There is a Season (Emelia, Noah, Axel)

[Mathieu Ferrera]

Mathieu sat there for a moment, frozen. The eerie politeness that he had come to expect from her was still there, but there was something else in her voice. Maybe it was just a tiny remnant of the young, fiery girl she had once been.

"Emelia..." he began, uncertain what to say. Perhaps he had done it wrong by telling them all the circumstances of Blake's death... maybe he should have simply blurted out the news, but that had felt wrong. And it felt wrong to tell only Emelia and leave her alone to break the news to her children.

"I'm sorry to have to bring you this news, but I want you to know that I'm here for you... we all are. You and the boys are welcome to stay with Cara and I for a while, if it will help. I know.... I know that sounds hollow to you right now, after we haven't seen you in 16 years, but... You have to believe that wasn't my choice. We thought you didn't want to see us after you refused to answer our letters..."

[Emelia Malfoy]

Emelia's eyes narrowed, though she still wouldn't meet his eyes. Why would she stay at Mathieu's home? So that he could gloat and rub it in her face that his family was whole again? Why would he even offer that? Besides, she had a home, she had a place to stay. Blake's death didn't take away his assets too.

"No, thank you. The boys and I will be fine here." She was holding herself together amazingly well, especially as she could feel her heart practically shatter in her chest. How was she supposed to get by without Blake? She loved him and he took care of her. And now he was gone? Why, because Mathieu's son killed him?

She didn't believe for a second either that Blake tried to kill Roland. Why would he have insisted on going to the funeral? He took care of family, and Roland was family.

For a split second, her eyes finally shot up to his, a questioning look in her eyes when he mentioned the letters. She never got letters from Mathiue, or Judah. There were no letters to refuse to answer. The pieces weren't connecting in her mind just yet.

"Please leave."

[Mathieu Ferrera]

Mathieu hesitated for another moment, then he stood up. "Emelia... I am so sorry. If you need anything at all, please... Don't hesitate to let us know. We want to help you."

It sounded so inadequate, so hollow. An offer of help after 16 years of nothing. Damn Blake for keeping her so isolated that she never knew what kind of man he really was.

He placed a hand awkwardly on her shoulder. "I know you don't believe this, Em, but I love you."

He sighed and headed for the door.

[Noah Malfoy]

Jul 28, 2009 1:27:04 GMT -5 Axel Malfoy said:

Axel watched his brother. Unlike Axel, Noah had actually cared about their father. He wouldn't say anything of his opinion, Axel decided. The last thing he needed was Noah to be upset and angry, especially with him.

"Are you okay?" He asked, walking over to Noah and putting his hand on Noah's shoulder.

Noah almost fell out of the chair. Of course he wasn't alright. How should a son feel when his father had been announced dead? And in such a disrespectful manner? He crossed his arms tightly over his chest and looked at the piiles of documents that sat neatly in Blake's office. He wanted to snap, and yell at Mathieu for telling them that terrible lie.

"Are you?" Noah said without emotion. He decided it would be better not to answer the question.

[Axel Malfoy]

Axel shrugged and went to the desk. He picked up a paper weight and looked at it a bit before placing it back on the desk. He couldn't muster up any feeling about this. Blake was dead, according to their Uncle Mathieu. He knew it would tear his mother apart, he knew Noah would be upset, but Axel felt...relieved. The deep hatred he had for his father was suddenly gone and there was nothing left to feel.

Axel walked over to the window and looked out to the walkway in front of the house. "Uncle Mathieu is leaving."

[Noah Malfoy]

Noah turned toward the window furiously, his cloak swirling behind him as he saw his uncle striding down the walkway. Noah was getting angrier by the second, and he could feel his heart beat rise, although he didn't pay any attention to it. With one tug of the tassled line, the velvet curtains swung to close over the view of Malfoy Manor.

"I'm glad." He spat venomously. "How dare he. How dare he!" Noah started to pace, almost shaking with fury. "I hope you don't believe that filthy monster's lies, Axel. Father can't be dead. He's just, busy. What a terrible joke."

Noah's mind was reeling, and he ran a slender hand through his light blond hair. He managed to stop pacing to study his timid little brother. How were they related, at all? Of course, they looked very simliar, but Axel was more like Jamie than himself.

That brought Noah's thoughts to Jamie, and he was torn. His best friend had virtually disappeared from the face of the earth, and Noah was beside himself. He had no one to talk to about his father, and even if Jamie miraculously returned, Matheiu was Jamie's father. Noah had more dignity than to speak viciously of someone's own father to them. THat would make him somewhat like Matheiu himself, which caused Noah to start to pace again.

[Axel Malfoy]

Axel knew it would kill his brother to say this, but he had to. "Noah, I...I don't think Uncle Mathieu was lying..." Axel said. "Think about it Noah. We haven't seen Father for a while, he didn't come home..." Axel didn't have a lot of respect for Blake, but he did know that his father made a point to come home to his wife everynight. "And what reason would Mathieu have for lying to us, we're family after all..." Axel said, believeing the thought that his father was dead with every ounce of proff that came to mind.

[Emelia Malfoy]

Emelia was stoic, sitting on the sofa in the sitting room after her brother left. Unlike her eldest, she believed Mathieu, and it was sinking in slowly that Blake was not going to come home to them.

How did she handle this? Her children needed a father, and she was unashamed to admit that she needed him as well. She wasn't capable of raising children without him, or running a household. Blake was right everytime he told her that she didn;t have the skill set to manage on her own. She was looking at it first hand now.

She'd have to wait to break down until the boys went back to school... she could do that for them, she thought, keeping her tears in. Right now, she needed to figure out what to do. Blake always told her what to do... she was lost.

[Noah Malfoy]

Of course, Noah was just trying to console himself. There wasn't any reason for Mathieu to come and tell them that he was dead for no reason. But to make up all those things about how he tried to kill Roland? It was unnessecary. The only reason that he could have possibley done that for was to get Emelia to believe that Blake was a bad person, and that she should return to the Ferreras, pretending that they hadn't done anything wrong.

"Shut up, Axel," Noah said angrily before beginning to pace again. What was he supposed to do now?

[Axel Malfoy]

Axel looked at his brother slightly bewildered. 'Shut up Axel'? That's all Noah could say? Axel watched as Noah threw his fit, pacing around the office and recking the order thier father had in there. Axel stayed by the window and watched 'till his uncle had gone. He didn't know what he was watching for. Maybe him to turn in the walkway and try again? Maybe his mother running outside and apologizing? Maybe he could have even looked up at the office window and smiled at Axel. Axel didn't know.

"Shut up Noah," Axel retorted poorly. He couldn't think of anything better, but he crossed his arms defiantly.

[Noah Malfoy]

Noah sighed, looking at his brother apologetically. This was not the time to be chastising Axel. What did Axel know about Noah in the first place? Not much. In his mind, Axel was just too young to understand the entire depth of his father's death. It never occured to Noah that Axel could be relieved at the news.

"Sorry," Noah mumbled, looking up at his brother and giving him a small-esque smile, right beofre his face turned to stone yet again.

[Axel Malfoy]

Axel rolled his eyes and leaned againt the door frame. Normally, he would have retorted, but Axel didn't want to piss off his brother much more. "Whatever," he said. Axel looked over his shoulder toward the hallway and the stairs. He wondered if he should go down stairs to his mother, or if he should just stay with Noah.

Maybe he should just leave them both alone to mourn and hide in his room.