Another adopted by Hamilton story

Forty-four

Niamh sips her juice, watching the TV. I kiss Sebastian and hand him to Vanessa who goes to put him down for a nap. I sit down next to Niamh. She pushes herself up to sitting. I tell her she doesn't have to but she does anyways. I pass her a few crackers and she thanks me. Before bitting into one and sipping the juice. She looks tired and is brusised worse then when I met her. She is even more tiny and her old clothes hang on her.

"What are you watching?" She shrugs. "Brave? You seen this before?" She nods.

"During a show a while ago." She takes another bite and swallows. "Did you get my second letter?"

"That said you were alive?" She nods. "I did. I gave it to the police. You wrote the first one, right?" She nods and sips her juice. "Why? Did you not want to be helped?"

"I wad forced."

"Did you mean any of it?" She nods and takes a small bite of a cracker. "Should we surprise the cast tonight?" She shrugs. "You know, we all cried when we thought you died. They might go through the roof when they see you."

"Or think they can see a ghost."

"That too."
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Niamhs POV
"Why are you so happy today. You've been sad for a few months. Suddenly you're jumping around again." I hear Leslie says.

"I've got a surprise."

"Well, what is it?" The cast sits on the ground facing away from the empty seats and at Lin.

"Niamh!" I crutch from being hidden in the wing and out to the stage. They looked shocked when they see me and all rush to their feet.

"You survived?" A few people say.

"Where were you."

"What did you do?"

"Who found you?"

Lin tells them to step back and explains that I was kidnapped. I've never felt like anyone cared like this. I can't believe how happy they seek to see me. I thought they would just say 'welcome back.'

"She's still really tired and hurt so be careful but, our child is back and alive!" Jasmine and Renée give me hugs. No one dares to ask anything too deep yet. I just enjoy being around them. Phillipa gives me a cupcake but I tell her no thanks. She says that I look like paper but I say that I'm trying to eat things to give me strength for now.

"How much were you fed?"

"Mostly bread. Some nuts and broth."

"Oh, you poor girl. No wonder you're thinner then my script." Renée says.

"I think we all are." Jasmine says and we laugh. It is one long musical.

"When's the last time you sang." Phillipa asks.

"Um, a few days before."

"We're gonna make you sing when you get some energy." Renée says.

"I'm gonna sound like a dying wale."

"Ready to go, Ni?" Lin says. I nod and wave goodbye.

"Thank god she's okay." I hear Renée said.

"Okay as in alive?" Phillipa says. "Because I don't know how much more okay you can call that."

"I can hear you." I say, crutching out of the room because they aren't far from the door.

"We love you!" I shake my head and laugh. I know they are right so I don't get mad. I missed them.