WOT. The castle. Wagner family's holiday.

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The great hall of the castle stood empty, its far corners and the uppermost reaches of its carved and fabulously vaulted ceiling forgotten in shadows. All was silent but for the soft scrape of a footstool's feet as it walked toward a side door.

Then, suddenly there were people in the room.

Kurt looked around, blinking, his arms tightening on Wolfen as Stephan clung to him in amazed silence. "Vhat...."

Beside him, Jabez broke her silence with a soft, "Wow."

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Sal arched an eyebrow at the trotting footstool and leaned over to pet it.

"This's like a bad Disney movie," she said, smiling slightly despite herself. The smile was short-lived, though - as soon as she straightened up she was wrapping her arms around Kurt and Wolfen and trying to hide again.

Look at yourself. It's like you're afraid to leave home.

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"I thought it vas a pretty good vone, mesel'." Joy shrugged and looked around, relaxing as always she did as soon as she got home.

"Shh." Kurt lay his cheek against her hair and rocked on his feet. "Shhh, Leibe, I have you."

"Have ye, b'y," murmured Wolfen, hugging for all she was worth.

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"How long do we have to stay here?"

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"Till yer ready t' go back." Joy twitched her ears as Stephan intently played with the hair on the back of her wrist, his little tail curled around her other wrist.

The footstool, meanwhile, put its front feet up on Sal's leg and seemed to beg for attention.

Joy glanced at it and shook her head. "Now ye've...."

Deep glad barking echoed from a side hall.

"Done it." She looked toward the dog sounds.

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Sal still didn't look very pleased as she leaned back down to pet the stool, staying close all the while.

"So what are we going to do here, then?" she asked, sounding very exasperated.

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Joy walked over to look down the hall. "Call yer dog off the coat tree?"

"Vhat?" Kurt's voice held startled laughter.

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Sal blinked.

"Wilcoxe?" she called out, and the shaggy brown Newfoundland came around the corner, looking very pleased with herself as she sat down in front of Sal, tail thumping.

"What were you doing?"

Wilcoxe's tongue just lolled and she rolled onto her back, clearly expecting a belly rub.

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"Had the parson down." Joy shook her head, then chuckled as the footstool jumped on the dog and Stephan scrambled down to join in the fun.

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Sal tilted her head and smiled slightly. It was definitely cute.

"So back t' what I asked earlier... what exactly do we do here?"

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"Rest. Holiday. T'ain't Hawaii, but tis fine enough fer all that." Joy looked at Wolfen, who was hiding from the game with her face on her father's chest. "Och, vhat's vrong wi' the wee lassie's wee leg?"

Kurt, staring at a random piece of furniture that was walking through, didn't hear her.

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"She's no longer invulnerable," Sal said, smiling as she rubbed her daughter's back. "Because of... well, ye knows."

She sighed and put the heel of her hand against her forehead, wondering if she'd ever feel normal again.