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She'd been thinking about the meeting since it had happened, and had been rather quiet lately. She knew she needed to tell Thomas...she just wasn't sure how he'd react. She'd sit down on the couch across from him and wait for him to not be so engrossed.
She'd let out a heavy sigh then take a moment to consider, before looking right at him. "So...you remember when we were talking about all the...stuff going on and how I felt like I wanted to be involved? We said we'd wait and see if it got better...?"
She'd nod. "Well...they haven't. People have been getting attacked and even killed. So...I was invited to a...secret meeting of sorts with people who want to do something about it...and I went to see what they had planned and were...doing and everything."
She'd frown. "I...don't know. I mean...if you actually said that we'd...have to work it out. We're married Thomas...I'm not going to just...do something like this without talking to you...and seriously considering your input even if it is that you wouldn't let me."
"Elle... you are your own person. Yes, we're married... but I don't own you and I certainly can't control you. If this is what you want to do.... even though I dislike the idea... I'm not going to... not let you. That's ridiculous."
He thought about it for a moment and then shook his head slowly. "No. If... word gets out about who's in the group, they'll be targets. I own a business... I don't want to jeopardize it by... associating myself with a group one way or the other."
She'd nod. "I mean...I really don't know how dangerous it will be...but I think I'm pretty capable of handling myself." She didn't really want to admit it but this was also sort of a last hurrah before trying to have kids.
She'd bite her lip slightly, before nodding and looking right at him, plunging in. "...what can you tell me about how Mom and Dad died?" She'd pause. "Apparently everyone but me knew they...well Dad at least...might still be alive. ...but Charity said they found bodied...?" She'd sit on the couch looking confused.
He frowned. "They died in a portkey accident. I... guess if Charity said something about bodies that she must have been the one to identify them." He looked at Melinda, concerned. "Faith came to Mark and I awhile ago, claiming she saw Dad, but told us she was probably seeing things. They're dead, Melinda."
So, they hadn't heard either. That made her feel a little better. She'd shake her head. "No...Ash apparently saw the same thing Faith did and talked to him. Said something about memory loss. He seems to think it's Dad. Charity'll be able to confirm in a few days if it actually is or not...but Faith's pretty sure it's him too."
"How could that be?" He said, obviously not believing. He looked at Melinda, concerned. "Melinda... They've been dead for eight years now, practically. If it is him, why come back now? Why didn't he come back years ago?"
She'd shrug. "Great questions. Hopefully we'll get some answers soon." She'd pause. "I just thought you should know...it's looking more like it might be right." She'd pause. "So...can you tell me anything more about Mom and Dad's deaths? Was anything odd or...I don't know off? Charity...didn't want to talk about it."
He let out a breath of air. "I don't know. He was kind of a lousy father, Melinda. As for their deaths, since you asked. From what we were told... Dad's frugality... got him in the end. He didn't go through the Ministry to get a Portkey for their trip. It... failed somehow, and I guess they Splinched... bad."
It still seemed fishy to her...maybe that had something to do with...what happened? She'd have to force the next question out, her face clearly disliking having to ask it. "Maybe...I was just too young...but why...was he a bad Dad...?"
He appreciated Elle's gesture, and his words came out a bit hard... almost bitter. "He cared more about work than he cared about us. We almost never saw him after you were born. He'd barely come home for meals... worked late into the night."