I'll Be Seeing You {RadioDust}

Chapter 43

Anthony smiled and moved in once he saw Alastor was comfortable. Staying off of his back, he put his cheek on the man's chest and wrapped his arm around his neck as best as he could.
"I love you so much."
He sighed out, closing his eyes.

Letting one hand rest in Anthony's hair, gently playing with soft blonde locks, Alastor moved his other hand slowly to the small of his lovers back, gently rubbing the muscles over in careful circles, hoping to ease any pain that Anthony was feeling.
"What I feel for you is beyond anything that words can convey, but for now, the word love will have to do."
He smiled, slowly letting his eyes close in pure contentment.

But as most things went, that bliss barely lasted ten seconds.

It was faint, given that Alastor's bedroom door was closed, but audible nonetheless. The loud ringing of a telephone from downstairs in the hallway began to echo throughout the house, the sound showing no signs of stopping no matter how much Alastor tried to ignore it for the best part of five seconds.
"Damn it..."
Alastor cursed, clearly displeased as he sat up once Anthony had shifted off of him.

It was last year that Alastor and Amélie had welcomed a telephone into their home, and while they didn't get calls often; when they did, they were usually of importance.

Anthony, of course, knew of this, being one of the only ones to call regularly.
He cracked his eyes open and sighed, watching as his lover sat up. Anthony's first thought was that it was Amélie from the hospital, calling to see if Alastor was home.
"I ain't goin' anywhere. Take your time, amo."
He smiled softly, watching as Alastor left the room again.

With an expression of irritancy, Alastor hurried his way down the stairs and into the hallway where the phone was still ringing away.
Grabbing the receiver and holding it up to his ear, the man curtly spoke to find out just who was calling.
"Afternoon, Levesque."
To be completely honest, he hadn't even checked the time to see if it even was the afternoon anymore.

There was a moment's silence, crackling static filling Alastor's ear until eventually, a voice piped up from the other end. A woman's voice, and not one that Alastor recognized.
"Hello? Is this Alastor I'm speakin' to? It's Maria- well, Molly Ragnatela."

Brows raising, Alastor's attention was now fully on the caller, his relaxed and slouched posture straightening up.
"Molly? Why, yes! This is Alastor! What a pleasant surprise this is, hearing your voice. Now that I think about it, I'd recognize that accent anywhere, haha!"
There was no doubt that she was calling for her brother, but there was just one issue to that. Anthony could barely walk, and carrying someone down the stairs was much harder than carrying someone up.

"Can't believe I'm finally gettin' to hear y' voice. As much as I'd love t' talk though, I don't have long so could y' get Tony on?"

"Completely understandable. He's just upstairs, won't be a moment!"
Leaving the receiver face up on the table that was just to the side, Alastor quickly made his way back up to his room and opened the door, looking to Anthony who was still laying in the position he'd left him.
"Anthony darling, the timing is most inconvenient, but your sister is on the phone wanting to speak with you."

Anthony's eyes shot open and he looked to the man standing in the doorway.
"What?"
He started to sit up.
"Is she okay? Does she sound upset? Frantic?"
Anthony himself was getting a little frantic. Molly wouldn't call unless something was very wrong.

Starting an attempt to stand on his own two feet, the blonde started hurriedly started wobbling his way to the door, literally looking like a newborn foal.

Quickly reaching out for Anthony, Alastor offered him an arm, holding the door open as he helped the other out of the room, holding him up slightly.
"If it's any consolation, then she sounded perfectly fine to me. I'm sure she simply wants to see how you are."
He nodded, the two of them making their way to the top of the stairs, Alastor taking a step down first before helping Anthony down another. They continued that method until finally, they reached the downstairs hallway.
"Are you alright?"
He asked as he took a step away from Anthony.