to fall asleep. But even though that every fiber of her body was aching for rest, she didn’t let herself doze off and kept herself awake in the case that Oscar might need something.
Not really knowing herself how much time had gone, before Oscar suddenly spoke, she decided to just open her eyes and look at him while he explained that he just wanted to make sure that he stayed away. Now, it could mean a lot of people, but she guessed that in this case he was referring to the fact that Adonis should bother her anymore. Then he went on, and the words he spoke make it twist violently in her heart. Her eyes glazing over as she looked at a small spot on the wall over his head. She could feel the sting in her eyes and nose; How miserable everything is. Now it was only over a month since the night that had changed a lot in their lives. But had it really been so bad? Maybe it had, maybe she had been kidding herself that things were going better, and they would figure it out.
“Okay” she whispered, when he added that he had needed to get away. “What happened?” she asked, almost afraid of the truth to that answer, using her teeth to stop her trembling lips.

She asked what had happened, and Oscar didn’t even know if he could explain. Things had almost seemed a little foggy to him now, thought the emotions stood clear to him. “I don’t know. I just… I remember I felt like… Like nothing would ever be satisfactory…” he whispered, slowly letting his head get out of the hiding from her shoulder. He could see how her lips trembled, even though she tried to stop it by biting it. He could feel and hear how the muscles trembled. “How I feel too much,” he whispered, his words a little clearer, even though tears were still spilling from his eyes. He cleared his throat a little, “How I care… But never enough,” he let one of his hands caress her cheek. “I remember talking about what I had wanted Killian to do,” he spoke softly and turned her head a little so he could look properly into her eyes. “You’re the reason I’m still here,” he whispered with a sorrowful gaze. One thing was the fact that Killian had said no to killing Oscar, but hadn’t Letha been there, Oscar might have spent the rest of his miserable days as a doorstopper. “And I lo-” he furrowed his brows a little, stopping himself just before he could finish his sentence. “Why are Aria and Ace here?” he almost hissed by the thought. He didn’t want to be this emotional around them. They had to know who was in charge, and I definitely was no crybaby.

She listened, she let him move around as he felt the most comfortable in. And when he turned to look in her eyes, she looked back. Unwavering. Even if it was clear to see just how much she was hurting from hearing those words that spilled from his lips. How could she not? Even if she was the reason that he was here, and not still back at Killian’s place or God knows where he would have been sent off to. Her eyes closed when he slowly caressed her cheek. The reason why he was here, but that enough? Maybe he just wanted someone else, but she was the only one hanging around. Would she ever be enough? Or would he run away, if Melanie or Iris ever stood at the door asking him to take them instead.
He was just about to tell her that he loved her, when he instead noticed that two of their children were in the house. Asking why. Her eyes opened and she looked at him. “Because you almost killed me, if Aria hadn't called Ace you might had” she whispered, quite honestly. “Aria came when I was about to leave, because you didn’t care if I stayed or left, things got out of hand, that is why” she had to inhale through her nose and felt how her chest rose and then sank when she exhaled again. Her eyes unwavering while she looked at him.

Her words stung. He had what? It was all so foggy to him, and most of all he regretted what he had done. “Please, Letha-” he didn’t fully know how to explain himself because there wasn’t much to explain. “I wasn’t in my right mind-” he whispered to her, feeling how his voice got heavy and sadder. “I would-” he was about to protest and say he would never do such thing, but clearly, he had already done it. “I never wished to hurt you,” tears spilled from his eyes “Please don’t believe anything I said or trust it,” he begged, “I want you here. I really do,” he continued. Emotions truly filled him to the brim, now that they were allowed back in.

In his right mind. Now, that wasn’t really true now was it. Because it wasn’t because he had turned off his memories nor the feelings associated with those feeling, he had turned off his feelings all together. Which meant there was nothing holding him back from telling it as it was, or just not caring because there wasn’t anything like guilt or some sense of need to see if she had changed or not. Who was to say, if he hadn’t thought about killing her so many times, but just hadn’t done it because of a consciousness telling him that it might not be a good idea? It was dangerous thoughts to think, she knew that, but it was hard not to.
Her hand found his cheek, and a sad smile formed over her lips as she slowly dried them off. “It’s okay Oscar, if anything I deserved it” she whispered, if anything she had deserved to die many times before. So why not this night? If it hadn’t been for the fact that Aria had awoken in time, she would have. Would she truly had been mourned, or would the world be a better place? They wouldn’t find out tonight, that much was true. “We’ll talk about this when you have gotten some rest” she whispered, guiding him to lie back down. When he had rested they could make sure he got clean, but right now there was no need to force, nor hurry with anything.

He shook her head as she mentioned that she had deserved it. She didn’t. She had been misunderstood, and now, when he had had his emotions off, he had gone so dark that nothing was keeping him from doing anything. Even though he remembered the memories, the feelings attached to those memories had gotten grey and dull. They had had no meaning for him in that state. That was why nothing that she had done in the past had meant anything to him. Good nor bad. She told him that they were going to talk about it after some rest, and she guided him to lay back down, which he did. “Promise me you’re here when I wake up,” he whispered to her, not letting his arms untangle from her.

“I promise” she whispered letting her fingers stroke him over his hair, down his cheek waiting for him to fall asleep again. Her eyes not leaving his skin, it didn’t take all that long before she could untangle herself from him. She made sure that he was lying comfortable with the duvet covering him. She placed a soft kiss against his temple before she turned around and walked out of the room. For a moment she just stood there leaning her body against the door. They had gotten him home, and he had turned his feelings on again, everything would turn out for the better. She hoped.
Then she walked down the stairs and found her children, giving them both a tired smile. Then, clearly with a guilty look she turned towards Ace. “Okay then, let me have it” she said as she walked over and found a wine bottle and then took out the cork so she could drink some of it. Waiting for Ace to tell her what a horrible idea all of this was.

Oscar was lulled to sleep and even though there was no breathing involved, their children downstairs knew it. Ace sat with a cup of coffee and Aria laid across the armrest of one of the more expensive chairs. Legs and arms dangling over each edge.
As Letha got downstairs Aria gave her mother a lively smile, whereas Ace didn’t even look up. At least not until he was spoken to, and he glanced up towards her. Aria got up from her seat and gestured Letha to sit down. She had warmed it for her. “You could have died,” he said looking at his coffee cup without looking at her. He chose not to point out how many he believed it would matter to. “You’re lucky that Aria cares so much for her family,” he said, not mentioning that it also was his own family. His family were him, Hope and his descension. “Aria told me the queen of Moonlight Falls were there. I know the two of you are good friends, but” he sighed, “She could’ve killed him, and all of this would have been pointless,” Whatever he had done that was reason for him to turn off his emotions, them trying to keep him from leaving and whatever they had spent so much time on. He took a sip of his coffee leaning back in his seat before he looked over towards Letha. “By the looks of Oscar, he has been in trouble with the Radclyfees and-” he closed his eyes with yet another sigh. “You did a good job despite the odds; I will give you that… But your, whatever you want to call him, might have started a war with the Radclyfees. Who even knows what bullshit he might have said to the Queen?” Ace had plenty of things at heart, but if it hadn’t been because Oscar’s neck had been snapped by the Queen, well, Letha and Aria might not have been that lucky with their little rescue mission. Who knew, maybe Oscar would have killed them all because he would’ve lost his patience. Mad man. Mad woman. Mad kids. Ace was the only one who wasn’t mad in this family! Him and his descension.

Letha looked towards her daughter as she got up from the chair, gesturing for her to sit in it. With a soft smile, she placed a hand on Aria and guided her back to it and sat her down. Then she placed herself on the armrest instead, turning her eyes towards Ace as he started to speak. Now there was a lot of times where Letha could have interrupted her son and spoke her mind. But she didn’t, instead she let him speak his piece. She was sure, that if she had let him, he would tell her even more. Or maybe not, who really knew when it came to Ace. Either he spoke like no one could stop him, or he would just give you that glare where you knew that he thought you a fool. Maybe she was, but she was trying to do better. She really was.
“I’ve taken care of the troubles with Rebekah, don’t worry about that, by the looks of it she was just not in the mood for an emotionless vampire, despite, the only thing he asked was to get a kingdom, but that is another story” she breathed out giving a small sigh looking down at Aria before taking another sip of the wine, handing it to her to see if she wanted a sip or not.
“We’ll cross the bridge with the Radclyffee’s when we come to that, I helped Elias after he attacked River a couple of days ago, I don’t think they will come running any time soon before they know what happened, despite that, he attacked Melanie, and giving their history I don’t think she wants him dead or any of us for that matter, so that’s not something you have to worry about” she sighed keeping her eyes on Ace, making sure that she meant it.

Aria was sat down again, and her mother instead sat on the armrest. Aria didn’t know what to do with herself, and therefore simply sat quite passively, listening to the conversation.
Ace raised his brows as she mentioned hat Oscar had wanted a kingdom. Foolish man. He should just have fought back when he had a kingdom. Ace could even think himself forward to how much better Oscar would be having it, if he had stayed with his kingdom and not just letting the kingdom fall. Now, Ace hadn’t been near his father at that time, so of course, he didn’t know what had gone down, but he had his ideas. Aria looked up at her mother when she was offered wine. A smile spread on her lips, and she took a sip of it herself before she handed it back to her mother. They needed a little bit of alcohol.
When she mentioned how she had helped Elias and how the eldest sons had been fighting, had to close his eyes to resist rolling his eyes of them. Stupid boys. They should just learn to keep away from each other, or more importantly just stop fighting. Oscar had attacked Melanie, and she had of course attacked him back. What a wonderful idea. Letha spoke about their story and said that he didn’t believe that Melanie would wish for him dead. See, that was when he gave her the glare. He didn’t like those uncertainties. Because if they had both been biting each other, it was certainly nothing good. Who knew what he had said to the poor woman, and just because Letha had done something good for their son, that didn’t mean that they would give her former man any rest. Oscar had most likely not even mentioned how he was actually seeing Letha. Oscar wasn’t in any way secure in this. It was foolish of Letha to believe so.
“Great, so, emh,” Aria broke the uncomfortable silence that Ace was so good at creating. “Imma give dad a look,” she said before she would get up and head to the room where he was sleeping.