Falice oneshots

Charles 2

He walked into the white building and asked for his son. She talked to him about everything. He went along with his plan and adopted Charles, his first born son. They gave him everything that he would need. He arrived at his trailer, Charles sleeping quietly in his arms. He pressed a soft kiss to his forehead, a smiling on FP's face.

5 Years Later

Charles sat in FP's truck, looking out the window. The trees going past them like lightning. He didn't want to go to the store with his dad, but something inside him told him to go to the store. Maybe because his brain was already awake.

"I know you don't want to come to the store with me, but we can bake some cookies later if that's what you want?" FP looked over to Charles. He turned his head with a smile on his face.

"Yay!" He said all happy now, like the angry attitude he had this morning didn't even happen.

They got to the store and did there normal pickup. Charles was bored out of his mind, he always was everytime he went to the store. They saved the cookie aisle for last, which always made Charles upset, but save the best for last as FP told him. They got to the cookie spot. FP watched as Charles was trying to find the perfecct set of cookies to make.

"FP?" A woman's voice was heard beside him. He turned and saw the girl he loved and still did. She looked different. The tight Northside clothes on her body. The bright colors hurting his eyes too much he thought he was going to faint.

"Alice...hey." He said looking at her. God he really missed her. He missed her voice, her laugh, her scent, not seeing her was hard for him.

"I thought I saw you in here, but I wasn't sure that was you." FP noticed a bright big ring sitting on her finger, he felt his heart drop a little when he saw the ring. She looked down to where he was looking and noticed. "Hal, he uh, proposed to me last week and it's kind of hard getting used to the heavy ring on my finger."

"I bet." He said simply, but she laughed hearing that. God that laugh, he thought.

"I got the cookie batch dad." Charles said walking over to him, putting the box in the cart. Alice's eyes looked to the little boy. He looked like FP so much, he looked familiar, but she probably has seen him somewhere in town before.

"Who's this?" She said with a smile looking to FP.

"I'm Charles." He said simply reaching his hand out. Her heart dropped for a second hearing that name. She shook his head, she looked to FP's eyes. He nodded looking at her. He knew what she was asking.

"I'm Alice." She gave Charles a little smile. Charles looked up to FP.

"I'm going to get some sprinkles." FP nodded his head watching him walk away.

"What the hell?" Alice whispered hitting FP's shouler with her hand. FP was confused looking at her. "You never told me that you took my son."

"I didn't take you son. I gave my son a home, unlike you." FP regretted that as soon as he said that.

"Alice." She heard Hal's voice. This moment just couldn't get any worse. He stood beside Alice when his eyes met FP. "FP."

"Hal." He said holding back all he could to punch him right in the face. Alice swallowed hard feeling the tension between everyone. "It was nice to see you again, Alice, but I should be heading home."

"Yeah, you too FP." Alice walked away with Hal.

"What was that all about?" Hal grabbed her wrist looking at her.

"I bumped into him at the store that's it." Alice said looking at him. He dug his nails into her wrist tightly, she whimpered feeling the pain.

Alice and Hal went home. All she thought about was Charles and FP. Why didn't he tell her about him? Why would he keep him a secret? Was it because she kept Charles's pregnancy and birth a secret? Then it hit her. Hermione told him. She silently cursed to herself knowing Hermione told him.