Stuck In Wonderland

1st kiss in 7 years

(Lola's POV)

~two weeks later~

I woke up in the middle of the night, I was in a dark corner of the sell. Ali had his arms and tail rapped around me protectively. When he noticed I had woken up he gently put a finger on my mouth telling me to be quite.

"Where is she Damian?!" Thomas yelled, rage filled his voice. I snuggled up to Ali with my ears straight back and my tail curled up around me. The floor was cold against my skin and the hay poked me in the sides. I was trying not to wiggle around and make noise.

"I've said it a thousand times and I'll say it again, she could be anywhere right now! I don't know!" Damian growled. I heard a thud on the bars and something or someone collapse to the floor Damian.... I thought.

"You good for nothing meat wod.." Thomas mumbled under his breath. Once we heard his foot steps fade away we came out and ran over to Damian who was currently knocked out on the floor... Again...

"Why does this always happen?.." Ali asked.

"I haven't the slightest clue..." I replied quietly. He was bleeding from his temple, so I tore a little bit more of my dress and tried to make it stop.

What? It's not like we have a professional herbalist here. I have to work with what I got. I thought to myself as I started breaking the fourth wall.

"Lola.... Lola!" Ali said well shaking me out of what seemed to be a trance.

"H-huh?..." I looked up to meet his gaze. "Yes?.... Is something wrong?..."

"One: You fell asleep.. Two: .." He smiled and pointed out of the sell. "Do you hear that?"

I listened, for a moment it was silent. But then I heard the faint sound of swords clashing with something else. But I didn't want to know what they might be fighting. I smiled and my eyes must have sparkled in the dimly lit sell. "Swords... Mommys here!" I said. Both me and my brother beamed with happiness and the wounded Damian smiled as much as he could without straining anything. I guess he couldn't talk that much either.. We looked at the bars when we heard foot steps. Actual, Me'Fa or Werewolf foot steps.

"Lo...! Al...! Da...! Wh-where a-are you g-guys?!" Mom panted from down the corridor.

(Amanda's POV)

"Lo...! Al...! Da...! Wh-where a-are you g-guys?!" I panted. I was really tired from running around, and trying to get in without getting the attention of that discusting excuse for a Werewolf.

"Mommy!" I heard Alex down the corridor. "Mommy! We're over here!" He called. I ran through the... How do I say this... Ancient, corridor towards them. Lola stuck a hand out to tell me which sell. I stopped and looked at them. I looked deeper into the sell to see a badly ingured Damian. I quickly broke the chains that locked the door and the twins rushed out and hugged me. They were crying.

"T-thank you... F-for coming t-to.... G-get us out...." Damian managed to say. I pulled away from my babys and walked towards Damian, sadness filled my eyes.. I put a hand up to his cheek and gently moved his face so I could see all the damage. He avoided eye contact with me..

"Damian, look at me." I told him. He hesitantly met my gaze again... He looked hurt. And not just physically. I did something that I didn't think I would do to anyone except my kids. I leaned in and gently kissed every bruise or scratch or burn that I could see.. He looked shocked. Once I was down I looked at him and asked. "Better?.."

He gulped. "Yeah.. H-hey Amanda...?"

"Yes?.." He leaned forward so out cupped my cheek gently. I leaned into his hand and placed mine over his. We stayed like that for a second before he leaned in further and kissed me... After we pulled apart, we smiled at eachother and I helped him get up. And we headed out. Or tried to.....

~to be continued~