#fabina

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Nina's hand hovers over the dial, Fabian's number is typed in by memory. And despite her anxiety - and guilt - that he would not answer if she called, she knows deep in her soul that he would. She wants to hear his voice. She wants the reassuring and always kind voice to sleepily answer her call. She shakes her head, her messy hair falling into her face as she sighs, Fabian Rutter's number disappearing from the screen.

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Her hair is not cooperating. Her arms are tired from the multiple attempts at a braid. Across the Atlantic, her arms would not even have gotten to that point. Amber would have taken over with a pointed call of her name, and Nina would have smiled bright like a full moon at Amber's attempts to instruct Nina while also sharing snippets of the time she had "convinced Daddy that he needed to learn how to do at least three kinds of braids in case of ping-pong injuries".

Nina's phone is right there. She could easily Skype her best friend for help.

There is nothing easy about this. She was so convinced that she had to leave to protect her friends. She was warned to beware contact with her protector, her Osirian. It made no sense. Nothing about any of it made sense. Which is exactly what Amber would say about the hairstyle that Nina finally decides on, giving up on the braid.

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Nina maneuvers the hallway full of people: the vice principal scolding one of her classmates, the sound of a Sick Puppies song playing faintly next to her from the earbuds of another student whose volume is up too high, and the loud laughter as she exits the building and walks near the busses. She wonders how Patricia, Jerome, and Alfie would do here at her school. How much could they get away with? What dastardly schemes would Jerome cook up? What crazy senior prank would Alfie find to amuse himself with? How many fights would Patricia start at lunch? Would they even survive here?

She misses her friends (and sometimes even Jerome).

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It hits her when she's alone. It hits her when she's alone in a crowd of people. Is this how Joy felt when Victor kidnapped her? Nina wipes away a stray tear with her hoodie sleeve, forcing her attention to the movie the girl she's babysitting insists on watching.

Besides, I really want to experiment with the Chosen One/Osirian relationship, especially since canon never did it justice (seriously, they could’ve just said Nina was texting/calling off screen instead of writing her off). That, and I really wanted to see the mess that is Jealous!Fabian, and Eddie having to deal with his instincts to protect Nina over Patricia in dangerous situations.

It’ll be Fabina and Peddie of course, because I’ve never forgiven the show either for making Fabina not endgame.

A year ago I got an idea to write a Sibuna, the next generation story where our favorite characters are now parents to students living at Anubis. Then I got writers block and currently pulled it off the shelf.

Nina and Fabian's daughter is arriving middle of the school year to the House and rooms with Amber's niece. Eddie and Particia have a set of twins, the boy rooms with Alfie and Willow's son and the girl rooms with Jerome and Joy's daughter.