Alec's eyes slowly opened, quickly adjusting to the bright light coming from the chandelier that is hanging above him. He groaned and slowly tried to get up, stopped by a pair of small hands.
"Shh....you need to rest." murmured Rosalyn, gently rubbing Alec's arms in a comforting manner.
"Rose?" whispered Alec, his voice cracked.
"Yeah?" she answered.
"Nothing." he whispered in response.
Rosalyn merely nodded and pulled the covers higher.
"Thank you." he blurted out.
Rosalyn smiled and shook her head.
"No need to thank me master. I'm just doing my duty," she whispered.
"I told you to stop calling me that." smirked Alec.
"Yeah. I guess you did." smiled Rosalyn.
They stared at each other in silence, no one breaking their eye contact.
"Oh yeah. I got you something for you and Jane's birthday. It's today isn't it?" asked Rosalyn, walking over to a drawer where she kept her things.
"Yeah." said Alec, just remembering.
"Well, here. It's not much but happy birthday." said Rosalyn, smiling weakly.
She helped Alec sit up and handed him the small box that was wrapped in navy blue wrapping paper with a small black bow on it.
"What is it?" he asked, curious.
"See for yourself." smiled Rosalyn.
Alec carefully unwrapped the paper and opened the box. It was a small chain that his mother gave him when he was five. He thought that he lost it in the fire when he and Jane were burned.
"I know it isn't much of a gift. More like returning something that is rightfully yours." smiled Rosalyn.
"Thank you. It's perfect." smiled Alec.
Rosalyn smiled and looked at her hands.
"Sing." said Alec, unexpectedly.
"What?" asked Rosalyn, looking up from her hands.
"Sing for me. I dreamt of you singing to me. It was beautiful." smiled Alec.
Rosalyn chuckled.
"I don't think that was a dream." she sighed.
"Well do it anyways." urged Alec.
Rosalyn took a deep breath and began to sing.
"You don't need a lot of money
Honey you don't have to play no games
All I need is all your loving
To get the blood rushing through my veins
I wanna say we're going steady
Like it's 1954,
No, it doesn't have to be forever
Just as long as I'm the name on your tattooed heart
(tattooed heart)
(tattooed heart)
(tattooed heart)
(tattooed heart)
(tattooed heart)
(tattooed heart)
You don't need to worry about making me crazy
'Cause I'm way past that
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