Emma Watson Oneshots and Imagines Book Three

Death

(Triple update because I'm feeling generous today but does anyone have anything they want to see with Charlotte in the future??)

One night when (Y/n) was driving back home late at night after a hard day of filming, he had gotten into a car accident. Everything had changed in that moment. Emma lost her husband, Michael lost his dad, and Florence had lost her brother.

"Mummy?" Michael announced, climbing into her bed. "Hm?" Emma mumbled, sitting up and helping him get up onto the bed. "When's daddy coming back?" Michael asked, failing to see Emma's frown at the question and her eyes get watery. "He's not coming back for a long time." Emma answered as best as she could. Michael didn't really understand the concept of death yet.

"Where is he?" Michael asked again, now sitting on Emma's lap. "He's in a place called heaven." Emma spoke carefully, trying to make it simple enough to understand. "Can we go there too?" Michael continued, and Emma shook her head, quickly wiping away her tears that had fallen. "No, we wont be going there for a very long time." Emma whispered, playing with her son's hair.

Today Florence was coming over to play with Michael while Emma had a meeting with her and (Y/n)'s lawyers to discuss the will and other things like that. "Hi Florence." Emma mumbled as she let Florence inside. "Hi, are you two doing alright?" Florence asked before Michael came downstairs.

"We're...okay. I mean, Michael keeps asking when his fathers coming back. Other than that he doesn't really know what happened. I'm afraid to tell him. I don't know how he'll take it. It's just hard for the both of us." Emma told her, and Florence nodded along. "I think with time and when he gets older you might be able to explain it in more detail." Florence shared. "And how are you?" Emma asked. "I'm alright. I've just been busying myself. Made lots of food, lots of baked goods for you two, things like that." Florence answered.

"Flo!" Michael shouted, running and giving her a hug. "Hi Michael!" Florence squealed before picking him up. Emma left soon after and went to the lawyers office to sort things out.

"So, half of Mr. (L/n)'s assets go to you, and the other half goes to Florence (L/n), who now goes by Florence Pugh. Michael Watson-(L/n) inherits one silver pocket watch and a large sum of money when he turns eighteen. All you have to do is sign these forms right here and the houses and cars under his name will now be under your name." The lawyer explained to Emma. She started filling out all of the forms while Michael and Florence were doing there own thing.

Michael was watching tv and flipping through the channels to find Spider-Man. He didn't find Spider-Man but on one of the channels he found a news report about (Y/n). "Flo! Daddy's on the Tv!" Michael told his aunt, making Florence run over so Michael didn't hear too much.

"(Y/n) (L/n) has died from a car accident last Friday, officials say that he died on impact after his car was crashed into. His family has not yet addressed anything on the news of this terrible accident but said they have been taking time for themselves to deal with their grief. Our thoughts and prayers are with his family and friends." The newswoman spoke. "Flo? Is daddy never coming back?" Michael asked, giving her a frown. Florence didn't say anything and just gave Michael a hug, letting him cry it out.

Michael was both sad and confused. He was sad that his father was never coming back but also confused on why. Florence sent a quick text to Emma saying Michael figured out (Y/n) was never coming back by the news on the Tv.

Emma tried finishing up her paperwork quickly so she could get back home. Once she arrived back home Michael was asleep on the couch and covered in a blanket. "I'm so sorry Emma, he saw it on the Tv and I didn't notice until it was too late." Florence apologized. "Florence, it's okay. Really. He was going to figure it out eventually. I just wish he didn't hear it from the media." Emma sighed, going over to the couch and picking up Michael. She brought him to his bed and set him down, and he woke up from the movement.

Michael grabbed onto Emma and made her stay with him for the rest of the day. The two spent the rest of the day crying and remembering (Y/n) by going through old photo albums and telling each other funny stories about him and fun things he did.

Emma and Michael would get through this together. As long as they had each other they would both be okay.