castle walls;

Lauren wasn’t sure what she had been expecting but it sure hadn’t been that. She was speechless for a moment but then of course her brain jumped into action. She moved to shrug on her coat. “Are you badly hurt? What about Caitlin?” She covered the phone and whispered to Daniel that she had to go to work and that Brooke was just upstairs. Giving him a kiss on the cheek before she made for the door. “I’m gonna call an ambulance ahead and I’m coming now. Don’t touch anything, okay? Are you sure he’s dead?”

Lauren was enjoying a day off, watching TV with Daniel in the living room. She knew Brooke was having a tough time right now and she wished she could help more. She chuckled, listening to Daniel before her phone went. She glanced down and saw that it was Isabel and entertained the idea of getting back to her later but it might be important. “Hold on a sec, buddy.” She said, lifting her phone to her ear. “Hello?”

Harry turned back to her, worried about her injuries. He brushed his fingers gently through her hair, hating how much danger she’d been in and he did feel responsible in a sense because Carter used her to get him so he could find Sam. He frowned when she said he needed to go. “What? No, Is…” He couldn’t let her do that for him, could he? He’d made a decision and he had to face the consequences. He was a bit surprised when she said she’d sign the papers. Honestly, Harry didn’t think he could leave yet, even if Sam was out there and safe now. Chloe was pregnant, Isabel was still family to him. Which would be easier to be around for if he wasn’t in a cell, after all. He turned and looked over at Carter again and then he turned back to Isabel and just leaned in, kissing her. They could discuss whatever had happened here and what the story was later. Harry pulled back, caressing her cheek before he just nodded. “Okay. I’ll get her. But be quick… you need to go to the hospital.” He stood and turned, moving carefully past Carter’s body with a frown.

Harry dropped the knife to the floor, his gaze falling across Carter’s body as the anger seemed to drain out of him. He heard Isabel’s voice and he stood back, shaking his head. “Shit..” He muttered, turning and rushing over to her. “Are you okay?” He asked, untying her as quickly as he could manage. He checked her neck and just felt so overwhelmed suddenly that he started shaking. “Oh, God… Izzy… Is, I’m so sorry…” He flung his arms around her. “He wasn’t going to stop…” He muttered, glancing back over at Carter’s lifeless body.

“My car.” Why the fuck did he just answer him? Fuck. Of course, Carter was planning on killing Harry and probably Isabel as well. No lose ends. But this wasn’t what Carter was expecting, he felt the knife in his stomach and it just stopped him from going any further. Falling down on the floor, he started coughing up blood. He started laughing a little bit until Harry pulled out the knfie and continued to stab him. After the last stab, he fell into darkness. Dying right there on the floor. // @isabel–pierce​

thechloepierce:

She smiled, glad that their reactions had been positive, not that she’d expected different but she glanced down at her mother’s question. “Oh.. no. Uh. I mean, I am seeing someone but they’re not…” She looked up, glancing almost apologetically towards her father. “Austin’s… the dad.”

Harry wasn’t expecting that either so he sort of stared at her blankly for a moment or two, his gaze moving to Isabel briefly before he looked back to Chloe and smiled. “Well, hey… as long as you’re happy and… this is amazing news, sweetie. Really.” @isabel-pierce

thechloepierce​:

She smiled lightly, shaking her head as she realised her parents must have thought she had some kind of horrible news to share. Which she couldn’t blame them for after all. “Nothing, it’s…” She chuckled. Chloe really hadn’t thought this day would ever come, she hadn’t thought she’d ever have children herself. “I’m actually.. I’m pregnant..”

Harry didn’t know what he’d been expecting but it wasn’t that. Maybe he’d jumped to her being sick or something because that seemed like their stupid dumb luck. He blinked at her and then broke into a smile. “What? Seriously? Darling, that’s amazing!”  @isabel-pierce​

thechloepierce​:

She sat down, looking up with a smile when her dad came in. She and her dad had always had a special bond and she loved when he wasn’t at work. “Oh…” She paused a little when her mother mentioned wine, looking up at her. “I, uh… no, just juice for me, actually.” She said, though she caught her dad giving her a weird look. Not that she was some wino or something but she liked a nice glass and he’d know that. “I… actually, guys, I had something I was gonna talk to you about.”

“I’m sure it’ll be lovely.” He said as he sat down, looking back up at Isabel with a nod when she mentioned wine. “Yeah, let’s go for it.” He said, though then glanced at Chloe who seemed hesitant. “What is it - is something wrong?” Obviously his mind would jump to conclusions. @isabel-pierce​

thechloepierce​:

“Okay.” Chloe smiled a little and moved over to her mother so that she could help her with the dinner. It was quite nice and she was glad to be able to just feel regular and normal with her parents. It felt like it had been a while. Too long maybe. She moved to set the table once they were finished cooking. “Dad!”

Packing up a few more boxes was easy enough. It was sad but Harry figured that it was for the best because this house was just full of ghosts and they’d all probably kept it too long anyway. He started thinking about work, wondering when they’d call him in for his next flight, when Chloe shouted him through and he chuckled, leaving the boxes and heading back through. “Smells awesome in here, ladies.”  @isabel-pierce​

thechloepierce​:

Chloe smiled lightly, kind of enjoying her parents getting on more than she’d thought she would the last few years. Everything had gotten so messy and she’d been so angry with her mum and everything and Austin… now it all sort of felt far away. She almost wished Annie could be here… but not quite as psycho. She was glad her dad had seen that and hadn’t been blind. “Do you want some help?” Chloe found herself asking, figuring keeping busy would stop her nerves from building up so much. She’d tell them over dinner.

Harry smiled, sitting down and shaking his head. “No, no, don’t go to any extra trouble. It’s all good.” He stood up again and turned for the other room. “I’m going to pack up a few more bits while you two get busy in here.” 

@isabel-pierce​

thechloepierce​:

Chloe had to admit she’d miss this place, there were so many memories from her childhood here, and when she wanted to feel her sister again she would sneak in here and sit in her bedroom. As much as she’d wanted this place gone in her anger, suddenly she hated the idea. She was a bit surprised, but it seemed like they were both in a good enough mood so maybe it would be alright. So she nodded, shrugging a little. “Yeah, sure… okay. Sounds..” Good? Nice? “Sounds fine.” She let a long pause draw out, almost about to say it but then she decided that she would tell them at dinner. That seemed better.

Harry was pleased when she agreed. It was a nice idea and honestly… this home had a lot of good memories along with the bad ones. There was a time when nothing had mattered more than their family and even though everything had been broken, smashed into pieces, they’d always be family and this would always be home. “Good.” He kissed the top of her head on the way past and then sat down at the table. “Though it’s a bit rude you’re getting your favourite and I don’t even get a look in.” He joked, giving Isabel a look that made sure she’d know he was just teasing. He looked at Isabel. “You should probably take a break.”

@isabel-pierce​

thechloepierce​:

Chloe moved in the direction of her parents voices, finding them in the kitchen. She tilted her head a little as she moved into the doorway, folding her arms as she leaned against the frame. “What is it?” She asked, looking between them.

Harry chuckled to himself softly, moving to put a few more things into a box and then heading over to set the kettle up, exchanging a look with Isabel before he grabbed them two mugs, deciding a coffee break was in order. He figured he’d let Isabel continue and ask Chloe herself. 

@isabel-pierce

Tristan laughed a bit and gave a small nod. “One always needs a break… but I think I would take any amount of breaks for you…” As soon as he said it, his ears burned a bit red. “That was extremely cheesy…” He shook his head a bit. He reached his hand out to put on top of hers. “Thank you. You look extremely beautiful.” 

Tristan smiled softly and gave a small nod. “I can understand that. I was luckily freed from work today. I worked late last night instead so I spent most of the day doing just boring adult things.” He chuckled a bit, looking her over. He wanted to tell her she looked beautiful, but he was afraid of overstepping a boundary. 

thechloepierce​:

Chloe didn’t really want to go but she knew she at least needed to tell her parents about the pregnancy. She still had a bunch of her own stuff here too anyway. She made her way to her childhood home and used her key to get in, letting the door slam a little behind her. “Alright, I’m here!” She called out, looking around the hallway with a soft sigh.

@isabel-pierce​

Harry looked through the doorway to the kitchen, thinking for a moment. “Uh, yeah. I’ve got time.” He said, shrugging. “See if Chloe feel up to it, I guess.” Who knew how she’d react sometimes. Harry looked up a few moments later when the door swung shut, announcing their daughter’s arrival and he couldn’t help but chuckle, glancing over at Isabel in slight amusement, wondering if it reminded her of the kids growing up and slamming their way in and out of the house just like it did him. “We’re in here!” He called, moving into the kitchen to grab a drink for a short break.

Isabel nodded her head. “We can see if she is. Just one more dinner wouldn’t hurt right?” She questioned, looking over at him for a moment. She did love him and she always would but maybe it was time. Hearing Chloe, she smiled a little bit some memories coming back of them coming home just like that. Glancing over at Harry once again, she smiled clearly thinking the same thing. “Yes, come in here. I have a question for you. Your father has agreed.”