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Post by Whisper on Nov 14, 2012 15:34:16 GMT -5
Michelle felt hazy and saw Lance leave. Was he angry at her? Why did he leave her? Questions plagued her mind when she heard a bit of commotion outside the closed door. What was happening? Suddenly Lance appeared again, all smiles this time and said that they could go home. A nurse promptly followed with a wheel chair. Michelle's pride would not allow her to ride in a wheelchair but her strength didn't allow her to protest and soon Lancelot had her in the chair with minimal pain as he worked exceptionally gently with her. She had a fierce fear of nails and when he pulled the iv from her hand tears fell from her eyes and she looked down. Now was not time to cry.
Darkness loomed over her like a dark blanket and for the next few hours she fell in and out of consciousness. Lance placed her in the car and she could see the inside. It felt like she had just closed her eyes but when she opened them she was back home in bed. Her eyed fluttered and she felt much better. She didn't know it but another two days had passed and she sat up in her bed, looking for Lance...
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 14, 2012 15:45:45 GMT -5
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Lancelot softly knocked on the door of their room and entered with a cup of coffee. He saw she was awake and made his way to the side of her bed and smiled as he saw her looking a lot better. He was so glad she came out of the hospital, he took a little sip of the coffee and handed it to her keeping it steady, waiting until she had it firmly in her hands. He let go and he left the room and returned with a little present, the square box... He handed it to her. Inside was a present for the baby... He gave her a kiss and sat down waiting for her reaction. "Well don't just stare... Open it..."
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Post by Whisper on Nov 14, 2012 15:55:10 GMT -5
Lancelot suddenly appeared through the door and Michelle's face literally lit up. Her eyes shined even through dark circles marred them. Lance had coffee in his hands and come over to her side. He gently handed it to her and she smiled her thanks, not quite trusting her voice yet. She took a sip and the heavenly fluid warmed her body to life. Somewhere in her veins there was still a light throb of pain, but it was nothing compared to what it had been.
Lance disappeared from the room for a small moment and returned with a little wrapped box. He handed it to her with a kiss and she looked at him with utter joy in her eyes, forgetting about the present as she got a little lost in his eyes. He motioned for her to open it and she giggled and tore the paper open. Inside the box was a perfectly pink baby grow. She couldn't keep it back and a perfect tear rolled down her cheek. She hugged it close and looked over at Lance,
"It's beautiful!"
She put it on her lap and reached for his hand,
"It seems I'm sick every time I come back home... Aren't you tired of it, of me, darling?"
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 14, 2012 16:08:36 GMT -5
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Lancelot smiled and he saw a tear roll from her eye, he wiped it gently away. She reached for his hand and he let her take it, she asked him if he ever get tired of her being sick when they get home and he gave her a smile and said. "Caring for you... Is like the way rain cares for plants, without it they will die... I never minded that I should take care of you, I love every second to be close to you... Now my question to you is, I am such a cry baby sometimes or all the time... what's your opinion about that?"
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Post by Whisper on Nov 14, 2012 16:21:09 GMT -5
Lancelot took her hand and at the mere touch she felt alive again. She sighed a content sigh and as he spoke she understood now how he felt. She softly squeezed his hand and when he asked about his state of emotional well-being Michelle answered truthfully,
"Honestly I love it, Lance. It keeps me going when I'm down. Your tears are sacred, my love."
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 14, 2012 17:12:25 GMT -5
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Lancelot smiled when he heard the truth behind all his emotions, she didn't mind and she said his tears were sacred to her and now that he think of it, he has only ever cried when it was with her and nobody else. He then stood up and lay down next to her, kissing her forehead and wrapped an arm around her. What about the Lycanthropy?
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Post by Whisper on Nov 15, 2012 1:09:23 GMT -5
Lancelot got up and got on the bed next to her, kissing her forehead and putting an arm around her. She loved the nearness of him and smiled, closing her eyes and speaking,
"It's a good thing you found me when you did or that animal would have killed me..."
She snuggled in closer to Lance and breathed him in...
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 15, 2012 2:40:50 GMT -5
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Lancelot wondered why Michelle would say that but he didn't question it. He enjoyed the moment they had together, his hand softly touched her tummy, he was still very pleased to become a father. But he had to tell Michelle about the werewolf transformation. He didn't know how, he saw the scar in her neck, not very big but the reason behind it made him shiver. He gently brushed his fingers through Michelle's hair. "You have to tell her..." He then decided it was time. "Michelle...? I have to tell you something."
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Post by Whisper on Nov 15, 2012 2:51:46 GMT -5
Lancelot remained next to Michelle, softly touching her tummy and she smiled at him, forgetting about her pain for a while. Just having him so close to her made her feel tons better already. She caressed her cheek in turn until he told her there was something he needed to tell her. She smiled, somehow missing the unsure tones in his voice and sitting up,
"Sure, my love."
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 15, 2012 3:06:23 GMT -5
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Lancelot hesitated a moment, well there's no turning back now He sat up with her and moved a bit away from her so he can look her in the eyes when he tells her. "Well... When a werewolf........ Bites a human... They... They... They turn into one, that's why it burned in your veins. And you had no control over your emotions..."
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Post by Whisper on Nov 15, 2012 3:26:40 GMT -5
Lancelot sat up beside Michelle and that tingling sensation in her belly told her that this was serious. His smile seemed forced and she could see he was second guessing his decision to tell her whatever he was about to, but he pushed on, looking her dead in the eyes. He told her about werewolves and bites and her brows furrowed. An animal attacked her... She said it over and over in her mind, forcing herself to believe it but the truth was literally staring right at her. Like a swarm of bees her memories pounded back into her brain and she gasped at the sudden headache. In her mind she saw glowing icy blue eyes filled with hunger and lust. Like a far away dream she remembered his teeth sinking into her neck, the pain mingled with pleasure, the agony that soon followed. She remembered blood everywhere and impending darkness, restraints that cut into her wrists and pain pain pain... Almost as if summoned the agony that burned in her veins bubbled to the surface and set her body on fire. She clenched her teeth. Bracing herself against the pain.
Looking up into his eyes she Lancelot for what he truly was. He was the demon in her dreams, the creator of her pain, the father of lies. She gasped at those icy eyes and her own eyes went wide with fear. She scrambled to the other side of the bed and tears welled in her eyes. Complete and irrational fear had a grip on her heart and her breathing was ragged and shallow,
"You did this to me?"
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 15, 2012 3:38:21 GMT -5
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Lancelot wanted to run away, he could see Michelle is scared of him, he remembered the fear in her eyes from that day Damon found her in the forest. She asked him if he did this to her, he looked away and nodded. Closing his eyes and then looking at her. "I don't know how to answer this... but yeah... But wait see this isn't all bad... Let's just go for a drive and clear our minds and talk in peace... Please, Michelle..."
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Post by Whisper on Nov 15, 2012 3:47:37 GMT -5
Michelle nodded as Lance asked her if they could go for a drive. She slowly slid off the bed, surprised to find herself in a maternity jean and a flowery blouse. She looked over at Lance and went downstairs with him. He got the keys and they both got into the Audi. Lance opened the door for her and Michelle was only reacting out of habit. Her brain seemed frozen with fear but her love for Lance made her do this. They pulled away slowly and Michelle kept her eyes fixed in front of her...
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 15, 2012 3:53:31 GMT -5
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Lancelot walked to his car and opened the door for Michelle, they started to drive off. A sudden awkwardness filled the car and it's the first time it ever happened. Lancelot smiled and said. "Well this is nice... It's such a perfect day."
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Post by Whisper on Nov 15, 2012 3:57:19 GMT -5
The awkwardness in the car could be felt and Michelle started to twiddle her thumbs. She looked over at Lance but quickly ahead again. She still had that headache and was finding it hard to concentrate. Lancelot mentioned what a pretty day it was and that's when she gathered up her courage,
"Did you mean to bite me? Or did you lose control?"
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