Silent Heart


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16th April 2012

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26th February 2012

Selene’s bio

Name: Selene Sparrow-Jones

From: POTC

Age: Always 16

Appearance: Always sun tanned, blue eyes, black hair with electric blue streaks, tall

Outfit: A white just- below- the- knee skirt, gray tank top and a brown vest, no shoes

Family: Mother is Tai Dalma, and father is Davy Jones, and Jack Sparrow is like my brother

Favorite Color: Ocean Blue

Best Friends: Jack Sparrow and Will Turner

Partner/ Shipping: Stephin (Cabin Boy)/ Soal Shipping James Sparrow-Turner /Ocean Shipping

Hobby: Swimming beside the ship and working up my powers

Flaw: I eats souls though sailor’s mouths’ (the kiss of death) and my streaks are extremely sensitive, they are my life force

Love: The sea, my mother, my father , Jack, the Crew, The Pearl, and James

Hate: England and Barossa

19th February 2012

Chip part 2

Papa showed the letter to a guard at a gate. The gate was huge! It towered over us. The early
afternoon sun cast a shadow over the guards, making them look scary. The guard called for the
gate to be opened. The gate revealed a huge castle, made of either glass or ice. It was a lot
bigger then my palace home. It was so big I just wanted to run the corridors. I followed Papa
through the garden. Lilies, roses, apple trees and more, in almost every color, outlined the
cobblestone walkway. Papa turned to me. 
“Keep your hood up and walk quietly, don’t attract attention to yourself.” He warned. I nodded
and flipped up my hood, over my eyes. We walked up the steps to the huge doors of the Castle.
The doors swung open by themselves, like magic. I was cooler in the Castle. It felt like early fall
rather than midsummer.
“Aww, Rumby, so good to see you again.” Said a woman dressed in black. She had the reddest
lips I’ve ever seen! She approached Papa with arms open. Papa pushed me behind himself, shielding
me from her. 
“Queen-y!” He bowed. Smiling at her.
“Who’ve you got there Rumby?” She wondered aloud, acknowledging me. 
“Oh! This is Chip your majesty.” Papa steps aside and whispered in my ear to curtsy. I did, wobbling. 
“Who is Chip to you, my dear friend?” She said eyeing me. Her ice cold eyes made me uncomfortable.
I stepped behind Papa again. 
“She is a child servant.” Papa lied. What was so wrong about this lady that Papa had to protect me
from her. 
“Step-mother!” Said a beautiful maiden; strolling into the grand hall. She had skin paler then
mine, black hair and red lips. 
“Aww, Snow!” She said, forcing a smile. “Snow, why don’t you take Rumpelstiltskin’s new friend
and show her around?” Papa bowed to Snow and I followed his lead hand, curtsying. 
“Yes Step-mother.” She sighed took my hand. “Come on.” She took me out of the hall and down
some elaborate hallways.
“I’m Chip!” I smiled. She pushed open a big door, revealing a huge courtyard. The courtyard
looked acres and acres wide. It was a garden even more amazing than the one Papa brought me
through before. 
“I’m Snow White.” She said turning to me. “Here! It’s too warm out here for a cloak. She unpinned
my traveling cloak and draped it over a bench. The hood loosened my ribbons so my suddenly, free
hair was now falling in front of my eyes again. Snow giggled “This is my favorite place in the whole
world.” She twirled with her arms open. She strolled down the path and I followed, walking beside
her. “Come this way. How long have you known Sir Rumpelstiltskin?” I thought for a moment.
“My whole life!” 
“How many years do you have? I have 13” 
“No years, I have four weeks.” I explained. Snow stopped and stared at me. 
“You’re magical!” She gasped. Now it was my turn to look at her puzzled. 
“No I’m a china tea cup.” I blinked. We started walking again. “My Papa is the magical one;
he turned me into a person.” She nodded as we walked around a bend revealing a white gazebo.
Snow and I walked inside. 
“Here, Chip, take this.” She handed me a yellow flower with the middle popped out. She tucked
it behind my ear. “It’s a Black Eyed Susan. It makes you look beautiful.” I smiled. 
“Thank you Princess.” 
“Do you want to play a game?” Snow asked.
“What’s a game?” I asked. 
“It’s something you do that’s fun.” She explained. 
“Like running?” I gasped. I loved using my new legs. 
“Yes but you usually play a game with someone you enjoy being with.”
“I enjoy being with you, Papa and Lady Lane.!” I gasped. “So I can play games with them!”
Snow smiled. 

“I’ll show you all my favorite games!” Snow offered. I nodded. Snow and I played until the Queen
called us in. Papa told me that we were going to stay for a few days. I was glad, It meant I got to
spend a few more days with my new friend.

18th February 2012

Yayyyy Chip <3 :D

I sat in the grand hall, at the large oak table, working on my needle point. I tried again and
again to get this complicated stitch. The fact was Papa kept the curtains closed to keep out
the sun. Lady Lane- my tutor- assigned me to finish my sampler’s border by next week. I pricked
my finger and snapped. 
“Eggghhh!” I yelled as I threw the limp piece of fabric across the room. Papa walked into the
hall, with pieces of parchment in his hands. I snapped back in. I jumped out of my seat, happy
to see the scarred, slimy face of Papa. “Hello Papa.” I said, joining him at his side. “Is that a
letter? What does it say?” I asked tucking a loose strand of pale yellow hair behind my ear. It’s
times like theses I wish I could read. Lady Lane taught me the alphabet but she says that that’s
the first step to reading. 
“It’s a letter from my friend.” He said putting a finger to the side of his face. “She has summoned
me.” I widened my eyes.
“A girl! Are we going to go?!Are we going outside?!” I’ve never been outside before but I’ve seen
it though my window. Papa sighed.
“Dear-y, Go get your traveling cloak I gave you.” I nodded and reached to my bed chamber to
fetch my cloak to head out side.

I skipped ahead of Papa, feeling the sun on my face, happy to see the foliage and anything else
that I didn’t have inside. 
“Stay by me, Dear-y. Remember what I told you about the outside?”
I slowed down, letting him catch up.
“The world is a dangerous place, especially for little girls like me.” I recited. Papa’s face was
hidden by his heavy hood. I wondered how he could keep his hood on during the late summer
morning. The path has woven its way around the trees in the thick forest. “How long until we get
there, Papa?” I asked.
“A few more hours’ walk.” He kept his eyes forward. I sighed and we walked in silence.

17th February 2012

Monica and the Twins

I glanced at the clock; a quarter to 5. It was an exhausting first day back. “Did you two like the hospital?”
I said walking over to the twins and lying on the couch with their father sitting beside them. “House
wants you darling.” I told him. 
“We’ll go home when I come back.” He said standing up and giving me a quick kiss. I scooped up both
of my kids and kissed the top of their heads, sharing their father’s kiss with them. The babies looked
exhausted. “I guess it’s right to be with you two and feeding at 9. I put both babies back into their
carriers. My little angels looked peaceful as they fell into the deepest sleep of their short little lives. I
started tearing up remembering how much physical and emotional pain I had to go through and I wouldn’t
change a thing to get where I am today.
“Monica are you ready to go home?” Robert said appearing behind me. I quickly wiped the tears from
my eyes and threw my arms around him. “I’m so proud of you.” He said bringing his face close to mine. 
“I’m so tired Rob.” I sighed. He put his hands on my waist and kissed me. It was a, No-matter-what-
I’ll-love-you kind of kiss. I pulled off his lab coat and pulled away. “Let’s go home.” He released me
and grabbed both babies as I put both of our lab coats on the coat rack by the door. 
“Let’s go home.” Robert said.

16th February 2012

Adams and The Twins

I sat on the couch next to the kids. I couldn’t stop looking at them. I never
knew how much I wanted kids myself. I picked up Emma and cuddled her
in my arms. She gurgled happily. I think I want a girl. ‘Awww aren’t you
cute.” I said, stroking her cheek softly with the back of my hand. She yawned
and feel back to sleep. I lightly kissed her forehead and set her back
beside her brother. I leaned forward and kissed Chase’s forehead too. 

16th February 2012

Chase and His Kids

I made marks in my notes at the office table. The twins where set up by my feet.
Emma let out a little moan. “Oh Emma, don’t do this to me!”I slid my seat back,
stood up and picked her up.”Do you know how hard it is to juggle your needs, Chase’s
needs, Mummy’s needs, my patient’s need, House’s needs and Foreman’s needs?”
I asked her. She gurgled happily and swung her arm, hitting me in the nose. I sighed.
“EMMMMAAAAA! Who is daddy’s angel?” I asked her. She batted her olive eyes and
squealed happily. Her squeal woke Chase up with a pout. “Look what you did Emma.”
I said laying her on the blue couch. I picked up my son. “Chase!” I said his name
quickly. It felt strange using my own name. “How’s my boy?” He opened and closed
his mouth, trying to talk like his father. “Not yet, but soon.” I assured him, laying him
down next to his sister. I couldn’t believe these two miracles where mine and Monica’s.
I remember I asked Monica to marry me when she told me about the pregnancy.
I chucked at the memory

16th February 2012

The Chase-Simms kids with House

House was in his inner office, studying an MRI, He was watching Chase’s new borns who where
both sleeping in their carrier on the floor near his white arm chair. House couldn’t remember
when Kathrain was that small. Stacy had always taken care of her whenever he was at work.
If this goes well maybe he’ll talk to Wilson about adopting. House kept glancing back to the babies.
The boy was his godson and he had suggested the name Chase for him. “Chase Gregory Chase.”
House muttered to himself, a humorous name. He glanced at the children again. They look very
healthy from the state they were in a few weeks ago. He put down the black, sticky paper and sighed.
He grabbed his cane and hoppled over to the twins and lied down on the floor, at their level. “You
two are the most boring…” he searched for an offensive term that fit the two sacks of flour. “…pieces
of coal ever.” Emma opened her eyes and stared down House. House chuckled. “I know I’m a crippled,
but I can take you in a fight.” Emma closed her eyes and went back to sleep. Chase yawned and
opened his eyes now, watching out for his sister while she slept. “Hello Chase, how is life so far?”
He said to the green-eyed babe. Chase reached out for House but his little arm couldn’t reach. “I
bet I can take you in a fight too, huh?” he said using the hand he wasn’t leaning on to fix the
boy’s falling blanket. Chase grabbed one of House’s fingers and squeezed. He was a lot weaker then
House expected but impressive, for 3 weeks ago he couldn’t hold on to anything at all. “OK you can
let go now.” He tried to pull, gently, his hand away but the baby held tight. House ripped his hand
out of Chase’s grip. Chase pouted and started to whimper. House sighed. “Don’t. Don’t cry.” He begged.
Chase sniffled in his whimper, as if knowing what House was asking of him. “Sleep now, little one.”
He waved his hand in front on the child. He was out like a light before House put his hand down.
House struggled to get back up. He limped back to his desk, sat down and picked his MRI back up. 

16th February 2012

The other Jessica

I just wanted to tell my friend that she looked angelic in her video. (I had to use that look for a stage production I was in. (I had to die my hair black)) She hasn’t ben my friend for long and I haven’t met her in real life…yet. But I can truly call her a friend, share my secrets and hopes with her. My crushes, loves and hates. She knows them all. She is a wonderful person to know. Every aspect of her is like-able. I am proud of her that she posted that video. I couldn’t have asked for a better friend

P.s I loved the house poster in the back <3

15th February 2012

Monica 3 (b)


“Wait!” I called down the hall. House’s team just left me with Simms’ kids.
I don’t mind babysitting, but Ken has told me I scare them. I turned on my
heels in towards my office. The baby carriers where set on the couch on the
opposite side of the room. Both children stared at me uncomfortably. “Hi.” I said
to the kids. Emma cocked her head to the left. “House is really gonna get,
Ohhhh, he’s gonna get something when we get home.” I said happily to the
twins. Emma smiled like she understood. “Aren’t you cute?” I stroked her cheek;
she looked like she was going to cry at my touch. I pulled back and she smiled
again, strange. I glanced over at Chase. He was still staring at me. I picked him
up and his stare never broke. “You’re my favorite. I whispered in his ear.