Children of Time | WhoLock | re-writing

[2ND.] |\| the title within |/|

]| CHILDREN OF TIME |[

[2ND.]

|\| the ballet show, freddie's mystery girl & the beginning of the adventures |/|

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Amalia was nervously. The most nervous she had ever been in her entire life. She glanced over to her father and Hendrix. The two were wearing suits, ready for her performance. She shuffled on her feet wondering if she will make them proud. They did raise her after all.

"So, who else is coming to see you?" Terrence, her father, asked her bringing her out of her thoughts. Even her godfather looked at her expectingly. What could she say? The blonde chewed her lip as she opened the door to the car. She thanked heaven that her father could drive. Amalia couldn't bear to sit in the back of a London cab.

"Um, my friends." She replied, pulling on her seatbelt. Hendrix and her father got into the front seats of the car. Terrence smiled at her words.

"Does that mean a certain Kaleb Holmes is going to be there?" The question made Amalia blush. She didn't know what she felt for Kaleb but his name always made her heart beat.

"Hopefully he stays five feet away from her." Hendrix added in a protective tone. The red head the yelped in pain as Terrence reached over to smack his shoulder. Silently, Amalia giggled from the back seat. The two were truly like a married couple at times. "Ow, that hurt!" Hendrix grumbled, rubbing his arm.

"It was meant to," Terrence responded placing his hand back on the wheel. He navigated through the roads with ease. How he did that, Amalia would never know. "'Sides, isn't Kaleb your cousin? So you can't tell him that, not really and, FYI, Lia's old enough to have to a boyfriend." Amalia leaned forward in between the two front seats.

"So are you Daddy." She grinned looking at the two. Both men had the decency to blush at the teenager's words.

"Um, thanks Lia?" Terrence managed before parking the car in the theatre car park. He looked outside at the heavy rain. Luckily Amalia had packed her Ballet outfit in her bag. "'Lia use your umbrella okay? Henri's taking you whilst I find our seats."

"Just look out for Uncle Joe and his date." She suggested as she took her umbrella from her bag. The blonde then opened the door, open out her umbrella and dashed outside, firmly shutting the door behind her. Hendrix looked ultimately puzzled at her words.

"Uncle Joe has a date?" He asked making Terrence glare at him.

"Henri, get out of this car and make sure my daughter gets in safely." He snapped making the red head leave the car immediately, with his own umbrella. Terrence frowned and moved out of the car himself.

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Terrence knew that was to sit near the adults since all the teenagers were given the front row. He also knew that Amalia had probably requested it to be that way. The blonde wouldn't put it past her. Instead of spotting Joseph like his daughter had suggested, he saw a shock of red firstly. Sat next to Joseph's date was Cordelia Holmes, a woman he would never contradict.

He took the seat next to Joseph, leaving a seat for Hendrix at the end. The eldest Holmes noticed Terrence and smiled.

"Where's Henri?" He asked, looking about the audience. The blonde pointed to the stage.

"Making sure Amalia's fine backstage. He's the only that calms her down before these things." Joseph nodded his approval before turning to his date.

"Vera, this is Terry Ashen; Henri's..." He turned towards Terrence once more. "Actually, I've never really asked what you are to Henri. So, are you his boyfriend or lover?" The doctor had the decency to blush at his words before shaking his head. "Right, so you're the only who loves my nephew; that makes sense. This is my date, Vera Frau and you've obviously met Delia and John."