A/N: Alathia is pronounced Alay-Fee-Ah, When they use the nicknames "Thi" or "Thia" its pronounced "Fee" or "Fee-Ah" Gabriel personally loved the name because one of the said personalities of Alathia's reminded him of Nathalie
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The only thing that he didn't like much about the letter analysis was 'H' and that did not remind him of his dear Nathalie, she used her money wisely.
Little Alathia woke up in a cold sweat, she felt as if eyes were watching her, deep red eyes and long monsters with claws.
Little footsteps pattered across the marble floors of the mansion, whimpering and sniffing could be heard, darkness followed the little girl through every corner, fear swept the girls heart. She could feel the blood rush through her ears making them hot. Little hicupps interupted her sobs.
She was wearing a lilac set of bunny pajama's along with bunny slippers and her teady bear under her arm. She felt something following her. She sprinted to her parents room falling on the way there and twisting her ankle, but the thing following her wasn't slowing down.
She winced everytime her ankle moved even slightly but tried not to make noise as if not to alert the monster following her.
She was so desperate she ended up crawling to her parents bedroom and trying to open the door. It was locked so she ended up banging on the door until she heard russling coming from the room. She was still crying, even more now because of her ankle.
Her mother was a light sleeper unlike her father so she wasn't suprised to see the tall, pretty, slender woman open the door and glare around.
"Ma!" Alathia cried, Nathalie's head shot down to meet the eyes of the little girl who was sitting on her buttocks with her knees against her chest infront of the doorway holding her ankle and her teddy in her lap.
"Alathia? What seems to be the matter baby?" Nathalie asked motherly as she crouched down to meet her daughter's level. Alathia heard the monster again so she threw herself on her mother. "Thi?" Nathalie questioned when the girl cried out and reached for her ankle again as she leaned into her mother.
Nathalie picked up the whining and whimpering girl before shutting the bedroom door with her hip, she had her daughter in one arm and the teddy in the other.
She sat down on the bed with her daughter front-facing in her lap with her legs on either side of her mother's thighs.
"Nightmare?" Nathalie asked, the little girl nodded hurridley. Nathalie caressed the girls cheek, giving her a little kiss on the head. "What happened to your ankle?" She asked "I don't know! But it hurts!" Alathia whined "Come on, lets ice it." Nathalie smiled warmly.
She carried her daughter to the kitchen on her hip. She took out an ice-pack from the freezer and set her daughter on the counter, well tried to atleast. The only thing illuminating their surroundings was the freezer light so as soon as she closed the freezer it became dark again, making her child cling to her.
"Its alright dear." Nathalie said softly as the child clinged to her shoulder, she lifted her a bit before walking to the light switches and flicking them on, illuminating the large kitchen.
Nathalie then sat her daughter on the counter again and lifted her leg.
She pulled up her pant sleeve and pressed the ice-pack against her ankle making Alathia wince.
She began to cry as her mother applied pressure to her ankle. "Shhhh, its alright!" Nathalie tried to smile, but she was hurt seeing her daughter like this.
They heard footsteps coming towards them which alarmed the women. Nathalie basically grabbed her daughter while still icing her ankle.
They then saw a tall masculine figure who appeared to be a panicked Gabriel.
Nathalie had a kitchen knife under her arm and sighed deeply when she realized it was only her husband.
She placed her daughter back on the counter and placed the knife back in its holder.
"What's wrong?" He asked "Nightmare and twisted or sprained ankle." Nathalie said plainly as she walked to the freezer and placed the melted ice-pack back in the freezer and took another one out.
Gabriel walked over to his daughter with a sad smile on his face and kissed her on the forehead.
He then walked over to his wife who was digging around in the freezer and snaked his arms around her waist, pecking her neck. She finally got her ice-pack and turned around, pecking her husband on the lips and walked over to their daughter.
She iced her ankle and gave her daughter some liquid pain medication through a syringe which also made her drowsy.
She picked up her sleepy daughter and carried her back to her bedroom, Alathia's tired limbs swinging with every step her mother took, her head burried in the crook of Nathalie's neck.
She tucked her in bed and turned the nightlight on, projecting illuminated butterflys all around the room. She kissed her daughter's forehead and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her. She sighed and walked back into the kitchen where her husband awaited her.
She fell into him and wrapped her arms around his torso, he kissed her head and rubbed her back.
They stayed like that for a while before heading back to bed, they didn't want the nightmare down Agreste street to get them next.
