A/N: Wellllll I've gotten a few votes and views on this story so far, so I must be doing something right ≧◡≦ Hope you peeps like this chapter!

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Brahms crept through his maze of hidden passageways, heading towards the kitchen quietly before spotting his Nanny. She was still leaning against the cabinets, passed out from a combination of things it seemed...

The man behind the mask sighed without a sound, frowning while wondering what he could do to make things any better. Truthfully, he didn't want to scare the woman... He just wanted to interact with her however he could. And as far as he knew, or was taught by his parents, she or anyone else, would only love the perfect version of himself... Not the scarred man he had inevitably grown into over the years.

I hope Aurora can see the real me....... One day... He thought, glancing down at the doll in his arms. It's smooth, flawless face stared back almost condescendingly, forcing him to remember what was hidden under his own layer of porcelain...

Brahms shook his head breifly, clearing the negative thoughts away before creeping forward. He stepped next to Aurora's sleeping form, not making a sound while placing the smaller version of himself right beside her, a pleasant feeling washing over him instantly as he took in the adorable sight. It was very hard for the man not to feel a little jealous too however, a part of him never truly understanding why he couldn't be the one cuddling with her right now.

I want to nap on her shoulder... Brahms' inner voice pouted, watching the woman's chest continue to rise and fall as he stood there. He knew he should leave soon, seeing as Aurora could wake up at any moment... But that fact didn't stop him from reaching forward and placing little Brahms in her lap, his fragile head glancing away so as not to startle her. If Brahms couldn't be there himself, then living vicariously through the doll was the next best thing in his opinion...

One last glance and he was quickly disappearing back into the shadows, waiting for what would happen next and hoping that his new nanny wasn't going to try something foolish...

Like leaving...

After a few minutes Aurora started to come to, blinking her eyes groggily before rubbing them. She laid her hands back down while letting a breath out, jumping slightly as they hit something unexpected... Something soft, yet firm, making the woman glance down slowly as she noticed the doll resting on her. Aurora's eyes widened as she froze, not knowing what to do or really how to react...

This doll....... O-oh my God... It... It... She struggled to even find the words while panicking, tensing up as she debated her next move. This doll is possessed or something... But....... It doesn't seem evil... Aurora paused, truly thinking about it for a moment as she relaxed ever so slightly. The Heelshire's... They knew.......This... This is crazy!

The more sane half of her brain was setting off alarm bells, sending the woman signals to run, to get the hell out of this creepy situation while she still could. But another, stronger part of her felt sympathy. Sympathy for whatever spirit was still obviously lingering here...

She glanced down at the doll that was still resting on her lap, a pang of empathy striking her heart as she realized something else. This ghost....... It's just a child...

Probably a very lonely child...

Aurora let out the breath she'd been holding while thinking back on her time here, knowing that if this spirit had wanted to hurt her, it could have... But it hadn't. Instead, it had witnessed her failing to care for herself and had actually tried to help. That was the only explanation. It was as if the ghost wanted Aurora to be well, to be able to care for the doll and follow the rules that the Heelshire's had explained...

It was difficult not to feel overwhemled for a second time the more she thought about it, instantly cutting off her own thoughts and theories as she tried to remain calm. Aurora placed a tenative hand on the doll in her lap, wondering how she was going to move forward from here...

What have I gotten myself into...?

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A/N: I know this chapter is a little short, but I'm already working on the next one and I promise it'll be a bit more exciting ;3

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