1. The Changeling Baby


    Date: 1/1/2016, Categories: Supernatural, Author: TamLin, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    one and only good dress that still fit. His father kissed her and then turned to William, apparently about to say something, but his words faltered. He ended up just patting William on the shoulder and giving him half a smile. William knew what it meant: Have a good day. We'll be back soon. He waited for them to leave the building, then slapped on his shoes, fumbled his keys in the lock, and vaulted up the stairs two at a time. It was a lucky break that they'd left him alone. He neither wanted to lie to them nor tell him where he was going. He hesitated before Nissa's apartment, staring into the faded grain and peeling paint on the old door before knocking twice. He was afraid her father might answer, but instead Nissa herself came. She was obviously surprised to see him but not, he noted with some satisfaction, displeased. "Hey," he said, and they paused for a moment, both unsure of what to do. Then he said, "Can I come in?" and she opened the door for him. It was abnormally dark inside, as he remembered it always was the few other times he’d been here. He heard the sounds of a TV farther in, but they were faint. Nissa locked the door and took William by the hand. He got a little lightheaded. Down boy, he thought. "Come on," she said, pulling him down the hall. “Let's talk in my room." William tripped. "What will your dad say?" "He's not here," Nissa said. "He took the kids out for the day." "Huh?" said William. He couldn't remember Nissa's dad ever stepping foot outside the ...
    house—or even the living room. "I know, right?" Nissa said, rolling her eyes. "It surprised me too. He said he felt bad about how I had to do all the work around here. I mean, he says that all the time, and I'm sure he even really means it, but this is the first time he's ever done anything. He said I should just relax while everyone is out. I don't think I even know how!" When they got to her room she flopped down on the bed while William stood half-in and half-out of the doorway, hands in his pockets. He had never seen Nissa's room (or any girl's room) before. It was curiously bare, with little furniture and virtually no decoration. He guessed she didn't really spend much time in here. Half the walls were a different color, suggesting a painting project that had been abandoned. The window was open, and it jogged his memory about why he was here. He realized Nissa was talking, and had been talking the whole time, but that he had no idea what she was saying: "…which was SO amazing, but of course I could only be there for half of it because I had to be home to make dinner for Taylor and Kevin and then drive Colin to soccer practice and—" William cleared his throat and tried to talk but all that came out was a croak. He blushed, but she didn't laugh at him, instead quieting and waiting for him to speak. He swallowed hard and tried again. "I wanted to talk to you because…some weird things have been happening to me lately." Her face became more serious. "I've been seeing things, ...
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