As both hands went to cover her mouth, Anneliese was finding it now impossible to control herself. That wasn't the reaction she was hoping for! Not at all! What did that--- what did that mean, what was Emmeline trying to say! Anneliese's brain went much faster and much farther than she ever wanted it to, and--- no, Will couldn't! He wouldn't there was no way that--- Anneliese felt her stomach drop drastically.
Emmeline--- Emmeline was worried, she was horrified-- for her. Not because-- not because she had woken her up or thought that this was stupid, but because all over her face there was short of anxiety, worry and fear. No one looked like that acted like that when everything was fine. Emmeline actually thought there was something wrong. That Anneliese might--- that there was something to be paranoid about.
Anneliese jumped up quickly, nearly bashing her head on the fireplace in the process. This was bad this was very bad, what was she going to do, what was she going to--- Henry! Henry--
"WILL!" Anneliese stumbled back from the fireplace, her heart beating so hard it felt like she was about pass out any second. Having no idea or not if she had broken the floo connection, Anneliese put her hand over her chest as she regarded her husband. How long had he been standing there? How much had he heard? Despite how much she willed herself to look normal, she was sure there was no way he would assume everything was fine by looking at her face.
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