The One That Got Away

What do you mean????????

"Baby?" Said Freya, eyes wide,

"Yes." Said Tom, walking towards her again. "Our Baby."

Freya tried to breathe deeply but seemed to be failing. She shut her eyes.

"You did this on purpose." She said, he looked away from her. "I'm not raising a child with you."

"I have a right as a father." Said Tom, he was then knocked back several paces by magic.

"No." Said Freya. "Parenting is a privilege not a right, Tom."

"Don't be irrational, love, I can give you both everything." He said and Freya actually laughed.

"Do you know who I am? I am Freya Taschereau the richest woman in the world. What could you possibly give us that I couldn't?" She asked incredulously, "I hate to play the wealth card, but there it is."

Tom took a deep breath, and began walking towards her. This is not how he imagined this going. In his mind he had pictured a shotgun wedding.

"A child needs a father." Said Tom,

"No, a child needs love." Said Freya, "I didn't have a father until I was eight. I turned out fine."

"So I'll have to wait eight years to be a father, our child will have to wait to have a father?" He said incredulously she rolled her sapphire eyes at him.

"No, there are other men in my life who can act as a father figure." Said Freya her wings threatening to make an appearance, "Frank practically raised me and he's still around."

"What about you. You need love. Who will love you and our baby like I would." He asked, walking towards her.

"My needs became secondary the second you knocked me up without telling me." Yelled Freya, gold mist started to surround them. "What did you think would happen? I would think, oh here is my manipulative ex who has literally held someone I cared about hostage, killed at least three people, and has a plan to eradicate muggle borns, What father material." Sarcasm dripped from her tone and cut Tom like knives to his heart.

"Freya, stay with me. Please." Said Tom, getting closer to her, "Life without you is nothing, I feel nothing without you."

"Sorry, Tom, but now it really is Over." Said Freya before disappearing in a whirlwind of golden magic.

She appeared at her apartment in Paris and began packing her things. Freya Taschereau was going off the grid for a few months. She would set up a nice home for her and whoever was growing inside her.

Because if nothing else, Freya Taschereau always did the right thing. At least she tried to.

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On the coast of Nova Scotia she set up an estate. There were fields of flowers and a large house. She was lonely but Candace came to visit. Always commenting on how fat she'd gotten, to which Freya would hit her. Hard.

The people in the town were nice enough. There was even a doctor. It was a quaint town, but there was a movie theatre, and a post office. Owls were common in the area so Freya needn't worry about sending hers out three times a day.

She kept up with her work, claiming illness. No one questioned her. She was the boss. She was the only one capable of running Taschereau industries successfully, she was the only one who could control her team.

"What the fuck do you mean there are two of them?" Asked Freya her eyes wide as Candace laughed from the seat beside her.

"That's why you're  so fat." Said Candace.