Murder Wives

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Alana and Margot were walking down a dirt path while their son stood between them brandishing both of their hands as he kicked dirt around.
Alana's phone buzzing shattered the cessation,
Alana clasped the phone from her handbag quickly silencing the noise with a quick tap.
"Hello?" Alana recited into the phone, she hadn't recognized the phone number.

The unrecognized individual said something that shifted Alana's facial expressions so much that Margot had taken notice of it.
Alana gazed blankly in front of her as she turned off her phone slipping it back into her purse.
"Darling? Can I speak with you?" Alana said nervously and blankly.

Margot glanced at Alana, a hand brushing against Alana's. A simple answer to a simple question which she could not take up at their current moment. Their son walking between them, kicking up dirt as he did so.
"Later, " she said apparently, but not unkindly. Alana smiled and looked at her, then to their son.

Margot raised her son into her soft, gentle arms, "Don't be so messy, we don't wanna have to give you a bath every day, now do we?" Margot whispered softly to her son carrying out her hand through his soft hair.
The toddler snickered while reaching for his mother's hands "No!" the toddler laughed.
Margot stopped immediately; they taught him that no meant no.

The family arrived at their mansion that had previously been acquired by Margot's brother, " Let's go" Alana announced.
Alana opened the car door and unbuckled Max picking him up into her arms, "It's about time for your naptime" Alana told the toddler.
Max parted his small jaws in a yawn, "I am not tired!" the toddler mumbled tiredly.

The family walked into the estate Margot, settling the keys into an elegant bowl that the rest of their keys were in.
Alana walked up the stairs into Max's room to settle him into bed, "Kisses!" the toddler yelped
"Of course, " Alana reached down and kissed him on the forehead "Kisses from mama now!" Max said as Margot entered the room.
Margot knelt down as the toddler came running into her for a hug. "Can't forget the kisses" Margot said as she kissed him on the same spot Alana did. "Can't forget the kisses" Max repeated after his mother quietly.

"What was it that you wanted to talk to me about?" Margot raised a question to Alana.
"Jack called me." Alana enunciated.

"Jack who? And what did he say?" Margot inquired of Alana as she took her coat off hanging it on a rack.
"Crawford, he explained to me that Hannibal...escaped. He said that Will proposed they use me as bait to coax him back into the FBI's custody" Alana conversed with Margot.

"Will you go?"

"I think I will if it means Hannibal will be locked back up in the filthy box he belongs in ." Alana said plainly.

"No!" Margot shouted. "You can't!"

"Why's that? You're not my mother. You're my wife! I can determine things for myself, you realize that, right, Margot?" Alana said, heightening her voice.

"This isn't something you can just decide for yourself!"

"Why!" Alana howled.

"Because you're gonna get yourself murdered! That encompasses all of us! You, me and most importantly, Max! It doesn't just affect you! I am not letting you do this!" Margot yelled it felt bizarre to shout she had never yelled at Alana.

"You won't let me?" Alana snarled back. She knew how to shout "I didn't think I needed your permission to do what I want!    I am a grown woman for Christ's sake!" she yelled at Margot.

"You don't need my permission to do what you want. This isn't about that at all! He's committed to killing you! He wasn't kidding about that, Alana!"
Margot turned away ready to walk off.

"Do not turn away from me! We are talking about this!" Alana shouted.

"But we aren't talking about it! You'll do as you want, the repercussion be damned!"

"Why don't you just see how I do!" Alana slammed her hands down on the nightstand causing the picture of Margot and Alana to fall and shatter on the hard wooden floor of their bedroom.
Both of them were too furious to realize.

"All I see is a death trap! WHY would you wanna risk discovering Hannibal! Toss all of us away! You can stay here with me and Max! Why would you risk us for Hannibal! Risk yourself.." Margot trailed off, tears bubbling in her eyes.

"That's low! Even for you Margot!" She screamed while a hot tear streaked down her face "None of this has to do with you or Max! You know that!"  She shouted.

"I understand that Alana! But I don't understand why you would put yourself through this torture! Make yourself susceptible to him again! Risk all of this, all of us!"

"BECAUSE! This is the only way to make sure he stays locked up in his cell! Why can't you just see that! I am trying to protect us! What don't you understand, Margot!" Alana started uncontrollably sobbing, running out of the house out onto the balcony.

All of Margot's resentment left her body, her hands fell down weakly to her sides. Seeing Alana sob in fear had felt like being jabbed in the back with a knife. Margot followed after her out onto the balcony, she scooped her hands around Alana's small and weak body pulling her close, "It isn't your  job to keep him locked away." Margot rested her hand on the back of Alana's head, pleased that she didn't nudge her off.

"It feels like it, I carried him into all of our lives!"
Alana said, tears flowing down her cheeks as she unwound her head onto Margot's chest.

"None of this is your fault, " Margot reiterated "I promise." Margot settled her hand on the back of Alana's head, "I promise." the heiress enacted, lightly bussing Alana on the cheek. "I love you" Margot murmured soundly.

"I love you too," Alana announced quietly.

"I'm sorry" Alana admitted guilt, "For lugging you outside. For being so shattered."

Margot nestled a kiss against Alana's cheek, "All of us are wrecked. Some further than others. You and I are both damaged, some more manual than others." 
Alana glared up at Margot with polished eyes before relaxing her head sluggishly onto Margot's chest furthermore.

"I love you, Margot."

"I love you too," Margot said soundly, planting a kiss on top of Alana's head.