lady_mary: Lady Mary Crawley walking the grounds at Downton Abbey (on the grounds)
After so many months bound at Milliways, Mary almost doesn't notice when her door home unexpectedly reappears one day.

(Almost.)

What began as an inconvenience eventually became a relaxing, if strange, holiday from the realities of home, but once she's sees the door, Mary knows it is her duty to return.

Anna welcomes Mary back as if she had only returned from a normal morning walk, judiciously choosing not to comment on Mary's change of outfit and shoddily styled hair.

(Even months at Milliways couldn't give Mary the skills to style her own her hair well. Some days she resorted to braiding it, like a much younger woman, but couldn't quite bring herself to wear it down.)

Mary spends the afternoon not hiding, but reacclimating herself to much more lavish surroundings, until it is time to dress for dinner.

~*~

Mrs. Crawley hasn't visited since Matthew left to take up his commission in the Army. Mary doesn't miss her company, specifically, but she can feel the hole Cousin Isobel's absence leaves in their Downton social circle, not the least because there's no one left to take up Sybil's side of things against Granny and Papa in dinner conversation. That role could fall to Mary, but she usually opts to make digs against Edith rather than taking any political stand.

Matthew writes, but not very often, and only to Papa. He reads the letters aloud to his daughters at breakfast. Those days, Mary's morning ride lasts longer than usual.

~*~

Mary is more conscious of Matthew's absence at Downton than she was at Milliways, but it's becoming an old ache. What she's surprised to realize is that she misses the friendships she had begun to build while she was away.

Anna, as always, is Mary's sounding board at home. She listens patiently, doesn't judge harshly, and gives advice that is both frank and kind. Mary shares stories about the many new people she's met: the foreign queen, the elf woman with the strange tattoos, the foul-mouthed American police woman, the faerie squire—even the unruly mob in unusual matching suits.

Anna begins to teach Mary to dress her own hair, and when Sybil finds out—she catches Mary practicing one day—she insists on learning, too. They hold practice sessions in Mary's room and can't resist the urge to use their meetings to share gossip along with hairdressing instructions. To Mary's surprise she find herself having fun.

~*~

If she were a different person, Mary might throw herself into work, but of course there isn't any work to do. (There are charity functions to attend in support of the war effort, but those are simply social obligations.) Instead, she decides to continue her musical study.

Edith finds Mary in the music room one day, practicing a tricky passage of Chopin.

"Mary?" she asks. "You're the last person I expected to find here."

Mary scowls at her. "I took the same lessons you did."

She doesn't really want to fight about this. It's not worth it. But with Edith, the worst always slips out.

She keeps practicing anyway, ignoring Edith's disbelief at her skill after so many years of neglect. One of these days she'll find herself at the end of the universe again, and she needs to be ready for Ysalwen's first lesson.
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Mary returns to her hostesses home in Lincolnshire clutching a small case. Thankfully, it had been sitting in her rented room when she returned upstairs from the bar, because their was no way she could put her own garments back on by herself, and she was most certainly not asking any of the other patrons for help.

She rings for Anna, who arrives quickly, and to her credit, does a very good job not letting Mary's strange attire throw her.

"Good evening, m'lady."

"Good evening, Anna. Please, could you help me out of these ridiculous clothes."

"Will you be going back down to the drawing room, m'lady."

"Oh, no. I've had about all I can take of them for one day. I'd rather retire early." Though is it truly early if she's been gone for hours, first riding, then socializing with strange women.

Anna helps her out of her jacket and gently folds it on a chair. "You haven't asked where I've been or why I've been dressed this way."

"I wouldn't want to pry," says Anna. "You'll tell me if you need to."

"You'd hardly believe me."

"I've never known you to be a liar, m'lady."

"Well it began right after Patrick died…" Anna listens attentively as Mary recounts her first and subsequent visits to Milliways, freely admitting that the place she's describing seems impossible. She herself would find it impossible had she not seen it first hand.

Anna doesn't excuse Mary of trying to deceive her, nor does she seem to think that Mary is hysterical. However, she does ask, "Are you sure it's safe, m'lady?"

"I hadn't really thought," Mary answers. "People there are strange, but no one has threatened me harm."

Anna agrees that it's best not to tell Countess, or anyone else in Mary's family. Their reactions would probably be less measured than Anna's. And as for the clothes…

"I'll just pack these riding clothes, m'lady. I'm sure I can find a quiet time to launder them once we're back home."

Mary's not quite sure when her life became full of quite so many secrets, but if she continues as she has been, there doesn't seem to be an end in sight anytime soon. More and more, the woman she seems to be on the surface may not truly be who she is at all.

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