Without You There Is No Me

When I exited the airport the first thing I noticed was that it was cold. So much colder than San Diego. I hugged my arms to my body and felt Vic's warm arms around me. He kissed me gently on the head and I smiled. "Are you okay?" Vic asked.
"Yeah." I nodded.
"Nothing?"
"No, but we're not even by the place." I reminded him.
"When's the car coming?!" Jaime called.
"Jaime, shhh," Jess soothed. "We can all hear you."
"Oh," he grinned back. "Oh yeah."
"Is it a rich people car?" Mike asked.
"I don't know. They said a black jaguar. Is that a rich people car?"
"Yeah." Vic laughed in my ear.
Then a car pulled up and the window was winded down. I walked over and saw a middle aged man wearing a shirt and tie. I went to get closer but Vic grabbed my wrist. He walked in front of me and I peered behind him.
"Protective isn't he?" Mike teased.
"Are you from the Charlotte family?" Vic asked the man.
"They're my employers." he explained.
"Are you Gary?" I asked. I pushed in front of Vic and stood in front of the car. He looked up at me for a while. Before eventually he smiled.
"Yes, Miss." Gary smiled. He opened his door and got out to open the back door.
"I could have done that," I told him.
"Please," Gary said. "If some of you would go into the other car," he urged. Vic exchanged a look with the others before they put their bags away and piled inside the cars. "I'm sorry, you look very much like someone I know."
"That's okay," I told him before I got inside. I sat next to Vic and Gary got back into the front seat.
"What's that all about?" Vic whispered when we had started driving.
"I don't know." I mumbled.

An hour later I could see something come into view. We were headed for tall gates. They opened and the car drove it a long driveway. There was kept grass on either side. I saw a large glorified pond that was made from stone. The car pulled up outside a set of doors. My door was opened and I got out. I looked up and saw the house. It was huge. It was made out of old stone, the doors were old oak and the windows finished perfectly. "This is amazing." I breathed.
"Shit!" Mike exclaimed and Vic turned to glare at him.
"If you'll follow me," Gary urged. He took us inside the building and into a large entry hall. I followed him along a corridor and into a sitting room. "Someone will come and speak to you then I'll show you to your rooms." he said before he disappeared.
I sat down and Vic wrapped his arm around my waist. I laid my head on his shoulder and sighed. I felt the dizziness come again. But now I had a reason for it.
"Why couldn't you live this life again? At least Vic would be rich." Mike said.
"Shut up." Tony replied.
"Han'?" Jess asked.
"Again?" Vic asked gently.
"Yeah." I nodded.
"Do you want some water?" Jaime asked quickly.
"No, just see if it passes." I mumbled.
"Hannah?" someone asked.
"She feels a little sick." Vic said for me.
"I'm okay," I told them. I looked up and saw a elderly man. His face was crinkled and he he thin grey hair. The closer I looked the more I noticed. He had my eyes. This man who was more than sixty years older than me had my eyes. "Vic," I muttered. Vic hurried to help me up and kept a firm hold on me. "I'm sorry." I told Harry.
"No, please sit," he urged. I did as told and he came over to me. He kissed my cheek and squeezed my hand. "It's so good to see you." he sighed.
"Thank you." I smiled.
"You look like my granddaughter. Or she looks like you, identical. Accept for your nose and mouth maybe."
"You have my eyes." I couldn't help but say.
"Yes," he nodded. "So, who have you brought with you?"
"Sorry," I rushed. "This is Mike, Tony and Jess. They're my friends," I introduced them. "Jaime is my step brother and this is Vic. He's my-"
"I'm just hers." Vic interrupted.
"You're my boyfriend." I told him.
"We have rooms for you all," Harry told us. "But I know you were brief on the phone. Is there anything else you need to tell me?"
"Not really," I bit my lip. "I'm hoping to find more out about Hannah Charlotte. Or about myself. I want to help people and apparently I did when I was here. Lauren wanted me to come."
"How is Lauren?" he asked brightly.
"She's dead." I looked down.
"Oh, I'm sorry." he frowned.
"She makes herself known." Jaime said blandly.
"She was a very nice girl." he smiled.
As everyone was talking I felt myself become more and more drained. My head was resting against Vic and he was holding me gently. I stopped focusing on everyone and started to zone out.
"Hannah needs to lie down." Vic said.
"Of course. Gary will show you upstairs." Harry said.
"Can you walk?" Vic asked. I nodded silently and he helped me up. Vic walked with me, holding me tightly. I felt someone come to my other side and saw Mike.
"I beat Jaime to it." he told me.
We went up some stairs and I saw a door. I somehow managed to push everyone away. I opened the door and felt a warmth inside. I hurried in and went over to the bed. "This was mine." I told them. But I turned to only find Vic.
"What?" he asked.
"This was my room." I told him.
"It looks like it hasn't changed." he teased and went to sit on my bed. I went over to the desk and picked up a photo of myself with Robin standing next to me.
"It hasn't," I replied easily. I went over to the bed and lay down. Vic shifted himself so my head was in his lap and he started to play with my hair. He leant down and kissed my lips softly. "You see the desk over there." I sighed.
"Yeah." he nodded.
"I can see someone sitting in the chair." I told him. And I looked over at the chair and saw myself. I was sat staring longingly at the photo, my long, scarlet dress clad body tensed up. My fingers were twirling the one loose lock of hair that had fallen from it's pin.
"Who is it?" Vic asked.
"Me." I replied simply.
"What are you doing?"
"Pining." I explained as Vic ran his fingers through my hair.

Notes

Hey! This took forever to write. I don't know why. But what do you think? They're in England now. What about how Hannah is feeling and what she's seeing? What else will happen? What will they discover? :)