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Part 14 of The Forgotten Vows Verse
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2017-10-27
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2019-05-31
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Imagine Me and You

Summary:

Victor and Alice's lives aren't all about battling murderous "lords," vile psychiatrists, and inner demons of all shapes and sizes. Sometimes, things are just -- ordinary. Mostly. A selection of scenes from the Van Dort-Liddell household post-Whitechapel, after the dust has cleared and they're settling into being married. . .and being parents.

Chapter 1: Never Again Forget You

Notes:

A couple of years ago on tumblr, I came across a blog called "imagineyourotp," which provided little prompts to imagine your favorite fictional couples in. I happily raided the archives for any appropriate to Victor and Alice, and four struck me as interesting enough to actually write fics about. These in turn inspired a couple of other fics without prompts but in the same fluffy vein, and thus was this collection born.

We're actually starting off with one that's a touch angsty, but has a happy ending. When I first read this prompt, I was in the middle of writing some of the tough parts of "Forgetting You," and it struck me as just the sort of situation Alice would have a nightmare about after everything had been resolved. I'd had enough of pure angst, though, so I decided instead to write the much-fluffier aftermath instead. Enjoy!

Prompt: Imagine Person A has gone missing. Person B looks high and low for them, until they stumble into them as they are running through the streets on their search. Person B hugs Person A tightly, telling them how much they were worried and how scared they were. When Person B pulls back from their embrace, Person A looks at them with a confused look before replying quietly, “Do I know you?”

Chapter Text

Alice jolted awake, breathing hard. She could feel goosebumps prickling all over her skin, a mate to the shivers racking her body. That had been one of her worst nightmares to date, excepting of course those about the fire. . .or maybe not. After all, this one had dealt with the loss of one close to her as well, hadn’t it? She closed her eyes in an attempt to calm herself, but that just brought back the image of Victor standing before her on the street, staring at her with baffled, blank eyes – no spark of recognition, of life within them –

She gasped, eyes snapping open again. Quickly she turned over, needing to reassure herself that this wasn’t the dream, that everything was fine.

A familiar head of black hair lay on the pillow beside her. Alice reached out and touched it, eliciting a happy murmur from its owner. She relaxed as the thick, soft, slightly-greasy strands tangled in her fingers. Victor was here. Her beloved was by her side where he belonged. And he remembered her, and everything about himself. The days of him being an empty shell were long gone. The nightmare was merely that, nothing more.

“Alice?” Victor’s voice was muffled, dulled by sleep. “Are you all right?”

Alice scooted closer to him, wrapping her arms around his fragile-looking body. “I’m fine,” she whispered, kissing the side of his head. “Go back to sleep.”

Victor turned over in her grasp, pulling her close. “You’re sure?”

Brown eyes full of warmth and love gazed upon her. The last of the tension dissipated from Alice’s stomach. “I’m sure.”