133. Do You Believe in Fairies?

A/N: Back with Elena this update. Also, I’ve been thinking I might need to ditch Simming for a bit. Tomorrow’s my first day back in class. Gotta get my head back in the academic arena so I can go the final push for my associate’s degree this May.


I knew it was Cameron with me today, so I kept my eyes closed to avoid looking at him. I did not want to see those baby blues…the same ones little Cameron had inherited. I tried to go back to sleep, but I’d been sleeping so much lately to avoid the pain. Which didn’t really work because of the nightmares.

We heard a disturbance in the front room. Raised voices.


Selena ran in.  “Mom, Mr. Sky, ya gotta come quick!”

“Why?” Cameron asked when I didn’t answer her.

“Ya just gotta come quick!  Now!”

Then I heard him.


“Mommy?  Where are you?  I’m home.”


“Nikial!  Where’s Mommy?”

I didn’t waste another second.  I ran to him.


“Cameron, Cameron, Cameron…” I sobbed as I stroked his familiar curly head.

“Shhh, it’s okay, Mom.  It’s okay.”


“Daddy!  I’m so glad you came back!”

“Me?  You’re the one who’s been gone.”

“Not really gone.  Just dead.”


“Oh, come here, you little idiot,” said Selena.

“Hey!  I’m not an idiot!”

“Yes you are.  But I love you anyway.”


“Alice, thank you, thank you, thank you!  Whatever you did, thank you so much!”


“I asked the Grim Reaper to bring him back,” she said.  “No thanks necessary.  He’s my baby brother.”


“Shh,” I said.  “You deserve thanks.  End of discussion.  Thank you!”

I was afraid she would jinx it.  Since magic and curses and auras are real, jinxes might be too.  Better to be safe.


“Really?  The little booger is back?”


“You woke me up for this?”



“It’s okay,” said Cameron.  “You can go back to sleep if you want.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.  Come here.”


“Don’t you ever leave me again, little booger-boy.”

“She missed you,” said Selena.


“Aston?” said Cameron.  “I gotta ask you somethin’.”




“Why’d you leave me?  I was really scared.”


“I…” said Aston.  “I was scared too.  I thought there were sharks, so I went back to shore.  Only, when I looked for you, I didn’t see you so I thought they’d eaten you.”


“Aw, it’s okay.  I prob’ly did get ate by sharks.  I don’t really remember much after you left me.  Just a lot of water.  And a lot of pulling on my feet.  That was probably the sharks.”


“So that’s what happened?” I asked him.  “You got eaten by sharks?  Alice, your sister Alice, didn’t know what happened after Aston left you.”


He stared at us.


“That’s what I think.  It’s a hypo-hypo-hypitheesees.”

“Hypothesis?” I asked.

“Yeah, that.”


“Well,” I said.  “I don’t want you anywhere near the ocean again.”

“I don’t mind,” said little Cameron.  “I don’t want to meet any more sharks.”


Even Bonehilda was happy to see Cameron again.  At least, we think she was happy.  She doesn’t really talk.


“Hey, Alice,” said Nikial.


“Little Cameron’s not going to disappear into a grave in the morning, is he?”

“It is morning.  Does that answer your question?”

“The Grim Reaper said I’ll be just like any other little boy, ‘cept for bein’ a ghost,” Cameron said.

“Oh, okay, great!”


With little Cameron back, I feel alive again.  So I’m doing something I haven’t done in ages.


Then we had a big family meal with everybody including me.  I wanted little Cameron to have the full experience now that he has a second chance at life.

Oh, Alice left right before dinner was ready.  Don’t know why.  Maybe she was off to spread the good news to all her siblings.  And Holly.


“LC, your mom and I want to talk to you about something.”

“What’s LC?”

“Oh, I decided you should have a nickname, since we have the same name.”


“Okay.  So what’s it mean?”

“Little Cameron.”

“I like it!  But, you know, I won’t be little forever.”


“That’s okay, it suits you.”

“So what was this thingie you guys wanted to talk to me about?”


“Well, honey, we just don’t want you to get the wrong idea.”

“What do you mean?”

“Your dad.  He’s here for you.  But we’re not together.”

“Yes we are together.  We’re sitting on the same couch.”

“That’s not what I mean.  I mean that your dad and I are not…well, back together.”


“But he’s here…so why not?”

“LC, what she means is that while we love you, we have some differences of opinions on certain things.”

“Like what?”

“Like…um, about, uh, your mother’s bathing habits,” Cameron said.



“So, what we mean is that I am not married to your father anymore,” I said.  “We love you, and we care about each other, but we are not in love and we are not committed anymore.”

“So basically, if your mom brings home strange men, don’t be alarmed.”

“Cameron!” I said.

“What?  He should know the truth.  But LC, I’m still going to be here.  I’ll be here until you grow up.  Okay?”

“Okay,” said little Cameron.


Then he and I changed to our smaller selves.  As he darted around me and pestered Nikial, I watched him and smiled.

I was never letting my baby leave me again.

3 thoughts on “133. Do You Believe in Fairies?

    • Well, Cameron remembers what he knew at the time of his death. He didn’t know that Aston killed him, so he can’t tattle about that. I don’t want him to, anyways. Aston’s gotta stick around until he’s an adult, after all. It’d be kind of hard to do that from juvie, and anyways I doubt juvie could hold a child of Seth’s for long. 😛 Plus, I’m lazy and I don’t want to build a set.

      I haven’t got anything concrete planned for Aston, but I’m sure something will come to me eventually. I’d kinda like to wait till he’s a teen to have him do anything else chaotic, though. I have other things I’d like to get started on, like another baby daddy.

    • And I agree, little Cameron’s a cutie no matter his species. I miss his mix of Elena and Cam’s coloring, though. I might have him father a few grandkids just to keep his genetics going.

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