Lorelei Matthews

It isn’t uncommon for Lorelei to find herself sat waiting in her car for one of the other agents to drop in to pass on information, but today she felt herself dreading the encounter as she placed her head against the steering wheel. Most of her day had been filled with questions, accusations and assumptions about her surprise return from the dead. The last thing she wanted was to have an awkward conversation with her superior about feedback from an agent, so she sat hoping there was no news to share. As the door opened, she lifted her head a smile rising on her face. “Hello Sunshine, how has your day been? If you ever consider faking your own death, I can highly recommend against it.”

“Penny for your thoughts,” she chimed with a smile, “actually I don’t wanna know why you look so angry?” A smirk rose on her face as opened up her box salad from the hospital canteen. Lorelei had developed high levels of respect for the nurses at the hospital, they seemed highly resilient and resourceful. “Although I can guess it involves a difficult patient or a patients family member?” Working at the hospital had only made Lorelei dislike the general public even more than she already did, becoming infuriated with the way they treated those that were simply doing their job of helping them.

“I swear to the almighty God of ER, if I have another drunk person who flirts with me, I’m going to put their face through a window,” she stated, with a roll of her eyes. The downside to undercover work, meant having to work a normal job to be less suspicious. When her handler passed her the folder with where she was going to be working, she wanted to throw it back at them refusing it. She knew what it’d be like working as a receptionist at Mercy Hospital and so far every shift had involved, intoxicated flirting or aggressive complaining. “I don’t care if I loose my job for it, I just don’t wanna hear ‘hey baby, when I get out of here we should totally hang,” she mimicked a mans voice before pretending to vomit.

Liam didn’t originally mean to make Daily Dose part of his routine, but it’s become a habit he was in no rush to break. He paid no attention to the back of the line, approaching the counter with ease before ordering his usual. He picked up his cup once his coffee was ready, he turning toward the door to be on his way when a face he’d been trying to avoid caught his eyes from the line. He blinked, standing there in disbelief while his brain tried to piece together what was going on. This couldn’t be real, there was no way she’d be able to show up again when the last time he saw her face was the day her casket was lowered into the ground. He visited her plot whenever he could, making sure the flowers were fresh and the weeds remained nonexistent and the stones were never turned unless it was him doing it. It had to be one of those weird coincidences of having an identical twin and by now Liam had been staring so much that this poor woman would think he’d lost his mind. Shit. 

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Lorelei felt as if her whole body had been struck with a heavy force, as her eyes rested on his face. Every part of him was so familiar, yet it was like she was looking at a complete stranger. Too many years had passed since she last laid eyes on him, they were all showing in his face and it made her heart sink as she thought of all the things she had missed in his life. All the chances to celebrate with him, or be the shoulder for him to cry on had all been cruelly ripped away for a reason she could never tell him. From the flood of emotions that took over her body, it felt like no years had passed at all. “Liam,” her voice faltered as she felt tears start to decorate her waterline. Clearing her throat, she tilted her head eyes looking around at the crowd. “I can explain everything, but not here.” Of course, telling him everything would involve lies and the truth would still be buried deep underground. “I know you may not want to come with me though, I completely understand that as well, but please let me explain.” 

》 LORELEI

Where: Z-Form Fitness

With: @lorelei-matthews​

Seeing Lorelei again had been a shock to Max’s system, which would have been worse if Liam hadn’t clued him in on things. Spotting her across the way at the gym while he worked on his triceps, he couldn’t help but stare at the female whom he thought had died and even had seen her buried. It was hard to shake the image from his mind and a part of him still wasn’t sure he bought her story about financial hardships. Max was a suspicious person by nature and tended to question things out of the ordinary. Seeing the female approach the machine near him, Max decided he might as well greet her. “Hey, Lorelei. How have you been?” Small talk was Max’s only setting, but he knew she could talk enough for the both of them. He wondered how Liam was doing seeing his ex-fiancé back from the dead. It seemed they both had relationship woes to contend with at the moment.

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Word around Oceanside didn’t take long to spread, she knew that so when she saw Max at the gym she wasn’t shocked at the fact he seemed to know about her miraculous resurrection. Instead she was left unnerved by his staring as she ran on the treadmill, trying to divert her eyes away from him and towards over gym goers. It didn’t shock her when she saw him approach, but it did caused her heart rate to start rising which was visible on the digital display of the treadmill. Stepping off the machine, she folded her arms across her chest trying to conceal the fact she was practically shaking with nerves. “Hi Max,” the question of how she had been was one she never knew to answer considering most people thought she was dead, “been okay, what about you?” Small talk was the bane of her existence, even more so when it was with someone who clearly wanted too talk about something else but was trying to be polite. 

Who: closed for @liamarcher​

Seven hours she had been back in Oceanside and already had dealt with her past coming full throttle towards her. Trying to explain to family members that they buried a empty coffin because the FBI wanted it that way, was tiring and exhausting. Questions were asked that she simply couldn’t answer caused frustration for all parties involved. Yet the biggest band-aid was yet to be ripped off. The man she once loved, was going to marry had yet to see her alive and well. It plagued her thoughts how he might react to seeing her, how he would question all the reasons she left and ultimately debate on whether she truly loved him. For her there was no debate, Liam was her soulmate and missing puzzle piece but the years since her faked death she had learned how to function without him. For she believed that Lorelei Matthews was never going to resurrect in Oceanside. Conflict existed in her, a part of her praying Liam moved on and forget all about her for his mental well-being, another selfish hoped he hadn’t. All the scenario’s of them meeting played through her head as she stood in the queue, oblivious to the world around her.

At the local cemetery with @lorelei-matthews​.

        Just like every week since she’s been back home, Ela arrived at the cemetery with her journal and bouquet of flowers in hand. Grinning lightly at the sight of Lorelei’s grave, she ran her fingers over the cold cement and placed the new flowers in the usual spot. Starting her routine, the youngest Matthews child took a seat, opened up her journal, and began to write a letter to her sister. She filled every letter with how much she missed the other and what her past week has been like. This time, the letter was all about her time at the summer palooza and its heartbreaking ending. In the middle of writing, the Viper’s bookkeeper heard footsteps approaching and froze in place. She wasn’t in a good headspace to talk, but that didn’t stop her from composing herself and finishing her final sentence. Once it was finished, she finally looked up and felt her world turn upside down. Stunned and surprised as could be, the grad student felt everything inside of her freeze when she locked eyes with her sister back from the dead.

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Oceanside was a place Lorelei never thought she’d set eyes again, so when she was told her new assignment was involving going home to the city she once called home, a nausea overcame her. Explaining how she has miraculously come back from the dead to her loved ones, wasn’t going to be easy let alone when she couldn’t reveal the whole truth. It had only been four hours since she had returned to her childhood stomping ground and on her bucket list was to visit her own grave. It was a surreal moment walking through the church yard, knowing her name was going to be craved into one of the stones. What she didn’t expect though was the thing that caused her heart to stop, her palms to sweat and her jaw to clench. After years her eyes fell upon her sister, the person she had an unbreakable bond with having started life moving thousands of miles away from their home country. Words failed her as her eyes started to well up and she started walking towards her sister arms held wide open. “Sorry,” was all she could stutter out.