For me, the line between good and bad are blurred, but can you blame me? Up until I was eleven, I was raised like any other normal child -- the human way. After the Winchesters and their angel found me, I ran. And I ran for a long time.
[This is an individual RP account. Literate. Mainly Supernatural, but I'll roleplay with just about anyone. Multiverse]
“Well, they aren’t /for/ you.” She smiled a bit, looking down. “They’re for our baby.” Her eyes met his again and she climbed onto the bed, kneeling in front of him and taking his hand. She put in on her stomach and tilted her head. “I’m pregnant.”
She wasn’t sure what to expect. She had her own reservations about starting a family so soon after their encounter with Alastair. But she knew that there was no way she wasn’t going to go through with the pregnancy. Not after everything they’d been through.
“Y-you’re…” His lips parted and he stared at her. He looked down as her hand placed his over her stomach and he swallowed thickly. He wasn’t sure if this was real life or some kind of dream. “B-but… The doctors…” They would have told him, wouldn’t they?
A shaky laugh left his mouth and he leaned over to kiss her on the mouth. He pulled back, brows pulled together. “You’re pregnant.” It was as if he couldn’t hear it enough, or even believe it. He still wasn’t sure if this was him dreaming or not. “This… This is real, right?”
Eden sighed after he made his way upstairs. She paced the kitchen, thinking about how exactly she was going to tell him the news. In the end, she decided to try to make it as simple as possible. She flashed a pair of white baby booties wrapped up in a box with green wrapping paper and a yellow bow. She tilted her head and looked it over.
Biting her lip, she grabbed the box and walked up the stairs. When she got to their room, she smiled lightly as she watched him look for something on TV. She cleared her throat and stepped inside, walking over to the bed before sitting down. “I have something for you.” She laid the present on the bed and pushed it over to him.
Jesse looked up when she cleared her throat, having to tear his gaze from the TV. He blinked and his brows rose in confusion. “For… me?” He looked down at the box before he placed the control at his side. Why was she giving him something? It was her who needed the presents, not him.
Nonetheless, he lifted the box and turned it over a few times before he set it on his lap. He wasn’t sure when the last time he got a present was. He unwrapped it and pulled the booties from the box, looking even more confused than when she had walked in. “I… These are cute, Eden,” he said with a chuckle, “But I’ll only be able to fit like, two fingers.” He looked up at her, brows raised. “Maybe you should lay down.” He lowered the booties and held his hand out to her.
When he walked over to her and pressed his forehead against her, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. All she needed in the whole world was just him by her side. She moved her arms tightly around him and pressed close as he took them home.
Eden had to resist the urge to cry with his gentle touch. “I love you so much.” She turned her cheek to kiss his palm, smiling up at him. “Why don’t you find something to watch? I’ll meet you upstairs. I just want to grab something sweet to snack on.”
Jesse looked down at her, brows raised. He felt his heart give a tug and he leaned down to press a tender kiss to her lips. “I love you too,” he replied. He smile an brushed hair from her face before he nodded. “Alright. I’ll be upstairs.” He pecked her lips before he made his way to their room.
He scratched the back of his head as he climbed the stairs and tried to think of something to watch. He pressed his lips together, wondering what they could watch. He walked over to the tv and turned it on, looking through a few things on demand.
The way he was looking her over made her nervous. It was like he would see what was wrong before she got the chance to tell him. “I just need you, that’s all.” The doctor came in and offered some friendly chit-chat. He handed Eden some papers to sign and said she was free to go.
After the nurses unhooked her IV, they gave them some privacy so Eden could change. “I was joking about Desperate Housewives. We can find something to watch together.” She stood up slowly, stretching a little from laying in the bed for so long. She slipped the hospital gown off and changed back into the clothes she came in. After putting her hair up in a ponytail, she faced Jesse. “I’m so beyond ready to go home.”
“You sure? I don’t mind watching Desperate Housewives.” He grinned a little and grabbed the food. He licked his lips and moved to get over to her. He leaned down and pecked her lips, forehead pressing against hers. “I’m so glad that you’re okay.”
He let out a shaky breath and he wrapped his arms around her waist. He closed his eyes and he zapped them home. After a moment, he pulled back and he looked down at her, raising a hand to caress her cheek.
She squeezed his hand back, smiling softly. “Just until a little later.” She lets go of his hand to keep eating, feeling like she hadn’t eaten in a long time. Eden polished off the nuggets quickly and reached for her drink.
“I like the sound of that a lot.” She smiled before drinking some of her drink and setting it on the nightstand. “I’ve been itching for a Desperate Housewives marathon.” She smirked a bit as she looked at him. “I just need some down time with just me and you.”
Jesse raised his brows. Normally, Desperate Housewives would have meant time to himself; either running on the beach or making something by hand. But if it meant that Eden would be happy, he would, more or less, happily sit down and watch with her.
“Anything else you wanna do?” He asked, sitting up a bit. He smiled at her and he looked her over. He wanted to make sure she wouldn’t have to come back here any time soon. Or ever, if he had anything to do with it.
She looked up as Jesse entered the room, a smile growing on her face. “My knight in shining armor. I’m starving.” She started going through the bag and taking out the nuggets and sauces. She glanced up at him when he asked how she was doing. “I’m better. The doctor’s said that I was dehydrated. They gave me some fluids and I should be okay to go home later today.”
Eden hated lying to him. Well, she wasn’t really lying. She was dehydrated but she wasn’t telling him the whole truth. She didn’t want him to hear it in a hospital room. She dipped a nugget in the sauce and started eating, looking up at him, hoping he couldn’t tell that she wasn’t telling him everything.
“I had a feeling you would be,” he said with a soft grin. Jesse sat down in the chair beside the bed and he ran his fingers over his mouth as he listened to her tell him she was just dehydrated. He released a breath he wasn’t aware he was holding and he smiled, taking one of her hands and he gave it a squeeze. “I was really scared something was wrong. Well, I mean, you need to drink more water. Especially with the heat.”
He caressed the back of her hand with his thumb, looking at their hands silently before he looked at her. “Did they say if they were going to keep you longer? We can go home and I can set up the bed for you, and we can watch TV all day, if you want to.”
When Eden came to she looked around for Jesse. She didn’t see him but her doctor was in the room checking her vitals. He calmed her down and explained what happened. She swallowed nervously and licked her lips. The doctor left and Eden stared down at her hands. She took a deep breath and let it out, wishing all her anxieties would go with it.
She laid back and closed her eyes. Her mind was racing and she wished she was back home with Jesse, before all of this happened. It didn’t help that she was starving. She opened her eyes and looked at the door, waiting for Jesse to come back.
Jesse was told he wasn’t allowed in her room while they were making sure she was okay. He thought it was bullshit and voiced his thoughts. He thought about making them allow him inside, but he figured it would be best not to. Instead, he left to get food. Eden hadn’t eaten and he was sure she’d be hungry when he was finally able to go in and see her.
He walked back into the hospital, carrying a bag full of chicken nuggets and pies from McDonald’s, a cup holder in the other. The doctor told him he was allowed inside now and he didn’t hesitate to go. He opened the door with his elbow and he entered the room, holding the bag up when he saw she was awake. “I brought food.” He walked over to her side and placed the bag beside her before putting the cup holder on the bed stand.
“How’re you feeling?” He tried to hide how worried he was but he was sure he failed. He was afraid that, somehow, her time with Alistair had affected her.
“I’m fine, Jesse. Really.” She sighed and closed her eyes. “I just need a second.” She tried to think about what could be causing her to be so sick but her mind was a blank. She opened her eyes and licked her lips. Eden looked at Jesse for a second before her vision started to get blurry. “Jesse?”
She didn’t have time to say anything else before she passed out, leaning against him.
“Eden!” Jesse’s arms wrapped around her protectively and he held her in his arms. His heart was hammering in his chest and he tried to swallow the panic. He needed a clear head if he was going to make sure she was alright. He flashed clothes appropriate for leaving the house onto both of them and then he flashed them outside of the ER closest to the beach house. No one noticed them and Jesse didn’t have half a mind to care.
He carried into the hospital in his arms and explained to the nurse that she had just passed out in the bathroom.
“I think so.” Eden go to her feet slowly. She grabbed her robe and pulled it on. She turned the shower off, then walked past Jesse to sit on the bed in their room. “It might’ve been the steam. I don’t know. I just got really sick out of nowhere.” Her hands were still shaking and she took a deep breath.
The smell of the food cooking hit the room and she covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom again. This time she stayed on the ground after she got sick. She relaxed against the wall and looked up at him. “I think I’ll be skipping dinner.”
Jesse made a move to turn and follow Eden out of the bathroom, but he stopped and moved out of the way to let her back in. He stared at her in surprise. It took a moment before he moved over to Eden, kneeling beside her.
“What’s wrong? Do we need a doctor?” Jesse tried to keep his cool but his worry was breaking through. He licked his lips and he ran his hand down her back, frowning. “Can you move? Should I carry you?”
Eden grabbed a nightgown and headed to the bathroom. She changed earlier when they got home. Her clothes had been covered in wendigo blood. But now she just wanted a nice relaxing shower. Jesse was downstairs cooking and she could smell it before she got into the shower. She smiled a little to herself. Things were starting to get back to normal.
The steam from the shower was starting to fill the room. She was about to step inside when she started to feel queasy. She ran to the toilet and started getting sick. She was on her knees until she finished. Eden leaned back against the wall and wiped her lip. She took a second to catch her breath before she got up again.
Jesse had taken a quick shower when they had gotten back so that he could start on dinner. There was nothing like killing a wendigo and returning home to start cooking steak. He had put the potatoes to bake in the oven and then he went upstairs to find Eden to let her know dinner was just about done.
He walked into the bathroom and frowned when he saw her getting up from the ground. “Are you okay?” He asked, crossing the bathroom to get to her, looking around the ground to see if she had slipped on anything.
