She knew she would find her bed empty. Not long after Pyro was born, Daryl had moved his desk into a spare bedroom and conveniently began sleeping in there alone, "so he could hear the kids better." Well, he wasn't hearing them now! she thought with immense irritation.
Raven grinned. That had felt good! She should kick all the stupid toys more often!
Onyx shook his head quickly, struck mute.
"Listen you little brat! You got me out of bed at 5 in the morning! What the hell is your problem?" she demanded, her voice growing louder as she ranted.
Raven flung a hand out to indicate the newborn. "See!!" she screamed nastily, glaring at Onyx in his crib. "Look what you did, you brat!"
She shook him slightly. "STOP!" she demanded just as Daryl flew into the room.
Daryl's mouth dropped open as he floundered for a reply.
Raven glared at the weakling she'd picked as a husband. He'd been more trouble than he was worth. She already had a plan in place to get rid of him.
"I can talk to them however I want. They're my children. Onyx isn't even your son!" Raven said, crossing her arms and glaring at him.
At the unwelcome reminder, Daryl deflated. Sometimes it was easy to forget since he loved Onyx like his own. But, it reminded him...
Daryl took a breath and worked up the courage to confront Raven. "I know," he told her, unable to say anything more.
Daryl shook his head. "No," he clarified. "I know about your husband, Hector Landgraab," he paused for dramatic effect. "Lacie..."
Daryl stared at his wife in shock. It almost felt as though this confrontation was happening to someone else. Only the slight sting from where her palm had cracked his cheek kept him rooted in this bizarre scene.
"You can't tell anyone!" Raven demanded, panic setting in as her reality blew apart into little pieces. He knew. He knew she was Lacie.
"Our marriage is a farce. I'm filing for divorce," he told her remotely. "I'm taking Pyro, and Onyx if you'd let me."
"Raven! Let go!" Daryl snapped, reaching for her wrist and trying to jerk her hands away from him. He tried to shove her away, but Raven just surged forward into his body.
"Promise me!" she shrieked as she collided with him, knocking him off-balance. "Promise you won...." she trailed off, watching in horror as Daryl staggered backwards, losing his balance and careening down the stairs.
Tears threatened to spill. Not from the loss of life that was laid out at the bottom of her stairs, but because she would need to call police... again. And there would be an investigation... again. And the public would cast stones at her again...
She smacked his shoulder uselessly again. "You idiot!" she whispered.
Lieutenant McCray followed her gaze to the woman standing off to the side, crying delicately as the department processed the accident. "I'll go have a chat," he assured Rose, striding across the room purposefully.
Raven shook her head. "Knight-Fell," she corrected automatically.
Royce blinked. For a moment, all semblance of grief and despair had leeched from the widow's voice as she corrected him matter-of-factly. Rose was right. Interesting. He watched her carefully for any other signs of deception as he continued on. "My apologies. My condolences, Mrs. Knight-Fell. If we could just step out of the room, I'd like to ask you a few questions."
Raven held back her annoyance with the observant officer. Damn that nosy busy-body rookie for being suspicious in the first place! Her gaze cut to the female officer who was trying to act like she wasn't watching them before she pasted on a wobbly smile and focused on the officer in front of her. "Of course, Officer. Although, I don't know what else I could tell you that I didn't tell Officer... oh dear, I'm afraid I didn't catch her name..."
Raven allowed Lieutenant McCray to lead her into the sitting room off the side of the stairs.
A small flinch at the mention of her name.
"Of course," she replied tightly. "I'm so sorry, I'm just so out of sorts right now... my dear Daryl..."
Royce purposefully looked down at his notebook and pulled out a pen. "So, please walk me through me what happened. Where you there when Mr. Knight fell?"
He cocked his head. "Any reason you weren't in the nursery?"
"No, no, of course not."
"6 in the morning. Were the kids sleeping or awake?" he paused and watched her.
"Sleeping." Raven's eyes shot to the floor and to the left. A telling sign, Royce noted.
"If they were sleeping, why were you both upstairs on the landing?"
Raven began to worry. She buried her face in her hands. "Oh, I don't know. I guess the kids were awake and we'd just put them back to sleep! I'm sorry, it's just... I'm so... " She buried her face in her hands and sobbed uncontrollably.
Raven breathed a sigh of relief as he turned to leave.
Raven wept delicately into her pillow. "Thank you, Nathan," she told him sweetly.
After tonight, he would need to encourage Raven to enlist the help of a nanny. He and Raven would be far too busy for hands-on childcare.