Ambrose Spellman Imagines

Reach for me

"(Y/N)?" Zelda asked as she found you sat on one of the couches in the living room. Ambrose had been shut into the Dungeon earlier that day. Ambrose had mentioned that something was going on with the two of you, that you might be coming by.

"Auntie I think we need to talk!" You said and stood quickly.

"Ambrose? What have you done!?" Zelda asked quickly.

"It wasn't me. I didn't do anything. I think this was what (Y/N) meant when they said we'll get through it." Ambrose explained as he hurried over to Zelda, discoordinated in his movements.

"Which means that they're locked in the dungeon at the academy." Zelda said with uncertainty.

"(Y/N)! What a lovely surprise." Hilda said as she bustled into the room.

"Not (Y/N), but Ambrose. It would appear (Y/N) pulled off a miraculous spell, and dommed themself to months locked up." Zelda explained quickly.

"I don't know why she would do this to herself." Ambrose insisted but Hilda gave him a sympathetic look as she hurried to hug him.

"Now Ambrose. You know you would do the same for (Y/N). We'll figure this out." Hilda soothed as she squeezed his arm.

"If anyone else finds out (Y/N) will be punished as an accomplice." Ambrose said quickly.

"Aunties!" Sabrina called out as she ran into the house. "Aunties, I think something is wrong with Ambrose!"

"We're aware dear." Zelda said as she hurried into the room.

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The dungeon and the spirits and everything that was thrown at you didn't seem to be breaking you. While you tried your hardest to maintain that you were Ambrose, the minute anything became suspicious or they realised you were disguised. You would be at the mercy of the magic engulfing you. The days must have passed, you hoped. Time wasn't exactly your main concern.

"(Y/N)?" You heard Ambrose's voice. None of the visions that you could see were responding. You stayed as still and quiet as you could, huddled in one corner. "(Y/N)?" It whispered again, quietly but firm.

You tried covering your ears when it continued which snatched at the attention of the things screeching and swirling around you. You saw visions of your end. Visions of dream lives that would never come to pass because you would never leave.

"(Y/N), I need..." Ambrose's voice again.

"I cannot hear your call." You muttered over and over.

"To reach..."

"For me."

"Is it working?" You heard. This time it was Sabrina's voice.

"(Y/N)!" Ambrose again but this time you were sure you had seen some kind of light at the other side of the room. Stumbling to your feet you hurried forwards. Reaching out your hand something grasped at you. As you were tagged forwards your body tingles all over and for a moment you were stood with Ambrose in a glowing orb which faded and ebbed as other hands grabbed at you and Ambrose let you go.

"(Y/N)?" Zelda called. Hilda's hands prodded gently as Zelda fretted.

"Hilda?" You asked and sat up. You were in the Spellman house. Three witches looked down at you and Sabrina hurried to help you to your feet.

"What you did for Ambrose was foolish." Zelda scolded, setting down the drink in her hand. "But we know why you did it."

"Where's Ambrose?" You asked as you realised you weren't in his body any longer.

"We swapped you back dear, you've... been in there for almost half his time. We couldn't find a way to get you out so... Ambrose decided to swap back." Hilda explained as she and Sabrina helped you sit down.

"We'll have to keep you here for a little while. Until the attention we drew in our attempts to help... die down. But we should be fine." Zelda explained and you nodded. You were glad to have them to help. The dungeon had taken more of a toll that you thought.