Author: Josie Gibbons PM
short one shot, Piper reflects on Daisy and Edmond after Daisy returns to England.Rated: Fiction K - English - Romance - Words: 412 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 3 - Published: 09-17-10 - Status: Complete - id: 6330585
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Daisy/Edmond of course, because what else would I really write for this category. A very short one shot, Piper reflects on Daisy and Edmond now that Daisy is back in Britain. Doesn't really say much but this is the first fanfic I've written for ages so I wanted to get back into it.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters.
I watch them every day, normally from a distance but I am always watching. I want them to go back to the way they were before even though I know I shouldn't, even though I know deep within my heart that what they have is wrong. But I know they have it, and I know that it made them happier than anyone else in the world, so I crave to have them back.
Neither of them have been the same since the war, they are but shadows of themselves, but I do see that little spark sometimes. Even though Edmond never speaks, I see that spark deep in his eyes sometimes when he looks at Daisy, and I know that there is hope for him. He is still broken, and he probably always will be, but with Daisy he has hope. I can already see the difference in him since she came home, and I think it's a good thing.
Daisy is a mystery to me, and that isn't something I've ever really experienced before. She was so lost when she came back to us, she hated her time away and being stuck in America again. It's clear that here is the only place she wants to be, but sometimes I do wonder if she doesn't just dream of times that aren't here any more. She thought that when she came back it would all be the same, but it isn't. Its a completely different world from the one she left. I think she blames herself for the way Edmond is even though it's not her fault.
I watch them from the distance and just pray with all my heart that they will one day become the people they were before, that their garden might save them and bring them back to us. Because neither of them are the people I once knew, and I miss the old them.
But now she's home at least we have hope, and that's all I can ask for really.