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BONUS CHAPTER 02 ☆ M BLACK

ONE YEAR LATER...

My hands press together in my lap, my spine pressed to the cabinets. My hair is a mess, a smudge of red on my cheek. My eyes are bright red, rimmed with tears. A white button up and jeans.

And my hands...

They're drenched with metallic red coloring.

I can't move. I'm fucking paralyzed.

Regulus is unconscious, blood dripping down his arm from the bullet hole in his shoulder. His skin is uncharacteristically pale, his lips even more so.

Marco's been tending to him since I can't. I've been in such a panic that I'm physically unable to do anything but nothing.

Every time I move, a wave of nausea rolls through my body. My skin elicits with goosebumps, climbing my arms and up my neck.

Regulus and I were running from remaining death eaters and aurors while searching for Teddy. He'd been taken just last week from the park. Regulus was all frantic when he told me what had happened.

He'd been his with an immobulus jinx and forced to watch Teddy be grabbed from the park. In the split second he'd told me, my rage boiled over and I needed to get out of the house.

The moment we stepped out of the door, Regulus was shot. I broke the terms from the ministry by apparating Regulus to the first place I could think of.

And now, we're here, in Marco's house. He's tending to Regulus because he knows I'm struggling to hold myself together.

I need someone to hold me together for me. I need someone to help me gather my bearings and keep me sane until I can get my family back.

My hand stick together, even as I try to yank them apart. The blood is so thick on my hands, coating from my fingertips to my wrist in splotches of maroon.

I can feel my heart slowly being ripped out of my chest.

Fuck, I need... I need...

I don't know what I need.

I need Regulus to wake up. I need Teddy back. I need to hug both of them. I need to put them both in a safety bubble and keep them away from everyone and everything.

And just when I thought I'd explode from the mental pain I'm experiencing, arms surround me. I'm not sure who it is because my eyes are closed and... when did my eyes close?

"Hey, hey, hey." That familiar voice says, hand cradling my head to his chest. "It's alright, Mona. Cora told me what happened and that I needed to be here, okay?"

And then I get the scent of musk and rain and comfort washes over me.

"Tom." I croak out, my hands bunching the fabric of his clothes into my fists.

"We're going to get your kid back, alright, Monhagen?" He says softly, pulling back to hold my face in his hands. "You, and me, and Marco, and Regulus. We're going to get Teddy back."

I nod. I nod even though his words don't sound possible. I say yes, please help me, even though I don't think all of us will make it out of this.

But, if there's one person I trust as much as Reg, as much as myself, it's him.

Tom is a man of his word, meaning he will stop at nothing in order to secure the safety of my son. Teddy will be okay, Regulus will be okay, everyone will be fucking okay.

He tucks a strand of hair behind my ears, pushing the tears off of my cheeks with his thumbs and uses his grip on my wrists to pull me to my feet.

Tom's presence is the only thing keeping me from self-destructing.