Break In

[Liberty Kaelen]

Out of Character:

This takes place approx 4 years the future. Also at this point we are assuming there are no more children other than Keanu who is already born

Libby had had a busy day. With Keanu's class having a nativity play, she had been working to make his costume until very late in the evening. She'd barely had a chance to talk to Alex that day. Her shoulder-length brown hair was messy across the pillow as her ears and eyes flickered. She looked around, but all she could see was pitch black. Surely she wasn't just hearing things?

She turned over and tried to get back to sleep, but a few moments later she heard the noise again. It was like a crack or a sheet of glass getting hit. She leant on her elbow and nudged Alex who lay asleep beside her. "Alex, wake up" she said urgently. If someone was down there in the pub they should surely call the police. Libby got out of bed and creeping out the bedroom she walked next door into Keanu's room to check to see he was still asleep.

 

[Alex Corvus]

Alex mumbled as he woke up. ".. Seeker can't catch for.. Oh." As he gained further consciousness, he began to realise where he was, though the darkness flooded his eyes. Liberty was disappearing through the door. Alex sat up in bed. What on earth had motivated Liberty to wake him from a content slumber. Well, he had been having another dream about Quidditch. He still sorely missed it, and his dreams were the only way he could enjoy watching a match, however rubbish the teams played. Thinking that he ought not to just sit in the dark any longer, Alex slid out of bed and walked through the darkness- straight into the foot of the bed.

"Arghh!!" He exclaimed, quickly silencing himself. His foot was not aching with a large red mark smothering it. Hobbling back to the table standing beside the bed, Alex picked up a battery-powered lamp; it had a metal pear-shaped base and a yellow floral circular shade. Not the most fashionable of lamps, though this was hardly a surprise considering they had purchased it from a charity shop a few years previous. Alex clicked it on and used the light to guide him to the doorway and into his son's bedroom. "Libby," Alex hissed from just outside the door, "what is it? What's wrong?"

 

[Liberty Kaelen]

Libby turned and gasped as her eyes were blinded from the light, she almost shrieked thinking it was the burgalers behind her but then she saw Alex and she silenced herself. "There's something or someone downstairs" she said, hoping Alex would believeher. Just then there was a sound that proved her point. The smash was repeated again, expect this time it was much louder than before. "Do you think we could..." Libby was hinting to something that she hoped Alex would realize. She couldn't exactly say with him right there. Libby turned at the sound of a little voice, "Hey.. Keanu everything fine" Libby walked into the room before turning back to Alex, "Won't it daddy?" she asked, hinting him to go on.

 

[Alex Corvus]

Alex gave his wife a serious look; he no more wanted to wrangle an intruder than he wanted to stick his head in a bucket of icy water, though he knew that he would have to do something for the sake of his family. "Stay here," Alex signaled to his wife. "I'll yell if I'm in trouble." Alex nodded, hoping he wouldn't have to call for help. Taking the lamp with him, he clicked it off and walked quietly downstairs in only his navy blue boxers and a silver chain necklace, feeling rather self-conscious.

He didn't know what to expect, but as he walked through the darkness of the pub, he found his ears tuning in on the sound of money being scraped out of the till. He wasn't sure why he did it, but instinct took over. Silently, he crept towards the noise, his eyes only just catching the odd glimmer of light from the coins as they were stolen. He grew closer and closer to the burglar, silently raising the lamp before- SMACK! The burglar swayed slightly as the lamp came down upon his head. Alex, tired and worn out from a busy day running the pub, had had enough. How dare this stranger break into his home and steal his money? The money his family needed to live on. Alex had snapped and he let out a shout. "GIVE. ME. MY. MONEY. BACK!" WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK! The burglar, a man obviously older than Alex, was yelping, abandoning his attempts to steal the money.