Out of the Darkness...Light (32/?)

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TITLE: Out of the Darkness...Light (32/??)
AUTHOR: DS
E-MAIL: lotr58@bellsouth.net
RATING: R--Violence, Angst
PAIRING: Orli/Viggo
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these guys (though I wish I did). No money is being
made from this endeavor and no disrespect is intended. It's all for fun!
And thanks so much to those of you looking it over for me:) Your time and
comments are much appreciated.
FEEDBACK: Yes, but be kind, gulp:)
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Thank you to everyone who replied and wrote comments. Each and every one is
very much appreciated.

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CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

Orlando

Once they were inside the room, the door closed securely behind them,
Orlando rounded on his mother, his eyes narrowed in confusion.

"What's going on, Mum?"

Reaching out, Sonia attempted to gather him into a reassuring
hug, but when he stepped back, just out of reach, she sighed and dropped her
arms to her side. Shaking her head, she tried to appease him.

"It's nothing, Orlando. Nothing for you to worry about at any
rate."

"Mum," he replied forcefully, "I'm not a child. I know
something's going on. You were angry. Viggo and the others were angry.
What happened?"

Seeing the pleading expression on his face, Sonia drew in a deep
breath, deciding what-or how much-to reveal to her son.

"Son, there's just been a.disagreement, that's all. It's
nothing important really."

Orlando looked at her skeptically, but realizing that she was
not going to reveal anything, he let the subject drop-at least for the
moment. He'd find out from one of the others what was going on.

"All right, Mum. I'll let it go."

Noticing the defeated look on his face, Sonia softened the look
on her face and forced a smile.

"Hey, you get to go home tomorrow. The doctor promised. Won't
that be nice? Once you're home, you can get back to your regular routine.
Everything will get back to normal." Seeing his doubtful look, she rushed
on, "You'll see. Everything will be fine."

Not really believing her, but not wishing to get into a long
discussion regarding the matter, Orlando just shrugged. Inside, though, his
mind was racing frantically. 'Back to normal? How could anything about his
life get back to normal? He wasn't normal anymore. He didn't even know what
normal was.'

A soft knock on the door interrupted his train of thought and he
and Sonia both looked up just in time to see Dom poke his head inside.

"Hey there. Feel like some more company?"

Orlando noticed Dom's eyes darting back and forth between him
and his mother, but was clueless as to the reason for it. Oh well, it would
be nice to visit with his friends. It would be nice to visit with Viggo
again. And Beanie, if he was here. Noticing his mother's sudden tension,
Orlando nodded at his friend and moved to sit in the chair by the window.

"Sure, come on in."

The door opened even wider to admit Dom and Elijah, with Viggo
and Beanie immediately behind them. Again, Orlando sensed his mother's
unease, but didn't know what the connection could be. At the moment,
however, he didn't really care. He was too tired to really think about it.
Right now, he just wanted to revel in the presence of his friends.

Dom and Elijah immediately began talking, asking him how he was
feeling, what he'd been doing. Beanie just stood there with a big grin on
his face, inserting a word here and there into the conversation, asking an
occasional question, just seeming to enjoy the company. And Viggo. Viggo
stood silent and still, his eyes seeming to sweep over every inch of his
body, as if drinking in the very sight of him. It made the young man
slightly nervous. But deep inside, he was very glad that Viggo was here.

So engrossed was he in conversation that he never noticed the
others drift in, gradually, over the course of the next half hour. It wasn'
t until the din in the room had risen and he glanced around, taking in the
entire Fellowship, along with Hugo that he noticed. And he felt a little
surge of warmth inside when he realized that they were all there for
him-just for him.

Not until his mother asked Viggo to step outside for a moment
did Orlando notice the slight tension remaining in the room. Surveying the
assembled crowd quickly, he saw that everyone was included. Especially his
mother and Sam. And Viggo and Bean. The others continued their chatter,
but kept casting anxious glances back and forth between each other and his
mother. Something was going on.

Viggo

His heart had given an anxious flutter when the door closed
behind Orlando and his mother. Orlando obviously knew something was going
on. The question was, what would his mother tell him? Would she be
truthful? Probably not. Or maybe she'd tell him a partial version of the
truth-her version? He didn't know what Orlando was going to hear, but he
had a feeling that he was not going to come out on top, whatever the woman
ended up saying.

And then, finally, Dom took the initiative and basically barged
into the room, the rest of them in tow. It was wonderful to be in Orlando's
presence again. He was able to just stand back and admire the young
man-bask in his closeness. Viggo knew he could stand and watch Orlando
forever. Even if he was just sitting there, doing nothing. And that is
what he did-stand and watch, stand and admire. Until his thoughts were
interrupted by a tightly controlled voice asking him to step outside.

Not wanting to leave Orlando, but also having no desire to
create a scene, Viggo agreed, exiting the room quietly. Once out in the
hall, Orlando's mother rounded on him, her eyes narrowed in anger, her face
contorted in fury.

"How dare you go against my orders! I gave explicit
instructions that you were not to come here!"

Hands outstretched as if in appeasement, Viggo shook his head
slightly in an attempt to gather his wits about him. The woman before him
was enraged, and getting worse.

"Mrs. Bloom. I only have Orlando's best interests at heart.
You have to know that. I wouldn't hurt him for the world."

A strange look came over her face at his last words, and he
forged ahead, hoping he had the advantage for the moment.

"I want only the best for your son," he reiterated. "I want to
do everything possible to help him recover from this.this horrible
incident."

Venom in her voice, she leaned in close to him.

"Then why are you spreading horrible lies about him?"

Dumbfounded, Viggo just looked at her, trying to figure out what
she was talking about.

"Lies? What do you mean?"

"Why are you filling his head with fabrications about the past?
Hmmmm?"

Shaking his head in confusion, Viggo was speechless for the
moment. Then, recovering slightly, he continued.

"But, I haven't. I don't know what you're talking about. I
would never lie to Orlando."

A humorless laugh was his response. The woman had a strange
look on her face.

"Oh, but you have, Mr. Mortensen. You have. It was because of
you that my son ended up in the psychiatric ward. No one in my family has
ever been a patient in a ward like that."

"Mrs. Bloom. What lies are you talking about? What am I
supposed to have told Orlando that wasn't true?"

If it was possible, the woman looked even more angry.

"You are telling him things that are simply untrue."

Looking at her in confusion, and not a little exasperation,
Viggo shook his head once more.

"Mrs. Bloom. I haven't told him anything that's not been
confirmed by the physicians."

"You're lying!" the woman hissed.

A niggling of something was churning in the back of Viggo's
mind. He just couldn't put his finger on it.

"Mrs. Bloom. Why are you so adamant that it didn't happen?"

Paling noticeably, she shook her head in negation.

"It's none of your business. Just stay away from my son."

But Viggo had had enough. This time, he wasn't going to give
in.

"No, I won't. I want to help Orlando get through this, and the
doctors say part of that is helping him face his past."

"There is no past. Just leave it alone!"

The woman was simply irate, and Viggo took several steps back in
an attempt to get away from her. But he wasn't yet willing to give up, nor
was he ready to drop the topic of conversation. He was going to see this
through.

"Why? Why are you insisting this never happened? It makes no
sense."

She just looked at him with something akin to hatred. Seeing
his advantage, Viggo pressed on.

"In fact, you were there! You're his mother. Didn't you see
anything? Notice anything? You lived in the same house. How could
something like this.this abuse.have gone on for so many years without you
knowing?"

Watching her carefully, Viggo saw her expression change
slightly, the intense hatred being replaced by something else. He wasn't
quite sure what, though.

"I mean, who was this man, that you let him into your house?
Into your lives and the lives of your children?"

Regaining her voice, Sonia boomed back.

"He was a good man. My husband's best friend. A wonderful help
to me."

"What do you mean? A wonderful help?"

"When Harry died, I needed.somebody. Alexander stepped in. He
took over many of the things I couldn't handle. He helped with the
children. He kept us going."

"And you needed that, didn't you? His help?"

The vague niggling in the back of his mind was starting to take
shape, but Viggo didn't like the direction it was going.

"Of course I needed his help. I was grief-stricken. A widow
with two small children. I needed all the help I could get. He did nearly
everything for us."

"Well, he must have been a wonderful man. Very giving." Viggo
replied sarcastically. "What did he expect in return? Your son?"

"No!" she positively shouted. "It wasn't like that. He loves
Orlando. He always has."

"So you sacrificed Orlando to him. Is that it? You gave him
your son so that your comfortable life could continue? So someone else
would continue to handle things for you? So you wouldn't have to worry about
anything?"

"No, it wasn't like that at all." she repeated. "I had to do
something, didn't I? And he promised he wouldn't hurt."

She trailed off suddenly, as if realizing what she was about to
reveal. But Viggo knew! He knew suddenly that his instinct had been
correct. And he was sickened by it. He was sickened even more by the
realization that the door to Orlando's room was open and Orlando, himself,
was standing there listening.drinking in every sordid word. The expression
on the young man's face sickened Viggo even more. He had heard!
  

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Comments

[estels-artemis.livejournal.com]

You can't stop now!!! Please more....

[zach1.livejournal.com]

Poor Orlando, his mother gave him to that man! Now she trying to keep her secert. Good chapter.

[ireth06.livejournal.com]

How do explain something like that to your son....Being a mum I have NO idea!
This is an horrible situation for anyone to be in. What will Orlando do? And more important, how will he react and what will it do to his therapy.
Thanks for sharing, hugs and kisses! I find this fic truely amazing!

[littlegreenleaf.livejournal.com]

Another great chapter, my luv. I can't wait to see what you've got in store for us next!

[sitaray.livejournal.com]

OH MY GOD!!! Orli heard???/ You have to update now....and soon! I can't imagine what this is going to do to poor Orli!