The Past is Hard to Leave (Reader x Ciel)

Short Story for the love birds

A/N: I know some of you don't like the ending and I am so sorry but I felt like I was losing inspiration. It honestly felt like the ending was a natural thing and wasn't dragged on like some of my stories. So to hopefully have reader-chans forgive me. I love each and everyone of you! I will make this chapter even longer than the last few so bare with me lovelies!

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Ciel's P.O.V.

"I have another case in London needing solved. I know you can do this Ciel Phantomhive. You are the my loyal watch dog after all.

Sincerely,

The Queen"

I pondered my thoughts on this new case when I heard some knocking and thumping down my halls, then Y/n's stern voice came towards the noises. My door opened revealing a very sorry son of mine and grumpy daughter. My world got brighter every time I saw their smiling faces. I leaned down to my 4 year old son who just sat in one of my office chairs, looking at his feet. My 6 year old daughter sat in the other chair pouting, then my amazing wife came in and the whole room filled with the sense of peace.

"(boys name), tell your father your side of the story, and (girls name) tell him your side. We will figure this problem out with a little talking." Y/n said with a stern tone.

B/n sat there and twirled his feet around, he wasn't able to touch the ground but he did his best. G/n just grunted and crossed her arms. "G/n. What happened?" I said while kneeling on one knee. I looked into her eyes, the same color as her mothers and they were beautiful and always told a story.

"Daddy... B/n decided to take my ribbons and use them for playing in the mud. I ran after him and we ended up falling and knocking stuff down... I'm sorry Daddy." G/n said as she started to tear up. I wiped her single tear from her cheek and told her to go. I got up and went to the other side of my desk and sat in my chair.

"B/n. Did you really do what your sister said?" I said sternly as I looked at some of my papers. Y/n just sat in the background reading one of her books but seemed keen in what was going on. He shook his head yes and twiddled his thumbs.

*Time skip*

After lecturing my son on respecting his sister, I talked to Y/n about our new case. We were walking around the halls of our manor, keeping an eye on the kids as well as the servants. Meyrin played with kids inside and was one of our nannys to my pride and joy. Bard was still our chief and actually gotten better in his cooking skills with the help of Y/n. Finny worked in the garden and was always keeping up with the beautiful gardens. Y/n made sure to help him and teach him little by little how to manage the gardens. Meyrin was the house maid and kids nanny. We got rid of her glasses so she could actually see and she became less clumsy. Since Sebastian died (took years for Y/n to admit to killing him), everyone became more stable and independent. We all became happier without him. As for my contract symbol, its gone.

Solving cases were harder but solving them seemed more important than ever in my life, so staying focused and having my wife by my side made it easier. We walked out of the house and got into the cart to solve one of the many cases out there. This case was involving the death of 4 men. All of the victims were men at their best, young, in their 20's, all starting lives with women they soon to marry. "Our murderer could be a women. We've talked to the fiancées and all weren't so heart broken. They told of arranged marriages or forced marriages. I don't know about you but this does seem like a saving others from going on with what she had to go through." I looked at her. Her brilliant mind never seemed to surprise me so this could be a good profile. I sat there thinking of what she could be on to, but knowing the world we live in, there could be magic involved. Y/n will be able to tell that once we get to the scene of the crime to discover this.

Once reaching the scene, y/n went on her magic search and i talked to local officers and witnesses. We both got our reports, y/n came back with something. She wasn't sure what it was, not even The Undertaker knew what to make of it.