New to the World

“Okay lets go write them on the wall. you ready?”

“yeah of course.” 

amara smiled brightly. “thanks! i just found him wondering. i kinda wanna keep him?”

emma nodded. “he’s very cute and sweet.” 

“We have a dog now?”

“oh i don’t know. i just found her. i like her though.” 

Hope, he let out a slight hesitant breath his biological granddaughter;the child Niklaus had murdered him to protect. He at least was happy to have it confirmed that his death had not been for nothing and she was alive “I am sure she is with the rest of the wolves, would you like me to take you to them?”

“Are you just passing through or are you looking for the wolves?” He raised a brow, happy to protect those of his kind if he needed to do so. Ansel was not an Alpha as he had once been but the wolfs were family none the less. 

emma looked at him nervously, biting her lip. “i was....i was just looking for hope.” 

“Believe me or not, but this is one of the best sandwiches I have eat from a long time.” she said to the person next to her before took another huge bite.

“well sandwiches are yummy. mom makes really good sandwiches.” 

“come to watch me wither away?” she asked weakly.

“oh my gosh are you okay?!”

“I swear I am,” she insisted, offering a grateful smile for the clear care the female had. “I just need to get home and sleep is all-then i’ll be good as new.”

emma nodded, biting her lip. “do you need help or anything?” she asked. 

     My ears hear what others cannot hear; small faraway things people cannot normally see are visible to me. These senses are the fruits of a lifetime of longing, longing to be rescued, to be completed. Just as the skirt needs the wind to billow, I’m not formed by things that are of myself alone. This is me. Just as a flower does not choose its color, we are not responsible for what we have come to be—

Lizzie wrote into her notebook by the lake. Too invested in it to notice the other approach her. 

emma tilted her head when she saw the blonde by the lake. she knew her from pictures. “what are you writing?” she asked softly. 

“I will be…” she urged the other, taking a moment to continue to settle before she finally opened her eyes.

“are you sure?” she asked, concerned of the blonde. 

“Want to talk about it?” 

emma shrugged. “i just came from a bad foster home. well a lot of them,” she said.

“What do you think about?” 

“my family, the guy i like. my past.” 

“Um yeah I’m fine just lost in thought for a moment.” 

“oh. yeah that happens to me too.” 

“probably that i am scared of a lot and i second guess myself all the time.” 

“i don’t think i have a top 5 since i like cas.”