"She was a true fighter, you could see it in her eyes. She was not born strong, she was made strong."
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She met him one time and was never able to forget that handsome face of his. When they met, it was the wrong time, more for him than her thoug...
I DON'T OWN THE PLOT OR ANY SUPERNATURAL CHARACTERS. ONLY MY CHARACTER AND HER LIFE STORY.
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4x12 Part Three
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 A mother's love for her child is like nothing else in the world. It knows no law, no pity, it dares all things and crushes down remorslessely all that stands in it's path. ~Agatha Christie
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"You don't need to be scared."
Vanessa made sure to keep her distance from her daughter who was obviously hesitant.
"I beg to differ." Nadia shook her head. "Last time we saw each other, you tried to kill me."
"That wasn't really me." Her mother explained, "You know I would never blame you for my death, Nadie."
Vanessa held her hand out. "You can trust me." She had a look of sincerity in her eyes. "I promise I won't hurt you."
Vanessa took a step toward her daughter and surprisingly Nadia didn't back up, she just stared at her mother's hand.
Unlike last time, she felt like she could trust her mother.
Gulping, she took a chance and reached her hand out, taking a hold of Vanessa's.
Her mother gave her a bright smile as the feeling of relief came over the girl.
"Mom." She fell into her mother's arms, hugging her.
Vanessa squeezed her daughter tight, both the girls crying in pure happiness.
Vanessa pulled away, caressing Nadia's cheeks as she wiped her tears away with her thumb. "You've grown up so beautifully."
Nadia cheesed. "Thanks, Mom."
She wiped her own mother's tears away.
The two had a moment of silence as they placed their foreheads together.
It wasn't until Nadia remembered the situation she was in and looked around.
"Is this heaven?"
"No." Vanessa looked out toward the green field.
"Its not heaven, it's more of an in between. Its a world that your mind has created because. . .you're dying Nadia."
