Chapter 13 is up!

Change of plans! I originally had plans to extend their stay on the boat, but I came to think that people would likely want to see them in Canada more than on the boat. So even if it may feel rushed, please bear with me.Also this should be the end of part 1. So I will be taking a break(I don't know how long the break will be) before uploading the next chapter. And even after I upload the next chapter, I think the updates are going to be slow, since I'm thinking of writing another series.

Please let me know what you think in the reviews!

Disclaimers: I don't own Hugo. Also the date where they arrive in Canada is just a guess by me so it is nothing accurate.

February, 17, 1939

"Excuse me is that necklace..." Hugo trailed off. He blinked a few times to make sure he wasn't seeing thing. But he was pretty sure that necklace was Beth's. Only Beth's necklace had a cross scratch near the bottom of the sapphire.

"What about his necklace?" The women questioned defensively.

"May I see the necklace for a second?" Hugo asked uncertainly. He was pretty sure that the necklace was Beth's but he had to make sure of few things.

"I don't have any obligation to do that," replied dismissively.

"Please… It is important," Hugo pleaded.

The women stood silent for a while before handing him the necklace to him. If Hugo had any doubts before, now he was certain. The necklace had Beth's initials etched onto the back. So unless this person had the exact same name, it would be Beth's for sure. "May I ask where you might've found this necklace Madame?" Hugo asked.

"Why do you ask?"

"Ah… It would be better to show you rather than explain."

"If I had known… I apologize for all the inconvenience I may have caused everybody," the lady apologized.

It took shorter than Hugo anticipated to convince the lady that the necklace was Beth's. Apparently she found it rolling around the hall near the deck and she took it thinking that someone threw it away.

"I do believe that an introduction is in order," the lady spoke.

"Ah…yes, name is Raymond Chevalier, it was pleasure to meet you Madame," Raymond replied.

"Hugo Cabret."

"Isabelle Melies"

"Brigitte Beaubien, though we did go off on the wrong foot, the pleasure is all mine," the lady said with a smile.

Hugo returned the smile, "well I do hope we get chance meet again."

"Oh I certainly hope this would not the last time we would meet," Brigette said.

"I do believe that we are heading towards the same way," Raymond mused

"Also, I think we are going to be on the same boat for quite some time," Isabelle added.

Hugo nodded in agreement.

"Then I'm sure an opportune would show itself," Brigette said.

"Yes I am sure it will," Hugo agreed.

"Well I must be going. I'm sure my parents are quite worried where I've run off to," Brigette said.

"Ah yes, we can't keep you here forever," Raymond said.

Hugo gave a soft chuckle,"until then"

"Yes, until then," Brigette repeated before turning to leave.

March, 8, 1939

Hugo breathed in the air as he looked around the port. They were finally here after weeks of sailing, and he had to say that it is relieving to be on solid ground. Isabelle was beyond relieved, she was almost jumping up and down from excitement. It was quite some time since he had seen her that happy. He was probably more glad that she was happy then arriving in Canada.

Hugo shivered slightly from a fleeting winter breeze. Though it was getting quite close to spring the weather in Canada was still very cold. Raymond had joked saying that Canada had only two seasons. Winter and July. Hugo hoped that was only in joke and not in reality. He was not ready for 11 months of winter.

Hugo turned towards Isabelle. She seemed to calm down, but that may have been from the cold, since she was shivering slightly. Hugo gave a small smile as he walked towards her, "you cold?" Hugo asked her.

"Huh?"

"Are you cold?" Hugo repeated.

"Oh... no not really," Isabelle assured.

"You're shivering,"

"But I'm not cold,"

Hugo sighed and wrapped his jacket around Isabelle.

"I told you, I'm not cold," Isabelle grunted.

"You can say what you want, but I'm not taking my jacket back," Hugo said.

"You sure you don't need it?"

"No, I'm fine, I can even wear shorts in the winter," Hugo assured.

"Yes, I think we already went through this before we left Paris," Isabelle said in annoyance.

Hugo softly chuckled, "Was it it that far back? It seems like yesterday..."

"Yeah..."

Hugo grabbed Isabelle's hand and smiled, "let's get going shall we?"

Isabelle walked into the place where they were going to call a home for a while. It was much larger than she had anticipated. She didn't expect anything larger than a room or two, but this was more of house made for a family of five than mere amount of two. It was surely too large for just Hugo and herself.

"I do hope you like it," Raymond asked hopefully.

"I don't know if we can ask this much from you," Isabelle replied apologetically. Which Hugo also voiced in agreement.

"No, we have few more these. We used to us these often when grandfather was around, but after... he passed away, they come into disuse," Raymond assured.

"If you are sure..." Isabelle said.

"I am sure. Besides you would be doing me favor by using this. It's been useless til now," Raymond reassured. "I should let you two settle in," Raymond said

Hugo nodded, "will we be seeing in the morning?"

"No... I have some business I need to attend to," Raymond replied. "I bid you goodnight," Raymond said before leaving.

Hugo looked at his watch, "It's getting late. We should unpack only the ones we need to and do the rest tomorrow."

Isabelle nodded in agreement and picked up a baggage, "let's get to it then."

Disclaimers: The joke about Canada having only two seasons is strictly a joke used by Raymond for the brightening of the story and is not by any means something that I believe in.

If anyone missed it in the beginning of the chapter. I will be taking a break for a while.

How was it? I hope it didn't feel too out of place.

PREVIEWS of the next part(They may or may not happen. They're all just points):

"Tension rises in the east. Another Great War?"

Hugo groaned. He had somehow gotten on the bad side of Isabelle and that meant anything but good things were going to happen.

The night was silent as he walked down the street aimlessly. Even the dogs did not bark as if to let him wallow in his sorrows silently.

Thanks

Flamestone